Chapter 65: The Power of the Newspaper
No one expected that the "Chaobao" aroused the great interest of the people as soon as it came out, and for a time the teahouse restaurant was completely lively, and in the afternoon, there were many people who wanted to subscribe to the newspaper at the door of the small building where the newspaper hall was located, and most of them were the shopkeepers of the teahouse restaurant.
Seeing that there are a lot of people who are soliciting anecdotes, you can get one or two by giving some news, and everyone wants to try their luck with such a good thing, what if they are chosen?
The people in the newspaper were busy with their feet not touching the ground, Fu Li already knew that this newspaper would be popular as soon as it came out, and the corners of his mouth were grinning, and he hurriedly gathered people to start busy preparing for the next issue.
The wealthy merchant family in the west of the city was directly mad when they saw what was written in the newspaper, and it became known all over the city?
I wanted to find a newspaper theory, but when I heard that it was the newspaper of the imperial court, the emperor instructed it now, and the people in the room were directly dumbfounded.
The officials who have been watching a good show and are ready to reap the benefits here have no mind, and they began to investigate the case wholeheartedly.
Who knows if the emperor will also read the newspaper?
The family who had killed their daughter-in-law was almost drowned by the spittle of the people, and the daughter-in-law's family directly knocked on the door, and public opinion was one-sided.
Wen Mianmian took the newspaper and read it with her grandmother, and Mama Hua was also listening, and said jokingly: "Not to mention, it's really convenient to have this newspaper, and you can know the world without leaving this door." ”
Where did the ladies in the backyard go in the past to know who the governor of the Gyeonggi Yamen is?
Not to mention the backyard women, most people don't know about it.
Fu Youxian looked at the newspaper beautifully, he was very proud, half of a newspaper was made by his son, and he really wanted to go out and show off.
As for Fu Qian, who has always been steady, he is showing off with his classmates at the moment......
Wen Mian took the newspaper, smiled happily, and asked his subordinates, "This is Wang Huan?" ”
The subordinate nodded, "It's Lord Wang, it's very similar." ”
Wen Mian glanced at it a few more times, "How can Ben think he is not so good-looking, and he is quite angry." ”
Several subordinates laughed, and they were funny enough to ask the painter to draw one for the clerk, which must be more vigorous.
Wen Mian laughed, he didn't know that the person who painted it was his Lao Tzu, who made him busy lately.
As the protagonist of the first issue of "Chaobao", the new Gyeonggi Yamen Mansion Yin Wanghuan stood in front of the emperor with a red face, never expected that there would be such a beautiful day when he was an official for decades, he quietly listened to the evaluation of the people, and said that he was "magnificent", "young and strong", "doing things for the people", and he heard that he had a fever in his ears, and those people were simply too able to praise people.
The emperor was also reading the newspaper, and when he looked up at his happy appearance, he smiled, "Don't say it, you are indeed very good in this newspaper." ”
I don't know which painter it is, erased his shortcomings, magnified his advantages, and looks elegant and handsome.
"The officials of the imperial court should be more magnificent."
Hearing this, Wang Huan was even more excited, and he almost thought that he was going to become the face of the court.
"King Annan personally brought someone to paint Wechen, and he painted Wechen like this... Style, Weichen is happy in his heart. ”
The emperor said: "Now that the people of the whole city know about you and your actions, you are now staring at countless people, so don't let them down." ”
Wang Huan bowed his hand, "Weichen will do his best to share the emperor's worries and do things for the people." ”
"Good."
The emperor was equally pleased with the newspaper, and the chatter of the people of Kyoto reached his ears.
Winning the support of the people is the pursuit of every emperor, and at this moment he is more satisfied with Wen Mian and his sixth child.
The newspaper with the excitement of the people of Kyoto continues, but the newspaper office is getting busier and busier day by day, and Fu Li is about to sleep directly in the newspaper office and not go back.
Fu Youxian, who came back earlier and hit a wall again and again, suddenly found that his market was getting better, just because his son was in the newspaper and was still a steward, which suddenly made his market rise sharply, and the tide rose.
Fu Youxian's mood was very complicated, he never thought that he would one day be touched by the light of his youngest son, he smiled when he thought about it, Mrs. Fu glared at him with disgust, "It's been a little past the meal, the second child hasn't eaten yet, I sent someone to deliver the meal, do you want to take a look." ”
"Go, I'll send it to him, and by the way, I'll also look at the newspaper."
Mrs. Fu quipped: "I think you are here to show off." ”
Fu Youxian got up and pulled the clothes on his body, "Whoever let that be my son, I deserve to show it." ”
"By the way, I should have invited my brother-in-law's family to have a meal, and I have to thank my brother-in-law's family for this."
Mrs. Fu smiled, "I've arranged everything, the day after tomorrow, and my brother-in-law will rest the day after tomorrow." ”
In this way, Fu Youxian went out happily.
The second issue of "Chao Pao" was even more popular than expected, and the people in the newspaper had to hire an extra printing workshop to work day and night, and when people continued to look at the newspaper with interest, they suddenly saw a news in the corner of the newspaper that Xingshengfang began to sell ice, and the price was not too expensive.
"Is this ice price real, if it's true, I'm going to buy some in the next few months, and I can't sleep when it's hot."
"It's all so widely advertised, and you dare to raise the price at will, don't say it, I'm going to order some, and I'll use it for my wife in those days, so as to save her a hard summer."
"Let's take a walk, in previous years, we watched the rich and noble people's use of ice, and this year we will also enjoy it."
The shopkeeper of the teahouse restaurant went out again, and they all launched cold drinks, but ice is too expensive, and such a cheap ice can greatly reduce the cost.
In addition to these, the street vendors are also thinking about it, seeing that it is almost August 15, and the city of Kyoto will be lively again, and they can make a little more money by selling cold drinks at night.
As for whether it will be turned into a product?
Naturally, they had a way to wrap the barrel in a thick quilt and not bring it with them for half a day.
Wen Mianmian and Hua Jingyun, who had recovered, sat together in the teahouse opposite Xingshengfang, looking at the iceman who was blocked by the water at the entrance of Xingshengfang, and sighed, "You are simply amazing, you can get those trivial things done so quickly." ”
Hua Jingyun lowered his head and drank tea, and then smiled: "In the end, it is thanks to the power of the newspaper." ”
He is now convinced of what Wen Mianmian said about receiving publicity from the outside world, and as the first person to benefit from this, he is quite satisfied with this result.
"This newspaper loses a day when it is issued, and it can't even get back the capital for a penny, so it can't be cheap to take over the work, and you have to see what kind of influence it is, right?"
Looking at those who waved their money bags to buy ice, Wen Mianmian smiled, maybe the amount of dividends next month will be very gratifying.
Hua Jingyun saw that she was pinching a piece of hibiscus cake and eating it fragrantly, like a little rabbit, well, a little rabbit who loves silver.