Chapter 141: Newspaper

Southwestern disaster area.

Countless people were displaced after the earthquake, but the relief grain from the imperial court was slow to arrive.

Some disaster victims flocked to Wu County, but found that the city gates were closed and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

Just when they were in despair, a caravan claiming to be from Taoyuan Village arrived with life-saving food.

The large loaf of bread is fragrant, sweet and filling. It weighs five pounds and can be eaten by one person for three days. It only costs five cents.

White refined rice costs 20 cents per pound, which is cheaper than before the earth dragon turned over.

They can't afford refined rice, but they can buy some black bread.

In addition to black bread, there are also some cheap jackets and thick cotton shoes.

"Taoyuan Village" is also famous throughout the southwest.

But the people of Taoyuan Village don’t care whether they are famous now or not. In the factory in the west district, the sewing machines are so busy that they are smoking.

Whether they were young wives or young men, or women and men, they either went to bakeries or to garment and shoe factories.

As soon as Xu Yuanzhi got out of school, Yan Cuicui dragged him to the garment factory to work.

"Mom, I still have to write a storybook! I have to update it early tomorrow morning. Can I not go today?"

Yan Cuicui grabbed his ear and said, "How much do you earn for writing books in a day? You can get five cents for sewing a piece of clothing. If you are faster, you can get one penny in two nights!"

Xu Yuanzhi was going crazy. Was his mother not letting him sleep?

Although he only earned five cents a day for writing the storybooks, the village chief said that if the finished book sold well after it was printed, he would get a share of the profits, so he had to finish writing and printing it quickly.

Yan Cuicui didn't want to hear his excuses. Now, except for her father-in-law who had to attend evening classes, the whole family was working in the garment factory. Of course, he, a little bastard who ate everything, had to go as well.

As soon as Xu Yuanzhi arrived at the entrance of the garment factory, he made eye contact with several classmates.

Well, same village, same mother.

They were all dragged to work.

San Gouzi pouted his lips, feeling extremely reluctant.

But he was the best at operating the sewing machine in the family, and his mother said that as long as he could earn five taels of silver this month, she would go to the East District to buy him a pig.

Since he didn’t win a place in the previous pig-killing competition, he had been thinking about buying another pig to practice.

"Okay, okay, it's just for this month. I won't work one more day." San Gouzi tilted his head and deliberately raised his voice.

His mother almost lost control of her temper and slapped him on the back of the head, but she endured it again and again, "One month is only one month, you work hard in this month, and I'll buy you a new coat after the end!"

San Gouzi doesn't want the coat. He would rather use the money for the coat to buy a pig. He must win first place in the next pig-killing competition!
The bakery was right next door, and Xu Yuanzhi saw Yu Chuner and Yu Qiuer coming over hand in hand from afar.

San Gouzi's eyes lit up, and he waved to them, "Chun'er and Qiu'er, are you guys coming to work today too?"

Yu Qiu'er also waved her hand, "My sister and I have developed a new flavor. We'll make some for you to take home and try!"

She and her sister were inspired by their aunt and spent two days to come up with a new flavor. Today they came to teach the workers in the bakery.

San Gouzi slurped his saliva and said, "Okay! We'll wait for you!"

Xu Yuanzhi pursed his lips; he was hit again.

No, he has to secretly type at night and kill everyone.

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The garment factory was bustling with activity. Xiao Wang was working on her sewing machine while discussing the styles of the next batch of clothes with Wu Shuxian. Now the Taoyuan Garment Factory was under the management of the two of them, one as the director and the other as the deputy director, and they were very busy every day.

Liu Ru sat obediently on a small stool beside her, reading "Three Character Classic". Her brother Liu Zhen sat side by side with her, holding a copy of "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art" in his hand.

The director and deputy director of the bakery were the two sisters-in-law Liu Juhua and Zhao Meixiang. When they saw the sisters Yu Chuner and Yu Qiuer coming over, they immediately felt like they had seen their saviors and pulled them aside for a long discussion.

The caravan came back and said that some people felt that the taste of black bread was too bland, and they are now thinking about improving it.

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Pan Yingying sat cross-legged on the kang and wrote the four words "Taoyuan Daily".

She is going to start a newspaper.

During this period, everyone was busy working in the factory to earn money, and not many people went to the bulletin board. Yu Chaosheng felt that her articles had no readers and was a little depressed. She thought of starting a newspaper so that everyone could still read the storybooks in their spare time.

She planned to hand over the "Taoyuan Daily" to Liu Mingxuan, and the editors-in-chief of the "Taoyuan Men's Newspaper" and the "Taoyuan Women's Newspaper" would be Liu Lin and Lin Xiao'e.

Those who are capable should do more work. Anyway, they don’t have to go to the factory.

And you can also try to sell newspapers to Yaocheng and Ningyuan, maybe even outside the Great Wall.

Hehe, I am such a clever little guy.

The plot of Yu Chaosheng breaking off the engagement with Long Aotian is already halfway through, and this is the bottleneck period. Seeing her giggling after finishing writing, he looked over curiously.

Pan Yingying took a piece of paper and placed it in front of him. "Chaoyang people, come and write a letter to solicit contributions."

Yu Chaosheng's pen name is Chaoyang Masses. People usually call him the village chief, and when reading storybooks, they call him Mr. Chaoyang.

Yu Chaosheng threw the paper aside, lay down lazily, and let out a long sigh.

Batian moved over from the corner of the kang and stuck close to him, placing his front paws directly on his chest.

He held Batian's snow-white paw and squeezed it twice, thinking that this tiger son was bathed by the people in the yard every day, and the tiger's paw must smell so good.

He shook it off and pushed it away, "Go, go, go find your mother!"

Yu Chaosheng turned over in annoyance. He didn’t smell so good even when he took a shower.

Pan Yingying moved over and sat down, slapping him on the arm, "What's wrong with you? Did Fat Tiger piss you off?"

Yu Chaosheng snorted, "No, it's too heavy."

Without even turning over, he just sulked with his back to Pan Yingying.

Pan Yingying was puzzled, so she went over to take a look and saw that the guy's mouth was pouting so much that an oil bottle could be hung on it.

"What's wrong? It's all right. Menopause? Puberty?"

Yu Chaosheng turned over like a pancake and asked, "Who are you making fun of?"

After a while, as Pan Yingying's fists creaked, he said in a voice as soft as the buzz of a mosquito, "I just feel like we're too busy and not as happy as before."

Pan Yingying scratched her head, looking suspicious, "But I'm not busy..."

Yu Chaosheng glared at her, "Of course you are not busy. I have done everything for you. You just need to count your money and read those eye-sucking novels every day."

He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, rolling on the kang shamelessly, "I agreed to be the mayor's wife! Now, I'm the village chief, and I have a lot of things to worry about every day, while you are living the life of a lady! I don't care! I am the lady! I want to be a lady!"

Fat Tiger thought Yu Chaosheng was playing with him, so he jumped up and tried to pull him away, but Yu Chaosheng slapped him and pushed him off the kang.

Pan Yingying finally figured out why he was unhappy. It turned out that he felt unbalanced because he saw that she was so relaxed while he was so busy.

(End of this chapter)