"Don't be so frustrated. Our newspaper is new. It's good to sell 318 copies on the first day of today. 318 copies. If you want to send it, let's see, this is still a good number. Today we sold more than 300 copies, and it may be possible to sell 30,000 copies in the future..." In a hall in the village, Yan Liqiang, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at the crowd who lowered his head and did not exhaled. He smiled first, took a sip of tea, and broke the silence.

"This... According to the teenagers who went out to sell newspapers, today, people in the Imperial City Street and teahouses and restaurants saw them selling newspapers, and they thought it was new. Many people came to ask, but there were not many people who bought them in the end. Everyone just looked at them, and some people thought that the price of our newspaper was too expensive for six copper plates, and many people wanted to bargain..." Xu Enda spoke embarrassedly.

"Tell the people below that our newspapers do not bargain, and only six copper coins are sold, and no one is sold for less!" Yan Liqiang shook his head, "The cost of printing a newspaper with ink paper is about three copper coins, which does not share other operating costs. If you want to continue to do this, you must make money and be able to make blood by yourself. If we don't do it, we will make money and make money by losing money, everyone will remember it!"

"Yeah!" Everyone nodded.

"Haihe, keep doing what you are responsible for, don't stop. The news collected in the first issue is very good. Let's do it in the future. Today, the newspaper has come out. You will send the bounty of the informants responsible for providing the news. There are a lot of them. They have received the money and know our credit. They will work harder to do our work for us later!" Yan Liqiang turned his gaze to Hu Haihe and encouraged him.

"I understand, I'll send the money tomorrow!" Hu Haihe nodded.

"Also, the guards you found today are very good. Our newspaper also needs to form a guard, which can shock the villains and help if you have any problems. The number of people is tentatively set to ten!" Yan Liqiang touched his chin and looked at Fang Beidou. "Shopkeeper Fang used snacks to see if he could hire a team of people from the retired Imperial Imperial Mass and Busses. As for the reward, it was no less than to guard the houses of those wealthy families in the city!"

"Well, I don't think it must be completely limited to the Imperial Horse Bus. Now I'm working hard in Dijing, there are many people who want to find a bite of food. As long as you have the ability and can use it, you can do it!"

Just as soon as he contacted Fang Beidou's eyes, Yan Liqiang knew what Fang Beidou meant. If all the guards of the newspaper were asked to be retired men from the Imperial Capital City Imperial Ma Bushi, those people would easily form gangs, which was not conducive to management. If a few outsiders were inserted into it, it would be much easier to manage.

"It's up to the shopkeeper Fang to decide this matter. Ten guards are only a temporary number. In the future, our newspaper will grow stronger. In addition to being distributed in the imperial capital, the newspapers printed every time must be transported to the four cities in time. We must have branches in each city and have people. At that time, the number of guards in our newspapers is hundreds of people. Maybe each of you will have to bring two guards to follow you and also have a car frame. At that time, it will not be so easy for ordinary people to see you. For example, if you are Haihe, then it will not be you going to find news, but the news comes to you. If you want to publish some news in our newspaper, you will have to give us money.

At least one hundred taels of silver is needed. Those big merchants who want to see you have to line up. And Enda, you and Xiaowu have now developed the experience of managing distribution points. Then you will divide a city to manage you. You are the shopkeepers, and your subordinates are only selling newspapers and taking care of a hundred people. As for those who write articles, you will become famous at that time, and you may even have someone to use a lot of money to poach and place piles of gold, silver and treasures in front of you, and ask you to go over and write articles for new newspapers. By that time, you will be the first-class veterans of the Han Empire's newspaper world. Everyone is very important when they go out. At that time, you will write books and talk about them. It is easy to get your hands on..."

Listening to the big cake drawn by Yan Liqiang, the depressed people's eyes gradually shone again, and gradually they lost their depression.

This is just the simplest motivation for the vision. Yan Liqiang used it well in his previous life. In his previous life, a joke that Yan Liqiang heard was that when a top tycoon in the domestic Internet business district just started his business, he couldn't pay his salary and worked overtime every day. The boss gathered a group of employees together to let everyone imagine how everyone should spend the year-end bonus of 5 million yuan in their hands. As a result, everyone started talking about it. The happier the more they talked about it, and the happier the more they said. In the end, everyone was busy working hard without paying their salary. At the most difficult time, that boss survived...

Seeing that everyone had regained their fighting spirit and spirit, Yan Liqiang smiled, "Okay, thank you for your hard work today, let's go to rest early, and tomorrow will be the same. Everyone should do whatever they should do. Just do their own things. The first issue of the newspaper will be in six days. When the second issue is released, all the newspapers in this issue will be taken back."

After everyone left the hall, Fang Beidou frowned slightly and said to Yan Liqiang, "It's not a solution to continue like this. If we only sell this little every day, our newspaper will be losing money every day and can't hold on for long. According to what you said... what break-even point, our newspapers must sell at least 5,000 copies per issue to barely lose money. We must think of some solutions..."

Yan Liqiang smiled confidently and suddenly asked Fang Beidou a question, "How many people do you think of the storytellers in the Imperial Capital?"

"Of course there are too many, otherwise how could there be so many teahouses and restaurants in the Imperial Capital? Just as you said, in this Han Empire, there is no other entertainment activity except for storytelling and listening to operas!"

"Well, then you will collect information about the storytellers in the Imperial Capital in the past few days and get in touch with it first..."

"do what?"

"You will know if I will give you a piece in two days!"

"What does this storyteller have to do with our newspaper?"

"Haha, of course it's a big deal, but wait for me to keep it aside. When this matter is done, the storytellers in the entire capital of the imperial capital are all the voluntary propagandists of our newspapers. If we want to sell newspapers, we won't have to worry about..."

Fang Beidou just looked at Yan Liqiang with a puzzled look, and had no idea what medicine was sold in Yan Liqiang's gourd. "Can't you say it now?"

"I can't say this now. It's useless to say it with my mouth. Let me prepare it first. You will know when the time comes!" Yan Liqiang said, and then stood up. "I'll come to you in two days. I'll go to Imperial Capital tonight. I'll leave the newspaper's affairs in the past few days, so I'll leave first!"

Fang Beidou kept sending Yan Liqiang out of the newspaper's village gate. Looking at Yan Liqiang's back, he felt a little angry. He could not guess what other means Yan Liqiang could boost the sales of newspapers. This method was actually related to the storyteller in the city.

Could it be that they have to spend money to invite the storytellers to shout for the newspaper?

This idea came to Fang Beidou's head, and he immediately denied it himself. Those storytellers are also literati, with a noble temper, and they receive money to brag about this kind of thing. The storytellers who are a little famous will not do it, for fear of smashing their own signs. So even Yan Liqiang wants to get this approach, it won't work. But why is Yan Liqiang so confident and thinks that he can definitely let those storytellers submit?

...

Yan Liqiang left the newspaper at the foot of Longqi Mountain and walked steadily, no slower than the carriage that was rushing. In a short while, he arrived at the south gate of the Imperial Capital City, and then entered the city and arrived at the Ganzhou Guild Hall.

This time, Yan Liqiang was not blocked outside the hall anymore. Unfortunately, Lu Peien was not in the hall. The only one who stayed in the hall was the manager of the Lu family in the imperial capital with Lu Peien. The manager said that Lu Peien had some social engagements tonight, and he didn't know when Lu Peien would come back. Yan Liqiang asked the manager to bring a message to Lu Peien, and made an appointment for meeting in the evening for two days later, and then left the Ganzhou Association.

...

Less than ten minutes after leaving the Ganzhou Guild Hall, Yan Liqiang, who was walking on the street to return to Luyuan, passed by a restaurant. A group of people also walked out of the restaurant at the same time. The two sides suddenly met at the door of the restaurant.

Xu Lang and others came out of the restaurant, and several of them had seen Yan Liqiang.

Xu Lang and the others did not expect to meet Yan Liqiang as soon as they left the restaurant door. Yan Liqiang naturally did not expect to meet Xu Lang and others here. When both sides met, they were slightly stunned.

However, Yan Liqiang did not expect any interaction or entanglement with Xu Lang and the others here. He glanced at Xu Lang and others, and left without saying a word.

However, Xu Lang and others did not seem to have planned to let Yan Liqiang leave like this.

"Hey, boy, stop..." Xu Lang narrowed his eyes and shouted at Yan Liqiang.

Yan Liqiang turned a deaf ear and continued to move forward...

Xu Lang's face suddenly darkened. He looked at a follower next to him. Kong Wu Youli's strong man who was about two meters tall, and the strong man immediately understood it. He rushed towards Yan Liqiang, stretching out his hand to grab Yan Liqiang's shoulder, and yelled cursingly, "Boy, your ears are deaf, Brother Xu calls you, have you fucking heard..."

The big man's hand naturally did not grab Yan Liqiang's shoulder. Just when his hand was about to touch Yan Liqiang's shoulder, Yan Liqiang seemed to have eyes behind him, but he just turned slightly and moved away. At the same time, he grabbed the backhand, and his five fingers were like claws, and he grabbed the strong man's wrist in an instant...
Chapter completed!