Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 64: Make a good plan

"Young Master, I've already figured it out." Ji Zhong wiped his mouth full of oil and said, "The most difficult part of running a new newspaper is copying!"

Chen Luo tasted the "cold spring brew" secretly made by Pindeyuelou and burped. It tasted exactly like the happy fat house water from the previous life, no wonder it was so expensive. A cup actually costs a coin or two.

However, he is also an uncle with a monthly income of 100,000 yuan, so what kind of money is this. In life, the most important thing you can't owe is food and drink.

Let them deliver two more tanks tomorrow!

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

"If it is a street newspaper, the whole newspaper is written in plain text. It would be easy. Just find some lettering workshops to type and print. But your story is written in elegant language."

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

Ji Zhong took a bite of the elbow and continued: "Yawen cannot be printed, so manual writing is required. Confucian scholars master the technique of 'writing a thousand words', which can be used in copying and copying, and can write millions of words a day. .It just consumes a lot of righteousness!"

"There is a department in the Wenchang Pavilion called the Transcription and Writing Division, which is dedicated to the copying of newspapers. The Transcription and Writing Division 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, "Is the transcription company outsourcing?"

"Outsourcing?"

"I hired them to copy it for me!"

Ji Zhong's flesh was stuck in his throat, and after drinking a large mouthful of cold spring brew, he recovered, and said with a wry smile: "Sir, the people in the copywriting company usually have other jobs, but they only meet three days before the publication of the paper. Execute the transcription."

Chen Luo put down his chopsticks and calculated in his heart. According to his idea, he planned to issue a weekly newspaper, once a week. Each update of martial arts novels is about 15,000 words. If a Confucian scholar can write one million words a day, that means one person can be responsible for sixty-six new newspapers every day, excluding the rest on the issue day, that is four hundred.

Of course, people can't use it to death like this. If you fold it in half, that's two hundred copies.

At present, Zhongjing City can be considered first. Relatively speaking, the literacy rate of Yawen in Zhongjing is also the highest in Daxuan, which is a very important market.

He had asked Xiao Shiyuan before that there were more than 8 million people in the central capital city and the inner and outer cities. Their paper newspaper is only in Beijing, and more than 300,000 copies are issued every month, and the supply is still in short supply. Wenchang Pavilion is planning to increase to more than 500,000 copies.

Considering the unlimited talent of reading, his new newspaper audience is definitely several times larger than that of the paper newspaper, and it is estimated that millions of copies will be needed to fully spread it.

But at the beginning stage, you can't eat a fat man in one bite. First, try the water with 10,000 servings as the base.

That means, fifty full-time Confucian scholars are required to transcribe.

Fifty? Sprinkle water...

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

"Eight hundred taels!"

Chen Luo choked: "How much?"

"Eight hundred taels!" Ji Zhong blinked to confirm.

"That's not right!" Chen Luo waved his hand, "Look, Nan Yuanxi, for example, I heard that his monthly salary in Beifenglou is only 30 taels of silver. He is also a scholar. If there are 800 taels in a month, what else does he do to say Mr. Wen. Also, I see that there are many poor Confucian scholars in the capital who can’t afford the poor food, so why don’t they take up the job of copying?”

Ji Zhong shook his head: "Young master, you are wrong. 'Writing a thousand words' is not something that everyone can master. At least calligraphy has to reach the level of 'into the woods' to understand it. For example, I haven't mastered it yet. As for your son, you Why did you write "Swordsman" so quickly? It's because you are the original, you can do it overnight. Otherwise, if you try to transcribe other books, you will be able to write 10,000 words a day."

"Ordinary Confucian scholars are worthless. As long as you have the talent to read the classics and read the classics every day, after a few decades, you will naturally be a Confucian scholar. Even in the realm of writing or poetry, the power of Haoran's righteousness depends on the background. Yes, many people are not even qualified to be caravan escorts! Life is naturally poor."

"It is different for Confucian scholars who can enter the realm of calligraphy of 'into the wood three points'. That is to say that the pen-writing realm has reached a very deep level. Even if someone writes a plaque, it is not too expensive if you meet someone who is sought after. What!"

"Uh..." Chen Luo understood. He thought that this job could be done by a college student, but he was still dissatisfied with all the streets, and it turned out that he needed a professional counterpart!

They are professionals.

"One person is 800 taels per month, 50 people, and 40,000 taels per month. If it is considered as incentives, marketing, and the salary of other personnel, I count it as 50,000 taels! I can issue four issues a month, a total of 50,000 taels. Publish 40,000 copies. That newspaper will cost at least one, two or three cents to recover the cost."

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

"Now there are 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 red dust energy will be generated, and the more feedback I can receive, the smoother my practice will be!"

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

Professional talents, even lower than the market price, the labor 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 lit up, he thought of the famous salacious operations of those companies in his previous life——

Cooperate with the school!

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

Ji Zhong nodded: "Yes, it was the recommendation made by Master Wang Qifeng of Zheliu Academy for me. I originally planned to ask the son for leave tomorrow and go to the master of the king. Wait until I agree to the guard of the son. When it’s over, re-enter Zheliu Academy.”

"Wang Qifeng?" Chen Luo's eyes rolled, this matter had to be carefully planned.

…

Zhe Liu Academy.

"The head of the academy, the statistics have come out." Wang Qifeng gave Kong Tianfang a proper salute, then glanced at the heads of other academies, and did not speak further.

"It's okay, say it and listen to it~IndoMTL.com~ Kong Tianfang knew Wang Qifeng's concerns and said it directly.

"Yes!" Wang Qifeng continued, "Today there are 963 students in Shengwen Square, of which 153 are angry from their bodies to the level of righteousness; nine Sixteen people have advanced from the realm of self-seeing to the realm of writing down; 63 people have advanced from the realm of writing a pen to the realm of poetry. Almost all the students' righteousness reserves have increased by at least 10%."

"In addition, Yang Ziting, who is in the mysterious grade, has been promoted from the master of enlightenment to master of enlightenment! Other masters also have increased righteousness, but it is not as obvious as that of students."

After Wang Qifeng finished speaking about the statistics, he stood aside with his hands closed, and the lobby was silent for a while.

After a long while, a middle-aged woman said slowly, "It's all because of that article "Du Shiniang sinks the treasure chest in anger"?"

Wang Qifeng nodded.

It was quiet again.

After a while, a dignified dean said, "Nan Yuanxi wants to come to our academy!"

"This statement makes sense!" The House Leaders echoed.

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

"Everyone, don't be so rude... Don't talk about Nan Yuanxi, let's open the skylight and talk about it, let's take a good look at Wan Anbo's affairs"

"He is now a celebrity in the eyes of the Minister of Literature and the Minister of War. His Majesty does not even give face to the Ministry of Rites for him, and he is even a disciple of the Bamboo Sage. My Zheliu Academy can't climb high, and neither can you, we need everyone. Let's work together!"

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

"That's the real treasure chest!"

The head of the House of Representatives was told by Kong Tianfang that he couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and said—

"Yes, we need to plan this matter carefully!"