Heavenly Dao Formula

"portrait?"

"Yes, judging from the traces, it should have been printed with a mold, but the brush strokes... Oh my God, they actually use thin diagonal and cross lines to express light or dark shadows, while the dark areas are It's ink color." Mr. Zhuang exclaimed, "Don't you think... this portrait can be described as lifelike, like standing on top of the screen?"

"You said so, it's so interesting." Father Wei pondered, "but it's just a slap-sized portrait after all, and it can be printed in batches. It shouldn't be worth much, right?"

"The valuable thing is painting skills." The other party categorically said, "I have collected a lot of famous paintings, and I have a little understanding of this industry. For those masters, seeking technical breakthroughs and improving their own mood level are equally important. More specific I can't say it, but this method of using lines to express light and shadow, so that the portrait can stand up, is definitely from the hands of a master! If you can get the original version, you will be able to sell it at a high price in a few years."

"So you meant this." Wei's father suddenly.

"Of course, the value of this newspaper is far more than ten articles... Regardless of the cost, it is the first issue of commemorative significance, and the content is so amazing. If I don’t read it, I don’t even know Jinxiacheng. There is a dragon in it... It's really eye-opening." Mr. Zhuang looked at Wei Wushuang, "It should be selling well."

"No... when I go to buy a newspaper, almost no one wants to pay."

"What?" The other party asked in surprise, "How many newspapers are there in that shop?"

Wei Wushuang thought about it, "About two to three thousand?"

"So...I'll buy half of it." The merchant surnamed Zhuang stood up and said, "I don't know where the shop is?"

"Are you sure?" Father Wei asked unexpectedly, "That's more than a hundred taels of silver."

"When will I make a loss-making business?" He said confidently, "People outside want to know the news of Jinxia City and sell it to Anshen City. No one wants twenty liters. There are also those. Painters, paying a dollar or two is nothing to them. To put it bluntly, the matter of buying and selling is to use the difference of news to obtain income. As long as the channels are open, there are few things that can not make money in the world."

"I'll take you there!" Wei Wushuang said with joy.

"But didn't you just say...you are going to the bureau later?"

"Hey, it's too late. Mr. Zhuang, please follow me."

Wei Wushuang put on his robe again and took the other party out of the house. At the same time, he was happy-although it can only increase the sales of one store, it is better than not being able to sell one copy. And Mr. Zhuang's vision is really good. If he can sell the newspaper to other places, he can be regarded as fulfilling the original intention of the Propaganda Department.

However, Wei Wushuang got an unexpected answer from the shop when he rushed to the bookstore with the gold master.

"What are you talking about—the newspapers are all sold out?"

"Yes," the boss said a little embarrassed, "not only the ones on the table, but also the ones in the house are sold out."

"But aren't many people willing to buy it before?"

"Indeed, but then a mysterious guest bought all the newspapers and distributed them to the neighboring villagers free of charge on the spot." The boss scratched his head, "Probably some big family is doing good deeds..."

I have only heard of using hot porridge and noodles to give charity, and the two people who used the newspaper to do good deeds have heard of it for the first time.

Moreover, these Shenjin Weekly Reports add up to two or three hundred taels of silver!

Wei Wushuang and Mr. Zhuang looked at each other for a while.

...

"Master Chi, the newspapers of Bai Wen Ya Ji and Zhou Ji Bookstore have all been distributed, and the remaining one is not too problematic." Kong Xuanzi reported to Chi Hui, "Only the bureau has no contact, and the three bookstores add A total of four hundred fifty-six taels of silver to get up."

"Thanks." Chi nodded in satisfaction, and changed to a more majestic posture with his legs up. "How much money do you bring this time?"

"There are still more than 17,000 taels left," Kong Xuanzi said, "but many of them are gold ingots and gems. If you want to cash in silver, it will take a certain amount of time."

"Did you use that much?" Chi said with one hand supporting his face, "It seems that it won't cost much to send a copy to everyone in Jinxia City. If you can find a way to get Xia Fan to print more newspapers."

Penglai has no shortage of money.

But she has never revealed to others how rich Penglai is.

Many, many years ago, in the era when humans and dragons coexisted, not only children but also a large amount of property were accepted as sacrifices. In order to store them, the ancestors had to open up huge caves on the island as warehouses. Over time, many copper coins were even glued together and it was difficult to separate them. When evacuating Penglai Island, Chi let people take away a lot of money in batches, but there are still many valuable things left on the island.

This is also the reason why she has to bring more than ten followers on her trip.

In addition to taking care of her daily life, she also scored some people to guard and **** the "entanglement" carried on this trip.

When Chi introduced his abilities to the candidates of the Six Nations, he deliberately concealed the money part, because he didn't want to trigger the greed of the other party, and got the result that went against his wishes.

After all, such a huge amount of "dowry", let alone a demon, even if the target is a demon, I am afraid that some people dare to agree to it.

She is a dragon.

A unique real dragon.

It should be more dazzling than these money.

Now...someone finally realized this.

Chi picked up a newspaper in his hand happily, and read the report about himself for the seventeenth time.

Rush thousands of miles to send reinforcements, call clouds and call rain to extinguish the fire in the city, isolate the sea breeze and kill the enemy ships in the West, take the lead in defeating the ferocious pirates... All are frontal descriptions, and the accompanying drawings also show the heroic appearance of the dragon.

Turns out this is the feeling of being on the headlines.

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Although the price of newspapers makes people's purchases on the first day weak, but Penglai can solve this small problem by himself. Chi believes that when these news spread, she will sooner or later become the guardian of the hearts of Jinxia residents, rebuilding the Penglai fairy pavilion that enjoys the cheers of the world.

"As soon as the snow melts, tell the reclusive old people to move to Qiguo Jinxia City." Chi said slowly.

This means it is equivalent to a formal decision to settle here.

"Yes." Kong Xuanzi also showed a relieved smile. He doesn't care that Penglai's prosperous scene can be reproduced. He only hopes that Master Chi can live a carefree life in the future.

"Master Chi--" At this time, another person opened the door and sent a message at the door, "There is an invitation to send from the bureau. I hope you can go to Fengyang Villa. Master Xia Fan wants to discuss something with you. ."

Is this the enhanced publicity campaign he mentioned earlier? Everything is finally on the right track.

Chi raised the corners of his mouth, "I know, I will pass."