Writing in the Republic of China (16)

Ji Changze's plan to advertise himself was implemented very well. The pseudonym Yuanwang once again gained a large number of fans. Every day, they stretched their necks to wait for him to serialize chapters. When he saw that it was almost done, he started to advertise.

Again, the reason why this novel was so popular was not only because of the interesting plot, but also because of the medical knowledge in it. These little knowledge that seemed to be common sense in later generations were knowledge that people who were not doctors had never seen before in this era when information was not circulated.

After a series of examples such as "the son of a certain family drowned, but was saved because his relatives had read Mr. Yuanwang's book" and "a certain family was burned, but because they used Mr. Yuanwang's method, other people with burns had high fevers but he did not", the books of this pseudonym sold better.

Even people who could not read could not help but spend money to listen to the storytellers who cooperated with Chang'an Daily after hearing about it. It was not for anything else, but to know these little knowledge, so that if they had any illness or pain in the future, they would save money.

Although Mr. Yuanwang specifically wrote that this knowledge is not applicable to everyone, and if you are sick, please seek medical treatment in time, but the facts have proved that what he wrote is correct, and even some doctors have said that these are correct, but some of them are not even known by doctors.

After all, learning medicine is passed down from generation to generation. Apart from one's own children, only apprentices can learn it. I have never heard of a doctor telling people all over the world about his own medical knowledge. Therefore, some doctors with a family heritage know some of the medical knowledge written by Mr. Yuanwang. Some of them have not been passed down in the family and he himself has not encountered them, so it is normal not to know.

It is precisely because of this that people who read the book think that Ji Changze is a doctor.

Even if he is not a doctor, there must be someone in his family who is a doctor.

Otherwise, why does he know so many things that even many practicing doctors don't know, and he writes about the treatment process in such detail.

In fact, Ji Changze really worked as a doctor. Of course, Ji Changze worked as a doctor, but the eldest son of the Ji family did not, so outsiders thought he was a doctor, and Liu Qingru felt that his junior brother was a genius.

If he is not a genius, how can he write so realistically?

For Ji Changze's new book, Chang'an Daily has another wave of traffic. Naturally, the newspaper made a lot of money. Liu Qingru was floating while walking, and his brain circuit coincided with that of his former boss.

Changze wrote books, and the books made money.

Changze opened a canning factory, and the canning factory made money.

The key is that other people opened factories to make money by selling things, but Changze was amazing. He donated money and even the military cooperated.

This is not a junior brother, this is simply the God of Wealth, a golden thigh!

Therefore, when Ji Changze said that he wanted to open a pharmaceutical factory, he immediately raised his hands and feet to support it.

Open! Junior brother, you can open anything you want! We have money!

On this day, Ji Changze's advertisement was published in his new novel.

People who couldn't wait to get the newspaper finished reading the novel and found that this time there was an advertisement for recruiting doctors or pharmaceutical experience.

"Mr. Yuanwang said that he wants to open a pharmaceutical factory and hopes to recruit talents to work. The salary can be negotiated based on the applicant's ability. Those who are interested can go to Chang'an Daily."

"It also says the minimum salary. The minimum salary is so high. There must be a lot of work to do and it must be very hard, right?"

"With so much money, what's the hard work? My brother is studying medicine. I will let him go to Chang'an Daily now."

"It is clearly written that it is a pharmaceutical factory. Even if it is hard, it probably won't be that hard."

Nowadays, when everyone gets up in the morning, they get the newspaper first and get together to discuss in groups of three or two. This time, after seeing such news, some families studying medicine have gone home to inform their families, and some families without anyone studying medicine regret not letting their family members study.

Such a high salary, it's a pity to miss it like this.

However, since it is a pharmaceutical factory opened by Mr. Yuanwang, he only writes novels and some medicines he writes casually are so useful, so the medicines made seriously must be very good.

In this way, before Ji Changze's pharmaceutical factory was opened, a large number of people were full of confidence in him and ready to buy it.

At the same time, on the distant front line, a soldier wiped the sweat from his head, trotted and squatted in the pit. After he was safe, he took out the can hidden in his arms, opened the lid and ate it carefully.

This was a can of meat, the meat smelled delicious, he ate it with satisfaction, but the people next to him were very greedy, and asked him quietly where the can came from. Several people around him also looked over with saliva.

The soldier was stared at by so many people, smacked his lips with some pride, and said: "This is canned meat. My brother is a soldier in the north. They gave it to him in the camp. He couldn't bear to eat it, so he saved it. Didn't we fight with them a while ago? He gave it to me when we separated, saying that he wanted to save it for our brother to try when he got home, and he gave it to me when he saw me."

"My brother said that this can not only tastes good, but also has enough nutrition, and is very easy to store. It won't go bad even if you keep it for several years, otherwise he wouldn't save it."

"So amazing? This is a good thing. Your brother is so good to you."

"I know this, but I don't know how it tastes."

"It smells so good. Is there really meat in it? The last time we ate meat was three years ago, right?"

All brothers who fought together, the soldier hesitated for a moment, took a big bite, and handed the rest to them: "Each of you have a taste to replenish your strength."

Others had already been greedy, and did not refuse. They took bites of the meat and chewed it for a long time, unwilling to swallow it. They waited until it was crumbed before swallowing it reluctantly.

"It's delicious."

"I feel like I can have a sweet dream at night after eating this."

"It would be great if I could eat this every day in the future. If I could eat it every day, I would think it was worth it even if I died."

"It will be soon. When we win, we will drive out those foreign devils. Our country will be in charge of itself, and we will definitely be able to eat meat every day."

As soon as this was said, everyone was silent.

After a long time, someone said, "Can we really eat meat every day after victory? If we can, I will eat one piece in the morning, one piece at noon, and one piece in the evening. How wonderful."

"Look at your future, why only eat one piece? If we want to eat, we can eat a bowl."

Everyone laughed, but they didn't know what the future would be like. Most of them couldn't read, and naturally they had never been to school. They didn't know the national justice or the situation. For the piece of meat they ate, they could be happy for a week.

At night, when we were resting, the boss suddenly sent people to push boxes of canned food.

Each person was given one.

In case they would not know how to eat, the boss specially arranged people to show them how to open the cans.

At first, they heard that meat was put in it and it was forbidden to put it in, so most people were reluctant to eat it and wanted to take it back to their families if they had a chance. When they heard that they could eat it once a month, they had no scruples.

Ji Changze donated things for the country, but it did not prevent him from promoting his kindness. So that night, while eating the delicious canned food, he listened to someone above saying passionately that the canned food was donated by someone and he would not charge them a penny just to thank them for their hard work in defending the country.

"Mr. Ji said! We are fighting on the front line to protect the country, and he is providing supplies in the rear, so that those of us who protect the country will not suffer. As long as we are in need and as long as he can afford it, he will give it to us!! Everyone, work hard!! Just watch! We protect the country, and there are people who protect us!! "

The boss was very excited, and the people below were also excited.

I don't know why, but my eyes became red as I listened. They were not children anymore, even if they were before, they were no longer children after carrying guns to the battlefield.

But there was such a person, waving money, holding canned food in his hand, and said to them: I will protect you.

This feeling, why does it make people want to cry so much.

After this night, everyone remembered Mr. Ji from Rouan.

After receiving the supplies sent by Mr. Ji one after another, this memory deepened a lot.

Even many years later, when the country has been completely stable, when their children and grandchildren asked about the past, they would be moved and yearning, and after being immersed in memories for a long time, they sincerely said under the expectant eyes of their children and grandchildren:

The canned food in their house is really fragrant!