"October 3rd!" The porter was busy.

Today is September 27, and there are still five or six days to go until October 3.

It does not affect the distribution of Daming Daily.

Lan Bin opened the post and looked at it, counted the time, and nodded: "Okay, I know!"

Tone fell, took Thursday to the backyard. …………

This day is the day when the first issue of Daming Daily was issued.

Lan Bin came to the Daming Daily newspaper office early, gathered all the Daming newspaper boys, reiterated the skills of selling newspapers, and after the words, he asked them to bring a customized satchel containing Daming Daily and leave the newspaper office.

Because it was the first time they were selling newspapers, and they were not very old, the oldest was only thirteen or fourteen years old, the same age as Lan Bin. So when they went out of the newspaper, Lan Bin also accompanied them all the way.

Soon, Lan Bin came to the street with the newsboys of the Ming Dynasty, looked at the pedestrians of all colors, and looked at the newsboys carrying customized cloth bags.

He smiled and said, "Let's get started!"

"Those who come from the south, those who go north, the freshly baked Daming Daily, are delivered for free, on a first-come, first-served basis!"

The Daming edition of the newsboys were still a little weak and couldn't wipe off their face, but after looking at Lan Bin who was accompanying them, worried about losing their newspaper selling errands, they all pulled their throats and shouted loudly.

The passers-by around were caught off guard and startled by their shouting, but when they heard the word free, their lively nature came, and they all gathered around, gossiping: "Boy, you just said it's free, what's free?"

"What is Daming Daily? Why have you never heard of it?"

"Yes, yes, I haven't heard of it, is there any daily newspaper in Nanjing or the city?"

The Daming newspaper boys were so frightened by the passers-by that they almost subconsciously retreated, forgetting even the coping method taught by Lan Bin.

Lan Bin was not surprised when he saw this scene, originally these newsboys were not very old, and they were all honest farmers with little experience.

The first time I encountered the current situation, I retreated, but it was normal. Look at the book

However, he believes that when these newsboys go through it a few more times, they will naturally grow up.

Thinking about this, he walked out from behind the newsboys and arched his hand to the people around him: "Uncles and uncles, please be quiet for a moment. I'm here to answer your questions!"

The onlookers looked at Lan Bin's dress, and at a glance, they knew that he was the son of a big family, and they were already curious about the Daming Daily that the newsboys had just shouted, so they were very face-saving and quiet.

Lan Bin summoned a newsboy, took out a copy of Daming Daily from the cloth bag he was carrying, and raised his hand and said, "Everyone, this is Daming Daily. You can interpret it as a folk newspaper."

"In the future, the big and small affairs of the court will be published on it. If you are in need, you can buy it yourself."

"Today is the first issue of Daming Daily, in order to celebrate this day, the first issue of Daming Daily will be given away for free, and each person is limited to one copy!"

"Thank you!"

"Give me a copy, give me a copy!"

The people around didn't know Daming Daily, but they had all heard the Di Daily, plus the word free, all of them were in high spirits, stretched out their hands, and gossiped.

Lan Bin didn't ask the newsboys to deliver the newspaper as soon as possible, but said loudly: "Don't squeeze, come one by one."

While talking, it took a lot of speech to make the people around him line up.

When the surrounding people lined up, Lan Bin divided the newsboys into two teams, one team was responsible for distributing newspapers, and the other team was responsible for delivering newspapers.

And the person who received the newspaper, after receiving a copy, left.

Gradually, there were fewer people receiving newspapers, Lan Bin took a look, transferred most of the newsboys, changed places, and continued to deliver newspapers for free.

Cycle.

Because it was a newspaper delivery, in less than two hours, the first issue of 30,000 newspapers of Daming Daily was sent out, except for the newspapers needed by storytellers and poor students.

One

Time, on the streets of Nanjing and the city, passers-by with newspapers in their hands can be seen everywhere. …………

East Chang'an Street, Yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

An official from Wupin hurriedly came to the outside of the public house of Liu Zhongzhen, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, with a newspaper in his hand, knocked on the door, and after getting permission from inside, pushed the door in.

Said anxiously: "Uncle Zong, it's not good, something big has happened!"

"What's the matter, so flustered?" Liu Zhongzhen, who was sitting in front of the table, recognized the person as Zheng Tuo, a member of the Ministry of Rites, frowned, and said unhappily.

Zheng Tuo didn't care about Liu Zhongzhen's displeasure, hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the newspaper in his hand: "Uncle Zong, you take a look at this first!"

"What is this?" Liu Zhong suspiciously took over the Daming Daily.

"This is on the way to Yamen, a child gave it to me, called Daming Daily!"

Zheng Tuo said again: "Uncle Zong, take a look at the content above!"

Daming Daily?

What is it?

Liu Zhongzhi thought about it, and after making sure that he hadn't heard the four words of Daming Daily, he heard Zheng Tuo's words later, spread out Daming Daily, and looked down.

At first glance, he saw the newspaper in the center, the four big characters of Daming Daily, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes moved down, Lan Bin's business tax article attracted his eyes.

At first, he was a little unhappy when he saw Lan Bin's business tax article, which was written in the vernacular. But when he saw the content of the article clearly, his expression became serious.

As the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, although he is only responsible for the etiquette and education of the imperial court, regardless of the imperial court taxation and other matters, he knows about the trial of commercial taxation in Yingtianfu.

Moreover, recently, the emperor has convened six Shangshu to re-discuss and formulate the commercial tax rate.

It's just that there is a lot of opposition to the collection of commercial tax, and now the commercial tax rate has been reformulated, and according to the emperor's intention, the new commercial tax rate is unprecedented.

This has led to a growing number of voices of opposition.

So far, there has been no debate about the reformulation of commercial tax rates.

And now there is such a copy among the people, the so-called Daming Daily, and it is still on the daily newspaper, openly commenting on commercial taxation and supporting commercial taxation.

Let's not talk about the Daming Daily so openly discussing the government and politics, whether there is any violation of the system, that is, the current imperial court has not yet made a final decision on the collection of commercial taxes, and there are so many people who oppose the collection of commercial taxes.

Thinking about it, he finished reading the six articles in the Daming Daily, put the daily newspaper on the table, and tapped his fingers on the table: "Lord Zheng, you just said that this Daming Daily was given to you by a child?"

"Did I send you just one person, or did I send a lot of people?"

"It has been sent to a lot of people, and as far as I can see, this Daming Daily has given away hundreds of copies!" Zheng Tuo said busily.

Sent out a few hundreds? So much?