In two or three days, Heng Gaozhuo also bought a shop near Liuguang Pavilion. He tidied it up a little and planned to make a place in the shop to recruit people.
At this time, word spread that Ran Fang was going to open a newspaper office in the city, and the city was extremely lively for a while.
Worried that people would not understand the usefulness of the newspaper, Heng Gaozhuo even wrote a few "leaflets" to spread the word about the newspaper. Coupled with Zhang Liang's help, the newspaper suddenly became a topic of conversation after dinner. .
Of course, it's not because of the novel concept of newspaper offices, but because newspapers need to recruit people, as well as printing plants and paper mills.
Because Liu Bang was the first to recruit people before, people also knew that as long as they were selected, they would have the opportunity to make money, which was much more than they could make by doing hard work.
Therefore, many people came to sign up in front of the newspaper office.
Looking at the crowd of people at the door, Heng Gaozhuo had no choice but to learn Liuguang Pavilion's technique and put up a sign at the door that read "Those who can read and write are given priority", and this time the number was reduced.
Because of the newspaper incident, Baijia had already received the news and understood that it was a "publicity" opportunity, so some people from Baijia came to sign up.
Following Ran Fang's suggestion, these people were naturally Heng Gaozhuo's first choice.
Heng Gaozhuo sat on a chair with a pen in his hand and paper on the table. Without looking at anyone, he directly asked: "Name, are you literate? What did you do before?"
As a result, an old and steady voice was heard: "I'm on my way to peace."
Hearing the name, Heng Gaozhuo raised his head in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief.
It was obvious that he knew the man in front of him.
"Why are you here?"
"Aren't you in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
When Lu Ziping was recognized, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face. He covered his mouth and coughed lightly: "Cough cough cough."
"Before, I only carved bamboo slips for the Prime Minister. Now that I have paper, I am naturally no longer needed."
"No, I heard that people here are looking for people who can write, so I came to join in the fun."
"Not only me, but probably many people who carved bamboo slips in the city were kicked out and had no choice but to go home and retire."
"I don't know how I will live in the future."
As he spoke, he sighed.
Gao Zhuo also knew something about this. Before there was paper, they all wrote on bamboo slips.
If it's just a simple thing, you can just write it with a pen, but it will be easily erased, so some court officials will find someone to carve the words specifically so that the words will not disappear no matter when.
Later, with the advent of paper, there was no need for engravers.
It's just that the current paper is only used by officials in the DPRK and China, so the first people who don't need to engrave are the officials.
Nowadays, the Shaofu's paper has slowly begun to be used by nobles and wealthy businessmen in the city, but the price is a bit higher, so some mansions still need engravers, but there are not as many as before.
Therefore, there are many people like Lu Ziping in this city.
"In this case, you have not lost your talent by coming to my newspaper office."
"I'll register you first. After a few days, I'll decide who the people are and I'll write out the list here."
"Come and take a look when the time comes. If your name is on it, you won't have to look for other jobs."
Lu Ziping nodded gratefully. Although it was not decided that he would come now, who would miss this opportunity?
And everyone knows that this newspaper belongs to Ran Fang, so no one will blame Heng Gaozhuo for being unkind.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"You have given us a way out!"
"Then I will go back and wait for your good news."
Looking at Lu Ziping's leaving figure, Heng Gaozhuo couldn't help but sigh a little.
"The commander is still doing everything well. Presumably the printing and paper mills, plus the people in the newspaper office, these engraving people have a means of making a living again."
"Otherwise, if we drive them out of Xianyang City directly, I'm afraid it will cause them to be dissatisfied with His Majesty and the commander."
During the registration process, Heng Gao Zhuocai discovered that there were not only those who had been kicked out, but also candidates who had failed before.
Now, I really don’t have to worry about recruiting people.
Knowing that no matter what the newspaper's previous status was, people in the city would have the opportunity to sign up for it, the people in the city would have a higher opinion of Ran Fang.
"It's really unexpected that the commander is willing to give us a chance."
"Indeed, now even if I can't take the scientific examination, I still have a way to make a living. I don't have to go back to my hometown and have my back stabbed."
"You're right. When I was about to take the scientific examination, people in the village said it was all a lie. It would be better to farm in the village."
"I heard that the wages in the glass factory are quite high. That's what the commander sent people to do. So the newspaper office and the glass factory should be the same, right?"
"Really? That's more profitable than doing other things."
"I don't know. I heard that people from hundreds of families also signed up. I'm afraid we won't be selected!"
Although some people are happy and some are sad, it does not affect the influence of this newspaper in the city at all.
Even Ying Zheng in the palace had received the news, and Ran Fang also passed on the news about the role of the newspaper.
What Ying Zheng likes most is that no matter what Ran Fang does, he will never hide it from him.
Especially this kind of thing that is beneficial to Da Qin, the more Ran Fang does it, the more he likes it.
Just listening to Wei Liang's report on how happy the people in the city were about this matter, Ying Zheng frowned slightly, as if he thought of something unhappy, and finally he came to Ran Fang's house in person in a carriage.
In the evening, when he received the news that Ying Zheng had come to the house, Ran Fang was discussing some details of the newspaper with Heng Gaozhuo. He immediately put down what he was doing and got up with Heng Gaozhuo to prepare to welcome Ying Zheng.
But when he got up, Ying Zheng and Wei Liang had already walked into the courtyard.
"See Your Majesty."
There was a smile on Ying Zheng's face, and there was no concealed satisfaction in his eyes when he looked at Ran Fang.
"Get up, don't be restrained."
With that said, Ying Zheng walked towards the house.
Heng Gaozhuo, who was following Ran Fang, felt Ying Zheng's attitude towards Ran Fang intuitively for the first time. He had seen Ying Zheng before, but at that time Ying Zheng was sitting on a high platform, and his whole body was full of emotions. The aura was so powerful that he didn't even dare to look up.
But now in front of Ran Fang, he looked kind and kind, which really made him unbelievable.
Even though Ying Zheng was so kind, the fear of Ying Zheng was still engraved in his heart, and he followed Ran Fang timidly towards the house.
After Ying Zheng and Ran Fang sat down one after another, he dared to stand behind Ran Fang and try to reduce his presence as much as possible.
Ran Fang glanced at him and saw that he did not sit down but did not say anything. Instead, he turned his attention to Ying Zheng: "I wonder why your Majesty came here today?"
Ying Zheng didn't mince words, he said directly: "It's for the sake of the newspaper."
"You wrote in the memorial the benefits of this newspaper office and what the newspaper office can be used for in the future."
"This matter is naturally a good thing, and it will do more good than harm to Da Qin."
"It's just... I still have something unknown."
Hearing this, Ran Fang raised his hands towards Ying Zheng and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please give me a signal."
Feeling Ying Zheng's signal, Wei Liang immediately took out a memorial from his sleeve, walked over and placed it on the table next to Ran Fang.
Ran Fang picked up the memorial and saw that it was the one he wrote to Ying Zheng. It was all about the newspaper's assumptions and benefits. He didn't understand what the problem was.
"This... I don't know what your Majesty means, but I would like to ask your Majesty to make it clear."
"Since it is for the Great Qin, and the writing is all about the Great Qin, why should a Confucian sect be responsible for this?!"
