This is the second time Xiao Jing came to the capital of Darui Dynasty.

The first time he came, he lost Xiaoyuan because he was not familiar with the place, and he still has lingering fears. Fortunately, Mr. Shao was there to lead the way this time, and walking on the road felt like walking in his own backyard.

The high-spirited Shao Ning strode in front of Xiao Jing and said loudly: "The capital is dominated by dragons and tigers. Even I have to keep a low profile. You have to be careful. If you cause any trouble, I'm afraid no one can afford it.

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Xiao Jing gave him a straight look. Am I causing trouble? It's you who want to cause trouble, right?

Looking at Shaoning's fierce appearance, no one would think that this guy is very low-key. Compared with the way he behaved with his tail between his legs in Puhua Town, now he looks more like a dragon entering the sea.

In an instant, Xiao Jing understood why Shao Yuanwai had abandoned his precious son in the town.

The servant leading the way stopped in front of a secluded alley. Shaoning asked: "Is this where you got the piece of paper yesterday?"

The servant said enthusiastically: "Yes, young master. It was given to the villain by a young man. The villain is still thinking, why is it in broad daylight..."

Shao Ning waved his hands and said: "Okay, okay, it's none of your business. Go home quickly and don't let my father find out and implicate me."

The servant quickly said yes and ran away in a hurry.

"Let's wait a moment." Shao Ning stretched out and sat down on a relatively clean wooden box on the side of the road: "I got up too early today, and I'm very sleepy. People will arrive soon, you

Just call me."

After saying that, he took a nap without any courtesy at all, and Xiao Jing, who came with him, had to stand alone.

This is really your home court!

Xiao Jing had no choice but to wander around there. The alley behind him was a bit narrow, but the road in front was not. After walking around for a while and looking at a few stores, he counted the large cars on the road out of boredom.

After an unknown amount of time, Shaoning finally woke up. He glanced at Xiao Jing, who was almost petrified, and asked curiously: "Why, no one has come yet?"

Xiao Jing glanced at him resentfully and said, "I've already counted thirty-five carts, and no one comes to sell anything at all."

Shaoning was a little embarrassed. He stamped his feet vigorously and said angrily: "What did Xiao Si do to you? You dare to mess with me! I will drive him away from home when I get back and let him go to the streets to beg for food!"

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"Come on, save it." Xiao Jing waved his hand feebly: "I'm just a guerrilla fighter, how can I meet you every day?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dirty little beggar walked up to the two of them pitifully and handed the things in his hands up: "You two gentlemen, here are all the anecdotes from the capital and the world. Okay.

It’s better to buy one, it only costs two copper coins!”

Shaoning pinched his nose and jumped two steps away, but Xiao Jing came forward and took out the money without saying a word. The little beggar didn't expect him to be so happy, so he couldn't help but said happily: "Thank you so much, sir, I wish you good luck every year."

, make a fortune year after year, marry a beautiful girl every month, every day..."

Mr. Shao, who is extremely sensitive to money, jumped to his feet before he could finish his words: "Yesterday I gave you this for free, why do I need money again today!"

The little beggar had a guilty conscience. As soon as Shaoning told the truth, he ran away without saying a word.

Shaoning wanted to chase after him, but when he thought that this was the capital city and he had to respect his status, how could the dignified young master Shao be so condescending as to pursue a little beggar in a very shameless manner?

He coughed twice, stopped, and looked at Xiao Jing again.

As for Xiao Jing, he was completely Spartan.

If I had known this was the case, I might as well have found something more meaningful to do, such as sleeping at home!

He crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball and covered his face weakly.

I won’t complain about your sales channels. After all, the beggars have a large number of people, so asking them for help is barely a good idea, but I wonder if this is selling newspapers or begging for food. What the hell is the lyrics?

Also, are the people who write these things crazy?

The content on yesterday's piece of paper looked a little normal, but today's piece of paper is simply too low. Although tabloids are the prototype of newspapers, and although tabloids in their early days relied on sensationalism to gain prominence, the things written on it are

, can simply be described as “unsightly”.

"The daughter of the Zhang family in Xixiang gave birth to a bitch yesterday", "The father-in-law of the Sun family and his daughter-in-law are having an affair with each other", "Sheng Wang steals fragrance and jade and gradually gets better and better, meeting Miss Zhao family at night in the boudoir"...

Xiao Jing suddenly thought of the tabloids that you often see on the subway. In those newspapers, it was stated that one day Wangdu was killed in a car accident more than ten times! The person who wrote this newspaper must be very suitable for editing this kind of stuff, right?

"Let's go." He waved to Shaoning to follow him: "Let's go back now and we should be able to get home before midnight. Then call the children in the town and continue the class."

"Ah?" Shaoning said with great reluctance: "I came to the capital and didn't do anything, and now I have to go back?"

Xiao Jing turned around and left. Still staying here? Isn't that a waste of time?

Although the proud Mr. Shao is very unhappy, he has long developed the habit of following Xiao Jing's lead these days. After all, he still has people to ask for. Since Xiao Jing is gone, he has no choice but to slump.

Face followed.

Unexpectedly, just after walking more than ten feet, Xiao Jing suddenly stopped, and Shao Ning, who was following him, almost bumped into his back.

Isn’t this the little beggar?

Xiao Jing and Shao Ning dodged and hid. Looking furtively, there was a young man who looked quite polite standing next to the beggar. The two of them were whispering something. Soon, the man gave him something like

The little beggar hurriedly packed up the coins and went away with a lot of thanks.

Before Shaoning could react, Xiao Jing quickly walked towards the man: "I'm Xiao Jing. This brother, I don't know his name, can I see you for advice?"

Xiao Jing is not nosy, he went up to talk to people just out of curiosity. For him who is determined to create the first newspaper in Da Rui Dynasty, this kind of vulgar tabloid is simply unacceptable. In addition, in his opinion, he is just

It is very emotional to witness the origin of newspapers in this world as a time traveler, just like a time traveler who goes back to the Cretaceous period must see the dinosaurs.

The young man looked at him warily, and Xiao Jing responded with a professional smile.

This harmless smile gave the young man some confidence. He glanced around vigilantly and whispered: "I'm Pan Feiyu. What can I do for you, brother?"

How come chatting with this guy all day long makes him feel like he is in contact with an underground party!

Xiao Jing secretly cursed for a while, then unfolded the ball of paper he had been holding in his hand and handed it to Pan Feiyu: "The things on this were written by Brother Pan?"

Before Pan Feiyu could say anything, a group of people rushed towards him from around the corner. Some of them were armed with sticks, and some were gnashing their teeth with anger even though they were bare-handed. It is estimated that their combat power was not much worse than that of the people holding sticks.
Chapter completed!