The largest printing room.

Huo Tao broke in with the two guards.

At this time, the mechanical mechanism is operating steadily and unhurriedly, and the craftsmen are also concentrating on their work.

Trample! Trample! Trample!

Li Rong, who was the supervisor, was the first to find Huo Tao, and hurriedly walked over and greeted: "Chief steward, why are you here?"

Huo Tao glanced at Li Rong, raised his hand and pointed at the bronze printing machine, and asked coldly: "Is what is printed now the comics that the young master said?"

Li Rong choked in his heart.

Huo Tao's face is not good, I'm afraid it's not that the person who came is not good.

"Yes, the chief steward, what is printed in it is the comic that I just got from the young master, the Divine Soldier Xuanqi."

Although there was an ominous premonition, Li Rong still said so without concealing it.

"Let them stop at once and shut down the printing press for me," Huo Tao ordered in a cold voice.

Li Rong was shocked: "This, the chief steward, this is what the young master ordered, and there is no way to deal with it if I close it here."

Huo Tao turned his head and glared at Li Rong violently, and asked, "Just now, the young master said that he would change the best shop in the house to sell comics.

Do you know how much money that shop makes in a year?

If I am Huo Huo by the young master, how can you let me explain to the master, if I am not good, you don't want to be good."

Li Rong was stunned when he heard this.

The young master's pen is big enough, as soon as he comes up, he will attack the shop in Wubenfang, will he be too impatient.

The business of that shop can account for forty percent of the business of Chang'an, and it is easy not to act rashly.

"I said, stop it all for me, close the mechanism, and don't print it anymore," Huo Tao shouted angrily, and the craftsmen present stopped their work and looked back at him.

"Yes, Grand Steward."

"Yes, Grand Steward."

"Yes, Grand Steward."

……

Everyone immediately began to stop work, turned off the printing machine, and the bronze mechanism that flashed a circle of white light gradually fell silent, and the roar disappeared.

Li Rong was a little anxious.

He received this task from the young master, how can he be good now.

"Bring me the comics, I want to see what the hell is that makes the young master confused," Huo Tao sat down in the position of overseer, and Li Rong hurriedly went up and poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

A craftsman came over with a comic book, and Li Rong took it and handed it to Huo Tao.

Huo Tao took a sip of tea and put it down, took the comic book and looked at it, the cover was a pure blue cover, and the four big characters of Shenbing Xuanqi were printed on it.

"Unremarkable".

Huo Tao commented, but he still resisted the urge to put it down, opened the cover, and the next moment, his eyes were directly round.

"This, this, this, what kind of painting is this, can a painting still be painted like this?"

Page by page.

Huo Tao's hands had begun to tremble, and his lips trembled.

But his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he could shoot light, and the comic book in his hand was no longer a picture album at this moment, but directly turned into a mountain of gold in his eyes.

"Good, good, good drawing.

Wonderful experience.

I can't wait to know the follow-up"!

Huo Tao closed the last page, took a long breath of relief, showed an unfinished expression on his face, and praised him.

Li Rong stood aside and smiled.

He brought the comics back to the workshop at that time, and all the people who had read them said that they were good, and even the craftsmen who did not read much read read them with relish, and asked him to urge the draft, wanting to see the story behind it quickly.

He was not surprised that the Divine Soldier Xuanqi Comics could conquer the Great Steward.

Looking at Huo Tao, who was surging because of the Shenbing Xuanqi comics, Li Rong's eyes rolled and he smiled: "Hey, the painting is good, it's a pity, it's a pity."

Huo Tao looked at him in surprise: "What is a pity."

"It's a pity that you can't take it out and sell it, otherwise you will definitely make a lot of money, this comic will definitely be popular, especially in the Wubenfang, where there are all students who are studying, and the young ones like these novelties the most," Li Rong said with a pretended regretful face.

Huo Tao's cheeks twitched.

The comics in my hand suddenly became hot.

Thinking back to everything that had just happened and what was happening now, I suddenly blushed a little.

The young master is wise, he sees the potential of comics, and he clearly knows who the comics are aimed at.

This is the reason why the young master wants to transform the Wu Benfang.

He actually contradicted the young master when he didn't know what the comics were, and he also sabotaged the comic printing to stop.

He is a sinner of the royal family!

But fortunately, there is still a chance to make amends.

"Li Rong".

"Yes, Archsteward".

"You immediately command the restart of printing, by the way, how many copies does the young master let you print"?

"One hundred, the chief steward, but I'm going to print two hundred."

"Well, that's a good job, but two hundred copies are enough, not enough, you tell the workshop not to stop, print a thousand copies for me.

I'll go back immediately and choose nine of the shops in Chang'an City, and change it together with the one in Wubenfang, whether the Wang family can go to the next level in the future depends on this time, you know."

Li Rong nodded yes and snickered secretly.

Huo Tao's cheeks were slightly red, and he had just stopped printing comics with such fanfare when he entered the door, but now he suddenly had to resume again, this time it was a shame.

But for the sake of business, the face is nothing.

This cartoon has a lot to offer.

"By the way, Li Rong, come here."

Li Rong stepped forward.

Huo Tao whispered a few words in Li Rong's ear.

Li Rong nodded frequently to show that he understood.

Huo Tao came and went quickly, like a gust of wind.

Sending Huo Tao away, Li Rong returned to the printing room and opened the printing machine again with a wave of his hand, and shouted at the same time: "Hurry up for me, I heard the words of the chief steward just now, a thousand copies, not two hundred, all hurry."

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Takehonbo.

Wang's shop covers an area of fifty or sixty square meters, rectangular, the depth is relatively deep, but the width is not wide.

In the Wubenfang, where every inch of land is expensive, this shop is expensive, and the Wang family spent a lot of money to buy the relationship to get one.

At this time, Wang Daofeng was directing the guys in the shop to hang up the closing signs, and then began to clean up the calligraphy and painting calligraphy on the counters and shelves.

In the future, this store will only sell comics, and although there is only one book now, there will inevitably be many of them in the future.

He has already understood the essence of comics, and now he has an idea in his head, as long as he makes those tool drawings that his teacher gave him, he can start creating.

"Young master, I have taken all the calligraphy and painting calligraphy off the shelves according to what you said," the shopkeeper found Wang Dao Feng and reported.

He is the shopkeeper of the Wubenfang appointed by the Wang family, named Luo Xie, he is a scholar, but unfortunately he failed in the exam and failed to be an official, and now he is over forty years old and can only rely on arithmetic to make a living.

Wang Daofeng nodded, and then as long as Li Rong sent the comic book over, he could start selling.

"In vain".

Wang Daofeng was enjoying the blueprint of the comics' hot sales in Middle-earth, and Zhao Zhao's voice came into his ears.

Turning around, at the door, Zhao Zhaozheng, who was dressed in lotus-patterned black and had a handsome and heroic face, was standing there openly.

Wang Daofeng hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Teacher, why did you appear in front of others?"

Zhao Zhao patted Wang Daofeng's shoulder and said with a smile: "In the future, the teacher will show you the store, so it will be inconvenient to live in your inner world again."

What, the teacher doesn't live on me anymore?

Wang Daofeng's eyes widened, and he was ecstatic in his heart.

It would be great if the teacher didn't live in his heart.

Just because the teacher lives in his heart, he doesn't even dare to fantasize about the phoenix with Shuji, it's really too unfree.