New Tianjin Newspaper.

Due to the popularity of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", when Zhou Hexuan came here again, he finally met Liu Rangong, the president of the new Tianjin newspaper department.

Liu Rangong was originally named Zhongru, and Rangong was just his name. He served as a soldier when he was young and revolutionized. He co-founded the "New Tianjin Newspaper" with his friend two years ago. In the history of the Republic of China, he was a famous newspaper tycoon. A few years later, the "New Tianjin Newspaper" will be sold in several provinces in North China, with a maximum sales of more than 50,000 copies, and even the "New Tianjin Evening News" has increased to more than 20,000 copies.

Until Japan invaded China in an all-out attack on China and occupied Tianjin, it forced Liu Ran to promote the Japanese army. Liu Ran refused to obey and was eventually tortured by the Japanese invaders and could bear the reputation of patriotism.

This guy has a thin face, no wealth, and has a mustache and an old long gown. At first glance, he looked like a down-and-out scholar. He took the initiative to shake hands with Zhou Hexuan and praised: "Mr. Zhou, I'm so lucky to know! I have been reading masterpieces these days, which has made me forget to eat and sleep."

"It's just a pastime, Mr. Liu laughed." Zhou Hexuan said modestly.

The two exchanged some greetings and compliments with each other, and Liu Rangong expressed his thoughts: "After the "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was serialized in the evening newspaper, many readers wrote to the newspaper and said that they had missed the previous story and hoped that the newspaper could print and reprint it."

Speaking of this, Liu Rangong said funny, "The two evening newspapers that published the first chapter of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, are now buying many people in Tianjin. An expired newspaper was hyped up to a high price of 50 cents. Mr.'s masterpiece really makes Luoyang paper expensive."

Zhou Hexuan was not proud of this and asked with a smile: "How will Mr. Liu be republished?"

Liu Rangong explained: "I am going to publish two issues of the Evening News to republish the first three chapters of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"."

Zhou Hexuan was a little surprised. The extrapolation is equivalent to a special issue, which is used to report major events and good news. He was very drunk when he thought about it. Liu Rangong was also working hard to expand the sales of newspapers.

Liu Rangong also said: "What about the three chapters that were reprinted outside the name, 5 cents of 1,000 characters? As for the normal manuscript fee for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in the future, I think it should be increased to 3 yuan of 1,000 characters."

"It depends on Mr. Liu." Zhou Hexuan said happily. He was naturally happy to make more money.

The manuscript fee of 3 yuan for a thousand words is considered the cap price of martial arts novels. Ping Jiang Buxiaosheng, the martial arts master in the south, took this price. The reason why Mr. Liu Ran took the initiative to raise the price and even came to talk to Zhou Hexuan in person was naturally to win over the relationship and put Zhou Hexuan in the new Tianjin newspaper department.

During the Republic of China, literati were very popular. Writers who could write best-selling works were always the target of major newspapers and magazines. Although Zhou Hexuan was a newcomer, the potential he showed was enough to allow the newspaper to give him special treatment.

At noon, Liu Rangong was invited to Zhou Hexuan for dinner, and even called Li Shoumin.

The three of them had the pleasure of the guests and guests, and they even ate a few glasses of wine. Suddenly they heard the noise in the restaurant, and even the sound of lifting the table was heard.

There was a dining table in the lobby, and leftovers were spread all over the floor. A few big-headed soldiers with red faces and thick necks were standing in front of the counter, with a ferocious and ferocious look on their faces.

One of the soldiers took out Zhang Jun ticket and smashed it on the counter and yelled: "You fight! We fought with bullets and fire, and worked hard to kill from Shandong to help you drive away the big bastard Feng Yuxiang. Hey, you're fine, you don't even let us eat! You're going to rebel!"

The shopkeeper looked sad and begged for mercy: "Mr. Jun. You are a military ticket from Shandong. I can't use it even if I receive it."

Another big-headed soldier suddenly raised his gun, pointed the bolt at the shopkeeper and said, "I think you are a spy from the National Army!"

"Yes, let's catch it!" the accomplices yelled.

"Sister Jun!" The shopkeeper was so scared that he trembled all over and hurriedly took out the money to find compensation.

Hearing the clamoring sound of the silver dollar colliding, the big-headed soldiers finally put away their guns, laughed arrogantly, and then left with the silver dollar in their arms, leaving only the shopkeeper there sighing.

They ate more than two yuan for a meal and ordered some good wine and food, but when they paid the bill, they gave military tickets worth 10 yuan. Since the Fengtian army had just occupied Zhili and the military tickets for Pingjin have not been printed yet, the big-headed soldiers were still making the tickets for Shandong, which were nothing like waste paper, and it was so uncomfortable to use them to wipe their butts.

The shopkeeper couldn't accept it, and he had to ask them to make up for more than 7 yuan of real money. He lost a lot of money inside and outside.

After the big soldiers left, the diners in the restaurant were talking:

"Oh, if there is a gun in this world, it is the King of Grass Heads."

"The warlords are all like birds, and these turtle grandchildren will be retribution sooner or later!"

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Zhou Hexuan watched the scene just now silently, not knowing what to say, and asked for a moment of silence: "Aren't the Fengtian army in the Northeast? Why did these soldiers come from Shandong?"

Liu Rangong answered his doubts and said, "These Qiu Bas just now are soldiers under the command of Zhang Zongchang, the demon king of the world."

OK, when it comes to Zhang Zongchang, Zhou Hexuan immediately had an impression. He was a great poet in the warlords of the Republic of China. His poetry talent could force Li Du to death, which was so angry that Xin Su, and Qu Yuan would be ashamed of himself in this world!

Zhang Dashuai's poetry works are varied in style, as bold as "Song of the Great Wind": The cannons are flying and bang his mother, and the power is spreading in the country and returning to his hometown. Zhang Zongchang is counted, how can he get a giant whale and swallow Fusang?

There are also freshness such as "Daming Lake": Daming Lake, Ming Lake is big, and there are lotus flowers in Daming Lake. There are toads on the lotus flowers, which poke and jump around.

There is also the Elegant "Visiting Penglai Pavilion": What a Penglai Pavilion, it's really good. If the gods can come, I will sit there too. I will put a drink against the window and sing a song to the sea. Come and guess how many punches, my brother-in-law is afraid of drinking too much!

When Zhang Zongchang and Zhang Dashuai published his collection of poems last year, it really shocked the literary world of the Republic of China and made countless scholars and writers worship him.

Zhou Hexuan joked: "There are no weak soldiers under the strong generals, and they really did not embarrass Marshal Zhang."

Li Shoumin held a wine glass and said disdainfully: "To put it in detail, those soldiers just now were from Chu Yupu's army, the general under Zhang Zongchang. I know Chu Yupu, the son of the turtle, who was born as a bandit on the banks of Weishan Lake, and he committed all kinds of evil deeds. Later, he turned into a revolutionary party, and now he has been appointed as the military supervisor of Zhili and the governor of Zhili, and has a huge power in Pingjin area."

"Haha." Liu Rangong laughed in disguise. He had also worked in the revolutionary party and knew very well what they were all about.

After a good meal, the three of them were so happy that they each dissipated with a slight drunkenness.

Zhou Hexuan returned to the rented house and continued to write and write. He thought that he would write some entertainment novels, and as long as he did not get involved in military and political affairs, he could live a peaceful life in the Republic of China.

But what Zhou Hexuan didn't expect was that he didn't cause trouble, but the trouble came to him on his own initiative.
Chapter completed!