Others paid a high price, but he didn't sell it?

Not only was the short and stocky man stunned, but the onlookers were also whispering in inexplicable surprise.

Aren't you selling newspapers just to make money?

Someone in the crowd whispered: "Isn't this Song Wu? I heard people say that the reason why the previous issues of newspapers were so expensive was because he collaborated with others to sell them at a low price and sell them at a high price. In the end, he made a small fortune.

"

Another person shook his head and said: "No wonder the handwritten first issue of the newspaper is now sold for two taels of silver. Hey, I originally said I would keep a copy, but now I see, I can't afford it."

Xiao Jing, who heard the conversation between the two, smiled slightly.

The newspaper's promotion plan was disrupted by people like Song Wu, but he didn't mean to be angry at all. First of all, this was what he expected; secondly, it is a very simple market law that things are rare and valuable, and the people spontaneously

The hoarding behavior seems to him to be acceptable.

In Xiao Jing's previous life, newspapers also had many uses. In recent decades, they can be sold online as "birthday newspapers." It is very meaningful to give the birthday boy a newspaper published on the day he was born.

; those that are older will be purchased by collectors at high prices, and it is not uncommon for some rare versions to fetch sky-high prices.

This Song Wu, just think of him as a discerning investor. Anyway, the newspaper is sold to each person one by one. Even if he takes it away, others will probably have read it; as long as he doesn't do that, he will smash the newspaper.

Xiao Jing would naturally not say anything about the bad things in his hands.

Besides, if someone is willing to sell it to him, it is consensual. Even if he pretends to take the newspaper and resell it to make money, that is someone else's business and Xiao Jing has no control over it.

As production capacity increases, this kind of thing will gradually decrease. As long as the quality of the content is high, are you worried that no one will watch it?

Xiao Jing threw Song Wu's money back, took out a mirror newspaper and handed it to him, smiling: "Five coins will be fine."

Song Wu was a little reluctant. However, at this point, he could only sigh and take out five cents.

Except for a few quarrels between Shao Ning and a certain customer who asked for a handwritten copy by name, today's sales were very smooth, and one thousand copies of the newspaper were sold out quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it was almost noon.

"Why did you call us here?" Shao Ning pouted, looking unhappy. There were probably three soy sauce bottles hanging on his lips.

Although he is a bit of a fool, he is not stupid at all. Assuming that each newspaper costs five cents and an issue comes out every half month, how long will it take to save three thousand taels even without any costs?

Anyone can figure this out. Shaoning has always been a carefree person, but now, even Pan Feiyu can see the anxiety and uneasiness that cannot be concealed on his face.

"What are you doing? Of course you are just waiting to watch the excitement." Xiao Jing, who was leaning on the railing and looking from a distance, enjoyed the feeling of being blown by the spring breeze: "If there is nothing serious, what am I doing here? It's not just for freebies!"

This is the Huibinlou Restaurant outside Ruidu City, not far from the East Gate. As one of Shaw's properties, the daily business is pretty good.

When the shopkeeper saw the young master's family coming, he naturally showed great courtesy, so the three of them were taken to the private room on the second floor. Xiao Jing made the decision, and everyone did not order anything to eat, but just asked the shopkeeper to serve a pot of tea.

He owed the Shao family too much. Fortunately, he was able to repay the favor soon.

"Business matters? What can we do standing around here!" Shaoning stretched out his hand and pounded the table: "Instead of doing this, it's better to go back to Puhua Town quickly. I want to see Yuxian!"

Looking for Su Yuxian? Why are you looking for her? Could it be that you are desperate about the three thousand taels of silver and are going to discuss how to elope with her?

Xiao Jing let out a long breath. If the person in front of him wasn't me, I'm afraid he would have punched me long ago, right? No, it must be more serious than this. Maybe he could tear me apart if he was so angry...

On the other hand, we can also see that this cynical, wealthy young man who plays with the world really regards me as a brother.

"Why are you anxious? Wait a moment." Xiao Jing said leisurely: "If we finish drinking this pot of tea and there is no movement down there, you can leave."

After hearing this, Shaoning picked up the teapot without saying a word, and made a gesture to pour it into his mouth. Before the tea was poured out, Xiao Jing heard a cold voice: "If you drink all the tea like this, then let the shopkeeper

Please add another pot."

When Xiao Jing said this, Shaoning immediately lost his temper. He slumped back on the chair, lowered his head and muttered softly.

The red sun is in the sky. If someone stands next to Xiao Jing, it is not difficult to find that his eyes have been staring in the direction of the east gate of Ruidu.

It's almost time, it's time for someone to come, right?

After a while, he returned to the table and drank the last sip of tea in the cup. Seeing this, Pan Feiyu quickly refilled the tea for him, and when he shook the teapot, there were only tea leaves left in it.

Shaoning frowned and wanted to speak; but Xiao Jing pointed downstairs before he could speak. Shaoning, full of curiosity, immediately rushed to the window.

"What do you want me to see?" He looked around and said angrily, "Is there nothing special downstairs?"

Xiao Jing just smiled and shook his head and said, "Take a closer look."

Shaoning took a few deep breaths and looked outside again.

After a while, something suddenly moved in his heart.

There are more people on this street than before? Is it my imagination?

In the past, Shao Ning often came to this reception building, and every time he was in this private room with the best view. Of course he knew better than anyone how many people would hang out below before lunch every day.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the crowd more seriously.

It's true. Not only are there a lot more pedestrians on the street than usual, but more importantly, many people stop in front of the Huibin Building!

There is also a restaurant across the street. Normally, the two are rivals, and in terms of the number of customers, they are often evenly matched; but today, compared to the bustle and bustle of the Huibin Building, that restaurant is much deserted. Not to mention the crowds.

At least the waiter stood at the door with a stick of incense for a long time out of boredom.

Shaoning ran downstairs quickly. The scene before him said it all: before the meal peak, the lobby was already full of people, and many people lined up at the door, waiting to finish their meal

The diners quickly gave up their tables.

Looking up again, all the private rooms upstairs were full. The shopkeeper didn't expect that business would be so good today. He was busy calculating the accounts while hurriedly directing the poor waiter to do this and that.

Shaoning returned to the room. He turned his gaze to Xiao Jing, his eyes full of confusion and questions.

If the restaurant's business is good, what does it have to do with me?
Chapter completed!