MTL - The Salty Little Cannon Fodder Was Targeted By the Prince-Chapter 470 The little girl wants to sell gossip

 Chapter 470 The little girl wants to sell gossip

 Who doesn’t know what to say?

Du Wan poured out a basketful of good words for free, "I'm just thinking of ways to share your worries."

The emperor felt happy and waved to her, "Come here and tell me what method you have thought of?"

Du Wan lifted up her skirt and sneaked up to the emperor. She said flatteringly, "I think of a way to make money, but I still need your permission. It's not a big deal, really."

 “What’s the matter?”

"I want to cooperate with my uncle to set up a private property agency. I only need 10% of the net profit, 20% will be given to you, and 70% will be used for disaster relief. How about it?" Du Wan originally thought about not asking for any money, but he didn't want any money at all. Don't look too stupid, others may think too much and think she has other agendas.

The emperor said: "Last time, I told you that the house newspaper could not be sold. Do you dare to say that if you do it, someone will definitely buy it?"

 “Of course.”

Du Wan patted her chest and promised, "I will provide the money and I will do the work. As long as uncle acts as a backer, he can get the money for free. What are you afraid of? Even if you lose money, it will be my fault. Uncle will not suffer any loss."

 It’s exactly what she said!

 He suffered no loss from either side.

The emperor has no reason not to allow it, "Alright!"

Du Wan was so happy now that she even asked the emperor to write a temporary decree and stamp it with a big seal. The general meaning is that the emperor specially allowed Du Wan to publish the Di newspaper privately, and 70% of the profits would be owned by the state. The remaining 30% was shared equally between the two of them, so I didn't write it down, so as not to offend anyone.

 That’s right, Du Wan said it would be 10%.

 The emperor did not let her suffer too much and said she would share it equally.

Du Wan responded with a smile and left happily.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly turned back, frowned and said, "Uncle, autumn is here, and winter is not far away. Do you think there will be another snowstorm this year?"

emperor:"…"

 Damn girl, are you trying to scare him to death?

 When he was about to say something else, the little girl suddenly disappeared. If there is another snowstorm, just thinking about it will make people's scalp numb.

 …

 Princess Mansion.

 Du Wan, who returned home, ran to Prince Consort Du's study.

 Carry all the newspapers stored in the study this year back to Yulingyuan.

Du Wan began to read the Di newspaper patiently.

The eldest princess was surprised for a while after receiving the news, "What happened to Wanwan outside?"

“The princess went to attend the auction at Yishantang, and then went to the palace, but nothing happened.” Aunt Wen reported the new news to the eldest princess.

The eldest princess smiled and said, "Then why did she suddenly become interested in Di Bao?"

Aunt Wen smiled and said: "With His Highness watching, the princess will not cause trouble. Besides, the princess is a well-measured child."

 “She just likes to do random things.” The eldest princess laughed to herself after saying this.

Du Wan in Yulingyuan read one newspaper after another and felt numb at the end. They were all very official reports, such as praising the emperor's achievements, worrying about the country and the people, and so on. What political achievements have been made by the officials sent for disaster relief, or what reforms and policies have been implemented by the DPRK and China.

 There is an additional donation list this month.

It says who so and so, how much money was donated, etc.

Du Wan also found her name, and the eighteen thousand taels donated last time were all written down.

“Ningqin, how much private room do I have?” Du Wan suddenly asked loudly.

Ningqin was startled and quickly replied: "Back to the princess, it's fifty taels, the monthly silver I just received."

“…” Du Wan frowned, not wanting to speak. It’s not that she has no money, she still has a large windfall that she hasn’t spent yet.

 Next year, the year after, the year after, natural disasters will continue every year. The days ahead will only get harder and harder, so this windfall should be reserved for critical moments.

Du Wan called the four maids, "I want to do a private registration."

"Princess, this person is breaking the law." Luo Qi reacted the fastest and stopped him in a panic, "It will bring trouble to the princess's house."

“Don’t worry, the emperor has given permission.”

Du Wan took out the "permit" with the emperor's seal from her arms and showed it to the four maids with a smile, "We don't have money in our private house, so we have to get money first. Before we get money, we have to find ways to save money." Cost. I can’t afford to hire workers for the time being, so I can only ask you to pay for it first.”

 The four maids were confused: “…”

 How did they serve their masters since they were in primary school?

 Have never learned how to run a residence newspaper!

Du Wan knew what they were thinking when he saw their expressions, "The Di newspaper I want to run is mainly about entertainment, with current affairs as a sidebar. What is lacking most is attractive gossip, and what you are best at is gossip, do you understand? ?Write your gossip and publish it in the newspapers, and then sell it for money."

 “Does anyone buy this?”

 “Of course!”

Du Wan has never underestimated the human nature of gossip.

 Once this thing is on track, she can also openly accept submissions and specialize in collecting gossip from all over the world. There are so many things happening in the Great Qin Kingdom every day that there is no need to worry about running out of material to write about.

 The four maids began to write gossip.

Du Wan also made a special statement, "You can't write about the princess's house. If you want to write, you can only write about outsiders. Write down the gossip you know, sort it out, and pick out a few that are attractive. Some of the good ones are Reward, if you don’t write well... keep writing.”

"OK!"

 “Princess, I must write well.”

"Yeah." Du Wan nodded perfunctorily, then looked at the book and painting, "You can write Xie Qi, if you have any gossip, feel free to write it."

 The two people’s eyes suddenly lit up and they nodded repeatedly.

Du Wan knew that they were fans of Xie Zhang, but they grew up in the princess's mansion and had no contact with Xie Zhang. Just like modern star chasers, they gossiped without delaying their assigned work and were within the tolerance range. Inside.

 So, Du Wan never replaced them.

Du Wan asked them to go to a quiet room to write in a simple and easy-to-understand way, without being pretentious.

 After all this tossing, it was approaching dusk.

　　Du Consort returned to the mansion and saw a little girl squatting in front of the door just outside the main courtyard.

When the little girl saw her father coming back, her eyes widened and she said, "Dad?!"

 “Are you waiting to be a father?” Consort Du touched her head lovingly.

Du Wan nodded repeatedly, "I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Du Ma took the little girl and walked inside.

“I want to set up a newspaper office and prepare to hire someone to print and so on.” Du Wan said her plan as she walked.

Du Huima smiled and asked, "Wanwan wants to print a few pieces of gossip to sell?"

“Father still understands me.” Du Wan chuckled, “The business of teahouses and restaurants has improved a lot because of gossip. There’s no reason why I can’t do this.”

“Gossip can be passed down by word of mouth, so why do people need to spend money to buy it?”

"You don't understand this. Of course, the gossip that can be printed must not be spread outside."

 Du Wan comes from the era of entertainment explosion. She is not a professional, but she knows a little bit through what she has heard and seen. In this era, knowing something is enough for her to stand on the shoulders of giants.

 (End of this chapter)