Silver Overlord Chapter 322: Sell a pass
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"Everyone don’t need to be so frustrated. Our newspaper is new. We can sell 318 copies on the first day today. It’s already good. 318, I want to publish it. Look, this is still a lucky number. Today we sell. After more than 300 copies, it is possible to sell 30,000 copies, 100,000 copies in the future..." In a hall in Zhuangzi, Yan Liqiang, who was sitting on the throne, looked down and lowered his head, dumbfounded. Everyone smiled first, took a sip of tea, and broke the silence.
"This... According to the teenagers who went out to sell newspapers, today the people in Dijingcheng Street and the teahouse restaurant saw that they were selling newspapers, and they all felt fresh. Many people came to ask, but the last one bought it. Not many, everyone just looked at it, and some people thought that our newspaper asked for six copper plates to be too expensive, and many people wanted to bargain..." Xu Enda said a little embarrassedly.
"Tell the people below that our newspapers do n’t bargain, just six copper plates, and one less is not for sale!" Yan Liqiang shook his head. "The cost of printing a paper on ink paper is almost three or more copper coins. Without sharing other operating costs, if you want to do this, you have to make money, and you can make your own blood. If you lose money, you do n’t do it, everyone remembers it! "
"Uh!" Everyone nodded.
"Haihe, continue to do the things you are responsible for. Do n’t stop. The news collected in the first issue is very good. It will be so in the future. Today the newspaper has come out. There are a lot of rewards, and they have received money. Knowing our credit, they will work harder for us later! "Yan Liqiang's eyes turned to Hu Haihe, encouraging him.
"Got it, I will send the money tomorrow!" Hu Haihe nodded.
"Also, the escorts you found today are very good. Our newspapers also need to set up an escort, which can deter the younger generation of Xiao Xiao, and can help you when there is something. The number is tentatively ten. Yan Liqiang touched his chin, and then looked at Fang Beidou. "The Fang shopkeeper used dim sum to see if he could hire a team of people from the retired Emperor Jingyu Mabusi. As for the compensation, it was better than giving them in the city. Large families need fewer home care homes! "
"Well, I don’t necessarily need to be completely confined to the horses of Yuqian Mabusi. Now I work hard in Dijing. There are many people who want to find a bite to eat, as long as they have the ability and can use it! "
Yan Liqiang knew the meaning of Fang Beidou as soon as he contacted Fang Beidou’s eyes. If the newspaper’s guards were all looking for the retired men of the emperor Ma Busi of the Imperial City, those people would easily form a gang. Not conducive to management, inserting a few outsiders in it, it is much easier to manage.
"This is the decision of the shopkeeper. Ten guards are only a tentative number. Since then, our newspaper office has grown. Every time the printed newspapers are to be distributed in Teijin, they must be delivered to the four in time. In each city, we must have branches in each city, and we must have manpower. At that time, the number of guards in our newspaper may be hundreds. It may be that each of you will have to bring two guards to follow. It also needs to be equipped with a frame. At that time, it was not so easy for ordinary people to see you. For example, you Haihe, then you will not find the news, but the news will come to you, and you want to post it in our newspaper. What news, it is necessary to ask him to give us money. The starting point is at least a hundred or two silver. Those big merchants who want to see you have to line up. And Enda, you and Xiaowu, they now exercise their experience in managing distribution points. At that time, I will be in charge of you in a city, and I will be the shopkeeper. The people who sell the newspapers will be in charge of the hundred and tenth people. As for the people who write articles, you will have a reputation. Dig a corner and put stacks of gold and silver treasures in front of you, asking you to write articles for a new newspaper in the past. At that time, you are the elders of the Han Dynasty newspaper, everyone is full of weight. At that time, you should write in the bookstore and say, it ’s so easy ... "
Listening to the pancake drawn by Yan Liqiang, some discouraged people slowly regained their glory, and gradually no more frustration.
This is only the simplest vision incentive. Yan Liqiang used it well in his last life. In his last life, Yan Liqiang heard a paragraph that when a top big man in the domestic Internet business circle just started a business, he could n’t pay his salary, and he still paid daily Working overtime, the big guy brought together a group of employees to let everyone imagine how to spend the year-end bonus of 5 million yuan in everyone's hands. As a result, everyone said one by one, the more happy the more, the more The happier you are, you do n’t have to pay the wages, and everyone will work hard to work on your own. In the most difficult time, the big brother is so hard ...
Yan Liqiang smiled when everyone saw his fighting spirit and spirit regained, "Okay, everyone is working hard today, so they go to rest early, and tomorrow will be the same as usual. The first issue of the newspaper will take six days. When the second issue comes out, all the newspapers in this issue will be recovered."
After the people left the hall, Fang Beidou frowned slightly and said to Yan Liqiang, "It's not a way to go on like this. If we only sell so little every day, our newspaper office is equivalent to losing money every day and can't persist for long. According to what you said ...-- >> , update the latest chapter of Silver Overlord as soon as possible!
... What is the break-even point? Our newspapers must sell at least 5,000 copies in each issue in order to barely lose money. We must find some way ... "
Yan Liqiang smiled confidently and suddenly asked Fang Beidou a question, "How do you think the people in the Imperial City heard of books?"
"Of course there are many, otherwise how could there be so many teahouse restaurants and storytellers in the Imperial City? As you said, this Han Empire has no other entertainment activities besides storytelling and listening to drama! "
"Well, then you have collected some information of the storytellers in the Imperial City in the past few days, so let ’s get in touch first ..."
"What to do?"
"I will give you a copy in two days, you will know!"
"Does this storyteller have anything to do with our newspaper?"
"Haha, of course it does, but first wait for me to sell a pass and wait for this matter to be done. This storyteller in the Imperial City of Beijing is all a voluntary lecturer of our newspaper. We want to sell newspapers, just No worries ... "
Fang Beidou just looked at Yan Liqiang with a puzzled look. He did n’t know what medicine Yan Liqiang sold in his gourd. "Can't I say it now?"
"This, I can't say it now, and it's useless to say it dry by my mouth. Let me prepare it. Anyway, you will know it by the time!" Yan Liqiang said and stood up. "I will come to you in the evening two days later. Tonight I will have another trip to the Imperial City. I have something to do with you. I will leave you with the newspapers in the next few days, and I will leave first!"
Fang Beidou has always sent Yan Liqiang out of the door of the newspaper office Zhuangzi. Looking at Yan Liqiang ’s back, his heart is full of cats and cats, and he ca n’t guess what other means Yan Yanqiang can boost the sales of the newspaper. Mr. Storyteller in the city is concerned.
Is it possible to spend money to invite those storytellers to do the shouting for the newspaper?
The idea came out of Fang Beidou ’s head, and he was immediately rejected by himself. Those storytellers were also literati, one by one with a slight temper, and they collected money to brag about such things. I wouldn’t do it, I’m afraid I’m going to smash my signboard, so even if Yan Liqiang wanted to get it, it wouldn’t work, but why is Yan Liqiang so confident that he can certainly let those storytellers follow?
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Yan Liqiang left the newspaper office under Longqi Mountain and walked vigorously. It was no slower than a horse-drawn carriage. After a while, he came to the south gate of the Imperial City and then entered the city and came to the Ganzhou Guild Hall.
This time, Yan Liqiang was no longer blocked outside the door of the hall, but unfortunately, Lu Pein was not in the hall, and the only one who stayed in the hall was the Lu family who came to Dijing with Landing Payne The manager said that Lu Pei En had some entertainment tonight, he did not know when Lu Pei En would come back, Yan Liqiang asked the manager to bring Lu Peen a sentence, about two days later to meet in the evening, and then left Ganzhou Clubhouse.
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Yan Liqiang, who was walking down the street preparing to return to Luyuan, passed a restaurant less than ten minutes after leaving the Ganzhou Guild Hall, and a group of people also came out of the restaurant at the same time. The two sides met together at the door of the restaurant. .
Xu Lang and others came out of the restaurant, and several of them have seen Yan Liqiang.
Xu Lang did not expect to encounter Yan Liqiang when they left the door of the restaurant. Yan Liqiang naturally did not expect to meet Xu Lang here. When the two sides met, they were slightly surprised.
Yan Liqiang didn't want to have any intersections and disputes with Xu Lang here ~ IndoMTL.com ~ He glanced at Xu Lang and others without a word, and just left.
It's just that Xu Lang and others didn't seem to plan to let Yan Liqiang leave like this.
"Hello, kid, stop ..." Xu Lang, who had his teeth squinted, yelled at Yan Liqiang.
Yan Liqiang turned a deaf ear and went on...
Xu Lang's face sank suddenly. He looked at a classmate next to him. Kong Wuli had a strong man with a height of almost two meters. The strong man immediately grasped his heart and strode toward Yan Liqiang. When I rushed over, I grabbed Yan Liqiang ’s shoulders and shouted cursingly, "Boy, you are deaf, Brother Xu calls you, did you hear you **** ..."
The big man ’s hand naturally did n’t catch Yan Liqiang ’s shoulder. Just when his hand touched Yan Liqiang ’s shoulder, Yan Liqiang was like having eyes behind him, only slightly turned sideways, he let go, and at the same time backhanded One finger, five fingers like claws, all at once grabbed the strong man's wrist ...
Yan Liqiang looked at the strong man, "Keep your mouth clean. Also, we are not familiar with it. Do n’t use manual feet ..."