Li Mu smiled, stretched his waist, and said, "Okay, the casino will open tomorrow. There are countless things waiting to be done. Let's go to bed."
"Yes." The two women responded. Li Zhien diligently made the bed, and Bai Qiaoqiao prepared Li Mu's clothes for tomorrow, put them on the table, and then blew out the lamp.
The night was quiet. Li Muxu was tired from working today, so he didn't do anything. He just snuggled into Bai Qiaoqiao's arms, hugged Li Zhien, and slept peacefully all night.
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At dawn, a long queue has already formed in front of the Printing Supervisor of the Artisan Workshop. "Newspaper sellers" all over Chang'an have been waiting here early to queue up to buy newspapers. Today's newspapers have increased in price. Since then,
In the beginning, no matter how many sheets there were, they all cost one penny, but now a newspaper costs one penny. In other words, if there is a lot of content today, if a newspaper has two pages, it will cost two cents, and if there are three newspapers, it will cost three cents.
The newspaper seller bought the newspaper at the price of one cent. Then he went to various shops to sell it at double the price. One cent became two cents, and two cents became four cents. In terms of profit margin, this was a very good business.
.Who in other professions can keep earning twice as much? Therefore, the profession of newspaper seller has become more and more popular.
The reason why it is so popular is that more and more people are reading the newspaper. After all, even when it contains the most content, Datang Daily is only three pieces of paper. Six cents is not a big deal for the people of Chang'an City.
Even if you work as a coolie in the east and west cities, the lowest income is sixty or seventy cents a day. And shopkeepers who have their own shops can earn at least fifteen or six hundred cents a day, just to buy a newspaper.
It's really nothing.
Their thirst for knowledge about new things is enough to make them willing to spend the money. Especially recently, the former editor-in-chief of Datang Daily, Tang Guan, whose pen name is "Seven Young Masters of the Tang Family", has come out again. The series was dictated by Zhulu Hou Li Mu, and he collected
The two scripts he compiled, "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "A Dream of Red Mansions," were even more addictive. The sales volume of the newspaper nearly doubled in seven days.
The production capacity of the printing supervisor has been challenged again. Now it is working in three shifts, printing day and night. During the day, the "Qianjin Prescription" and "The Imperial Examination Secret Volume" handed down by Li Mu are printed, and at night newspapers are printed, but the supply is still insufficient.
If people selling newspapers come late, they won't be able to grab newspapers at all. They can only watch others make money, but they can't make it themselves. Therefore, people queuing up are getting earlier and earlier these days.
With a creak, the closed door of the Printing Superintendent opened. Everyone who was squatting or standing heard the sound of the door, as if they heard the sound of a starting gun, and they all squeezed forward. As soon as they squeezed to the door, a thick log
The stick stuck out from the door and beat out the person who stepped in first. Bi Laosan's voice came out: "Come in line, come according to the number, if anyone breaks the rules again, let me see it, don't come tomorrow, queue up
I won’t sell you even if I get to you!”
The same words are shouted every day, but with little effect. Moreover, Bi Laosan is really ruthless. He also comes from a miserable background and is just trying to make a living. Whose job is it going to destroy?
However, it was somewhat useful. As he shouted, the crowded people gradually lined up. Newspapers that had just been printed and were still a little sticky to the touch with ink were carried out in bundles. Each bundle was
One hundred copies. Each person can only buy one hundred copies. This is to take into account the amount that one newspaper seller can sell, and also to allow more people to have something to eat. Otherwise, if one person buys five hundred copies, he will
I guess I won't sell it and just resell it to make money.
Today's newspapers come in two copies. One hundred copies equals two hundred copies. The requirement of the Printing Supervisor is that when you queue up, you must have money ready. If you are queued up and pay for it, all you can do is say
Sorry.
The newspaper sellers who often come here are already familiar with these routines. They receive newspapers with one hand and give copper coins with the other hand. There is no number of copper coins, so they are directly weighed. The weights are adjusted. According to the standard Kaiyuan Tongbao coins, they are even.
It means that the number is enough. If it is not equal, it is not enough. Sometimes the difference is one or two pennies, and that’s it.
Someone will specially select these copper coins. They are not Kaiyuan Tongbao coins, but five baht coins from the previous dynasty. They will be picked out and sent to the bank to be exchanged for Kaiyuan Tongbao coins of equal weight. And these illegal coins will be smelted and recast.
It is converted into Kaiyuan Tongbao money and then circulated into the market. There is a cost for melting and refining, but this is a necessary process. A unified currency is the financial foundation of a country.
After the newspaper sellers received the newspapers, they would go out through another door, and then go back to their respective shops and start selling. Today's newspapers are two in one, so they are naturally reprinted. When the newspaper sellers are selling newspapers, they usually edit them.
The slogan is similar to "clickbait", so as to attract people to buy the newspaper. Therefore, usually newspaper sellers can recognize a few words and read the newspaper in advance.
Wang San'er is such a newspaper seller. He is in his thirties this year. Twenty years ago, when Chang'an was still called Daye, his family had a small fortune in Chang'an City and he had studied for several years. Later, it was destroyed by the Sui Dynasty.
His family's shop was also destroyed by the war. From then on, his family fell into decline. He relied on his literacy to move from "newspaper reader" to "newspaper seller". He earned at least a hundred cents a day, and his life was considered comfortable.
He queued up early today and was the fifth to get the newspaper. Naturally, he went to the West Market. There were many people in the West Market. As he was walking to the West Market with his newspaper bag on his back, he took out a newspaper and quickly scanned it.
Pingkangli Sihai Casino, Zhuluhou's new business, opens at You hour, You, Xu and Hai three hours, and "money rain" is sprinkled on time at each hour?
Wang San'er has lived for more than thirty years, and this is the first time he heard the word "Qian Yu". Is money falling from the sky? He shook his head, he really couldn't imagine what it was like. But looking at this matter, it is related to Zhulu.
Hou, he was not surprised. That was Zhulu Hou. How could the ideas he came up with be something that ordinary people could think of?
Wang San'er kept this in mind and thought to himself that when he finished his work at Youshi, he would go for a walk. If it really rained money, he would pick up some.
Looking down the newspaper, there is the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" section, the "Dream of Red Mansions" section, and further down, there is another thing about Zhu Luhou.
From the first to the eighth day of the lunar month, Zhuluhou set up a ring in Jingdong and held a "Martial Arts Conference", inviting knights from all over the world to participate. For detailed rules and rewards, please pay attention to the recent Datang Daily.
Another big thing.
Further down, there was nothing. Wang Saner glanced at it, and it was obvious that the theme of today's shouting was these two things.
Stepping into the West Market, Wang Saner cleared his throat and shouted: "Come and see, the Sihai Casino is open, money is falling from the sky!"
"Come and see, Zhuluhou is holding a martial arts conference and inviting knights from all over the world!"
The shops on both sides of the road opened when shouts were heard. The shopkeepers, with sleepy eyes, took out a few copper coins from their arms and handed them to Wang San'er.
"Give me one,"
"I want a share too..."
Before walking twenty meters, more than a dozen copies of the newspaper had been sold. Wang Saner counted the money happily, thinking to himself that he could finish the work early again today. After selling out the newspaper, he could go to the construction site in Dongcheng.
Earn a wage.
…
"Bring me a newspaper too."
Li Mu reached out from the carriage, threw a piece of silver to the newspaper seller, and grabbed the newspaper from the seller's hand.
"This noble man cannot find any money..."
Fang Yiai glanced at the newspaper seller and said, "You don't recognize this car? When did Zhuluhou ever ask for change when buying something?"
"Ah!" The newspaper seller was startled. He looked at Fang Yiai's big shoulders and round waist. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak. He held the broken silver in his hand and walked away quickly as if he was afraid of being robbed.
Li Mu said angrily: "Xiao Ai, you can't do this. Why don't I need change? My money didn't come from the strong wind? It was also earned through my hard work and sweat. I just didn't bring any copper coins.
What? What, is this the reputation I have among the people?"
Fang Yiai blushed and said, "Master Hou, can you please stop calling me Xiao Ai? My name is Fang Jun, and Yiai is my cousin."
"Yes, I asked you to express your name to show your kindness."
"That should also be called Fang Yiai, not Xiaoai!"
"Okay, okay, Ai-chan."
"What does Ai Jiang mean?" Fang Yiai was about to collapse. If he didn't feel that he couldn't beat Dugu Jiu who was sitting on the car's shaft, he would really take action.
Li Mu finished scanning the newspaper, stuck his head out, and said with a smile: "Ai-chan is..."
"What Ai Jiang means is that he said you are a girl." Suddenly a voice interrupted. Li Mu followed the voice and looked over, and saw a little donkey, with a little monk sitting on the donkey's back.
Behind the young monk, there was also a car. Master Huiri also opened the curtain, looked at Li Mu very embarrassedly, and scolded: "Yixiu, why are you so rude? Zhulu Hou is talking, why are you interfering?"
"He said that this brother is a girl. I just want to remind him. This brother is obviously a man. The Marquis is swearing."
"This is a joke, you little bald man knows nothing!" Li Mu snorted angrily and lowered the curtain. This little bald man has never seen him again since he scolded him that day. Today
But I don’t know how I met him.
Master Huiri's voice came over and said: "Master Hou, I'm really sorry. My disciple doesn't know etiquette. Please don't be angry."
"It's not that I'm angry, but Master Huiri, are you planning to live in Chang'an? If His Majesty doesn't see you, you won't leave?"
"Alas..." Master Huiri sighed, feeling very embarrassed, and said bravely: "There is a saying in the Central Plains that where sincerity leads to gold and stone, we believe that His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will see us one day."
"Okay, I wish you good luck." Li Mu said, and asked Dugu Jiu to speed up. He was too lazy to make an international friend. Even if he had a good impression of Yixiu, it was only limited to a little memory of his previous life.
This Ikkyu was definitely not the one in the cartoons he had seen in his previous life. It was a thousand years behind him.
Hui Ri's voice came over again, saying: "Master Hou, today we are going to Duke Yi's mansion."
"Oh?" When Li Mu heard the words "Yi Guogong", he raised the curtain and asked, "Why, are you going to congratulate me?"
"No, Lord Marquis misunderstood." Master Huiri quickly explained, "I am a medical monk who has studied medical skills for many years. Although I cannot compare with the famous doctors of the Tang Dynasty, I also have my own strengths. I heard that Wen Yi
In his early years, the Duke fought in various places and suffered internal injuries, often coughing up blood. I happen to be good at this, so I wanted to volunteer and go to treat Duke Yi."
Li Mu laughed and said, "You are a doctor, but have you ever heard of Sun Simiao's name?"
"Of course I have heard that Lord Sun Simiao is a miracle doctor."
"You can cure a disease that even he can't cure?"
Master Huiri said solemnly: "Master Hou is unaware of something. In the field of medicine, there is no one who knows everything. Dr. Sun is the most skilled doctor, but there are also diseases that he has never seen and medicinal materials that he does not understand. I dare not say,
I can beat Doctor Sun. But I have my own secret recipe for treating internal injuries. There is a bitter root medicine that only grows in Japan and is best at treating internal injuries. I want to give it a try."
"That's it..." Li Mu nodded and said, "You are right. Duke Yi is a famous general of the Tang Dynasty. If you want to treat him, you must bear the responsibility. If he cannot be cured, your life will be with you."
If it is gone, not only your life, but also the entire mission will be unable to leave. But if you are cured, I will return this favor to you. If you want to see His Majesty, I will make arrangements after the year."
Master Huiri's eyes flashed: "Do you really mean what Mr. Hou said?"
Li Mu smiled and said: "If you believe it, you will have it. If you don't believe it, you will have nothing. Just figure it out."
After that, he lowered the curtain and signaled Dugujiu to speed up. The two cars were staggered. Master Huiri looked at Yixiu and said, "Yixiu, this is our only chance! I hope that the efforts of our master and disciple will not be in vain."
"Um!"
…
"arrive!"
Eunuch Gao got out of the car and shouted a reminder.
Li Shimin opened the curtain and said to Empress Changsun next to her: "Wugu, this is the new business opened by that boy Li Mu. It is also my first time to come to Sihai Gambling House."
"Let's go down and take a look." Queen Changsun said. Li Shimin nodded, got out of the car, reached out to take Queen Changsun's hand, and helped her get out of the car.
Today, both of them were "out on patrol incognito", but they were also dressed like rich people. As soon as they got off the car, a helper approached with a smile on his face. Eunuch Gao immediately became alert, and Li Laoyuan stopped him, saying: "You
Who is he? What do you want to do?"
Bang Xian was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained, "This man has invited me. The younger one is from Sihai Gambling House. Mr. Dog told me that he is here to welcome guests. Please come in and leave the carriage to me. I will place it in the backyard for you."
Son, we have good grass and good material waiting for you. When you leave, I will bring it to you so that I won’t delay your business.”
"This..." Eunuch Gao looked at Li Shimin. Li Shimin smiled and said, "It's that kid's fault again. Give it to him. Isn't it good for someone to feed the horse?"
Eunuch Gao then handed over the carriage to the helper, but he was wondering in his heart, who was this Mr. Dog?
Just as he was thinking about it, Ergou walked out of the gambling house and saw Eunuch Gao. He was startled and quickly wanted to say hello. When he saw Li Shimin next to Eunuch Gao, he opened his mouth and closed it again. This distinguished guest was not
If he could entertain them, he turned around and ran inside.