Chapter seven hundred and ninetieth talent ah this is(1/2)
In addition to black and white, the world also has gray.
In this kind of area, you may say it is legal, but it is definitely not legal.
You say they are illegal. Very few people go to arrest them.
People living in this area are like rats, which pop out from time to time to disgust people. You often catch and kill a group of them, but after killing them, they come out again.
Yang Hui lives in a gray area.
Yang Hui's ancestors were once wealthy, but after several generations of concubines, his life became more and more difficult, and he was no different from the common people around him.
The honor left to him by his ancestors was just the surname Yang.
Unlike those Guizhou people who were willing to dig in the soil, Yang Hui dreamed of restoring his former glory.
I remember when I was a child, my grandmother took me to the Yang Mansion to recognize my relatives.
The people in the Yang Mansion were indifferent to this poor relative, but the luxury and luxury in the mansion still shocked Yang Hui's soul.
After coming back, Yang Hui had an idea, and he never forgot that he wanted to be a master, to be popular, to drink hot food, to be hugged by everyone, to be happy in life, to...
But this is just a fantasy. Daydreaming is easy, but it is not easy to make dreams come true.
Who would have thought that when Yang Hui reached the age of thirty, he would actually have an opportunity.
The banished immortal appeared.
The reforms led by Ban Xian have brought about earth-shaking changes in Great Qin.
As long as farmers work hard and work hard, they can have three meals of food and clothing, and even live in a well-off family.
As long as a businessman sees the right time and sells goods back and forth, he can also get rich.
This is an era where opportunities are everywhere.
In the past, the class that was welded to death by scholars, farmers, industry and merchants was broken by the banishment of immortals.
But these did not affect Yang Hui.
Yang Hui was too lazy to plow the fields, which was too hard. The sun was scorching above his head, and the loess was under his feet. He was sweating like rain and panting.
Yang Hui felt that it was simply treating people like animals.
Yang Hui doesn’t want to do business either. Doing business is too complicated. What if he loses money? What if he is cheated? What if...
Therefore, he still stayed at home and wasted the stars and the moon.
Once people are free, they will have a hobby, which is to inquire about their parents' affairs and gossip.
Understanding other people's gossip can add a lot of color to your ordinary life.
So, besides staying at home every day, Yang Hui would go to the door and sit in the sun, chatting with each other about the surrounding gossip among a group of idlers who had lost their labor force.
Within a few days, everyone around Fang Yuan knew the gossip.
Yang Hui originally thought that these days would be his life and there wouldn't be much change.
Until one day, a newspaper appeared in Xianyang City. Yang Hui immediately realized that this was an excellent opportunity and an excellent thing.
The spirit of gossip in Yang Hui's heart burned brightly.
He knows that there are many idle people in the world. In fact, it is not just idle people. Even the busiest people like to listen to gossip.
He remembered clearly that he once stood on the street and gossiped.
A servant who was in a hurry to buy tonics for his master was so fascinated by what he was listening to that he stopped and listened for half an hour, waiting for him to finish speaking.
As a result, the owner didn't use the medicine. He was very incompetent in bed and beat the servant severely. This incident became gossip in Yang Hui's mouth the next day.
Everyone may be the protagonist in gossip. And there is always no shortage of new material for the gossip among gossips.
Therefore, Yang Hui had a huge plan in mind.
Soon, the general tabloid appeared on the market.
When Yang Hui saw the general's tabloid, he immediately stopped and shouted.
He said helplessly: "There are many smart people in Xianyang City. It seems that I am not the only one who has seen the importance of gossip."
However, after reading the General tabloid, he still discovered a business opportunity.
The content in the General's tabloid is not exciting enough, it is too conventional. Although it writes about things that the common people are concerned about, there is too little exaggeration.
How can a piece of gossip catch people’s attention without exaggeration?
Yang Hui chuckled, and then he had a bold plan in his mind.
He learned printing techniques from others.
Movable type printing and a set of equipment are expensive, and Yang Hui can't afford it, but he knows that there is a kind of oil paper printing on the market, and he can still do it.
So, Yang Hui bought equipment, exaggerated what he heard from hearsay dozens of times, and made it up into a tabloid.
For example, if a courtier suffered from hemorrhoids, Yang Hui would say that his entire lower body was rotten. He also added to the jealousy, saying that the reason for his rottenness was due to old age and disrespect. On the surface, he looked serious, but in fact, he was cheating behind his back.
People love to see content like this.
After these messy tabloids were compiled, Yang Hui did not apply for a publication number. He knew in his heart that it was impossible for this thing to apply for a publication number.
Anyway...as long as you can make money.
So Yang Hui printed a hundred copies himself and sold them for two cents each.
In less than a quarter of an hour, they were sold out.
Yang Hui was overjoyed and printed 500 more copies.
An hour later, it was sold out again.
Yang Hui looked at the thousands of dollars and was a little unbelievable. Is it so easy to get money for this... this... this thing?
This is much easier than farming, and much more stable than running a business.
With the reputation built by the first issue of the tabloid, Yang Hui published a second tabloid the next day, this time printing a thousand points. Then he made several thousand more money.
Yang Hui is a very idealistic person, so he named his tabloid, Gray Tabloid.
On the one hand, this tabloid commemorates his name. On the other hand, it is because Yang Hui always sells newspapers at dawn.
At this time, no one from the government has come forward, so he will not be arrested.
Every time Yang Hui came out with the newspaper, he could see the gray sky in the east.
The cold morning and the hard work of starting a business left a deep impression on Yang Hui. Therefore, he named his newspaper Gray Tabloid as a commemoration.
Whenever Yang Hui came out with the newspaper in his arms, he would find that he was not afraid of hard work, but that he was afraid of working hard to do something he didn't like.
For example, he can do things like editing a newspaper with gusto.
Yang Hui's business is going more and more smoothly. After a month, his daily income can reach thousands of dollars.
Yang Hui felt that he was a little too busy, so he hired two people.
One of these two people helped Yang Hui mimeograph, and the other helped Yang Hui sell newspapers.
Later, the number of people increased, and Yang Hui's gray tabloid even had reporters.
It's just that reporters like him are different from others.
Regular reporters are required to conduct interviews on the street. But reporters from gray tabloids always dress up like idlers.
In fact, they were originally idlers.
You see people gathered in small groups, chatting. Maybe the man in the corner wearing a torn cotton jacket looking for lice is a reporter from a gray tabloid.
You see a group of women squatting by the river washing clothes. Maybe one of them is a reporter from a gray tabloid.
You two were quarreling at home, cursing each other's relatives, and maybe the person listening over the wall was a reporter from a gray tabloid.
Reporters from gray tabloids are everywhere, but no one knows their identities.
This is a very secretive organization.
Yang Hui's property grew bigger and bigger, and he finally got his wish, bought a big house, and lived a life of fine clothing and fine food.
But when he got all this, Yang Hui found that he was no longer interested in it.
There are hundreds of clothes, can you wear them? Hundreds of boxes of gold and silver, can you spend them all? There are countless delicacies, can you eat them all?
Yang Hui sighed, and suddenly felt that what he loved most was his career, and he was happiest when he was in the newspaper office.
Therefore, he always fights on the front line.
But recently, Yang Hui has been a little uneasy.
Because someone took the initiative to send materials, and these materials... are a bit strange.
Most of them are about Shangjun Courtyard.
Yang Hui became a newspaper man halfway, but he has such a talent that he is born to create various theories.
He knew that Shangjun's Villa was a hot topic, and as long as the words "Shangjun's Villa" were mentioned, newspapers would often sell very quickly.
For example, if Uncle Liu’s dog is lost, and you publish an article saying that Uncle Liu’s dog is lost, most people will ignore it.
To be continued...