Chapter 395 Newspapers Actually Sell Like This

By the afternoon, Li Yi had written the articles to be printed in the newspaper and sent them over for typesetting.

The typesetting person did it for the first time and chose the size of the font written by Li Yi.

Copper is generally used to make currency and bronze utensils, with low output and high demand.

Most people would be reluctant to use copper to make movable type, but Zhuangzi didn't care, he was rich.

If we are short of copper, how can we still be short of the copper Zhuangzi used to make movable type?

The word picker picked out the words one by one and fixed them in the template.

It is fixed with buckles. There are special grooves on the copper movable type, which can be directly buckled.

Otherwise, you need to melt the wax and put these words on it so that they will not fall off after the wax solidifies.

When you take it down, heat it again, the wax will melt, and the words will come off.

Not only is it laborious, but it also consumes a lot of wax.

When making movable type, there are bulges in the mold, and the characters come out with grooves.

Newspapers today only have one large sheet and are printed on one side.

The plates were laid out that day, and printing started that evening. There were 10,000 copies, and there was only one printing press, and they needed to be printed until tomorrow morning.

The people in the printing shop didn't care, and it was finally time for them to show off.

The story in the newspaper is the first chapter of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Li Yi spread it, and many people are still copying it.

Now it is printed in newspapers, there are no typos, and it is comfortable to read.

In addition, Li Yi also asked Li Yi to print it and put it in newspapers, so that people would find it novel.

Even if you are illiterate and don't want to buy, you will still listen to others read it.

Then write it down, feel that you have mastered something good, and then spread it out.

On the morning of April 20th, Song De found Li Yi again.

"Proprietor, all 10,000 copies have been printed. Look."

As he spoke, Song De took out a newspaper, and the smell of ink wafted away.

Li Yi took it and read it from beginning to end. There was no problem with the layout and the handwriting was clear.

"Very good, sell it for three yuan a copy." Li Yi returned the newspaper to Song De.

"Ah? Three cents? Boss, you probably don't know how much this newspaper costs, right?"

Song De was dumbfounded and looked at his proprietor doubtfully.

"Of course I know that paper costs ten cents and ink costs two cents. Not counting the cost of copper coins and labor costs, it's twelve cents."

Li Yi nodded to show that he understood.

"Then..." Song De was at a loss. Do you know that you still sell it for 2 yuan for 12 yuan?

"Sell it, you can't pay for it. I've written a few notes for you here. Keep them. If you can't sell them, take them out and yell at them."

Li Yi didn't want to say more, he just ordered and took out a few folded notes from his pocket.

"Okay, proprietor, then I will arrange for someone to sell it." Song De gritted his teeth, listened to the proprietor, turned around and left with the note.

"In the first few days, our people went to sell them, and when the people in Chang'an got to know each other, we found out if an adult in the family had an old illness and hoped that the children would work hard to make a living.

From now on, the newspapers will be sold to them, and they will be paid a penny if they sell five copies, or the wages may be adjusted depending on the situation. "

Li Yi added another sentence.

Song De, who walked to the door, paused: "I know the proprietor."

Song De left gloomily. He was not angry with Li Yi, but angry with himself.

He knew that the proprietor promised not to compensate if he said he would not compensate, but he couldn't figure out why he could not compensate.

There were nine thousand newspapers, three large luxury carriages were dispatched, and a special carriage was sent to pull people.

And a truck loaded with jelly noodles, condiments, bowls and chopsticks.

Five vehicles set off, followed by twenty Feathering Flying Riders.

Now Song De has a guard when he comes out of Zhuangzi. He is afraid that he will be captured. He knows too much.

The order received by Yulin Feiqi was that if Song De was attacked and Yulin Feiqi could not destroy the enemy and rescue him, he would shoot Song De.

Song De knew it himself, so he only went to Chang'an City and did not wander around elsewhere.

Arriving at the gate of the city, unloading the jelly and other items, the convoy entered, and the gatekeeper began to scrape the food into bowls and add seasonings.

The motorcade stopped directly south of the Imperial City facing Suzaku Street. Stalls were not allowed here, and load bearers were not allowed to hawk.

Song De doesn't care about that much, Yu Lin Feiqi is protecting him, am I selling it? I am giving it away. A newspaper costing twelve cents is only three cents.

When we got there, the carriages opened and everyone stood in rows and shouted together.

"Take a look, take a look, you are selling something at a loss for three pennies. This is a newspaper with stories and common sense about life."

"A newspaper that cost twelve cents now only sells for three cents. If you buy it, you can learn knowledge."

"The newspaper is the Dibao. You can't see the Dibao, but you can see the newspaper."

Song De and the dealers shouted very hard, but unfortunately everyone gathered around and refused to buy.

They knew who Song De was and saw them shouting, pointing and talking to each other.

Song De: "..."

He had no choice but to reach into his pocket, take out a folded piece of paper, unfold it, look, look, and take a deep breath.

Then he shouted resignedly: "Shocked, three men sneaked into Taoyuan and actually did such a thing."

"Oh~~" The onlookers' eyes lit up and they were surprised.

Someone immediately came forward: "Manager Song, what are you talking about?"

"It was written in the newspaper that this is the three cents." Song De was convinced. The proprietor was still awesome.

"Is it written on it?" the other party was suspicious.

"Why are you lying to me? Do you want to buy it? If you don't buy it, get out of the way. Someone wants to buy it later." Song De did not explain.

"Buy, get a piece of paper, just look at it, no compensation."

"I'll buy one too."

"I know how to read. Can any of you buy it and read it to me?"

A group of people came to buy the newspaper, and within a short time, more than 400 copies were sold.

The person who got the newspaper avoided the others and ran to the corner to read it.

Others chased these people away, and the people in front of them dispersed. Those who came up behind didn't know what was going on. What kind of newspapers did Li Jia Zhuangzi come to sell?

Song De took out another piece of paper, read it, and gritted his teeth: "What on earth did a woman do to entangle so many men together? If you want to know, buy a newspaper. It's only three yuan."

"Wow~~" This time there were more people, and they all paid for it. Even the illiterate people bought it, and they were going to ask the literate people to help them read it.

After a while, Song De took out a note: "When doing this, you will be sweating all over, panting, and your mouth will feel dry. There is a way to solve it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net can also make men last longer. It's all in In the newspapers.”

All of a sudden, it went crazy, all crazy, women came running to buy newspapers.

At this time, the person who had bought the newspaper came over and said, "Manager Song, where are the three men you mentioned..."

"Why not? Didn't that mean Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei became sworn brothers in Taoyuan?" Song De replied.

other side:"……"

Someone next to me said: "I know what a woman has done to entangle many men. The Queen Mother interferes in politics."

"Why haven't I seen anything more permanent about men?" The man who had just bought the newspaper read through the lines and found nothing.

"To prevent heatstroke, dock porters, isn't this the case when working? Drinking a bowl of cold water with salt will help you carry the goods, will it last?" Song De asked the other party confidently.

"Okay, Manager Song, good job, I'm convinced." The other party clasped his fists, turned around and left.

After walking for a distance, he picked up the newspaper again and read it. If it didn't have anything, it wouldn't be there. At least this newspaper was good at covering the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and preventing heatstroke.

A woman who bought a newspaper came over, took a sip, twisted her waist and left.

Song De chuckled, and almost 5,000 copies were sold at once.

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