The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1470
Qiao Xiaomai didn't expect Tong Tiehu to have such a brain, she was taken aback, and soon laughed.

This is indeed a brilliant idea.

However, it reminded her of something else: newspapers.

Can we publish newspapers?

If there are newspapers, then Yang Ye will not have to run around to publish anything that needs to be known by the people of Daqi, publish it in the newspaper, and distribute it to every county, and those who can afford it will pay for it. If you can’t afford it, send it to the government for free, let the government read it to the people, and after reading it, post it in a place with a lot of traffic for everyone to watch, just like a reading column for future generations.

And speaking of this newspaper, Qiao Xiaomai remembered the papermaking technique he wanted to improve.

She ran out of toilet paper long ago in her space and now uses silk.

Yes, like those dignitaries, she uses silk to go to the toilet.

This is very extravagant. Thinking about some people who can't even fill their stomachs, the guilt in her heart is hard to get rid of.

Papermaking, this must be put on the agenda.

If the papermaking technology is improved, it will be convenient to go to the toilet in the future, and the investment for scholars will be small.

Thinking of this, she raised the corners of her mouth, and her mood suddenly brightened, "I will go to the palace to discuss with the Supreme Emperor."

After leaving the palace and entering the palace again, Yang Wenxiao was a little surprised, "Why are you here again?"

"I have something to discuss with you."

Don't talk about the newspaper, but also ask Yang Wenxiao for the ticket collection.

Yu's mansion is in the wealthy area of ​​the capital, and those people randomly picked out one with a higher title than Tong Sanlang. If he wanted to sell tickets in that place, Yang Wenxiao had to nod.

After hearing her words, Yang Wenxiao was speechless for a while, "You really do everything you can to make money."

"This is what grandpa thought. Besides, didn't you give me this debt?" Qiao Mai said innocently.

"Chengchengcheng, it's my fault." Yang Wenxiao waved his hand and smiled. Anyway, the money was used for business in the end.

As for newspapers, this is very necessary. Tong Sanlang took out movable type printing, and printing things is much more convenient than before.

Publish one issue a month, and print the policies of the imperial court, and if there are frivolous news, they can also print frivolous news.

Very good.

That's a great idea.

"I originally thought that I would ask Saburo to write another novel while recuperating, but now that I have this newspaper, let him write it as a ghostwriter." Yang Wenxiao said.

"Um, we're going back to the manor at that time." Qiao Maimai hurriedly refused, and Tong Sanlang was still being ordered over such a trivial matter. Da Qi couldn't find anyone who could write articles?

Why do so many scholars eat?

"Let him write a novel." She hurriedly said.

When she refused, Yang Wenxiao smiled and didn't force it, so the matter was settled like this.

Yang Wenxiao sent Ren Zhong to Yu's mansion to sell the tickets, which had to be arranged before the houses around the mansion.

Then he asked people to publicize this matter in Zuixianlou, and at the same time, Jiweiju was also publicizing this matter.

New Year's Eve was the busiest day for these two big restaurants. As soon as the news came out, it immediately exploded and spread throughout the entire capital at the speed of light.

Qiao Xiaomai is going to come and slap her in the face for the dispute of the previous two days!
Qiao Mai is selling tickets!

The first row is 880 taels. Every time you push back a row, you will lose 110 taels of silver. The quantity is limited, first come, first served!

Daqi's first big show in the new year, if you miss today, you will regret it for a year!

(End of this chapter)