Bring The System To Datang

In the afternoon, Li Yi wrote the article to be printed in the newspaper and sent it to typesetting.

It is the first time for the typesetting person to select the characters according to the size of the font written by Li Yi.

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

Most people can't bear to use copper to make movable type, but Zhuangzi doesn't care, he has money.

If you lack copper, can you still lack the copper used by Zhuangzi to make movable type?

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

It is fixed by a buckle, and there is a special groove on the copper movable type, which is directly buckled.

Otherwise, you need to melt the wax and put these words on it so that it won't fall off after the wax has solidified.

When you take it down, heat it again, the wax melts, and the word is taken off.

It is not only laborious, but also consumes a lot of wax.

When making movable type, the inverted mold has protrusions, and the out-going type has grooves.

The newspaper today has only one large sheet, and it is printed on one side.

The pages were arranged that day, and printing started that evening. Ten thousand copies were made. There was only one printing press, and it needed to be printed until tomorrow morning.

The people in the printing workshop didn't care, and it was finally time for them to perform.

The story in the newspaper was the first episode of The Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Li Yi passed it out, and now many people are still copying it there.

Now it is printed in the newspaper, there are no typos, and it looks comfortable.

In addition, Li Yi asked to print the prevention of heat stroke and put it in the newspaper, and the people would find it strange.

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

Then write it down, feel that you have a good thing, 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, you see."

While speaking, Song De took out a newspaper, and the smell of ink drifted away.

Li Yi took it and looked at it from beginning to end. The typesetting was fine and the handwriting was clear.

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

"Ah? Three coins? Proprietor, do you know the cost of this newspaper?"

Song De dumbfounded and looked at the own proprietor suspiciously.

"Naturally know that ten dollars for paper and two dollars for ink, excluding copper and labor costs, twelve dollars."

Li Yi nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Then..." Song De was at a loss, do you know that you still sell three for twelve dollars?

"Sell it, you can't pay it. I have written a few notes for you here. You can collect them. If you can't sell them, take them out and shout them."

Li Yi didn't want to say more, but only ordered to take out a few folded notes from his pocket.

"Okay, the proprietor, then I will arrange for someone to sell it." Song De gritted his teeth, listening to the proprietor's words, turned and walked away with a note.

"In the first few days, our people will sell it and wait until the people in Chang'an are familiar with it. See who the adults in the family have old illnesses, and expect the children to work hard to make ends meet and find them.

Later the newspaper will be sold to them, five copies will be sold for one dollar, or the wages will be adjusted depending on the situation. "

Li Yi added another sentence.

Song De, who walked to the door, took a meal: "I know the proprietor."

Song De left unhappily. He was not angry with Li Yi, but at his own.

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

Nine thousand newspapers were dispatched, three luxury carriages were dispatched, and another was specially assigned to pull people.

And a truck loaded with jelly, condiments, and tableware.

Five cars set off, and twenty Yulin Feiqi followed.

Now Song De Zhuangzi has a guard, and he is afraid that he will be taken away. He knows too much.

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

Song De knew it himself, so he only went to Chang'an City and didn't run around in other places.

At the gate of the city, unloading the jelly and other things, the convoy entered, and the gatekeeper began to scrape the bowl and add spices.

The motorcade stopped directly to the location facing Vermillion Bird Street, south of the imperial city. Stalls were not allowed to be set up here, and people who carried the burden were not allowed to sell.

Song De doesn't care about the many, Yulin Feiqi is protecting it, am I selling it? I'm giving it away. A newspaper with a cost of twelve texts is only three dollars.

At the place, the carriage opened, and everyone stood in a row and shouted together.

"Take a look, take a look, the three pennies of things sold at a loss, this is a newspaper, there are stories on it, and life common sense."

"The newspaper with the capital of twelve dollars is now only sold for three dollars, so you can learn knowledge if you buy it."

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

Song De and the dealers yelled very hard, but it was a pity that everyone was watching and just didn't buy it.

They know who Song De is, watch them yell, point and talk to each other.

Song De: "..."

He couldn't help it, reached out his pocket, took out a folded note, unfolded, looked, looked, and took a deep breath.

Then he confessed his fate and shouted: "Shocked, the three men sneaked into Taoyuan and did such things."

"Oh~~" The onlookers' eyes lit up, surprised.

Someone immediately stepped forward: "Steward Song, what are you talking about?"

"It's written in the newspaper, and that's all for the three coins." Song De was convinced, and the proprietor was still very good.

"It's written on it?" The other party doubted.

"What lie to you, buy it or not, let it go if you don't buy it, someone will buy it later." Song De didn't explain.

"Buy, come one, just look at this paper, don't pay."

"I also buy one."

"I'm literate, whoever bought it, read it to me."

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

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

Others chased these people and left. The people in front of them dispersed, and those who came up later didn't know what was going on. What kind of newspaper did Li's Zhuangzi come to sell?

Song De took out another note, read it, and gritted his teeth: "What exactly did a woman do to get so many men entangled together. If you want to know, buy a newspaper. It costs three dollars."

"Wow~~" There were more people this time, and they all paid for it. Those who didn't know how to read would buy them, and they were ready to look for the help of literate people.

After a while, Song De took a note: "When you do this, you will sweat all over, panting, and your mouth feels dry. There is a way to solve it, and it can make men last longer. It's all in the newspaper."

All of a sudden, crazy, all crazy, women ran over to buy newspapers.

At this time, the person who bought the newspaper ran over: "Guan Shi, how can there be the three men you mentioned..."

"Why not, isn't it that Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei ended up in Taoyuan?" Song Dezhao went back.

other side:"……"

Someone next to me said: "I know what a woman has done to entangle many men, and the Queen Mother is in politics."

"Why didn't I see more lasting things with men?" The person who just bought the newspaper looked at it at a glance, but couldn't find it.

"Prevent heatstroke, port porters, this is not the case when working? Drinking a bowl of salt and cold water can be transported, will it last forever?" Song Deli asked the other frankly.

"Okay, Song is in charge, he is good at it, and he has taken it." The other party cupped fist, turned and left.

After going out for a distance, he picked up the newspaper again and read it. If there is nothing, there is nothing, at least the newspaper's Romance of the Three Kingdoms and the prevention of heat stroke are still very good.

A woman who had bought a newspaper came over and took a sip, twisting her waist and leaving.

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

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