"Recruiting workers, recruiting workers, the typesetting work day and month, 800 literacy, and 800 literacy in a quarter!"

"The Zhigongbao is newly opened, and everyone is responsible for the people in the world!"

"The "Killing Longgang Entertainment Guide" invites talents from all over the world, and now recruits top 'Bai Xianggong', with double salary for one job, chartered car fee, commission, and literacy of more than 2,000 yuan is preferred! Graduation of middle school is preferred!"

"Sanjiang Pavilion has opened several new columns to seek the wise men from all walks of life. The columnist has subsidies, starting from two yuan in a thousand words, and there is no cap on the top!"

...

There was no sign, as if everything had changed drastically overnight.

There are traces of newspapers everywhere on the streets and alleys, hawking, recruiting, and selling... It seems that the previous incident of rounding up "pirates" never happened.

If it weren't for the big test schedule a few days ago, I'd probably have called it long ago.

I originally thought that the market in Killing Longgang would be in a depressed state for several months, but because of this sudden newspaper publishing trend, the entire market was not only more lively than before, but even the floor rents in decent streets were raised by several points.

Some of the second-floor houses in remote corners have now been rented out. Overnight, it seems that the entire Canglong Taoist literate people emerged.

Wang Jiao, who had just finished the exam, was very excited. It was not because he had finished the exam, but because Old Man Qian, who was recuperating, helped him apply for several licenses.

When applying for a newspaper, you also need a license, but now you have to queue up to apply for a license.

But Old Man Qian is obviously different. He is the principal of New No. 1 Middle School, and the newly appointed acting director of the Shalonggang Cultural Bureau is Wang Jiuyue, the former principal of the First Engineering School.

Need to queue up to apply for a license?

"Ajiao, although the trend of free newspapers is coming, as soon as the time comes, it will sooner or later. At that time, as long as the newspapers and magazines are targeted, their licenses will definitely be revoked."

"Sir, what does it mean?"

Wang Jiao didn't understand what Mr. Qian said.

"What I mean is that you don't need to use all these licenses, keep a few for emergencies. If you really lack money, just sell them."

"Clam?"

"Everything in the world is like waves, high and low. Now that the tide is coming, it cannot be stopped and is coming in a brutal way. But there are always times when there are lows. At that time, when the tide recedes, we will know who is swimming naked."

“…”

"Once the situation changes drastically, these messy newspapers will be banned. At that time, the license you sell to those in need will be a timely help, even if you sell it at a sky-high price, that's the case."

After a moment of silence, Student Wang finally understood, "Sir, this is actually a reselling approval document, right?"

"Um?"

Qianbing was very surprised, "I didn't expect you to know a little about what happened two hundred years ago. Good to be good. This is the best thing to study, and you can understand the truth."

Two hundred years ago?!

No, old man, I said it was not two hundred years ago.

Damn!

The old time traveler is awesome!

The topic stopped, and Wang Jiao did not say in detail how he knew about "reselling approval documents". Anyway, he just said it casually, and Old Man Qian did not go into it in depth, so there was no need for him to explain.

After collecting the pile of documents, Wang Jiao asked the Qiandeng, who had a slightly better face, in curiosity: "Sir, it's strange, why did so many people suddenly appear to have to publish a newspaper?"

"Before, the Ministry of Education's new regulations were released to 'open up the road of speech' in the border areas of the four seas and allow free newspapers to be published."

"Isn't this a mess..." Wang Jiaoru said, and coughed lightly, "But I like it, hehe."

"I originally thought it was strange, but later I asked someone to inquire and found out that there were 'pirates' in Hebei, Shandong, North Korea, and Huaidong, and there were pirates like the 'Langya Shipkeeper'. Then, students in Suzhou, Wuhan, Luoyang, Chang'an, and Taiyuan all caused trouble. The last time I made trouble like this was something that happened thirty years ago."

“…”

Wang Jiao's face shook, thinking about whether there is no decent place except for the Great.

"It should be the cabinet. Someone from the Central Instrument Academy took out a 'stop measure' to comfort both sides and give an explanation. Someone may step down. If so, there will be news in the next few days. You will know when the second day of the month is reported."

"There is another thing that I also find strange. Why do I feel like those who read literate all appeared overnight and then arrived at Shalonggang again?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Old Man Qian, who laughed out loud, looked at Wang Jiao, "Ah Jiao, this can only be said that someone learned the news in advance and made arrangements early."

"ah?"

A little shocked student Wang suddenly felt that this matter was strange, and the people in the world knew about your cabinet resolution so quickly?

It's a bit nonsense!

But then I thought about it, the current structure of the Emperor Tang Dynasty is similar to that of the sieve. In addition, I finally knew before that there were dozens of schools of emotional "disruption" and some of them were mixed in the Central Jinzou Academy, and it was okay to kill all the emperors and nobles every day...

Very weird feeling.

"As long as everything starts, sometimes you can't help it."

After saying that, Qianbian looked at Wang Jiao solemnly, "A peaceful life will be at most a few years, and it will end completely. At that time, either there will be no trouble, and once there will be trouble, there will be a civil war!"

“…”

Don't scare me, old man!

I fucking traveled over and enjoyed the ups and downs of life?

I have never seen my newly accepted concubine, the little lady named Peng!

"No...sir, civil war?! It's not!"

"I have been traveling around the country for so many years, and I have also figured out the basics of the provinces in the South China Sea very clearly..."

Sighing, Old Man Qian felt a little sad, "Those who have expanded to the end cannot be expanded. Isn't it necessary to be annexed from the outside? It won't work without fighting."

“…”

Wang Jiao wondered whether he would run away to hunt in "Kunlunzhou". He would put his force into force at any time. He had nothing but a big gun. What a useless thing to do?

"Save time to make a name for yourself. Just killing Longgang is useless in Beicang Province. Sun Fujia's name of "styling head" is not obvious, but he is the first dean of the Law School. His previous identity as a minister of Dali Temple is nothing."

"Make a name?"

"Yes, although it is not a chaotic world yet, you must remember that you have few guns and cannons in your hand, and no one has no money. Only by relying on your reputation can you survive."

After saying that, Mr. Qian said earnestly in Chinese, "I don't want you to survive. I also hope that you can fight the sky and the earth in my heart, but the same thing is said, the road is by myself, I am your husband, just a paving person."

"gentlemen……"

Wang Jiao was very moved. It was enough to be a master.

He is too useless, no wonder anyone.

Thinking about it, it was also true that he suddenly "smacked" from his social state before traveling through time and fell to the Emperor Tang Dynasty, which was three hundred years old in Zhenguan, which made it difficult to adapt.

Until now, he has no way to really integrate into the social mechanism of the Emperor Tang Dynasty.

So out of place, so bizarre.

"If you had the pen of Mr. Zhou from Zhejiang Shui, you could be good at writing and making a name for yourself by selling words. Now that you think about it, those sentences are really good..."

“…”

Mr. Zhou knew about it, and he jumped up and gave me a big sack.

Wang Jiao silently begged Mr. Zhou to spare him, and then thought to himself: I have known this for a long time when writing something to make a name for it. I have a pseudonym now, so I am very famous.

But even if Wang Jiao was killed, he would not tell Mr. Qian that the "Mr. Nanhaijiao" was actually him.

"But you are only eighteen years old after all, and you can't figure out some words. There is a strange person you can imitate."

"Who?"

"'Mr. Nanhaijiao', if you learn from him and write some stories about boys and girls, then I will pack it for you and you will definitely become the leader of this Chinese character."

"This, there's no need..."

Wang Jiao's eyes were sloppy and he refused with great guilt.
Chapter completed!