Chapter 385 For the Glory of Penglai

"Portrait?"

"Yes, judging from the traces, it should also be printed with a mold, but the strokes... My God, they actually use fine oblique lines and cross lines to represent light or dark shadows, and the dark areas are ink." Mr. Zhuang praised, "Don't you think... this portrait is lifelike, as if it is standing on the picture?"

"Now that you say that, it makes some sense." Wei's father pondered, "But it is just a palm-sized portrait after all, and it can be printed in batches. It shouldn't be worth much, right?"

"What is valuable is the painting skills." The other party said firmly, "I have collected many famous paintings by famous artists, and I have some understanding of this industry. For those masters, seeking breakthroughs in skills and improving their own state of mind are equally important. I can't say more specifically, but this method of using lines to represent light and shadow, so as to make the portrait stand up, is definitely from the hands of a famous artist! If I can get the original, I will definitely sell it for a high price in a few years."

"So that's what you mean." Wei's father suddenly realized.

"Of course, the value of this newspaper is far more than ten cents... Putting aside the cost, it is a commemorative first issue, and the content is so amazing. If I hadn't read it, I wouldn't have known that there were dragons in Jinxia City... It's really eye-opening." Mr. Zhuang looked at Wei Wushuang, "It should sell well."

"No... When I went to buy the newspaper, almost no one was willing to pay."

"What?" The other party was surprised, "How many newspapers are there in that store?"

Wei Wushuang thought for a while, "About two or three thousand?"

"In this way... I'll buy half." The businessman surnamed Zhuang He stood up and said, "Where is the store?"

"Are you sure?" Wei's father asked in surprise, "That's more than 100 taels of silver."

"When did I do a business that would lose money?" He said confidently, "Everyone outside wants to know the news about Jinxia City. If you take it to Anshen City to sell, you won't have to worry about no one wanting it for 20 cents. And those painters, paying one or two silver coins is nothing to them. To put it bluntly, the business itself is to use the difference in information to gain profits. As long as the channels are open, there are few things in the world that can't make money."

"I'll take you there!" Wei Wushuang said happily.

"But didn't you just say... you're going to the office later?"

"Hey, it's not too late. Mr. Zhuang, please follow me."

Wei Wushuang put on his outer robe again and took him out the door. At the same time, he was very happy in his heart - although it could only increase the sales of one store, it was better than not selling any copies. And Mr. Zhuang's vision is really good. If the newspaper can be sold to other places, it can be regarded as the original intention of the Propaganda Department.

However, when Wei Wushuang arrived at the bookstore with the sponsor, he received an unexpected answer from the shopkeeper.

"What did you say - all the newspapers are sold out?"

"Yes," the boss said a little embarrassedly, "Not only the ones on the table, but also the ones in the house are sold out."

"But didn't few people want to buy before?"

"Indeed, but later a mysterious guest bought all the newspapers and distributed them to the surrounding villagers for free on the spot." The boss scratched his head, "Maybe some wealthy family is doing charity..."

I have only heard of people using hot porridge and noodles for charity, and this is the first time I have heard of two people doing charity with newspapers.

Besides, these Shenjin Weekly newspapers add up to two or three hundred taels of silver!

Wei Wushuang and Mr. Zhuang looked at each other for a while.

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"Lord Chi, the newspapers of Baiwen Yaji and Zhouji Bookstore have all been distributed, and the remaining one is not in big trouble." Kong Xuanzi reported to Chi, "We only didn't contact the Affairs Bureau, and the three bookstores added up to a total of 456 taels of silver."

"Thank you for your hard work." Chi nodded with satisfaction, and changed to a more majestic posture of crossing his legs, "How much silver and money do you have left this time?"

"There are still more than 17,000 taels left," Kong Xuanzi counted with his fingers, "but many of them are gold ingots and gems. If you want to cash them in cash, it will take some time."

"Is that all you have spent?" Chi supported his face with one hand and said, "It seems that it won't cost much to give one to everyone in Jinxia City. It would be great if we can find a way to ask Xia Fan to print more newspapers."

Penglai is not short of money.

But she has never revealed to others how rich Penglai is.

Many, many years ago, when humans and dragons coexisted, the sacrifices accepted by the ancestors included not only children, but also a lot of property. In order to store them, the ancestors had to open up a huge cave on the island as a warehouse. Over time, many copper coins were even stuck together and could no longer be separated. When evacuating Penglai Island, Chi asked people to take away a large amount of money in batches, but there were still many valuable things left on the island.

This is why she had to bring more than ten followers with her when she traveled.

In addition to taking care of her daily life, some people had to guard and escort the "travel money" she brought on this trip.

When Chi introduced her abilities to the candidates of the six countries, she deliberately concealed the money part, and did not want to arouse the other party's greed, so as to get the opposite result.

After all, such a huge "dowry", let alone a demon, even if the target is a demon, I am afraid that someone would dare to agree to it.

She is a dragon.

A unique real dragon.

It should be more dazzling than these money.

Now... someone finally realized this.

Chi happily picked up a newspaper at hand and read the report about herself for the seventeenth time.

He rushed thousands of miles to deliver reinforcements, called for rain to put out the fire in the city, cut off the sea wind to trap the enemy ship in the west, and led the soldiers to defeat the ferocious pirates... all of them were positive descriptions, and the accompanying drawings also showed the heroic posture of the dragon.

So this is what it feels like to be on the headlines.

Overall... it's pretty good.

Although the price of the newspaper caused people to have a weak desire to buy on the first day, Penglai can solve this small problem by itself. Chi believes that when these news spread, she will sooner or later become the guardian in the hearts of Jinxia residents and rebuild the Penglai Fairy Pavilion that is cheered by the world.

"Once the snow melts, notify those old friends who are living in seclusion to move to Jinxia City in Qiguo." Chi said slowly.

This means that it is equivalent to officially deciding to settle here.

"Yes." Kong Xuanzi also showed a relieved smile. He didn't care whether the magnificent scene of Penglai could be reproduced. He just hoped that Master Chi could live a carefree life in the future.

"Master Chi--" At this time, another person pushed open the door and said at the door, "The Bureau has sent an invitation. I hope you can go to Fengyang Villa. Master Xia Fan wants to discuss something with you."

Is this the enhanced publicity activity he mentioned before? Everything is finally on the right track.

Chi raised the corner of his mouth, "I know, I will go."