He Qiaoxin took out a piece of paper from the box where the silver was placed, Limin saw the silver in the box, roughly estimated, about more than nine hundred taels, and saw He Qiaoxin close the box, and let He San and them retreat first, leaving He Qiaoxin and Limin still in place, He Qiaoxin handed the paper to Limin.

As the owner of the largest and best Liliang garment shop in the capital, Limin grew up in a businessman's home, and he still has a vision, and the content on the paper makes him very excited, but the conditions make him a little difficult to accept.

Limin looked at He Qiaoxin, pointed to the paper and asked with a little suspicion: "Third Young Master He, your paper is similar to the official newspaper, but it is very different, the newspaper is an object of the official family's notice and order, you are divided into four sections, what gossip entertainment section, what advertising information section, as well as poetry and song section and economic section, according to what you said on paper, it will become a new industry for the Ming Dynasty to make money, but are you sure?" ”

He Qiaoxin didn't speak, but sat on the stone bench, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, pointed to the tea in the teacup, and said:

"Boss Li, since ancient times, the three religions and nine streams will discuss the long and short facts, and businesses also need to advertise, celebrities and Confucians also need fame, officials and nobles are even more prestigious, this paper, I call him "Daming Times", issued once a week, businesses can advertise on it, readers can publish their own articles, officials and politicians can speak their own opinions, plus the gossip that the people and children like, businessmen can also elaborate on the views on economic development, this is only a temporary four sections, You can also add other hot sections in the future, the form is about the same as what you said, but in terms of audience and functionality, it is different, the newspaper is more used by the imperial court and the government itself, and no one can express their opinions, and the "Daming Times" is different, anyone can publish, as long as it passes our review, when the north and south of the country know our newspaper, boss Li, you can imagine how much influence it brings to your ready-to-wear shop..."

Limin's eyes lit up, he didn't know what he thought, he walked over to He Qiaoxin's side, patted He Qiaoxin on the shoulder, and then said respectfully:

"Third Young Master He, if you don't think I'm from a businessman's background, I'll let you be my virtuous brother, I'm your brother, I did this big business of five hundred taels, I let the account room withdraw five hundred taels of silver, you will take it away later, and whatever the division of labor will be according to what you write on the paper."

"Well said, well said!"

After He Qiaoxin finished speaking, he called He San and the others in, brought the five hundred taels of silver given by Limin, and gave Limin the newspaper cooperation contract that had already been prepared to write five hundred taels of silver, and Limin knew that He Qiaoxin had expected that he would agree to this big business of five hundred taels of silver.

Limin signed his name, left a copy for himself, and gave a copy to He Qiaoxin. He Qiaoxin put away the contract, and then walked out of the Liliang garment shop with people. Watching He Qiaoxin gradually walk away, Limin, who was sent out, had a smile on his face.

The shopkeeper saw that the proprietor had withdrawn five hundred taels of silver so easily and gave it to He Qiaoxin to take away, and said with concern on his face: "The proprietor, this won't be a bamboo basket for water, right?" ”

Limin motioned to the shopkeeper to bend over, and then asked the shopkeeper rhetorically: "Do you know why I am the owner of the house, and you are just a shopkeeper?" It's a pattern, it's just five hundred taels of silver, and it's not a loss to pay a talent who has the opportunity to become a big member in the future, not to mention that his big business is really good. ”

The shopkeeper looked at the owner to teach himself, and he didn't reply to refute, but he didn't think so, if it weren't for your ancestors, you would still be the owner, if I hadn't helped you sit in Liliang Garment Store over the years, you would have eaten ashes.

Here, He Qiaoxin took He San and his entourage, and went straight to the next target, Jingweixuan Restaurant, just like just now, directly to the shopkeeper to meet the owner, saying that the third young master of He Mansion had a big business of five hundred taels to discuss.

Half an hour passed, He Qiaoxin took He San out of Jingweixuan Restaurant, and at the same time took the harvest of five hundred taels of silver and a signed contract.

In the blink of an eye, at noon, they took He San and them to eat on the street, and the group walked around the street with five boxes, which was still more eye-catching, and they ran a total of five houses in the morning, and harvested a total of two thousand five hundred taels of silver.

He Qiaoxin looked at the box, eating wontons, and knew that he was one step closer to his goal.

After eating, He Qiaoxin continued to carry out financing work according to the selected store. Visiting one by one, the time went quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was evening, He Qiaoxin took He San and a few of them, as well as eight boxes, and loaded them on two carriages and turned back home. The five-bite box brought halfway can no longer be loaded, He Qiaoxin had to think about buying three in a shop that sells boxes, as a result, the boss heard that He Qiaoxin is talking about business everywhere, and he has to enter a share, saying what he likes He Qiaoxin's poetry, and sent three boxes not to say, and by the way, he also took out five hundred taels of silver, and he had to invest, and after signing the contract, he politely sent He Qiaoxin out of the shop.

He Qiaoxin sat in the carriage, rubbing his legs, although his mental age was up to standard, his body was still a nine-year-old body, and he was still a little tired after running for a day.

The carriage counted the contracts, plus the boss who sold the boxes, a total of eighteen sheets, and a total of nine thousand taels of silver were raised. He Qiaoxin didn't expect that his reputation as a prodigy would bring him so much convenience, and he all believed in himself, as long as he found it, he would definitely invest and cooperate.

After dinner, He Qiaoxin returned to the room to wash and fell asleep. Not long after falling asleep, He Wenyuan, who had listened to He San's report, was about to come over to take a look, but when he saw that He Qiaoxin had fallen asleep, he shook his head, showed a distressed face, and turned around and walked towards his room.

In a month of time, He Qiaoxin finally ended the fundraising, and the capital also spread all over He Wenyuan's son, the prodigy He Qiaoxin was ready to do a business called a newspaper, and there were countless businessmen involved in the capital, and only He Qiaoxin himself knew how many people participated.

He Qiaoxin was pointing to the building in front of him and asked He San.

"Third uncle, not bad... This shop is a good fit, right... Have you found all the people I asked you to find? ”

He San was beside He Qiaoxin, and replied respectfully: "The third young master, I have already found all the talents, they are all talents who have failed this year, and they are all students who have not been admitted to the examination, and they have also said the requirements and work content, and the editor's treatment of two taels of silver a month, as well as food and accommodation, they are all happy to agree." ”

He Qiaoxin laughed, thinking that it would be strange if these talented students could be unhappy, studying to gain fame is just to get ahead, and the ordinary people have the opportunity to be officials, but now eighty percent of the officials in the Ming Dynasty are only less than one or two silver per month, which is still high, which is why the prefect of the Qing Dynasty for ten years, ten thousand taels of snowflake silver, this is the case in the prefect's house, but how many students can study in high school, and finally become the prefect?

The salary of two taels of silver a month, these talented students who didn't win the lottery feel like winning the lottery, how can they not do it, and they are still doing the work of reviewing articles.

In December of the first year of orthodoxy, a store called Daming Times Publishing House in the capital was renovated and opened. On the third day of the first month, famous bookstores all over the country put on the "Daming Times", the price is 15 yuan a copy, these newspapers are free to put in the bookstore for trial sale, bookstores around the country have also negotiated with the Daming Times Publishing House this month, if it is popular, the follow-up will be 7 yuan per copy.

Beijing Xinhua Bookstore is a large bookstore chain in Beijing, with four branches and one head office in Beijing.

Xinhua Book Company is also one of the stores participating in the Daming Times, and the Daming Times was placed in the most conspicuous position of the four stores of Xinhua Book Company on this day.

Someone bought it, and naturally some people asked, Fang Qi was a jinshi last year, a person from the capital, and was assigned to the Criminal Department as an official with a file classification, although he only had eight grades, he also felt good. Reading has allowed him to have all this, even now that he has become an official, he still comes to Xinhua Bookstore from time to time to take a stroll and buy some books to go back to learn about the past.

As soon as I entered the door of Xinhua Bookstore today, I saw that the most conspicuous position of the famous book was replaced by something similar to Di Bao, and I picked it up and took a look, what is the first issue of the Daming Times, and at this time I also saw that the shop guy was holding a few signboard notices with the words "Daming Times, keep up with the trend" at the door.

After taking a closer look, the content on this first section shocked his heart, the imperial court rarely issued palace newspapers, and some information was always known to him as a petty official of the eighth grade.

What catches my eye is a title "Inner Offering Moderation", the content is also detailed, writing that in November recently, the little emperor removed the new gate officials in the Yongle and Xuande periods, and stopped the procurement and construction of Western ships and other redundant expenses, so that the people were poor.

There is also a great Confucian Chen Xianzhang commenting on this move

This section also writes about the events related to this move, such as the reduction of the internal offerings, especially in detail, molasses, preserved fruits, ghee, tea buds, japonica glutinous, corn, medicinal herbs, or halved or two-thirds of the older ones. The dining utensils used by the emperor, such as the golden dragon and phoenix white porcelain utensils made by the Ministry of Industry in Nanjing, and the vermilion meal boxes made in Raozhou, are also cut by many provinces.

This comment is on He Wenyuan, the right attendant of the Criminal Department, who commented that although this move is good, if the officials use things in the future and ask for them frequently, it may lead to greater hardship among the people.

After reading it, Fang Qi found that the guy was staring at him, and he was embarrassed to look at it in vain.

"That man, get me a copy of this famous newspaper."

The guy sighed: "Fifteen cents a piece." ”

Fang Qi took out fifteen cents and gave it to the guy, settled the account and hurried home, he really wanted to see what else there was.

There are still many people who want to leave the checkout, all holding a copy of the Daming Times in their hands, Wei Ling is one of them, he is a die-hard fan of He Qiaoxin, just passing by at the door, seeing the notice set up, remembering that the business that He Qiaoxin wanted to do in the previous stage was what the Daming Times.

After coming in, I picked up a copy, and saw He Qiaoxin's new poems in the second section behind me, and I also settled the account, and was ready to return to Guozijian to share it with my classmates as soon as possible.

Only on the first day, the Daming Times is extremely popular, the country's major bookstores are extremely popular, what's more, in the evening still insist on business, some bookstores have a small share of trial sales, are out of stock, one day, fermentation is very fast, the Daming Times up to the princes and nobles, down to the three religions and nine streams, all to read the Ming Times as the trend, who does not have a copy in their hands, or has not read, it is simply out of touch with the times.

At night, He Mansion was very lively, He Wenyuan's family was eating, and they were very happy to listen to He San's report on the return of the Daming Times of the Beijing bookstore. He Wenyuan was also emotional, he didn't expect that one day he would be able to express his opinions and show his face.

He Qiaoxin heard the popular Daming Times, and knew in his heart that this was done, so he pondered, ate a mouthful of braised fish, and said to He San:

"Third uncle, tomorrow notify the various cooperative printing workshops, according to today's sales volume in all parts of the country double printing, and strive for a week after the second issue of the quantity guarantee, by the way, don't forget to comment on what is called Chen Xianzhang in Guangdong hurry up to write an eight-strand essay published in the second issue of the poetry and song section, the manuscript fee will be given one hundred taels, so be it."

He San answered "yes" and turned to leave, He Qiaoxin turned his head and saw his father He Wenyuan looking at him, and then heard He Wenyuan say a word.

"That Qiao Xinwu'er, what about the manuscript fee for my review?"

He Qiaoxin: "Uh......! ”

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