In a world where there is no publishing control, it is really no more difficult to publish a newspaper than Yan Liqiang's previous life to engrave a test paper in school.

Shunyi Bookstore has both books selling stores and books printing workshops. The workshop already has the ability to print lead movable type, and its technology is not backward, and there is no shortage of production materials such as ink and paper. There are printing craftsmen in more than a dozen workshops. The craftsmen in those workshops are worried that the new owner will change people, so that they will lose their jobs. When they know that the new owner will not change people and can still give them work and pay their salaries, they have also stabilized. They are ready to start working at any time.

The basic hardware conditions are met, and what is lacking is just a little software. After all, this software, that is, people need someone to write things in the newspaper. Although Yan Liqiang has a complete idea in his head and knows what content should be published in the newspaper, he is the boss and still has to practice in Luyuan. It is impossible for him to cover all the content in the newspaper by himself. Fang Beidou is mainly responsible for the management work, which is equivalent to a shopkeeper, and it is impossible to write things. Therefore, the writing things must be handed over to others and find a special person to do it.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of such people in the Imperial Capital.

The Silver Continent is a world where martial arts are the most respected. In the eyes of many people, literati are literary craftsmen. The so-called literary craftsmen are just as the ordinary carpenters, blacksmiths and cobblers. It is a kind of craftsmanship profession in this world. According to the books Yan Liqiang had read before, "When craftsmen, they carve writing words, record current affairs, write poems, articles, and show off their brushwork to make a living. The outstanding and experienced people can be officials who assist in the swords and pens, and those who are not familiar with the literature also write letters or lawsuits in the market. Those who play with the rituals and music actors will join the scholars and perform lyrics and play tricks to attract the public. Sometimes there are great craftsmen in the literature who write books and make a statement, and make a one-man statement to the world, and they can also become famous in the contemporary era, gain both fame and fortune, not inferior to other craftsmen! "

For a whole afternoon, Yan Liqiang took Hu Haihe and Fang Beidou around the city and outside the Imperial Capital City. He read the store, workshop and Zhuangzi of Shunyi Bookstore. He explained the idea of ​​newspaper sub-page to Fang Beidou, and asked him to find a few literary craftsmen who were good at dancing and writing articles in the Imperial Capital City. He then explained the matter of hiring Xu Enda and others, and asked Fang Beidou to see the arrangements. Yan Liqiang asked Hu Haihe to contact the rest again and pay attention to Guo Si's miscellaneous whereabouts, so the matter was almost arranged.

It was only when Yan Liqiang was separated from Hu Haihe that he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Haihe, you grew up in Imperial City since you were a child. You are a native native. You are familiar with Imperial City, right?"

"Of course, I can touch the north of the imperial capital with my eyes closed. Except for the imperial palace, I have never been to the palace, and I do everything else, and there is nothing I don't know about in other places, inside and outside the city!" Hu Haihe looked at Yan Liqiang, "I wonder if there is anything that the shopkeeper wants me to do?"

After staying with Yan Liqiang for an afternoon, Hu Haihe called Yan Liqiang's shopkeeper more and more natural.

"In addition to Guo Si's affairs, I have another thing to let you do!" Yan Liqiang pondered for a moment, "How many people do you find are the kind of well-informed people who like to inquire about various things, and provide information to our newspapers..."

"Is this... going to hire someone?"

"Don't hire people first, let's see the effect..." Yan Liqiang shook his head. Although he wanted to run a newspaper, there was no such profession as a journalist in this world yet, so he could only come little by little and train it slowly. Start with people who can provide newspaper information to see if they can find a few reliable ones, "You find a few who like to exchange news for money. If the information they provide is real and reliable, and if it comes to our newspaper, you can give him money, starting with a hundred copper coins!"

Hu Haihe suddenly felt energetic, "It's easy. It's easy to find many well-informed people in the teahouses and the yamen. But..." Hu Haihe frowned and looked at Yan Liqiang with some confusion. "It's just... this is only one hundred copper coins to provide one message, and it's too easy to make money. One message is worth my cousin and the others doing three days of hard work. Are we giving more money..."

"This money seems to be a lot, but it must be spent. If the information provided by those people is very exciting, the price can be even more. There is no problem in exchange for ten,200 taels of silver for one message!" Yan Liqiang looked at Hu Haihe who was stunned, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand now. You will understand in the future. Now let's do what I said first!"

"Okay!" Out of conviction with Yan Liqiang, Hu Haihe nodded solemnly.

...

When it was dark, Yan Liqiang returned to Luyuan. After running around for the whole afternoon, he finally had a little foundation in running newspapers. Yan Liqiang was in a good mood and was relaxed. The pressure on his heart completely disappeared. No matter what, he felt that as long as he tried his best and had a clear conscience, it was enough.

On the way back to Luyuan, Yan Liqiang was thinking about the name of the upcoming newspaper while walking. He thought that he would go first, but he still thought that the title of the Han Empire Times was good.

In a trance, Yan Liqiang felt like he was creating history.

...

In the evening, after continuing to complete the evening class, practicing the eye skills and Yijin and Marrow Cleansing Sutra, before falling asleep, Yan Liqiang entered the Heavenly Dao Divine Realm, and spent a day in the Heavenly Dao Divine Realm before coming out.

Yan Liqiang, who was in the Heavenly Dao Divine Realm, was on horseback for almost all day long. He was trying every means to bypass the area where the White Lotus Sect was in rebellion and return to the Sword God Sect. After the Heavenly Tribulation of the Emperor's Capital, the place of the Han Empire felt more and more chaotic.

The next day was still the same. Yan Liqiang went to the waterfall on the back mountain of the Archery to continue practicing. He shook his big gun, and he was exhausted for one day. After he came back in the evening, he used Yijin to clean the marrow meridian to restore and strengthen the...

On the morning of the third day, Yan Liqiang did not go to the waterfall to practice again, but went directly to another place in the back mountain of the Archery Field to meet his other master.

Compared with the thatched hut where Li Hongtu lives, the place where Ji lived is exactly like a luxurious villa in a five-star scenic spot. It is a very exquisite yard, located in a bamboo forest, with a small bridge and flowing water in front of the door, birds singing and flowers scenting, and exquisiteness and elegance everywhere.

When Yan Li was strong, the old man named Ji, who had meticulously combed his hair, was wearing a sexy white robe, stroking the piano in a pavilion in the bamboo forest. The sound of the piano was gurgling and ethereal and pleasant. A few cranes were walking around the pavilion, which had a unique artistic conception.

Yan Liqiang came to the pavilion and didn't say anything, just listened quietly. The old man surnamed Ji was always stroking the piano as if he hadn't seen Yan Liqiang arrive.

Yan Liqiang listened quietly for about two hours, and from the morning light to the sun climbing high, the sound of the piano finally stopped.

"Yan Liqiang has met senior!" Yan Liqiang stepped forward and bowed.

"Yes, I can listen to me playing the piano for more than an hour here without speaking, my breathing is always fine and continuous, without any impatience, and my temperament is like a rock. It is indeed a material for practicing bowing. The person named Li is a disciple who cannot teach you a temperament!" The old man named Ji finally turned his eyes to Yan Liqiang's face, with a smile, "Although you are polite, you call me senior not to call me master. I must have some doubts about my ability. I have not convinced you yet. Do you think what I said is right?"

Yan Liqiang was not embarrassed, but looked at the somewhat slutty old man calmly and nodded, admitting, "I am now at the fourth level of the bow and the heavens. I can open a strong bow of ten stones. Within a thousand meters, a thin and weak fireflies are as light as candlelight. One arrow can be destroyed. Killing enemies is easy to turn. I have all my steps along the way. I have to rely on my own enlightenment to practice bow and Taoism. I don't know what you can teach me?"

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, I haven't seen a young man like you who can reach the fourth level of bowing Taoism for a long time, and what's even more rare is that he comes from enlightenment..." The old man surnamed Ji looked at Yan Liqiang with his eyes lit up, and smiled, "Since you have such confidence in your bowing Taoism cultivation, why not bet if you are the two of us?"

"How to bet?"

"It's very simple. I'm standing fifty meters away from you. You choose a ten-stone bow to shoot me. I also use the bow and arrow to defend. I shoot three arrows for you. If the arrow you shoot can touch a trace of my clothes, I will call you master. If you can shoot me, I will be unlucky. I will never blame you. If you can't, then kowtow three times to me and be my disciple. What do you think of this?"

"I shoot you with a bow and arrow, do you use a bow and arrow to defend? Are you sure..." Yan Liqiang looked at the old man in white and thought he was crazy. He used a bow and arrow to defend a bow and arrow, just like defending a bullet. Yan Liqiang had never thought about such a bow and Taoist cultivation. Those who could do this step were beyond his imagination.

"No, I'm sure!" The old man surnamed Ji nodded seriously, with a calm look on his face.
Chapter completed!