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"My lord, I've found out everything." Ji Zhong wiped his mouth full of oil after eating the meal called back from Deyue Tower, and said, "The most difficult part of running a new newspaper is copying!"

Chen Luo tasted the "Cold Spring Brew" secretly made by Deyue Tower, and hiccupped. It tasted exactly like the happy fat house water from his previous life, no wonder it was so expensive.A cup actually costs one tael of silver.

But he is also an uncle with a monthly income of [-], so what is this little money.In this world, the most indebted thing is eating and drinking.

Let them send two more tanks tomorrow!

"Scribe? Why do you say that?" Chen Luo asked.

"If it's a grass newspaper on the street, all the newspapers are written in plain language, that's easy, just find some engraving workshops for typesetting and printing. But my son, your story must be written in elegant language."

Chen Luo nodded. Although the stories he wrote did not limit the readers' ability to read through them, they still needed Yawen as a bridge to communicate with the Dao of Heaven.

Ji Zhong took a bite of his elbow and continued: "There is no way to print Yawen, it needs to be written manually. Confucian scholars master the technique of 'writing a thousand words', which can be used for copying and copying, and can write millions of words a day. Very upright!"

"There is an establishment in Wenchang Pavilion, called the Transcription Department, which is dedicated to the transcription of newspapers. The Transcription Department in Zhongjing is mainly responsible for the newspapers of the Zhongjing and Zhili generations."

"We don't have a copywriter!"

Chen Luo squinted his eyes and asked, "Does the Transcription Department accept outsourcing?"

"Outsourcing?"

"I hired them to transcribe for me!"

The meat in Ji Zhong's mouth was stuck in his throat, and he took a big sip of cold spring wine to recover, and said with a wry smile: "Young master, the people in the transcription department have other jobs on weekdays, but they will execute them three days before the publication of the newspaper. The matter of copying."

Chen Luo put down his chopsticks, thinking in his mind, according to his thinking, he planned to publish a weekly newspaper, once a week.Each update of martial arts is about 66 words.If a Confucian scholar can write a million words a day, that means that one person can be responsible for [-] new newspapers every day, excluding the rest of the publication day, that is [-] copies.

Of course, people can't use it to death like this. If you fold it in half, it will be two hundred shares.

At present, you can consider Zhongjing City first.Relatively speaking, the Yawen literacy rate in Zhongjing City is also the highest in Daxuan, and it is a very important market.

He had asked Xiao Shiyuan before that Zhongjing City, together with the inner and outer cities, has a total population of more than [-] million people.Their newspapers are only in Beijing, and more than [-] copies are issued every month, and the supply exceeds demand.Wenchang Pavilion is planning to increase to more than [-] copies.

Considering the unlimited talent of reading through, the audience of his new newspaper is definitely several times that of Wenbao, and it is estimated that millions of copies will be sold if it is really fully spread.

But at the beginning of the current stage, you can’t eat a fat man in one bite, and test the water with a base of [-] servings.

That is to say, fifty Confucian scholars who are full-time copyists are needed.

fifty?sprinkle water

Chen Luo was sure, and poured himself another cup of cold spring wine, and asked, "How much is the monthly salary of a full-time copyist Confucian scholar?"

"800 taels!"

Chen Luo choked: "How much?"

"800 taels!" Ji Zhong confirmed with blinking eyes.

"No!" Chen Luo waved his hand, "Look, for example, Nanyuan Xi, I heard that his monthly salary in Beifeng Building is only 30 taels of silver. He is also a Confucian scholar. For 800 taels, what else is he doing to talk about Mr. Wen? Also, I saw that there are also many down-and-out Confucian scholars in the capital, who can’t afford to eat poorly, why don’t they take the job of copying?”

Ji Zhong shook his head: "My lord, you have lost your mind. 'Writing a thousand words' is not something that everyone can master, at least calligraphy can only be comprehended when it reaches the level of 'three points into wood'. For example, I haven't mastered it yet. As for you, you can write Xiaoao The reason why Jianghu is so fast is because you are the original, my son, and you can do it overnight. Otherwise, try to transcribe other books, and you will be able to write thousands of words in a day."

"Ordinary Confucian students are worthless. As long as you have the talent to read through and recite classics every day, after a few decades, you will naturally become a Confucian scholar. Even in the realm of writing or poetry, the power of Haoran Zhengqi depends on the background. Many People are not even qualified to be caravan guards! Life is naturally miserable."

"It's different for Confucian scholars who can advance to the realm of 'Three Points of Penetration' calligraphy. It means that the realm of writing calligraphy has reached an extremely deep level. Even if you write a plaque for someone, if you meet someone who is sought after, a hundred taels of a word is not too expensive!"

"Uh..." Chen Luo understood. He thought that this job could be done by a college student, but it was not enough for everyone on the street. In the end, he needed a professional counterpart!

It's professionals.

"One person is 800 taels per month, and for 50 people, it is 4 taels a month. I count 5 taels as rewards, marketing, and salaries of other personnel! I can publish four issues of the newspaper in a month, and a total of [-] copies are issued. That newspaper costs at least one or two or three cents to recover the cost."

"My psychological price for the new report is about one-third of a silver. There is a shortfall of one or two silver."

"Now it is only ten thousand copies. If it is to spread all over the world, I will lose money."

"But the more people who read it, the higher the rate of generating mortal energy, the more feedback I can receive, and the smoother my practice will be!"

Still have to think about it, how did the capitalists in the previous life control costs?

The price of professional talents is lower than the market price, and the labor side will not have any complaints.The key is stability.

Chen Luo thought about it carefully.

volunteer?

No, the liquidity is too strong and not very stable.

that

Chen Luo's eyes suddenly brightened, and he thought of the famous show operations of those companies in his previous life——

Work with the school!

Chen Luo looked at Ji Zhong suddenly: "Xiao Ji, I remember that you were going to study at Zheliu Academy in Zhongjing, right?"

Ji Zhong nodded: "Yes, Mr. Wang Qifeng of Zheliu Academy recommended me. I originally planned to ask the young master for leave tomorrow and go to Mr. Wang's place. After the period of guarding that I promised the young master is over, Enroll in Zheliu Academy."

"Wang Qifeng?" Chen Luo rolled his eyes, this matter needs to be carefully planned.

Zheliu Academy.

"Head of the academy, the statistics are out." Wang Qifeng saluted Kong Tianfang uprightly, then glanced at the heads of other colleges, and did not continue.

"It's okay, let's hear it." Kong Tianfang knew Wang Qifeng's concerns and said directly.

"Yes!" Wang Qifeng continued, "Today, there are 960 three students in Shengwen Square, of which 150 three students have reached the level of righteousness from the inside; 96 people have advanced from the state of self-seeing to the state of writing ; 63 people have advanced from the state of writing to the state of poetry. Almost all the students' righteous energy reserves have increased by at least [-]%."

"In addition, Yang Ziting, who is in Xuanzi grade, has been promoted from Enlightenment Realm Master to Enlightenment Realm Master! The other masters also have increased righteousness, but it's not as obvious as the students."

After Wang Qifeng finished the statistical results, he stood aside with his hands tied, and the hall was silent for a while.

After a long while, a middle-aged woman spoke slowly: "Is it all because of that article where Du Shiniang sank the treasure chest in anger?"

Wang Qifeng nodded.

It was quiet again.

After a while, a dignified head of the school said: "Nanyuan Xi wants to go to our academy!"

"This statement is justified!" The leaders of the House of Representatives echoed one after another.

Kong Tianfang took a sip of tea calmly and glanced at the head of the House of Representatives.

"Everyone, don't be tricky and stop talking about Nanyuanxi, let's open the skylight and talk about it, and get together about Wan'anbo."

"He is now a celebrity in the eyes of Wenxiang and Military Minister. His Majesty doesn't even give face to the Ministry of Rites because of him. He is also a disciple of Bamboo Sage. My family of Zheliu Academy can't climb high, and neither can you. We need everyone to work together. !"

"After writing about Zhong Kui and about Du Shiniang, who knows what else he can write about next?"

"That's the real treasure chest!"

The head of the House of Representatives couldn't help but smile awkwardly when Kong Tianfang spoke out, and echoed——

"Yeah, this matter needs to be carefully planned!"