July 21, the twelfth year of Hongzhi.

At this time, the night was shrouded, and there was no light in the sky. It was pitch black outside, but the lights here were brightly lit, and everyone was busy.

"Hurry up~ hurry up~"

"Everyone come and get fifty newspapers~"

In the courtyard, Jiang Chao shouted to more than a hundred newsboys, who lined up in a very orderly manner to receive fifty newspapers, and then put the newspapers into a cloth diagonal bag.

"Yesterday I asked everyone to shout slogans. Do you still remember?"

The newsboys picked up another newspaper, and Jiang Chao asked again.

"Remember~"

All the newsboys nodded.

"Very good~"

Jiang Chao nodded with satisfaction, then pointed to a newsboy and said, "Come and shout."

"Yes~"

The newspaper boy said respectfully, and then he started shouting at the top of his lungs: "Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, the Tatars block the border, and the soldiers invade Gansu and Shaanxi~"

This newsboy usually took out several newspapers and waved them while shouting, which was very impressive, and Jiang Chao was also satisfied.

"That's right, that's it~"

"Did everyone else see it?"

"I saw it~"

All the newsboys said in unison again.

"Very good. Everyone must remember that the more newspapers you sell, the more money you will get. If you want to make money, don't be afraid. You have to shout loudly and be bold."

"Does everyone know?"

Jiang Chao nodded with satisfaction, and then warned these newsboys again. They were all eleven or twelve years old, children, and relatively timid.

"Got it~"

The newsboys replied again.

"The voice is too low, I can't hear clearly~"

Jiang Chao deliberately pretended not to hear clearly.

"Got it~"

The newsboys shouted loudly and neatly again.

"Very good~ Let's go eat."

Jiang Chao nodded with satisfaction and motioned for them to have breakfast.

When these newsboys heard this, they immediately ran faster than rabbits and rushed directly towards the restaurant.

"Oh~oh~"

Along with the crowing of roosters, the red morning glow began to appear in the eastern sky. The morning dynasty in the Jinluan Hall of the Imperial Palace has been going on for some time. The common people in the capital also got up one after another, and a new day was about to begin.

"Let's go~"

Jiang Chao looked at the newsboys who had gathered in the yard again and lined up neatly. He looked at the time again, waved his hand and said.

More than a hundred newsboys immediately turned around in an orderly manner and began to walk towards the gate of the Ming Dynasty Morning News. They had assigned areas in advance, and each person was responsible for a street or something. After leaving the Ming Dynasty Morning News,

Many newsboys quickly walked towards their assigned areas.

Wang Tiedan looked at the dark sky outside, and then at the still empty streets. He looked very nervous. He hugged the newspaper in his bag tightly and quickly moved towards the allotted newspaper.

Walk down the street.

This time Wang Tiedan was very lucky. The area he was assigned was a street in a powerful area of ​​the capital. The people in these areas were all dignitaries in the capital, so the newspaper would definitely sell well.

If you were assigned to the slums here in the capital, who would spend five cents to buy your newspaper? Of course, the first few issues are given away, but there are very few literate people in the slums, so even if they are given away for free, they will still read it.

I do not know.

But at this time, Wang Tiedan was not happy because he was assigned to the elite area. Instead, he felt nervous, scared, and afraid that he would bump into the elite and be beaten to death without even a place to reason.

Getting closer and closer to your own area, there are already areas of the rich and powerful nearby, with tall houses, huge thresholds, big lions placed at the door, and servants, guards and others guarding the door.

Walking in such an area, Wang Tiedan became even more nervous, especially when someone noticed him, his legs trembled with fear, and he was so scared.

After all, he is still a child and a child of ordinary people. It is normal to be afraid.

The sky is gradually getting brighter, and the sun rises and spreads its sunshine all over the earth. There are more and more people on the streets. There are servants and servants going out for shopping, as well as dignitaries riding carriages and sedan chairs. Wang Tiedan tries his best to lean on

He walked along the street, fearing that he would affect those noble people.

"Selling newspapers~"

Wang Tiedan looked at the newspaper in his arms, remembered Jiang Chao's instructions, and shouted out.

It's just that his voice was very small, so small that only he could hear it. He was really nervous and a little scared.

But soon, he thought about money and the lovely copper coins. With money, he could buy the meat buns he liked to eat, and he could also buy some for his younger brothers and sisters.

Thinking of this, Wang Tiedan gritted his teeth and began to shout loudly: "Selling newspapers, selling newspapers~"

"The Tatars seized the pass, and the soldiers invaded the sweet potato, Shaanxi~"

"Selling newspapers~ Selling newspapers~"

"Southwestern Chieftain Rebellion~"

Following Wang Tiedan's shouting, people on the surrounding streets also looked over one after another. They were all slightly stunned, wondering what was going on with selling newspapers.

"Go and call that child over~"

At the door of a high-rise building, a man who looked like a gentleman was about to go out in a carriage. Hearing the sound, he looked over and saw Wang Tiedan, who was holding a newspaper in his hand and shouting as he walked.

This newspaper, the Tatars' blockade, the southwestern chieftain's rebellion, etc. immediately attracted his attention, so he gave instructions to the people around him.

"Child~Child~"

"Come here, come here~ Our master is calling you."

When the servants around him heard this, they quickly ran to Wang Tiedan's side and called Wang Tiedan over.

"I've met a noble person~"

Wang Tiedan looked very nervous and did not even dare to look up at anyone. When he came to the luxurious carriage, he said respectfully.

"What's going on with your newspaper?"

Master Li looked at Wang Tiedan and asked curiously.

"Your Majesty, I am the newsboy of the Ming Dynasty Morning Post. I specialize in selling newspapers. Would you like one?"

Wang Tiedan said nervously.

"newspaper?"

"Okay, how to sell it?"

Mr. Li looked at the newspaper in Wang Tiedan's hand, smiled and said.

"Five cents a piece~ No, that's not right, we gave away the first few issues for free."

Wang Tiedan immediately replied, then remembered that the first few issues were free, and quickly changed his words, then respectfully pulled out a newspaper and presented it respectfully.

These are what Jiang Chao taught them. Selling newspapers is also equivalent to doing business. Since it is doing business, the service attitude must be good, so they must be respectful, both in speech and in everything they do.

"Thank you then~"

"There is a reward~"

Master Li looked at Wang Tiedan's respectful expression, took the newspaper, opened it, and saw the content above. He immediately became energetic and gave instructions to the servants beside him.

"It's your reward~"

When the servant next to him heard this, he quickly took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket and handed them to Wang Tiedan.

"Thank you for the reward~"

Wang Tiedan held a handful of copper coins in his hands, which contained twenty or thirty copper coins. His young hands could hardly hold it, and he was suddenly so happy that he thanked him repeatedly.

"Hmm~"

Mr. Li nodded with satisfaction, walked into the carriage with the newspaper, sat down comfortably, opened the newspaper and read it carefully.

"The Tatars seized the pass, and the soldiers invaded the sweet potato, Shaanxi~"

The first thing I saw was naturally the important events placed in the most conspicuous position, and I read them very quickly.

"This is very novel. From top to bottom, from left to right, there are these strange rich people. It makes people read very smoothly. There are actually annotations below~"

Mr. Li also suddenly became energetic. He studied the newspaper carefully and soon discovered its differences.

“Interesting~”

Mr. Li nodded repeatedly, and then began to look at it with relish.

"These abominable Tatars, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil, the imperial court should send out a large army to wipe them out~"

"Well done. The Chieftain of the Southwest really knows how high the sky is. Yelang is arrogant and dares to rebel. He is brave in the mountain camp. He is really a valuable weapon of the country~"

Mr. Li was very engrossed in reading it. He immediately fell in love with this new newspaper and kept shouting out it while reading.

"The prodigal son returns with gold, doesn't he?"

"It actually writes about Wang Enyi, a prodigal son. I have long said that once Mr. Wang Shirui leaves, he will definitely lose his family fortune. I didn't expect that in just a few months, he would already be in such a state of despair."

"When a prodigal son comes back, he will not be able to exchange for gold, but his family fortune is gone. It will be difficult to make a comeback."

"Lao Wang is amazing. He actually thought of this first. It turned out that he had deposited the money in the First Bank of Ming Dynasty for thirty years, with an interest rate of 7% per year. After calculation, he actually had more than 20,000 taels this year.

The interest on silver…”
To be continued...