All businessmen in the world know that as long as they have a relationship with Qinghe Hou, it is difficult not to make money. Qi Mao just helped the newspaper office transport several ships of old clothes, which cost only tens of thousands of yuan, but he immediately held Qinghe Hou's thigh. With the support of Qinghe Hou, the transportation of goods along the river will inevitably be monopolized by him. In the future, the speed of making money in Maofeng's freight is definitely impossible to calculate. Merchants from more than ten counties and counties along the river will snatch the heads to curry favor with Maofeng's freight, which is not only for making money, but also for making relationships with Qinghe Hou.

Therefore, in the past half month, the merchants along the river have been bustling with various plans and cooperation matters on Maofeng Freight, which has not officially started business. All kinds of news have reached Qi Mao's ears, and his gratitude and respect for Chen Xu are getting bigger and bigger.

Seeing Qi Mao's name resounding throughout Daqin with the advertisements of the urban newspaper, many businessmen who missed the opportunity to get the newspapers regretted it. Many of them went to the newspapers to ask about publishing advertisements, but were rejected by the newspapers.

"Mr. Marquis, if someone comes to ask about publishing advertisements today, I have turned them off as you told me, but such a good opportunity to make money always makes me feel a little sorry!" Chen Ping arranged for someone to use the recruitment orders for the History Museum and the Bookstore to type and proofread, and talked about the recent days of many merchants coming to ask about publishing advertisements.

"Don't worry about advertising. It's not time for newspapers to start receiving advertisements on a large scale. The merchants are now not in a high position. Those who come to ask are just small merchants. Real wealthy merchants are hiding and dare not show up. One is that they are not showing their wealth, the second is that they may arouse the emperor's suspicion, and the third is that they are afraid of being missed by kings, princes and ministers. Wait for me to report to the emperor some time to see if some of the harsh laws against merchants can be abolished so that they can stimulate the enthusiasm and enthusiasm of merchants, otherwise these small merchants alone will not be able to achieve the effect of advertising." Chen Xu shook his head.

"It's still the Marquis who are far-sighted!" Chen Ping and others began to flatter again.

Chen Xu's face twitched a few times. All literati have been similar since ancient times. Flattering is simply a talented inheritance. Superstars like Chen Ping are inevitably clichés.

Alas, there is no literary character at all!

Chen Xu felt very frustrated and decided to go back to Qinghe Villa to eat a bowl of ice noodles to suppress his shock. Then he lay on the lounge chair to see how his wife and the fifth princess swam in silk skirts.

"Hello, Marquis!" Seeing Chen Xu preparing to leave, Chen Ping hesitated and called Chen Xu.

"What else does Secretary Chen have to do?"

"Mr. Marquis, last time I heard your teachings, Ping wrote an article about stimulating domestic demand. I would like to ask Marquis to help me correct me..." Chen Ping took out a few pages of manuscript paper from the drawer uneasy.

"Hey, I've finished writing, take it to me and take a look!" Chen Xu became interested when he heard this, and sat down again to put the manuscript paper to watch.

The content is similar to what Chen Xu said in Qinghe Garden last time. From the delay of the curfew, the leisure changes caused by the people of Xianyang, to the phenomenon of selling various snacks and snacks on the street, and then to the motivation and reasons for the circulation of money and the generation of domestic demand, in order to explain the changes in life brought to everyone by this change.

According to the needs of the people, the crab, which has no value, is turned into a delicacy that can be provided for people to enjoy. The final result is that the crab becomes a valuable thing. With crabs as the chain, the civilians who catch crabs, vendors who sell crabs, and the people who eat crabs can even impose certain taxes on this basis. The currency is circulated on the chain, and all groups generated by crabs can gain benefits.

"Not bad!" Chen Xu nodded while reading, and after reading, he said: "I have written about domestic demand more clearly, but I still don't explain enough about currency circulation. The currency circulation generated by a domestic demand point is far more than the beneficiaries on the chain, but will produce a rippling fluctuation from point to surface. Although it is just a crab, what is finally generated is the linkage of almost all industries. Civilians catch crabs and sell them to vendors, obtain coins, and then use them to purchase food, cloth, tools and other daily necessities. The money will soon be circulated to other industries, and vendors sell baking

When a crab accumulates enough money, he may buy high-end consumer goods such as real estate, grain fields, livestock and carriages. These coins will also be circulated to other industries. The Ministry of Revenue collects taxes, which will be used to pay salaries for officials or build roads, water conservancy and other facilities. In short, every commercial activity does not exist alone, and the consequence of any demand must be that a large number of industries will obtain benefits, and the way benefits are generated is the circulation of money. The faster the currency is circulated, the faster the various substances will be distributed, and wealth will be accumulated slowly..."

"So that's it. The Marquis's statement made people suddenly understand. It seems that Ping's thoughts are still too narrow and one-sided!" Chen Ping bowed with a red face.

"Your article is well written, just change it a little, and then type it out to the next newspaper. With this article, I went to the court to advise the emperor to abolish some harsh laws of merchants and merchants, which is more convincing. If the Qin Dynasty wants to develop rapidly and become rich, it must first loosen the merchants. Only when the business is active enough can the people buy cheaper items, and they can quickly sell the items they have obtained to get coins to improve their lives!"

After Chen Xu returned the manuscript paper to Chen Ping, he picked up the paper and pen and quickly wrote something and said: "This is the method of making ice powder. It is very simple. You can also publish this method in the next newspaper. Like crabs, this ice powder is originally wild fruit that is unused, but making it into ice powder can benefit many people, and it is also a way to stimulate domestic demand!"

Chen Xu said this and Chen Ping, Fu An and others became interested, so they came to see how to make the ice powder, but then their faces were dull.

"Master Hou is trying to make me wait. The ice powder is crystal clear, sweet and sour, delicious, like a fairy food. How could it be so simple to make?"

"It's really that simple. It's just that ordinary people make it at home without ice buckets, and it doesn't taste so refreshing. Adding some fruit vinegar and sugar juice is to improve the taste, and not so good without adding it. However, the effects of ice powder cooling and cooling are not much different. The lycola fruit is now ripe. People who read newspapers naturally want to make some at home, or they can also be sold on the street. Even if a bowl is a bowl, one can still subsidize the household income. It is also a livelihood for many civilians."

"Mr. Marquis, you published this production method. Wouldn't the ice powder from Qingheyuan be sold?" Chen Ping said in confusion.

"No, I can only sell less. Others can't learn the method of ice buckets. They sell at room temperature. I sell ice cold and add fruit vinegar and sugar juice. Not only does it taste good, but it sells a reputation and identity. Hehe, things in Qinghe Garden must be expensive before someone can buy them!"

Listening to Chen Xu's dry laughter, Chen Ping and others felt the chill and creepy on their backs, and their eyes were full of contradictions when they looked at Chen Xu.

This little marquis is sometimes the embodiment of justice and kindness, as gentlemanly, with a halo of benevolence, etiquette and righteousness. He sympathizes with the common people and is in the world. He can give beggars and spend money on the disaster area. However, sometimes it reveals the essence of a profit-making businessman. He never blushs and his heart beats. This ice powder is made of worthless wild fruits. One can make a large pot of one dollar, but one pot in Qinghe Garden can be sold for more than one hundred yuan. He never feels heartbroken and enjoys it.

The Marquis is a contradictory complex.

No one can see through it.

Chen Ping has been following Chen Xu for more than half a year, and has known each other for two years, but he has never seen through it. Not only did he not see through it, but he has not even touched the fur at all. It is like a strange soul floating in front of him, and he can only worship and cannot get close to him.

After arranging the recruitment order, Chen Xu visited An Yuliang again.

As the editor-in-chief of the Baijia Forum, An Yuliang is very dedicated. In addition to teaching students at Weihe Academy, most of his time and energy are transferred to compiling articles from Baijia Forum.

Chen Xu also had great expectations for this journal.

The office was very quiet. Except for a few students who were writing and copying and submitting the manuscripts, An Yuliang sat in front of the window, holding a manuscript far away in his hand and was watching it with a serious expression. Chen Xu knew at a glance that the old man had presbyopia and could no longer see clearly near him.

"Marty~"

"I've seen the Marquis~"

Several scholars who were copying the manuscript saw Chen Xu coming in, and quickly put down their brushes and stood up and bowed.

"Don't use too much politeness, please continue!" Chen Xu waved his hand, An Yuliang put down the manuscript in his hand and stood up to greet him. Chen Xu also bowed and sat down and said, "Have you ever selected enough suitable manuscripts?"

An Yuliang hesitated for a moment, holding his beard and nodded and said, "I have lived up to the marquis' trust. After nearly a month of selection, I have selected twenty of the nearly 300 manuscripts submitted. However, there are a few more articles that I think are good, and I still hesitate between making choices. Since the marquis is here, why not help me to review them!"

"No, Yu Liang Gong is all about this matter, but this journal will be published every month. If you are hesitant, you can put it in the next issue. In fact, you don't have to worry too much!" Chen Xu waved his hands repeatedly and said.

"What the Marquis said is that it may be because of the first volume. I am a little nervous, afraid that the journal will be criticized by all the students!" An Yuliang nodded.

"How can all the things in the world make everyone happy? Yuliang Gong just needs to have a clear conscience on his own. There are tens of thousands of students in Xianyang, and there will be no shortage of a few lieutenants. Why should Yuliang Gong care?"

"What the Marquis said is, but... what is the slut?" The old man roughly understood Chen Xu's consciousness, but became interested in new words.

"Oh! Haha, the lever is from two people who use wooden bars to carry heavy objects. If they don't cooperate well, they will accuse each other of their poor walking, and then they will quarrel and will never admit their mistakes. It is a metaphor for people who like to be stubborn. No matter when, this kind of person has always existed, so there is no need to pay attention to this leverage. Moreover, the original intention of this journal is to gather hundreds of theories, and there will be a lot of debates, and it may also cause a serious battle. The role of Yuliang Gong is to suppress all kinds of sluts and treat all kinds of dissatisfaction!"

An Yuliang looked at Chen Xu with a strange expression, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Marty, I am afraid that I can't suppress my old bones. Then I will waste my thoughts in vain!"

"Your Madam Yuliang is joking. If you can't even suppress it, no one can suppress it. The purpose of our journal is to convince people with reason and to convince people with virtue. If someone is neither reasonable nor benevolent, I will talk to him about the law and send someone to notify the Lieutenant's Mansion to arrest him!"

An Yuliang:...

An Yuliang felt a little cracked in his heart when he was a gentleman and a bandit bully.

"Since Yuliang Gong's manuscript has been prepared, after it is sorted out, it will be handed over to the manager to arrange it to the printing factory to type and print, and the journal sales matters will be handed over to the general affairs office of the newspaper. You don't have to worry about the rest. If the first publication is launched, I will ask someone to give a special introduction in the newspaper. Soon, all scholars in the world will know the existence of this journal. At that time, I am afraid that the articles that the students in the world will refute and submit to come to Xianyang like snowflakes. Yuliang Gong will face more difficult articles!"

Although Chen Xuyan said that he would not review the selected manuscripts to be published, An Yuliang still asked the students to take the copied manuscripts for Chen Xu to read. Chen Xu could not read them carefully one by one. Moreover, the articles were all obscure, which seemed too much more cultural than the articles in the newspaper. Many of them could not understand them at all. Therefore, they could only scan them in ten lines and nodded with a smile: "Very good, all are very good. Everything in this journal has been rid of Yuliang Gong!"
Chapter completed!