Chapter 340

Looking at the puzzled gaze that Wang Yang cast, Zhao Ji laughed dryly. "What, this Royal Commercial Press, I'll forget it, sir, you'll pay it."

"Isn't this good?" Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. I'm giving you an idea, but I actually hope that you can come forward to build this Royal Commercial Press and successfully attract the firepower of those booksellers and bookstores.

I was just silently continuing to make a fortune in my own newspaper, and now you drag me over, is this okay?

"Sir, you have an idea, but you can't just leave nothing after you have an idea, right? I don't know how to manage at all, and I don't have any talent to manage. At that time, I have to raise a few royal family members who have been in the fifth sermon..."

Zhao Xu was very good to Zhao Ji, a brother of his fellow countryman. He only had 20% of his shareholding and gave him the royal title.

Zhao Ji was preparing to take out 30% of his shares, preparing to find Zhao Shixun, the husband of Pingyin Hou, who is Chen Jie, to let him participate in 10% of his shares, and also find two royal families to ask them to pay for 10% of their shares.

In this way, Zhao Ji still has 50% of the shares, and he is planning to give Wang Yang a 10% chance, hoping that Wang Yang can help his Royal Commercial Press from time to time, do planning, come up with ideas, and like the teaching of Gan Yi Honglou.

Wang Yang patted his chest and agreed, but the shares didn't want to accept it, but Zhao Ji looked like you didn't accept it but didn't give me face. In the end, Wang Yang had to accept Zhao Ji's kindness helplessly.

Seeing that Liang Shicheng and Tong Guan, who were standing behind Zhao Ji, both eyes were red, but apart from envy, they could not raise any jealousy. After all, not everyone has the ability of Wang Yang.

As soon as my eyes turned, a golden idea for making money came out, just like this Royal Commercial Press. After hearing Wang Wushan’s tricks, let alone Zhao Ji, even the two of them couldn’t help but feel moved secretly. They discussed in private whether they should find an opportunity to ask Wang Wushan, an old driver who is good at making money, and give them a way to make money.

After all, it is impossible for eunuchs like them to have their own bloodlines. Since they will no longer have descendants, of course they hope to enjoy this life.

While discussing the important matter with Zhao Ji, Wang Yang's eyes still inadvertently swept across Liang Shicheng and Tong Guan's faces, and captured their expressions.

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The game is still continuing, and after more than half a year of integrated training, the advanced concepts of football brought by Wang Yang in later generations, as well as clear divisions of backcourts, midfielders, and frontcourts, and full-backs are also involved in assists, and the central defenders are responsible for interception or organization of offenses.

After having a clear position and performance, the superb skills of the Wanhong Cuju team members were fully utilized. The three games were as refreshing as cutting melons and vegetables.

Except for being thrown into a goal in the first game due to the goalkeeper's problem, the other two games were all defeated by a big score of three to zero or four to zero.

The audience was excited and excited. Especially after the live commentator was explained by the audience, the audience was even more excited.

When Wang Yang found that the bronze horn could only cover about half the game, he made a quick decision. In each game, two commentators sat at both ends of the field, and each commentator had his own team of support.

In the past Cuju competition, although the Cuju balls were so fancy and beautiful, it was difficult to see the goal. After all, they were as romantic as a chrysanthemum.

Now, even if there is an extra goalkeeper who uses both hands and feet, the shooting range has become larger.

What’s important is that in the past, I could only rely on skillful tricks to win, and even if I could always get cheers and applause, the audience would only sit there calmly.

But now, it seems a little different, especially whenever there is a strong shot and hit the goal, the players are excited to run around the field as if they are sticking out their tongues. The audience clenched their fists and cheered in the stands.

Once, Wang Yang saw an old lady with gray hair clenched her fists tightly in tears and threw several copper coins into the field. It was enough to be seen that Cuju, which is increasingly integrated with football in later generations, is indeed a very popular activity for the general public.

When the third game was once again defeated the opponent by a big score, the players of Wanhong Cuju team were very excited. Of course, everyone did not forget to go around the field to thank the fans and spectators.

The screams of the girls and the cheers of the big guys resounded. It seems that the Wanhong Cuju team has attracted the first group of loyal fans with their excellent skills and tenacious style.

Especially the flowers-like smiles of those young girls made the men of the Wanhong Cuju team straighten their backs even more, like proud roosters.

As the competition progressed, the sales of the "Tokyo Houbao" launched the Cuju column increased a lot, and the major booksellers and bookstores that run tabloids stared at each other.

In addition, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty was approved by the royal family and the Royal Commercial Press, which was opened by the royal family members, quietly opened.

On the surface, there were several clans of the royal family, but in fact the supervisor was Gao Qiu. Wang Yang assigned the old man Zhao to be the foreman to help Gao Qiu train the carving craftsman in the Royal Commercial Press.

Almost the day after the emperor agreed, Zhao Ji hung the plaque of the Royal Commercial Press next to his palace.

The reason why I am so anxious is that when summer is not yet and autumn is coming, the enrollment season for the new season of the Imperial College is about to come.

The books in the Imperial College are provided by the court, but every few years, the books distributed to students will be damaged due to long-term reading or insect-eatening.

He had to replace it, or to purchase a new batch. It just so happened that a large number of books needed to be replaced this year, so the first order received by Commercial Press was from the Imperial College.

The Imperial College students ordered a total of 500 sets of "The Analects of Confucius" and "The Great", "Mencius", "The Doctrine of the Mean", 800 sets of "Spring and Autumn", 500 sets of "The Book of Songs", 300 sets of "The Book of Rites", etc....

"We calculated that the paper and ink, printing and labor costs of all books will be about 3,700 cents."

"If we calculate the three volumes of "The Analects of Confucius" in one set, each volume is always money-based, just those five hundred sets of "The Analects of Confucius", "The Great Learning" and "Mencius", we have recovered all the costs and even had surpluses, and the printed materials afterwards are just making money."

"How much can we make?"

Wang Yang quickly pulled out the abacus bead and said a number. Zhao Ji, who was squatting in front of him, swallowed his saliva hard, his eyes a little straight, and Gao Qiu, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but breathe a little heavy.
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