"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers!"

Liu Goudan was holding a large stack of newspapers as always, running on the street with some difficulty, waving a copy of "Da Tang Daily" in his hand.

"If you sell newspapers, give me a copy of the "Da Tang Daily".

Soon, someone bought the newspaper.

You will be one by one and I will be one by one.

The newspapers in Liu Goudan's hands are gradually getting smaller and smaller.

By the time the sun rose slightly into the air, the "Da Tang Daily" in Liu Goudan's hand was sold out.

"Erwa, this "Da Tang Daily" is getting easier and easier to sell. Unfortunately, the number of newspapers printed on a limited basis every day. Otherwise, if we sell from morning to night, we can earn at least three times the money now."

When Liu Goudan returned to the newspaper office, she met Zhang Erwa at the door again.

"Goudan, if you sell newspapers like this all day, the newspaper will lose several times the money you will lose every month. It's hard to say how long the newspaper will last."

Zhang Erwa is obviously quite satisfied with the current situation.

He would rather earn less every day than make sure that the job of selling newspapers can be continued.

This is more important than anything else.

"That's true. I have heard a lot of rumors, and they all say that Qin Langjun is stupid and does such a thankless thing.

But in my mind, Qin Langjun is the best person in the Tang Dynasty, and he is a good person."

Inadvertently, Qin Xiedao received the first good person card in his life.

However, it is definitely not important for Qin Xiedao to have Liu Goudan's good guy card.

Don’t let the little lady you like give me a good person card, then it’s okay.

"Of course, Qin Langjun is a good person. If we hadn't had him, we would have been frozen to death and starved outside the city. How could we sell newspapers like we are now? After selling the newspapers, we could still go back to the newspaper office to study.

Reading is something I never dared to imagine before, but after becoming newspaper boys in the Tang Dynasty, we actually had the opportunity to study, which was free. What a kind of kindness.

From now on, my life in Zhang Erwa will be Qin Langjun.”

Although Zhang Erwa is only in his teens, her resolute look shocked Liu Goudan.

However, his words obviously touched Liu Goudan.

"You are right, we will definitely listen to Qin Langjun in the future. It's just that this "Da Tang Daily" loses money every day, which makes people worry."

The beautiful mood of Liu Goudan and Zhang Erwa just now disappeared without a trace.

They are all worried that such good days will not last long.

...

Shangguan Dongfang bought the latest "Da Tang Daily" as always, and after arriving at the Censorate, he cooked a pot of tea for himself and slowly read the newspaper.

The work at the Censorate is very leisurely. As long as you don’t want to keep yourself busy, you won’t be busy.

"Qinji wool thread gives you summer warmth."

Shangguan Dongfang originally wanted to take a look at the latest "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but inexplicable things appeared in the place where "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" should have been serialized.

After patiently reading this page, Shangguan Dongfang finally understood it.

This Qinji wool yarn is produced by the Qinji wool workshop outside the city. It will start selling in the Qinji wool yarn workshops everywhere in Chang'an City tomorrow.

The price of three cents per pound can be knitted into a sweater for only two to three pounds.

The key is to buy wool thread on the first day tomorrow, and there is an activity to buy two pounds and get one pound.

By doing this, it is equivalent to two cents per kilogram.

A sweater can be done for only four or five cents.

This is definitely a very low price.

Of course, the premise is that this sweater is really as good as the newspaper says.

"Censor Zheng, this strange information will be published today in the "Da Tang Daily". Do you think this thing is real?"

After reading the advertisement, Shangguan Dongfang was still a little doubtful, so he came to Zheng Jiasheng to communicate.

In the Censor Taichung, the rank between superiors and subordinates is not that obvious.

Shangguan Dongfang has known Zheng Jiasheng for several years, so he speaks casually with each other.

"You are talking about the wool thread, right? I've seen it too."

Zheng Jiasheng put down the newspaper in his hand, obviously also curious about the wool thread.

"Yes, this wool thread is praised as a rare treasure in the sky and on the ground. If it is really that good, I would like to buy a few pounds. But I just don't know how to turn the wool thread into a wool sweater."

"I'll go to Qinji wool shop tomorrow."

Shangguan Dongfang finally felt that he could join in the fun.

...

"What's wrong with this Qin Dalang? With this page, can't we serialize one more chapter of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?"

In the Ma Ji Jingkuan, Ma Youcai put down the newspaper in his hand very dissatisfied.

As one of the first people to deal with Qin Xiedao, Ma Youcai is also a fan of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

And every time Ma Youcai thinks of various things he has done since he met Qin Xiedao, he can't help but feel that he is called strange.

Now, he no longer dares to make money through the real estate deeds and land deeds pledged by Qin Xiedao in the pledge warehouse.

On the contrary, he had the urge to follow Qin Xiedao.

But the little arrogance in his heart always made him resist the action of hugging his thighs.

He also wanted to continue to look at the development of the Duke of Yiguo Mansion and see what innovations Qin Xiedao has in business.

"Uncle Second, I know something about this Qinji wool yarn shop. When I went to Xishi yesterday, I saw a new shop called Qinji wool yarn shop, but it has not yet been officially opened to the public.

Didn’t Qin Dalang buy a large amount of wool? That wool was unable to be used before. If he had a way to change this situation, then the clothes made from wool thread would definitely be very warm."

After hearing Ma Youcai's words, Ma Biao interjected something.

"This newspaper boasted about the wool thread, which is true. But the description of this wool thread is too exaggerated and difficult to believe."

Ma Youcai thought of the various exaggerated words in the newspaper just now, and felt that Qin Xiedao was exerting too much force this time.

However, everyone was curious about the wool thread, and this advertisement was definitely a very successful one.

"Well, you are right, Uncle Second, you are right. I'm going to have nothing to do tomorrow. When I go buy a few pounds, I'll know if it's really as good as the newspaper said.

This year's winter is much colder than in previous years. Now there are two months left before spring. It would be nice if you could wear a warm sweater."

Ma Biao tightened her jacket tightly, as if she felt the weather was getting colder.
Chapter completed!