Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 401, Daming Morning Post Issue [-]

Hongzhi [-]th July [-]st.

It was only Yinshi at this time, the night was shrouded, there was not even a ray of light in the sky, and it was pitch black outside, but the Ming Morning Post was brightly lit, and everyone was busy.

"Hurry up~ hurry up~"

"Everyone come and get fifty newspapers~"

In the courtyard, Jiang Chao shouted to more than a hundred newsboys, all the newsboys lined up and received fifty newspapers in a very orderly manner, and then put the newspapers into a diagonal bag made of cloth.

"Yesterday I asked everyone to shout slogans, do you all remember?"

The newsboys read another newspaper, Jiang Chao asked again.

"Remember~"

All the newsboys nodded one after another.

“Very good~”

Jiang Chao nodded in satisfaction, then pointed to a newsboy and said, "Come and shout."

"Yes~"

The newspaper boy said respectfully, and then opened his throat and began to shout: "Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, the Tartars seized customs, and soldiers invaded Gansu and Shaanxi~"

When the newsboy was yelling, he took out a few newspapers and waved his hands continuously. Jiang Chao was also satisfied with his appearance.

"That's right, that's it~"

"Did everyone else see it?"

"I see~"

All the newsboys said in unison again.

"Very good, everyone should remember that the more newspapers you sell, the more money you will get. If you want to make money, don't be afraid. You have to speak out loudly and be bold."

"Does everyone know?"

Jiang Chao nodded in satisfaction, and then told these newspaper boys again, they were all eleven or twelve years old, they were all children, and they were relatively timid.

"I know~"

The newsboys replied again.

"The voice is too low, I can't hear clearly~"

Jiang Chao deliberately pretended not to hear clearly.

"I know~"

All the newsboys roared again very neatly and loudly.

"Very good~ let's go eat."

Only then did Jiang Chao nodded in satisfaction to signal them to have breakfast.

When these newsboys heard this, they ran faster than rabbits one by one, and rushed towards the direction of the restaurant.

"Oh~oh~"

Accompanied by the crowing of cocks, a red morning glow began to appear in the eastern sky. The morning court here in the Imperial Palace and Jinluan Hall has been going on for a while, and the common people in the capital are getting up one after another. A new day is about to begin.

"Let's go~"

Jiang Chao looked at the neatly arranged newsboys gathered in the courtyard again, looked at the time, and waved his hand.

More than a hundred newsboys immediately turned around in a very orderly manner, and began to walk towards the gate of the Daming Morning Post. They had already allocated areas in advance, and each was in charge of a street. After the Ming Morning Post came out, Many newsboys quickly walked towards their assigned area.

Wang Tiedan looked at the dark sky outside, and then at the still empty street. He seemed very nervous. While tightly hugging the newspaper in his bag, he quickly moved towards the newspaper he had allocated. walk down the street.

This time Wang Tiedan was very lucky. The area he allocated was a street in the elite area of ​​the capital. The people in these areas were all dignitaries in the capital, and the newspaper must be very popular.

If you were assigned to the slums on the capital side, who would spend five cents to buy your newspaper? Of course, the first few issues were given away, but there are very few literate people in the slums. I do not know.

But at this time, Wang Tiedan was not happy because he was assigned to the powerful district. Instead, he felt nervous and scared, afraid that he would offend the nobles, and that he would be beaten to death and there would be no place to reason.

It is getting closer and closer to its own area, and the surrounding areas are already rich and powerful, with high-profile families, huge thresholds, big lions placed at the door, and servants, guards and others guarding the door.

Walking in such an area, Wang Tiedan became more nervous, especially when someone noticed him, his legs trembled with fright, and he was too scared.

After all, he is still a child, and he is also a child of ordinary people, so it is normal to be afraid.

The sky gradually brightened, and the rising sun flooded the land with sunshine. There were more and more people on the street, there were servants and servants who went out to buy goods, and there were also dignitaries in carriages and sedan chairs. Wang Tiedan tried his best to rely on Walking along the street, for fear that he would affect those noble people.

"The newspaper is sold~"

Wang Tiedan looked at the newspaper in his arms, and remembered Jiang Chao's instructions, so he called out.

It's just that his voice was so small that only he could hear it. He was really a little nervous and a little scared.

But soon, he thought of money, and thought of cute copper coins. With money, he could buy the meat buns he likes to eat, and he could also buy some for his younger brothers and sisters.

Thinking of this, Wang Tiedan gritted his teeth and began to yell loudly: "I'm selling newspapers, I'm selling newspapers~"

"Tartars buckle the customs, soldiers offend sweet potatoes, Shaanxi~"

"The newspaper is sold ~ the newspaper is sold ~"

"Southwest chieftain rebellion~"

Accompanied by Wang Tiedan's yelling, people in the surrounding streets looked over one after another, and they were all slightly taken aback, not understanding what was going on with the newspaper selling.

"Go and call that child over~"

At the door of a noble family, a gentleman-like man was about to go out in a carriage. When he heard the sound, he looked over and saw Wang Tiedan holding a newspaper in his hand and shouting while walking.

The newspaper, the Tartar customs clearance, and the southwestern chieftain's rebellion were immediately attracted, so he gave instructions to the people around him.

"Kid~kid~"

"Come here, come here~ Our master is calling you."

Hearing this, the servant beside him ran to Wang Tiedan's side and called Wang Tiedan over.

"Meet the nobleman~"

Wang Tiedan looked very nervous, he didn't even dare to look up at people, and he said respectfully when he came to the luxurious carriage.

"What's the matter with your newspaper?"

Master Li looked at Wang Tiedan and asked curiously.

"Returning to the nobleman, I am the newsboy of the Ming Morning Post. I specialize in selling newspapers. Would you like a copy?"

Wang Tiedan said nervously.

"newspaper?"

"Okay, how do you sell it?"

Master Li looked at the newspaper in Wang Tiedan's hand, smiled and said.

"One piece for five cents~ No, that's not right, we gave it away for free in the first few issues."

Wang Tiedan immediately replied, then remembered that the previous issues were free, and quickly changed his words, then respectfully took out a newspaper and presented it respectfully.

These are also taught by Jiang Chao. Selling newspapers is tantamount to doing business. Since it is a business, the service attitude must be good, so you must be respectful, both in words and in actions.

"Thank you~"

"There is a reward~"

Master Li looked at Wang Tiedan's respectful expression, took the newspaper, opened it, and saw the content on it, he immediately regained his energy, and gave instructions to the servant beside him.

"Your reward~"

When the servant next to him heard this, he quickly took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket and handed them to Wang Tiedan.

"Thank you for the reward~"

Wang Tiedan held a handful of copper coins in both hands, which was worth twenty or thirty cash, and his immature hands could hardly hold it, so he was very happy and thanked.

"Hmm~"

Master Li nodded in satisfaction, took the newspaper into the carriage, sat down comfortably, opened the newspaper and read it carefully.

"Tartars buckle the customs, soldiers offend sweet potatoes, Shaanxi~"

The first thing to see is naturally the important event placed in the most prominent position, so you can read it very quickly.

"This is very novel. It goes from top to bottom, from left to right, and there are these strange rich people. It makes people read very smoothly. There are even notes below~"

Master Li also became energetic all of a sudden, carefully studied the newspaper, and soon discovered its difference.

"Interesting~"

Master Li nodded again and again, and then began to look with relish.

"These hateful Tartars burn, kill, loot, and commit all kinds of crimes. The imperial court should send a large army to wipe them out~"

"Beautiful job, Southwest Tusi really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, Yelang is arrogant and dares to rebel, and the mountain camp is brave, he is really the most important weapon of the country~"

Master Li was very absorbed in reading it. He immediately fell in love with this new newspaper, and he kept shouting out while reading it.

"Will the prodigal son return for gold?"

"It's actually about Wang Enyi. This prodigal son, I have already said that once Mr. Wang Shirui leaves, he will definitely lose his family fortune. I didn't expect that it has only been a few months, and he has already fallen to this point."

"If the prodigal son turns back, he won't change his money. It's just that the family business is gone. It will be difficult to make a comeback."

"Old Wang is amazing, he even thought of this first. It turned out that he had deposited his money in the First Bank of Daming for thirty years, with an annual interest of 2%. Interest on silver..."

Soon after seeing the report about Wang Enyi, he couldn't help but think: "Is this really feasible? Do you want to deposit some money?"

"Anyway, it's useless to keep this money at home. It's actually worth the interest when it's deposited in the First Bank of Daming."

Mr. Li was very absorbed in reading it. He read it carefully and relished it. While reading it, he thought about the things he had encountered. He immediately felt that this newspaper was very good.

"Not bad~ not bad~"

……

"The newspaper is sold ~ the newspaper is sold ~"

On the other side, Wang Tiedan, who received the bounty, seemed to be full of chicken blood. The fear and fear in his heart disappeared completely, and his mind was full of money.

This nobleman rewarded thirty copper coins as soon as he tipped casually, which made him very excited. Jiang Chao had already said in advance that if someone tipped, you will be counted as much as the tip.

This means that the thirty copper coins that were rewarded are all his own. Thirty copper coins, he has never received much money, and his mind is always thinking about continuing to sell newspapers.

So he let go completely, opened his throat and kept yelling.

"Come here, kid~"

Soon, the business came again, and another master who was about to go out called Wang Tiedan over.

Soon a newspaper was sold, and Wang Tiedan received a reward of more than a dozen coins, which made him even more excited and began to yell loudly.

At this time, the entire capital gradually woke up from sleep as the sky became brighter, and there were more and more pedestrians on the streets.

"The newspaper is sold ~ the newspaper is sold ~"

"The Tartars seized the customs, and the soldiers invaded Gansu and Shaanxi~"

One after another, newsboys were walking on the street, holding newspapers in their hands, yelling incessantly at the top of their voices.

It was the first time I heard someone selling newspapers, and it immediately attracted the attention of young and old in the capital. Because it was given away for free, basically anyone who asked questions could get a newspaper.

Here in the entire capital, the first issue of the Ming Morning Post issued more than [-] copies. More than a hundred newsboys kept walking on the streets, yelling, and soon each newspaper was distributed.

Here is a tea house in the capital.

As the sun gradually rises, the teahouse becomes extremely busy. The young and old in the capital like to drink tea. It is also a very enjoyable thing to come to the teahouse to drink tea and eat breakfast this morning.

"The newspaper is sold ~ the newspaper is sold ~"

The sound of the newsboy selling newspapers immediately attracted the attention of the guests in the teahouse.

"Kid, come here, how do you sell this newspaper?"

The shopkeeper of the teahouse called the newspaper boy over and said.

"If you return to the nobleman, the first few issues of this newspaper will be given away for free, and the rest will be five cents a piece~"

"I will send you a copy today, I wish you a prosperous business~"

The newsboy was very good at talking, with a sweet mouth, and respectfully gave a newspaper to the shopkeeper of the teahouse.

"Okay~Okay, I reward you."

When the shopkeeper of the teahouse heard this, he immediately laughed happily, took out five copper coins and rewarded them to the newsboy.

"Thank you, my lord~ Thank you, my lord~"

The newsboy took the reward, thanked him quickly, left the teahouse and continued yelling on the street.

The owner of the teahouse held the newspaper and read it carefully, and the more he read it, the more energetic he became.

"Old Zhao, what did the newspapers say?"

"Read it to everyone."

A frequent visitor said to the shopkeeper of the teahouse very curiously.

"OK~"

The restaurant owner's service attitude is very good, and the guests have needs, so he also picked up the newspaper and began to read.

"On the eighteenth day of the seventh month of the twelfth year of Hongzhi, the Tartar soldiers divided into two groups to invade our Daming..."

As the shopkeeper began to read the newspaper, the guests in the restaurant became quieter and listened quietly.

"These hateful Tartars~ dare to offend my Ming Dynasty again and again. I think back to when I became the ancestors, my Da Ming army killed seven in and seven out on the grassland, and the grassland wolves surrendered. I don't want to let the Tartars fight against me in my Daming!" Burning, killing and looting in the territory is really outrageous."

"That's right~ It would be great if there was a general like Li Guang, how could he be called Huma Duyin Mountain."

"Okay~ The mountain battalion is brave, and easily wiped out the southwestern chieftain's rebellion."

As the shopkeeper of the teahouse read the newspaper, the whole teahouse mobilized their emotions. When they encountered angry things, they couldn't help but slapped the table one after another. When they encountered good things, they all applauded.

"Boss, have you finished reading?"

"No, there are many more in the future."

"Then have another pot of tea, and another plate of dim sum~ After listening to this newspaper, we can leave."

"Me too, Xiaoer, bring me another pot of tea, and a few more side dishes."

The newspaper immediately attracted the attention of the guests in the teahouse. Some of the guests who were about to get up and leave, but heard that the newspaper had not been read, did not leave in a hurry. Go after listening.

And those who were in a hurry to leave came to the street, looking for the newsboy who just sold the newspaper, and wanted to buy a newspaper and read it slowly after returning home.

"The newspaper is sold ~ the newspaper is sold ~"

One by one, newsboys are walking in the streets and alleys of the capital, adding new things to this increasingly noisy capital.

The sales of the morning newspapers were very good. In less than an hour, each newspaper boy had sold out all the newspapers in his hands.

Then one by one walked happily to the Ming Morning Post, while silently calculating how many tips they received this morning, touching the copper coins in their pockets from time to time, the whole person was very excited.

More than [-] newspapers were thrown into the capital, a city with a population of one million. Although the number was small and insignificant, it caused a thousand waves with one stone.

Soon, everyone in the capital knew about newspapers.

In places like restaurants, teahouses, restaurants, etc. in the capital, everyone is discussing newspapers, their contents, state affairs, and anecdotes published in newspapers.

For the first time, everyone obtained information from the outside world in this way.

In this era of poor information and poor traffic, even the ordinary people in the capital can learn very little information, and it is only limited to the surrounding areas.

Of course, the capital city is under the foot of the Son of Heaven after all, and many times you can still know some things about the various places in Ming Dynasty, but it is limited to word of mouth. In many cases, three people become tigers, and the information will be distorted and not accurate enough.

It's different now. The Ming Dynasty Morning Post uses the form of a newspaper to let everyone know about the important national affairs of Ming Dynasty and some anecdotes that have never been heard before. This is very novel.

Naturally, it immediately attracted the attention of all the young and old in the capital. People like to gossip, and they all love to gossip, and they are also full of deep interest in all kinds of new things.

"Who has a newspaper~ who has a newspaper, please take a look~"

Many people who didn't get the newspaper looked around for someone to borrow the newspaper, wanting to see what the newspaper looked like and the contents of the newspaper.

As for those who were lucky enough to buy the newspaper, they sipped their tea in a very leisurely manner while raising their legs, and slowly and carefully read the contents of the newspaper.

Or there are a group of people around, and under the urging of everyone's anxious eyes, they slowly start to read the contents of the newspaper to everyone.

Those who can read are better, they can read the contents of the newspaper, but it doesn’t matter if they are not literate, anyway, some people can read it, read it, as long as they listen carefully, the contents of the newspaper are basically written in vernacular, just like We usually talk about the same.

When they heard someone reading the newspaper, they listened carefully, and then quickly spread the news in the newspaper.

"The Tartars were imprisoned again. They burned, killed and looted in Gansu and Shaanxi. I heard that many people died~"

"The chieftain in the southwest rebelled again, but it was put down by the mountain camp."

"Do you know that prodigal son who has become famous in the capital recently?"

"It's the Wang Enyi who lost all his family property in a few months, the one who was thrown out at the entrance of the casino last time."

"I heard that his father deposited [-] taels of silver for him in the First Bank of Daming before he died. The annual interest is [-]%, and he can receive more than [-] taels of interest from the First Bank of Daming every year. Afterwards, you can return the principal of [-] taels of silver all at once."

"There is such a thing?"

"It's fake, this deposit has interest, I'm afraid it didn't even swallow your [-] silver."

"Where is this false? The First Bank of Ming Dynasty is owned by Liu Zhuangyuan. I heard that the major shareholders are still today's emperor and prince. They will swallow your little money?"

"And this Wang Enyi has already received the first interest from the bank. In just two months, there are more than three thousand taels of silver. More than three thousand taels of silver is enough for you to eat for a lifetime."

"Is there really interest in depositing silver in the Daming First Bank?"

"This is still fake. Wang Enyi has already said that there is really interest. I heard that his prodigal son returned. He bought his ancestral house immediately after getting the interest. It can't be fake."

"Money makes money. It's useless to keep this money at home. It can also make money by depositing it. I'm going to deposit the ten taels of silver at home. This year, there will be hundreds of dollars in interest. A hundred coins can buy a lot of things.”

"I'm going too~ I'm going too~"

"I didn't know it before, and thought it was fake. Now that I think about it, I'm really stupid. If we have hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in the Daming First Bank, we can lie down and eat it from now on."

"The interest of tens of thousands of taels of silver a year can't be spent no matter how much money is spent."

"That's right, but we won't make much money in our lifetime, so we better stop having such daydreams."

　A chapter of [-] words~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)