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July 21, the twelfth year of Hongzhi.
At this time, it was Yinshi, the night was shrouded, and there was no light in the sky. It was pitch black outside, but the lights here were brightly lit, and everyone was busy.
"Hurry up~ Hurry up~"
"Everyone come and get fifty newspapers~"
In the yard, Jiang Chao shouted to more than a hundred newsboys, who lined up in a very orderly manner to receive fifty newspapers, and then put the newspapers into a cloth diagonal bag.
"Yesterday I asked everyone to shout slogans. Do you still remember?"
The newsboys picked up another newspaper, and Jiang Chao asked again.
"Remember~"
All the newsboys nodded.
"Very good~"
Jiang Chao nodded with satisfaction, then pointed to a newsboy and said, "Come and shout."
"Yes~"
The newspaper boy said respectfully, and then started shouting at the top of his lungs: "Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, the Tatars hold the customs, and the soldiers invade Gansu and Shaanxi~"
When this newsboy shouted, he usually took out several newspapers and waved them constantly, which was very impressive, and Jiang Chao was also satisfied.
"That's right, that's it~"
"Did everyone else see it?"
"I saw it~"
The newsboys said in unison again.
"Very good. Everyone must remember that the more newspapers you sell, the more money you will get. If you want to make money, don't be afraid. You have to shout out loud and be bold."
"Does everyone know?"
Jiang Chao nodded with satisfaction, and then warned these newsboys again. They were all eleven or twelve years old, children, and relatively timid.
"I got it~"
The newsboys replied again.
¡°The voice is too low, I can¡¯t hear clearly~¡±
Jiang Chao deliberately pretended not to hear clearly.
"I got it~"
The newsboys roared loudly and neatly again.
"Very good~ Let's go eat."
Jiang Chao nodded with satisfaction and motioned for them to have breakfast.
When these newsboys heard this, they immediately ran faster than rabbits and rushed directly towards the restaurant.
"Oh~oh~"
Along with the crowing of cocks, the red morning glow began to appear in the eastern sky. The morning dynasty in the Jinluan Hall of the Imperial Palace has been going on for some time. The common people in the capital are also getting up one after another. A new day is about to begin.
"Let's go~"
Jiang Chao looked at the newsboys who had gathered in the yard again, neatly arranged, looked at the time, waved and said.
More than a hundred newsboys immediately turned around in an orderly manner and began to walk towards the gate of the Ming Dynasty Morning News. They had assigned areas in advance, and each person was responsible for a street or something. After leaving the Ming Dynasty Morning News, Many newsboys quickly walked towards their assigned areas.
Wang Tiedan looked at the dark sky outside, and then at the still empty streets. He looked very nervous. He hugged the newspaper in his bag tightly and quickly moved towards the allotted newspaper. Walk down the street.
This time Wang Tiedan was very lucky. The area he was assigned was a street in the aristocratic area of ????the capital. The people in these areas were all dignitaries in the capital, so newspapers would definitely sell well.
If you are assigned to the slums here in the capital, who will spend five cents to buy your newspaper? Of course, the first few issues are given away, but there are very few literate people in the slums. Even if it is given away for free, they will still read it. I do not know.
But at this time, Wang Tiedan was not happy because he was assigned to the elite area. Instead, he felt nervous and scared. He was afraid that he would bump into the elite and be beaten to death without even a place to reason.
We are getting closer and closer to our own area, and there are already wealthy areas nearby, with tall houses, huge thresholds, big lions at the door, and servants, guards and others guarding the door.
Walking in such an area, Wang Tiedan became even more nervous, especially when someone noticed him, his legs trembled with fear, and he was so scared.
After all, he is still a child and a child of ordinary people. It is normal to be afraid.
??The sky is gradually getting brighter, and the sun rises and spreads its sunshine all over the earth. There are more and more people on the streets. There are servants and slaves going out for shopping, as well as dignitaries riding carriages and sedan chairs. Wang"There is no lie in this. The First Bank of the Ming Dynasty is Liu Zhuangyuan's property. I heard that the major shareholders are still emperors and princes. Will they swallow your money?"
"And this Wang Enyi has already received the first interest payment from the bank. In just two months, he has more than three thousand taels of silver. More than three thousand taels of silver, it is enough for you to live for a lifetime."
"Is there really interest from depositing money in Daming First Bank?"
"This is still fake. Wang Enyi has already said that there is really interest. I heard that he turned back as a prodigal son. He bought his ancestral home back immediately after receiving the interest. It cannot be fake."
"Money begets money. It's useless to keep this money at home. If you deposit it, you can make money. I'm going to put the ten taels of silver at home into it. This year, I can earn several hundred taels of interest. How many times? One hundred pennies can buy a lot of things."
¡°I¡¯ll go too~I¡¯ll go too~¡±
¡°I didn¡¯t know it before and thought it was fake, but now that I think about it, I¡¯m really stupid. If we had hundreds of thousands of taels of silver stored in the First Bank of Ming Dynasty, we could eat it all while lying down.¡±
"The interest of tens of thousands of taels a year is so much money that I can't spend it all."
"That's right, but we won't make much money in our lifetime, so we'd better stop daydreaming like this." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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