Huzi was responsible for selling "Gewu Monthly" on South Street, and when Gewu Monthly was recruiting newsboys, his father took him to sign up. Daddy said that for every monthly magazine sold, there will be an income of 2 cents, which is a great thing. But the fat shopkeeper said that each newsboy could only receive forty copies. Because there are too many newsboys who have signed up, they can only take turns to sell newspapers. Three days earlier, he had sold a monthly magazine and earned eighty cents, which was his father's wages for a few days' work, and he earned it in less than an hour. For this reason, his mother specially made him a new cotton coat.

Today, it was his turn to sell newspapers, and he came to line up early in his new cotton clothes to get the monthly magazine.

"Huzi, wear new clothes!" A clerk about seventeen or eighteen years old saw him and greeted him with a smile.

Huzi raised his little face proudly: "My mother said, this is what I earned." Brother Dayang, this is the first time I've worn new clothes. Thank you! ”

Brother Dayang is his neighbor. The last time his father brought him to sign up, he almost couldn't pass. The fat shopkeeper said that he was dressed too thinly, and that he would freeze if he went out to sell newspapers. Brother Dayang came over to intercede and said that he would lend him old cotton clothes. The fat shopkeeper was still reluctant, and muttered, "If you wear too little when you come to get the monthly, you won't be given the monthly." It's not going to freeze. ”

Daddy said that the shopkeeper of the bookstore is really benevolent. So many people come to the bookstore to buy the monthly magazine, and they don't need a newsboy to sell it all. The bookstore did this, but it helped the common people to survive the winter!

Brother Dayang's words count, and he really borrowed an old cotton coat for him to sell newspapers. He got 80 yuan, and his father specially spent 10 yuan to buy two pastries for Brother Dayang!

He had never eaten this kind of pastry before, but his father said that if he had another 80 yuan this time, he would spend 10 yuan to buy a pastry for everyone to taste.

Huzi carefully took the monthly magazine, and as soon as he walked out of the Gewu Bookstore, he was stopped by someone, and the other party covered all the monthly magazines at once.

In less than a moment since he entered the door, he had received eighty cents.

"This is what I'm going to buy!" A man's voice came from the right.

Huzi looked over and saw two men standing at a newsboy, scrambling to buy all the monthly magazines.

"Obviously I came a long time ago, and this child has already promised to sell it to me." The other man said anxiously.

"I'll pay thirteen pennies to buy one, and you sell it all to me."

"I'll pay fourteen pennies to buy one."

The newsboy shook his head: "The shopkeeper has a rule that the price cannot be raised." ”

"You go with me over there, but the shopkeeper can't see me. With this extra money, you can go and buy snacks. ”

The newsboy still shook his head: "The shopkeeper said that the market price cannot be destroyed." ”

"What market...... Market price? What's that? ”

The newsboy, who was only seven or eight years old, touched his cheek and recalled, "It's just that everyone wants to ...... I want to ......."

Huzi stepped forward and added: "The shopkeeper said that if the newsboys want to stock up and sell at a high price, then the monthly magazine will not be able to sell and will not be able to provide convenience for the people." When the next issue comes out, this issue will be worthless. So for the sake of fairness, all newsboys have to be sold at a uniform price. ”

"Don't worry about that yet, this time you sell me fourteen yuan, can you give me all of it?" The man didn't have that much patience, and he was in a hurry to get the monthly magazine back to the master's house!

The newsboy shook his head and covered the monthly magazine in his hand: "No, no, I was discovered by the shopkeeper, and I won't get a job in the bookstore in the future." My father said, let me work hard, and I will be a junior in the bookstore in the future...... No, it's not called Xiao Er, by the way, it's called the clerk. I want to work as a clerk in a bookstore in the future. ”

The two of them had to buy all the monthly magazines in the hands of the little newspaper boy.

This kind of thing was found in every newsboy, and they were amazed to find that they could earn eighty copper plates without having to go out into the streets.

A little newsboy went home with the silver in his pocket. He handed a penny of silver to his father: "Dad, you see, I still got twenty copper plates for selling newspapers today. ”

The newsboy's father said: "There are no rules in the bookstore, and you can't sell expensive things, but the noble man thinks it's troublesome, so he doesn't need me to find a copper plate, and he just takes the monthly magazine and puts it in the carriage." ”

The newsboy's father held the silver in one hand and touched the child's head with the other: "Okay, Guo'er will earn silver!" ”

Guo'er raised her face: "Dad, if you have money, you don't have to sell your sister." You tell your grandmother, don't sell your sister. ”

Guo'er's father made up his mind and said: "The family has more income, and I won't die of hunger this winter, and I won't sell your sister." "In the past few days, I have received 180 yuan in a row, but I have bought more than a dozen catties of brown rice. As long as you endure it, after the Spring Festival, the kid can continue to sell monthly magazines.

"When spring begins, I continue to sell monthly magazines to earn money for my family. It's great that my sister can stay! The boy was so happy that he did not notice the tears in his father's eyes.

- Dear, you are so wise. These newsboys have contributed a lot of merit! Moreover, if you have registered hundreds of newsboys here, you will have more than 100 merit points in the blink of an eye. In other words, a family has contributed more merit points! It's not easy! Your actions have saved many girls from being sold!

Lu Yingfang: What do you mean?

- After the Chinese New Year, many creditors began to come to the door, and those poor families were about to lose their lives, so they could only sell their children.

Lv Yingfang: ......

Recently, there have been a lot of things, and Lu Yingfang will gather everyone for a family meeting every day after dinner. The New Year is approaching, and Lan Ronghe asked for leave to stay for the New Year.

Lan Rongzhuan was a little dissatisfied, and he said to Lu Yingfang: "Mother, it's good that we can also raise it to 12 Wen." Anyway, so many people buy it, it won't be too expensive. Why do you want to sell newspapers to children? A lot of things have been added to it too! ”

It's really troublesome to sign them up, and to care whether they are dressed thickly or not. Fortunately, it was not him who assigned them to go to various blocks, but the person sent by Master Tao was in charge, otherwise he would have died of exhaustion. However, his mother said that when he became familiar with Pingyang Mansion, the job would be handed over to him.

Some people bought the monthly magazine and read it, and then sold it directly for fifteen dollars, but the key is that there are still many people rushing to ask for it.

Mother is really wise, that monthly magazine has received so many recipes, everyone wants to read it! He hadn't heard of any of those ways to save people!

Lu Yingfang shook her head: "Give those newsboys profits so that they can have a good year." ”

Before the bookstore opened, she had seen the half-grown children come out early to work. The weather was cold, and everyone was so cold that their faces were red.

She thought that she could let these children subsidize the family and increase their merit value. Second, you can observe these children and find some right-hand men in the future.

Lu Yingfang said: "You only see that they earn eighty yuan as soon as they leave the store, and when they arrive, they are not so easy to sell." When we increase the number of people who print it, when people don't have to worry about not being able to buy it, they really have to stand on the street and walk around selling monthly magazines. And the point is that I want all Taean people to be able to afford this monthly magazine. Small profits but quick turnover! ”

Lan Rong didn't expect his mother to be so ambitious, and he was dumbfounded...... It's a bit stupid.

"In the future, we can make a book that will be included every month. It can be called the quarterly magazine of "Gewu", the semi-annual magazine of "Gewu", and the annual magazine of "Gewu". ”

Several daughters-in-law looked at each other, but they didn't expect such an operation.

"You can also print "Me and My Ancestors" into a book, and you can also print your patterns into a book, what is the title of the book, you can think about it." The prospect that Lu Yingfang said is too attractive.

Lu Yingfang looked at Lan Rongzhuan: "You can write a travelogue, I heard that a merchant from Suizhou came over this morning, and he specially bought a lot of books." ”

Speaking of this, Lan Rong turned to feel that there was a light on his face, and this morning two merchants from Suizhou came to the door on purpose, wanting to know that the author who wrote "Suizhou Essays" is a tourist from Sichuan. The two merchants may not know that they are the Lan family in the capital, and they want to worship him when they are excited.

"Thank you so much, brother! I haven't been back to Suizhou for a long time, and seeing your article reminds me of the mountains and rivers of my hometown. ”

"Yes, did you go to have a good meal at that time, the burning knives in Suizhou taste good, next time I come to Youzhou, I will definitely bring you two bottles."

Lan Rongzhuan would definitely not tell them that when he went to Suizhou, he drank the local osmanthus brew with a pot of 100 taels of silver, and how could someone bring it to him if he was a 100 taels of 17 bottles of burning knives?

In the end, the two merchants felt that they should help the business, and finally bought some enlightenment books and went back. When Lan Rongzhuan learned that they were going to return to his hometown, he took ten copies of the monthly magazine from the inventory and sold them to them.

After the two merchants got the monthly magazine, they smiled very happily. The monthly magazine was sold out, and they managed to buy four copies at a high price.

In the past, when interacting with the powerful, you had to be careful in what you said and did, and speculating on people's hearts became a compulsory course.

Now, in the inconspicuous bookstore on the corner of the street, he can feel the sincere gratitude of the two merchants. He touched his chest, and there was a fullness of joy in it that had never been seen before. With his own ability, he makes others agree. It has nothing to do with identity, it has nothing to do with power, it's just a sincere relationship.

Zhao and Yourongyan, Fujun recently had something to do, and finally had the spirit. After the blue magazine was printed, the husband kept touching the version he wrote, and even slept smiling.

Zhao encouraged: "Husband will write more in the future, maybe he can also publish a "Travelogue". ”

Lu Yingfang looked at the Qian family: "The child-raising experience that you and Aunt Gu have sorted out is very good, you can write more." ”

Sun saw that Lu Yingfang's gaze fell on her, she straightened her stomach, her eyes were shining, waiting for her words,

Lu Yingfang pondered and said: "The patterns you drew are quite good, but this is too laborious, you try to rest as much as possible." ”

Sun took out more than a dozen tricks in ten days, and it could be seen that she wanted to perform with all her strength.

Sun didn't care: "Thank you mother for your concern, but I don't feel tired." "I used to always think about what clothes and accessories were popular in Beijing, and I had to think about the foxes in the backyard, and I had to worry about Dingxin's studies.

After coming to Youzhou, everyone was wearing coarse linen clothes, and there was nothing to compare. The husband goes to the bookstore every day to do things, and she no longer has to worry about him spending all day drinking and going to the outer room. Anyway, he has no money in his pocket, and his mother is staring at him to work

Dingxin has not yet invited the master, the mother means to let the child relax, after all, just come to Youzhou, everything is unfamiliar, there is no need to press too tightly, write a few pages of big characters every day, memorize some poems, and then invite the master after the New Year.

Plus that she is pregnant, she doesn't have to worry about things at home, and Lan Rongzhuan doesn't quarrel with her. Sun is having a very comfortable life, so she focuses on submission.

Seeing Lu Yingfang's gaze fall on him, Li couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The mother had promised to let her go to Cangzhou before, but her husband asked her to stay here with the child and not have to go to Youzhou with her. She is not good at objecting, lest her husband feel that he does not want to be filial. If her mother thinks she is doing a good job, will she keep her?

"You're going to follow Ronghe to take office at the beginning of the year, and if you think of any good ideas, you will write back." As soon as Lu Yingfang finished speaking, she saw five merit points popping up on the top of Li's head.

Lu Yingfang: 38, why is she so grateful to me?

- She is afraid that she will be left behind by you, and she can't go back to Cangzhou to be the master.

Lan Ronghe frowned: "Mother, she and Dingzhen should stay!" ”

Lu Yingfang obviously noticed that Li's hand was tight, and the handkerchief in his hand was crumpled.

"A child cannot leave his father. She used to take care of you, and I was relieved too. Lu Yingfang's words made the Li family add two more merit points.

It seems that the Li family is really afraid of the original owner and these concubines!

"Wan Niang, you pay attention to the situation of those military households, and have time to talk to those women. After all, our monthly magazine is for everyone to read. Let's see if they can provide some material. If you're not sure if it's the right fit, you can write them all down and send them to me. ”

Li glanced at Lan Ronghe, and then nodded: "Listen to my mother's orders." ”