In a world where there is no press control, it is really no more difficult to produce a newspaper than Yan Liqiang's previous life when the teacher engraved a test paper in school.

Shunyi Bookstore has both a store that sells books, and a workshop that prints books, and the workshop already has the printing capacity of lead movable type, the technology is not backward, and there is no shortage of production materials such as ink and paper, and the printing craftsmen in more than ten workshops are there, and the craftsmen and masters in those workshops are worried that the new owner will change people, so that they will not have a job, and when they know that the new owner will not change people, they can still give them work and salaries, and they have also stabilized, one by one, ready to start working at any time.

This basic hardware condition is available, what is lacking is a little software, this software, in the final analysis, that is, people, someone has to write things in the newspaper, although Yan Liqiang has a complete idea in his head and knows what should be published in the newspaper, but he is the owner, and he has to practice in Luyuan, it is impossible for one person to package all the content on the newspaper, and Fang Beidou is mainly responsible for management, which is equivalent to the shopkeeper, and it is impossible to write things, so this writing thing has to be handed over to others and find a special person to do it.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of such people in Dijing City.

In the eyes of many people, literati are literary craftsmen, and the so-called literary craftsmen are the same status as ordinary carpenters, blacksmiths, and leather craftsmen, which are regarded as a kind of craftsman profession in this world, according to the books that Yan Liqiang has read before, " Craftsmen of words, carving words, recording current affairs, and writing poems, articles and stories, selling pen and ink for a living, their outstanding and sophisticated generation, can be the official of the sword and pen, the public is not known, but also in the market on behalf of the illiterate people to write letters or lawsuits, the game of dust, then with the good storyteller of the people of the company, fill in the words and play, to the public appreciation, or there are masters in the text, then write books and speak, become a family of words to the world, but also can become famous contemporary, fame and fortune, not inferior to other masters!

For a whole afternoon, Yan Liqiang took Hu Haihe and Fang Beidou to run around in and out of the city in the imperial capital, read the stores, workshops and Zhuangzi of Shunyi Bookstore, and explained to Fang Beidou the idea of newspaper sub-edition, and asked him to find a few literary craftsmen who are good at dancing and writing in the imperial capital to write articles, and then explained his employment of Xu Enda and them, let Fang Beidou look at the arrangement, and for the rest, Yan Liqiang asked Hu Haihe to contact in the center, and pay attention to Guo Si's miscellaneous whereabouts, and this matter was almost arranged.

It was only when he was separating from Hu Haihe that Yan Liqiang suddenly remembered one thing.

"By the way, Haihe, you grew up in Dijing City since you were a child, you are a native of Dijing City, and you are familiar with Dijing City, right?"

"Of course, I can touch the south of the city to the north of the city with my eyes closed, except for the palace, I have never entered it, other places, inside and outside the city, there is nothing I don't know!" Hu Haihe looked at Yan Liqiang, "I don't know if the shopkeeper wants me to do anything?"

After staying with Yan Liqiang for an afternoon, Hu Haihe called Yan Liqiang's shopkeeper more and more naturally.

"In addition to Guo Si's matter, I have one more thing for you to do!" Yan Liqiang pondered for a while, "You find a few people, they are the kind of people who are well-informed and like to inquire about various things, and they specialize in providing news to our newspaper......"

"This ...... Are you going to hire someone?"

"Don't hire someone first, let's see the effect before we talk ......" Yan Liqiang shook his head, although he wants to run a newspaper, but there is no such profession as a reporter in this world, so he can only come little by little, slowly cultivate, first start with people who can provide newspaper news, and see if you can find a few reliable ones, "You find a few people who like to exchange news for money, if the news they provide is true and reliable, on our newspaper, you give him money, a hundred copper plates to start!"

Hu Haihe suddenly came to his senses, "It's easy, it's easy to find many well-informed people in those teahouses and in the torture of the yamen, it's just ......" Hu Haihe frowned, and looked at Yan Liqiang with some puzzlement, "It's just ...... This is a hundred copper plates for one piece of news, and it is too easy to make money, and one piece of news is worth three days of hard labor for my cousin, is the money we give a little more......"

"This money seems to be a lot, but it must be spent, if the news provided by those people is strong enough, the price can be more, and there is no problem with exchanging a message for ten or two hundred taels of silver!" Yan Liqiang looked at Hu Haihe, who was stunned, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand it now, you will understand it in the future, just do what I say now!"

"Okay!" Out of convincing Yan Liqiang, Hu Haihe nodded solemnly.

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When it was dark, Yan Liqiang returned to the deer park, this busy afternoon of running around, the matter of running the newspaper finally has a little eyebrow foundation, Yan Liqiang is in a good mood, the whole person is relaxed, the pressure on his heart has completely disappeared, no matter what, he feels that as long as he tries his best, as long as he has a clear conscience, it is enough.

On the way back to Luyuan, Yan Liqiang was pondering the name of the upcoming newspaper as he walked, thinking about it first, he still felt that the name of the Han Imperial Times was good.

In a trance, Yan Liqiang had a feeling that he was making history.

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In the evening, after continuing to complete the evening class, practicing the eye skills and the Yi Jin Pulp Washing Sutra, before falling asleep, Yan Liqiang still entered the Heavenly Dao Divine Realm, and spent another day in the Heavenly Dao Divine Realm before coming out.

The Yan Liqiang in the Heavenly Dao God Realm, who was on horseback almost all day long, was working with the people of the Dart Bureau, trying his best to bypass the area where the White Lotus Sect had an incident, and returned to the Sword God Sect.

The next day's life was still as usual, Yan Liqiang still went to the waterfall in the back mountain of the arrow field to continue his cultivation, shook his big gun, and was exhausted for a day, and after returning in the evening, he used the easy tendon to wash the marrow meridian to restore and strengthen......

On the morning of the third day, Yan Liqiang did not go back to the waterfall to cultivate, but went directly to another place in the mountain behind the arrow field to meet his other master.

Compared with the thatched house where Li Hongtu lives, the place where the surname Ji lives is completely equivalent to the luxury villa of the five-star scenic spot, it is a very exquisite yard, located in a bamboo forest, the small bridge in front of the door is flowing water, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it is exquisite and exquisite everywhere.

When Yan Liqiang arrived, the old man surnamed Ji, whose hair was meticulously combed, was wearing a riotous white robe, in a pavilion in the bamboo forest, stroking the piano, the sound of the piano was murmuring, ethereal and pleasant, and several cranes were strolling around the pavilion, which had a unique artistic conception.

Yan Liqiang came to the pavilion and didn't speak, just listened quietly, and the old man surnamed Ji also didn't seem to see Yan Liqiang coming, and he had been concentrating on stroking the piano.

Yan Liqiang listened quietly for more than two hours, from the morning sun to the sun climbing, and the sound of the piano finally stopped.

"Yan Liqiang has seen his predecessors!" Yan Liqiang stepped forward and bowed.

"Yes, I can listen to me play the piano here for more than an hour, without saying a word, my breathing is always fine and continuous, without a trace of impatience, my temperament is like a rock, and it is really a material for practicing archery, and the one surnamed Li can't teach an apprentice with a temperament like you!" The old man's eyes finally turned to Yan Liqiang's face, with a hint of a smile," Although you are polite, but you call me senior and not call me master, you must have some doubts about my ability in your heart, I haven't been able to convince you, do you think what I said is right?"

Yan Liqiang was not embarrassed, but calmly looked at the old man who was a little sassy, nodded, and admitted, "I am now in the Fourfold Heaven Realm of the Archery, and I can open a strong bow of ten stones, within a thousand meters, the weak fireflies, faint as a candlelight, can be destroyed with one arrow, and it is easy to kill the enemy, I have come this way, the practice of archery is all based on self-understanding, I don't know what you can teach me?"

"Hahaha, yes, yes, a young man like you who can reach the realm of the Four Heavens of the Archery Dao at your age, I haven't seen it for a long time, and it's even rarer to come from self-realization......" The old man surnamed Ji glanced at Yan Liqiang with bright eyes, and smiled, "Since you have such confidence in your archery cultivation, why don't we two make a bet?"

"How to gamble?"

"It's very simple, that is, I stand fifty meters away from you, you choose a ten-stone bow to shoot me, I also use a bow and arrows to defend, I will shoot three arrows for you, if the arrow you shoot can touch a corner of my clothes, I will call you master, if you can shoot me, then I am unlucky, I will never blame you, if you can't, then obediently kowtow to me three times, when I am my apprentice, what do you think?"

"I shoot you with a bow and arrow, and you use a bow and arrow to defend?" ...... are you sure" Yan Liqiang looked at the old man in white, thinking that he was crazy, using a bow and arrow to defend a bow and arrow, just like using a bullet to defend a bullet, such a bow cultivation, Yan Liqiang had never thought about it before, and the person who could do this step was beyond his imagination.

"Yes, I'm sure!" the old man surnamed Ji nodded seriously, with a calm expression.

Yan Liqiang's face was solemn, and he solemnly hugged his fist towards the old man surnamed Ji, "Then Yan Liqiang has the courage to ask his seniors to teach ......."