Chapter 149 Newspaper Production and Ming Newspaper Sellers

Chen Ye continued to chat with Editor He, and Chongzhen passed a camera memory card over.

"Just in time, the production team has brought over the accompanying pictures. Chief Editor He, I'll pass them on to you."

"Okay, to be honest, I read the manuscripts you gave me, Mr. Chen, and I became interested in this fictional history. If I filmed according to that, hey, it would really be an eye-opener."

He Yushan happily chatted with Chen Ye, waiting for Chen Ye to send the selected pictures to him via email from the computer.

The moment he clicked the mouse to open the mailbox, He Yushan was a little happy looking at the picture.

"Hey, this is a fantasy. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is wearing a generalissimo uniform, and there are these slogans. It looks too much like our military."

"I just asked someone to take the photo through my connections. After all, only the military has so many professions."

Listening to Chen Ye's casual explanation, He Yushan looked at the pictures without PS or special effects, but he could accept it.

The first reaction of anyone who sees this kind of picture is not that of another real world, but that it is subconsciously attributed to the real-life troops.

It's just that he hasn't heard for a long time which army has taken over this kind of film. It's not like in the past, when you make art films, you can attract people. Nowadays, large-scale recruitment is no longer seen, and the management is still very strict.

"It's just that in your picture, many places feel like you are stepping on the red line. These slogans, these gestures... and your training uniform."

He Yushan looked at it and frowned a little. Many of the things in the pictures were restricted. If they were released and hyped up again, he would have to get a demerit.

Now he regrets taking this order. Even if it is a costume, everything is different from reality, but this thing can easily be accused of innuendo.

Those of them who are publishing reviewers are most afraid of being involved in certain things.

"Don't worry, these newspapers are not for profit and the content has nothing to do with us.

There will be no violations, and as the senior editor, you should be able to see that."

"I'll take a look again."

He Yushan scratched his head and looked carefully. He only agreed after confirming that these people, especially Chongzhen, did not look like anyone in reality.

As long as there is no clear insinuation, he can fool it, just a word game.

"Okay, Chief Editor He, I wish us a happy cooperation."

“It’s a pleasure to work with Mr. Chen.”

After He Yushan shook hands with Chen Ye, he arranged the pictures in the order according to Chen Ye's requirements and sent them for typesetting.

The main page text and pictures of the newspaper have been left blank for a long time. Now you just need to add the pictures in order.

That night, the newspaper employees who were working overtime were eating late-night snacks while complaining about the content of the things they printed.

"Sister Chen, what kind of weird things do you think are being printed this time? Some people have to pretend to be from the Ming Dynasty.

This is also a investiture ceremony, it is for the emperor's own child, and there are those military uniforms, which are similar to the time-travel novel my children read."

"I always feel like this is a hallucination, and many of these contents are just the same as our promotion methods.

I also heard that a special effects company had taken an order from them before, and these pictures are screenshots from special effects movies."

The two elder sisters who were responsible for cutting the corners chatted while eating the vegetables. He and the others could almost memorize the contents of the newspaper.

"I don't know which one has a brain problem. I printed so many, just print tens of thousands of them for fun."

"Whatever, the section chief said that after working overtime today, I will get an A for my year-end performance."

"It's still early for the end of the year, so just listen to him draw the pie."

Pouting their lips, the two of them speeded up their meal.

In the capital, one day has passed since the ceremony, and two days have passed since the Army was awarded the title.

"Everyone has memorized those hawking words clearly."

In the back street of Jinyiwei, there is a row of clothes of all kinds, and people with huge height differences are lined up in several rows.

Everyone has a stack of newspapers in their hands. There is also a canvas bag on the waist, which contains more newspapers.

Wang Chengen was in front of the crowd, shouting with a loudspeaker.

These people are all members of the Propaganda Department, and are currently under the joint jurisdiction of Jinyiwei and Dongchang. They will not be handed over individually until the next batch of half-year students from the Royal Academy graduate.

"My lord, the newspapers in each province have been distributed and the horses are being fed to prepare for departure. Other provinces are waiting for His Majesty's decree."

"Commander Li never fails to take care of himself when doing things. He truly reassures the Emperor. It is a pleasure for our family to work with you."

"It's all because of His Majesty's strong support. Jin Yiwei now has sufficient food and salary. If he still can't accomplish anything, then His Majesty's trust will be wasted."

When Li Ruolian heard Wang Chengen's compliment, he quickly said humbly.

All he wants now is to be promoted and get that general star as soon as possible.

Judging from the current situation, the Jinyiwei will soon be replaced by the Royal Army. By then, his status as the commander of the Jinyiwei will be in jeopardy.

Although Jin Yiwei sent 3,000 men into the army, they were all beaten into a mess. Now that he is allowed in, it is hard to say whether he can recover two of them.

And now he is only a lieutenant colonel, which is at best the same as an army regiment commander, but he no longer leads the army, so this military rank is vacant.

"Commander Li, when we come out, the Emperor asked you to go to the palace in the afternoon. If you have something to explain, remember to use the intercom to call after lunch around six o'clock."

"Six o'clock? Okay, sir."

Li Ruolian subconsciously raised his hand and looked at the mechanical watch in his hand.

This is a high-quality watch wholesaled by Chen Ye from Yiwu. It is not the kind of product sold by Pinduoduoduo, but of real military quality.

Ever since he put on this thing that no one else had, Li Ruolian felt like he was a unique person. Every day he wished that people would not look at him but only at his hands.

Li Ruolian left the back street and went to the Jinyiwei compound through the side door to continue making arrangements, while Wang Chengen continued to inquire about the newspaper seller.

Only after confirming that all the newspaper sellers had memorized the content of each picture in the newspaper and the corresponding emphasis, did they feel relieved.

After giving the order, they started running around the city holding newspapers and bags.

In less than an hour, hundreds of spots throughout the capital were covered by the same hawking sound.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers! The Ming Dynasty Royal News! Your Majesty personally arranges the clothes for the frontier heroes!"

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers! Mr. Fan Fucui, a bachelor, made important comments on the heroic deeds of Prince Lu Xiang Shengzhong."

Those who were practicing stalls and going to the market, as well as servants from various governments and refugees, were all shocked by these newspaper sellers who were walking and hawking.

"Chen Tuzi, what's going on? Doesn't the Military and Horse Department of the Five Cities care about it? Selling books and periodicals openly."

The business environment in the Ming Dynasty was relatively free, and hawking was not considered a regulation. Unless it blocked the road, the soldiers of the Five Cities Army and Horses Division would catch up.

"Didn't you see that they are followed by imperial guards? How dare those cowards from the Wucheng Bingma Division take care of them? This is obviously authorized by the imperial court."

"You're still a coward. I asked you for a ride yesterday and I didn't even say no to you."

Butcher Chen, who set up a stall selling Wanliheng, or pork, sneered. The Wucheng Army and Horses Division was in the middle of the capital, and it was the lowest-level official organization.

He can be stepped on in any department, and he does all kinds of chores, so he is called a coward by the people at the lower level to vent their anger.

Of course, no matter how low the urban management is, it is still a deterrent to the self-employed in the capital. Therefore, when people from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division buy meat, they have to use large intestines, and Chen Tuzi can only agree.

"Why is this newspaper so colorful? It seems to have paintings on it."

"Then who knows, why don't you buy one and take a look? You make a lot every day, how expensive can this one be?"

Hearing the encouragement from the vendor at the fried cake stall next door, Chen Tuzi hesitated a little. He was indeed curious, and he did have a lot of money, but it was not a waste of money.

There weren't many novel things in the capital, and this method of selling newspapers and periodicals was the first time that it appeared. Chen Tuzi rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea for free prostitution.

"Hey, little brother, what is this newspaper of yours?

Are they all words? I am illiterate, so bring it to me and take a look. If there is anyone I recognize, I will buy a copy."

“There are also people who draw, and people who can look at the pictures, and you can understand what’s going on without having to read.

And it only requires two copper plates, with pictures of His Majesty’s ceremony yesterday on them, as well as various pictures.

If you give me two more coins, I can tell you the content of each picture."

"Then get one and let me see what the painting is like."

Chen Tuzi was just a little curious at first and wanted to have a look at it for free, but when he heard about the two copper coins, he immediately stopped hesitating. He made more than ten coins a day, and it was very cost-effective to buy a novelty.

The newspaper seller was also very happy. This was his first order. For every ten newspapers sold, he would get a commission of one copper penny.

He handed a newspaper loaded on the stapler to Chen Tuzi.

The owner of the fried cake stall came over and stretched out his dirty hand to touch it.

"Go, go, Lao Litou, I bought this, it's up to you to buy it yourself."

Chen Tuzi slapped the fried cake owner's hand away and took the newspaper.

The slightly rough paper feel of the newspaper did not affect Chen Tuzi's perception. He was shocked by the picture on the first page.

"My dear, this is the mighty military household I mentioned yesterday? These clothes look really domineering.

Which general is that in the middle? And this radiant light is really... really majestic."

"Hey, let me take a look.

You idiot, what are you talking nonsense? This is obviously His Majesty. I saw this formation from a distance that day.

And look at this golden dragon, how could it be a general? You have the nerve to say that you are literate, but you can’t even understand what was introduced above."

Chen Tuzi couldn't stop the fried cake stall owner, so he simply let him watch.

The two of them discussed the contents of the pictures with each other. As for the large characters, except for a few occasional contents that they could understand over time, they were all confused and simply ignored them.

"Chen Tuzi, why don't you give me two more papers and let this little guy read it for us?"

"Are you kidding? I've already paid two cents, and you still want me to pay. You think I've sold thousands of miles and sold too much, and you can only hum, right?"

Butcher Chen was immediately shocked. Good guy, he, Butcher Chen, is the only one who can filter other people's oil. Today, this neighbor actually came to him to extract oil.
Chapter completed!