In the Ganlu Palace.
After about an hour, Li Er finally finished reading all the contents of the newspaper. He did not frown or criticize or scold the "clickbait" articles at the end and the novel at the end. He just smiled thoughtfully and said to Zhao Song,
"Zhao Song, this newspaper that you found is quite interesting. I see that it says that there is a daily edition here. From now on, send me a daily edition of the newspaper."
Zhao Song heard Li Er and smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum. He bowed and said,
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Oh, right, how much is the price of this newspaper?"
Li Er thought for a while and said.
"Your Majesty, the price of this newspaper is five coins per copy!"
"It's so cheap. Doesn't that mean that ordinary people can also afford to buy newspapers?"
Li Er raised his eyebrows and said in surprise. Unlike some fatuous emperors who did not know the ways of the people, Li Er was very familiar with the prices of the people. He knew how cheap a newspaper was at five coins per copy.
"Indeed, Your Majesty. I heard from the eunuch in the palace that there were people talking about the news in the newspaper in all the taverns in Chang 'an today! Every time Li Xianzhi comes up with something new, the people of Chang 'an will talk about it for a long time. "
Li Er thought for a while and shook his head with a smile. "Heh, this kid still has a conscience this time. He did not set a high price for profit. I don't know what he's thinking. But this is also a good thing. It can let the people know about the Tang Empire's national policy. It's also beneficial to the imperial court. Moreover, this newspaper will encourage more people to learn how to read. It's quite a good education. Li Zexuan, this kid, I'm afraid he's up to something big! "
…
"Steward Ma, two people came to the workshop to deliver manuscripts. They said that their master is coming over to submit a manuscript."
In the backyard of the workshop, in the editorial department of Qiqu Culture.
A servant knocked on the door and came in. He bowed to Ma Zhou and reported.
Ma Zhou's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. He got up and took the manuscripts and said, "Okay, I got it. Song Xiaosi, thank you for your hard work!"
Song Xiaosi trembled. He did not expect Ma Zhou, a big shot in the workshop, to remember his name.
"Hehe, it's not hard, it's not hard at all. This is what I should do. Steward Ma, thank you for your hard work. "
Song Xiaosi hurriedly said with a smile.
Ma Zhou smiled and said, "Well, if there are any submissions in the future, please send them to me as soon as possible. This is very important."
"Yes, I will remember. If Steward Ma has nothing else, I will take my leave."
Ma Zhou smiled and nodded. After Song Xiaosi left the room, he sat down and read the article seriously. After a while, he clapped his hands and laughed. "Good article, good article. It seems that tomorrow's newspaper needs to be changed."
With that, he took the manuscript and hurried out to the printing department of the workshop.
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The next morning.
With the beating of the morning drum in the bell tower, the city of Chang 'an, which had been asleep all night, was awakened. The pedestrians and peddlers who had woken up early also walked out of the shop and began a tiring day of running around.
"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers! Fresh out of the Tang Dynasty Daily, today's headline was: Blood Wind Stockade is heartless enough to kidnap innocent girls. Li County's man is enraged by a beauty, draws his sword and challenges Beimang Mountain alone! If you want to know what will happen, you only need to pay five coins! "
Early in the morning, a newspaper boy on a skateboard wandered around the streets of Chang 'an. The crisp sound of selling newspapers woke up the people who had just woken up and were still in a daze. The passersby saw that these children were all neat and tidy and were very cute. Moreover, the story from the newspaper boy was really interesting. The most important thing was that the newspaper was not expensive. Many people had already bought the newspaper yesterday and the content was really interesting. Therefore, the passersby who woke up early all took out five copper coins to buy the newspaper.
"Hey, kid, wait, give me a copy of the newspaper!"
"Give me a copy too!"
"Give me a copy!"
…
Unlike the desolate sales situation yesterday morning, after a day of accumulation, many people knew that the content of the newspaper was really interesting. As soon as the newspaper boy came out, he was surrounded by many people.
"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone has one!"
"Auntie, you haven't paid yet!"
"Uncle, don't worry, here's your change!"
"Don't push, everyone must have one!"
…
The newspaper boy had never experienced such a scene and was a little flustered. However, these people still had some quality. Under the advice of the newspaper boy's young voice, although they did not manage to be orderly, at least there was no stampede.
After a quarter of an hour, the crowd in front of the newspaper boy finally dispersed. He breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly happy. According to today's situation, he would definitely be able to sell a lot of newspapers. When the time came, he would get a lot of money.
According to Li Zexuan's suggestion, Ma Zhou set the daily salary for these newspaper boys according to the number of newspapers they sold every day. For every five newspapers sold, they would get a commission of one coin. It was not that Li Zexuan was stingy, but for these children, earning a dozen coins a day was really a lot. Moreover, with the current price of the newspaper, the workshop was not making money. Now, they were making a loss. First, they had to build the reputation of the newspaper and then think about making money.
After Li Zexuan finished his breakfast, he sat in the carriage on the way to the Imperial College. Just as he stepped out of the door, he heard the newspaper boy's advertisement for selling newspapers. He almost vomited blood.
Ma Zhou was the one who came up with the advertising message for the newsboy. The message was changed every day. Yesterday, he was only concerned about the progress of the layout of today's newspaper and did not look at the content. In his opinion, since he used Ma Zhou, he should not doubt the people he used and not use the people he suspected. He should try his best to delegate as much power as possible. Of course, one could also say that he was lazy.
Who knew that he would put himself in the headlines by delegating power? This Ma Zhou was f * cking up trouble! How could an employee mess with his boss like this?
"San Bao, go and buy a newspaper for me!"
Li Zexuan's face was full of black lines as he shouted outside.
"Yes, Young Master!"
San Bao stopped the carriage outside and quickly went to buy a newspaper and handed it in.
Li Zexuan opened the newspaper and began to read it seriously. After a while, he touched his chin and muttered with a smug face, "Am I really that handsome? Not bad, not bad. This Ma Zhou's writing style is really good. Tsk tsk, this psychological description is so accurate. It deeply and vividly shows the anxiety of an infatuated man to save the woman he loves! Tsk tsk, this description of the action is so handsome. Haha, Ma Zhou, well done. When I go to the workshop, I will give you a raise! "
Li Zexuan was originally unhappy that his subordinate had made the headlines. However, when he saw Ma Zhou's wonderful description in the newspaper, the discomfort in his heart was immediately forgotten. Anyway, this news was not written by him, so there was no suspicion of him praising himself. At most, it could be considered as him praising himself!
Iron Egg heard his master's shameless words and quickly lowered his head to cover his face. He could not help but snicker.
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