The newspaper office is a rented Sanjin courtyard. Not far from here is a workshop dedicated to printing. As long as you can spare the money, there is nothing that cannot be done in Hangzhou.

Inside the newspaper office, Xu Shen, who was in charge of printing, was scolding a steward of the printing workshop. His voice was so loud that it could be heard both inside and outside the newspaper office.

"If you don't have enough manpower, then go recruit. Money is a trivial matter. The most important thing is to print this newspaper as soon as possible. If you don't have enough engravings, then go buy it. If it doesn't work, you can only do it yourself. It will delay my nephew's important event.

I will make you walk around without being able to eat."

"Don't quibble. It's useless to quibble. Instead of complaining to me, it's better to get things done if you have the time."

Inside the accounting room, Zhao Mengting heard the loud noise outside, and her eyebrows furrowed. She pondered for a moment, and finally continued to settle the accounts. The expenses in the past few days were really huge, and the first issue of the newspaper had not yet come out.

Money is like running water. Xu Shen claimed that money is a trivial matter, but to Zhao Mengting, money is a big deal.

One of them is in charge of the inside and the other is in charge of the outside. Naturally, they have different thoughts. Xu Shen is responsible for spending money, while Zhao Mengting is responsible for managing money.

The only person in the newspaper who has nothing to do with money is Editor Zhou specially invited by Xu Qian. Editor Zhou is a scholar, but his family background is not good, he is over 40 years old, and there is no hope for the imperial examination. He was hired with a lot of money.

Came coquettishly.

Editor Zhou is now sorting out the manuscript for the first edition. He is the one proofreading it, sorting it out, and polishing it. Fortunately, he has enough time to prepare, so he is not in a hurry.

Xu Qian sat by the patio of the courtyard and looked up at the sky. He was a very honest person. Before the newspaper was released, he had no intention of reading, but wanted to do something, but found that someone had already been assigned to do it.

All that was left to do was to look up at the sky.

"The sky is unpredictable." Xu Qian said something so unpredictable that a hired clerk happened to rush by carrying a lot of manuscripts. As a result, he couldn't help but look up at the sky.

I'm mumbling, is it going to rain?

Although Xu Qian was relaxed on the surface, he was not relaxed in his heart. Many celebrities in Hangzhou heard the news that Xu Qian was going to publish a newspaper. In fact, they had already put down their words and declared that Xu Qian's newspaper was worthless.

It is useless to dissuade the scholars in Hangzhou from buying newspapers.

These people suddenly let the news out, casting a shadow over Xu Qian's newspaper before it even went public.

After all, things like newspapers start from the high end. If even the educated people are unwilling to buy it, the literate common people may not buy it either.

Fortunately, Xu Qian was not worried. When he heard the news, he just sneered and didn't think about it anymore.

In the evening, the first issue of the newspaper had been printed. Xu Qian saw the sample and felt very satisfied. He then urged the workshop to speed up printing. At this time, conditions were limited and printing could only be done with movable type printing, and the printing speed was not fast.

Fortunately, Xu Shen managed to buy three sets of engravings, and more than thirty craftsmen took turns working on them, so he could barely cope with it.

In the city of Hangzhou, there were many people who saw Xu Qian's jokes. The celebrities had already come out and shouted that Xu Qian was just a clown. Even some wealthy families scorned Xu Qian's newspapers, and even heard that Xu Qian was a joke.

The chief envoy of this province, Mr. Wang, whose name is Chuan Wang, seems to have ill intentions towards the newspaper.

Such a prospect seems to have destined Xu Qian to capsize in the gutter this time.

In the early morning of the first day of sale, the sales volume of this newspaper named "Ming Pao" was indeed extremely poor. Only 500 copies of the first issue were printed. Xu Shen ordered people to go out to sell it early in the morning. At the same time, he also wanted to sell it in various stores.

Stationed for sale, the result is that these peddling newspapers

Although the newspaper boys were shouting everywhere, only a few responded. As for some other shops, it seemed that they did not want to offend the public by selling these newspapers on behalf of others. Besides, the profits from selling these newspapers were meager after all, so they all shook their heads.

Refuse.

In the whole morning, only more than 70 copies were sold. This really caught Xu Shen off guard. Even the prince and his father-in-law were shocked when they heard the news.

Qian scolded him for a while.

"What are we talking about? What are we talking about? Hey, our family has spent half a lifetime working hard and fawning over people for half a lifetime. Unexpectedly, we would fall into your hands and tell you to stop being troublesome and stop messing around. What now?

What now?"

The roaring voice of the prince was accompanied by his spittle flying toward Xu Qian's face.

Xu Qian just laughed.

This smile seemed a bit silly in the eyes of the prince.

After Eunuch Wang vented all the anger in his stomach, Xu Qian said slowly, "Eunuch, just wait and see. There is no need to rush. I can sell at least two hundred copies today."

Two hundred, it's just like a dream, only seventy was sold in the morning, that's it, some people can't help but wonder, could there be more people buying in the afternoon?

The prince was dubious, so he simply stayed in the newspaper office, just to see how Xu Qian could sell two hundred copies.

In fact, when this newspaper came out, the teahouses where scholars gathered were also discussing it. Among them, Lingbo Tower, located by the West Lake, was the favorite place for scholars and some children from aristocratic families to gather.

Everyone gathered together to have tea first, and then talked about the anecdotes about Ming Pao. Some people shook their heads and sneered: "I heard that the newspaper office hired many people to sell newspapers, and my throat was hoarse. They sold them all morning.

There is not a single newspaper in it.”

"I have also heard about this. Although Xu Qian has the backing of his mentor, he has offended many people. Now that they have spoken out, how can we do a favor to Xu Qian? In my opinion, this is not a clear reward.

, I’m afraid I will die young.”

"Tell me, if Ming Pao uses the name of our country in its name, will it be suspected of usurpation?"

"This, I don't know."

In fact, these were kind words. Some people who couldn't stand Xu Qian took their tone even worse. One of them waved his fan and sneered: "The person named Xu deserves it. He has a wrong heart and should have been punished long ago."

Give him a lesson

Training, as for this Mingbao, haha... it's even more ridiculous. They don't know how much they weigh. This kind of thing is dirty even if they go to the toilet. The content in it is mostly messy, unsightly and full of nonsense."

The man raised his head, and quite a few people agreed. When the young man got excited, he stood up, waving his fan, and began to speak nonsense.

On the other hand, another young master sitting by the window suddenly raised his finger at the servant beside him, and the servant hurriedly stepped forward. The young master gave him an order, and the servant hurried away.

Half an hour later, dozens of strong men in green robes and hats actually broke into Lingbo Tower. These people rushed upstairs in a menacing manner. The young man who first scolded Mingbao for being a piece of shit was still yelling enthusiastically, leaning against the window.

The young master stood up and said with a sneer: "Come on, fight!"

After giving the order, dozens of strong men immediately surrounded the scolding young master without saying a word. Someone took the lead and slapped the young master, sending him flying ten feet away while groaning,

While covering his burning face, he shouted: "Who are you? You are so brave, how dare you commit murder...I..."

The young man leaning against the window smiled even colder and continued to command: "Hit him hard and see if he still dares to talk nonsense."

Many people in the building recognized this young master as a descendant of the Yu family in Hangzhou. The ancestor of the Yu family was the famous Yu Qian. After he was convicted, the Yu family fell into decline for a while, but as Emperor Xiaozong moved for Yu Shao

After a few decades and two generations of running the business, the Yu family has now become one of the best families in Hangzhou.

.

After all, a son from a famous family is a bit reserved, and usually would not come out to show off. This young master has always been well-educated, but he never thought that today he would instruct his family members to beat someone in broad daylight.

There was chaos in the Lingbo Tower. Everyone stepped aside and saw dozens of Yu family servants attacking the young master who had made such nonsense earlier. The young master had been beaten to death, so the young master Yu walked over waving his fan and said coldly.

Looking at the guy who was chattering away just now, he gritted his teeth and said, "What did you just say? You said that Ming Pao was bullshit and the articles in it were all nonsense, right?"

"I...I..."

Mr. Yu stretched out his leg, and without caring about any politeness, he kicked the man who was like a dead dog on the ground, and then said viciously: "If you dare to talk nonsense in the future, I will break your dog legs!

"

He put away the fan, resumed his leisurely demeanor, and said lazily: "Let's go."

After that, he took dozens of family members and walked away, leaving only a mess in Lingbo Tower and countless people who stretched their necks but were stunned and confused.

As for the dying man, he finally called someone from the store and asked a doctor to treat him, but it was unlikely that anyone would die.

But at this time, no one was interested in knowing whether this person was dead or alive. Everyone had a question: why did a wealthy family like the Yu family suddenly go to war?

Mr. Yu just mentioned Ming Pao. Could it be that this trick is in Ming Pao?

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