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Zhao Han had another cup of tea with everyone, patted the table and said, "Which one stipulates that coolies should be lowly? Without your efforts, Hekou Town would have a lot of goods, so let the nobles carry them on board?"

"The nobles can't afford to carry them, and they are afraid that they will bring their goods into the river." Zhang Tieniu laughed, seeming to think of the embarrassment of the rich when they moved goods.

"That's right," Zhao Han said with a smile, "Lifu used sacks to carry the wealth of Hekou Town. Let me see, you Lifu are the nobles of Hekou Town!"

"Don't dare."

Several people refused again and again, but they were very happy in their hearts, and Zhao Han became more and more pleasing to the eye.

Sun Xianzong finally couldn't help it, and he opened his mouth and asked: "Xiao Xianggong, you invite us to dinner and drink, but what is the order?"

"Come on, Second Brother Sun, let's go one more time."

Zhao Han and Sun Xianzong clinked glasses, took a sip and said, "I love to make friends. I don't care about the poor, the lowly, the rich and the noble, but only if they are righteous and forthright. A man of righteousness and a good man, after a glass of wine, is me. My friend. Say, would you like to be my friend?"

"Yes, I am willing." Several people answered happily.

Zhao Han added: "These many scholars are full of benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but they are thieves and prostitutes in their hearts. I look down on them. You guys are different. What you say and do, you spit on a nail. Is this the truth?"

"well said!"

Fei Yu slapped the table and praised it. This Fei family was probably cheated by scholars.

Zhao Han continued to talk nonsense. After drinking a drink, he got the following information:

First, the Iron Foot Association in Hekou Town has more than 2000 members.

Second, members of the Iron Feet Club must pay monthly membership fees.If they are bullied, they can get help from the club, and they can also help them escape from official servitude.

Third, the big and small leaders of the Iron Feet Club are already half-time workers.

In one sentence: Early Triads!

Since the mid-Ming Dynasty, various clubs have blossomed everywhere.

The Donglin Party, which belonged to the literati society in the early days, later developed into a political faction.

Commercial guilds also arose during the Zhengde and Jiajing years, along with guard bureaus from all over the world.

For the people at the bottom, the "Yi Aid Society" organization appeared.

According to the difference between regions and forms, there are many types of voluntary associations, such as: cooperative associations, assemblies, associations, invitation associations, credit associations, charity associations, voluntary associations, food associations, sacrifice associations and so on.

Investigating its essence, it is nothing more than the poor people living together to keep warm.

It is a pity that this kind of social organization cannot escape the rut of deterioration and corruption.

The Iron Foot Club in front of them has already begun to collect protection fees from small vendors.They were still very proud when they spoke, thinking that they had kept countless vendors safe, regardless of whether others were willing to pay.

Zhao Han staggered to his feet, clasped his fists and said, "Brothers, my younger brother is incapable of drinking, let's...let's drink it another day!"

"Okay...it's easy to say!" Sun Xianzong stood up with the help of the table, hooking his shoulders with Zhao Han.

Zhang Tieniu was also dizzy, took Zhao Han's hand and said, "Xiao Xianggong, listening to you is soothing, we'll have another drink tomorrow. If you move things in the future, I'll send someone to tell you, Tie Niu, I promise to give it to you. Work hard!"

"It's my own brother who said so many things." Zhao Han patted him on the shoulder.

Sun Zhenzong said with a smile: "Yes, yes, they are all my brothers."

It was another piece of nonsense, and finally sent these people away.

Zhao Han returned to the counter and regained consciousness in an instant. He summoned his staff to ask questions: "In Hekou Town, besides the Iron Feet Club, which club is the most powerful?"

"Of course it's a boat club," the shop assistant replied. "The boat club is full of boatmen, and their boss is called the helmsman, or the helmsman. The iron feet will be on land, the boat will be in the river, and the well is always safe. river water."

Zhao Han asked again, "Is there a peasant association?"

The store clerk said with a smile: "There are farmers' associations too. Generally, they don't last long, and they are not very big. At most, they form groups to help each other. More than ten years ago, there was a 'Cangshe', which gathered more than 1000 tenants to join the association, and taught children how to sing. "Split clothes as a flag, sell hoes to make knives", what is called "shoveling masters and slaves, and leveling the world's rich and poor", and the owner of the society called himself "shoveling king". Take the slaves and destroy them."

Damn it, the nickname "King of Shovels" is fine, it's much louder than the name of the anti-thief in Shaanxi.

It seems that this "King of Flattery" has read books, and even the slogans of rebellion are well written.

Regardless of the fact that Jiangxi is located in the south, in terms of the number of uprisings alone, it can be called the first province of Ming Dynasty.

Especially in the southern Jiangxi region, rebellions are commonplace, and when the uprising fails, they go into the mountains and become bandits.For this reason, Jiangxi not only has the Jiangxi General Army, but also another Nanjiang General Army, which is specially used to suppress the uprising and quell bandit troubles. The Nangan General Army continued to exist until the end of the Qing Dynasty. Uprisings occurred frequently here, throughout the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the dynasties changed. Couldn't stop them from rebelling.

Two years ago, Fujian peasants revolted and fled to Jiangxi to join forces with the Ruijin rebels, and they have not been eliminated until now.

The well-known "Chishui Liujun" was killed four by Ruijin rebels on his way home from the rural exam.

The magistrate of Ruijin has not dared to leave the city.

The rebellion situation in Gannan was so good that Zhao Han couldn't help but want to participate.

Zhao Han and the shop clerk continued to talk about rebellion... Ah bah, continue to talk about social organizations, Fei Ruhe and Fei Chun's master and servant suddenly came.

"I have already contacted the bookstore," Fei Ruhe held up the teapot and poured it vigorously. "As long as we give us money, they are willing to print it. But we have to sell the printed things ourselves. The bookstore thinks we are not famous."

Publish books at your own expense, take care of your own profits and losses.

Fei Chun couldn't help but say, "Brother, can I sell the magazine? If you want me to read it, it's better to just print the novel. The Legend of the Condor Heroes will definitely sell well."

Zhao Han explained with a smile: "You can't sell the novel directly. Once it sells well, there will be countless pirated copies, and the money will go to the pirates. Let's keep the water flowing and serialize it three times a month. Isn't it beautiful? If you want to read the following, you have to be old. Honestly buy my Goose Lake Journal!"

What is Goose Lake Journal?

Zhao Han's public opinion propaganda position, by the way, serialized the novel to make some money.

Zhao Han pointed to the stage behind him: "Fei Chun, you come to the restaurant to tell a story. Every time a publication is published, only one third of the content is said, which makes them feel itching. Whoever wants to read the remaining two-thirds will pay for it. Come and buy it, no matter how bad the journal is, someone will want it.”

Fei Ruhe expressed his incomprehension: "What are you doing? If you are afraid of piracy, just sell novels one by one."

"You don't understand," Zhao Han asked directly, "You can trust my ability."

Fei Ruhe nodded and said, "I believe it."

Zhao Han hooked Fei Ruhe's shoulder: "Since you believe me, then do as I say."

Chapter 057: Refund! 】

Henglin Bookstore was born in the last years of Zhengde.

Because the Fei family did not cooperate with King Ning's rebellion, his ancestral tomb was dug and his ancestral house was burned.

At that time, there was only Hanzhu Private School, and there was no Hanzhu Academy. Fei's collection of books was placed in the ancestral house, and it was burned to the ground by a fire.

Fei Hong, who was working at home, personally came forward to set up a bookstore, purchased imperial examination materials from Nanzhi and Zhejiang, and specially printed teaching supplementary books for his children to study.

Over the past [-] years, Henglin Bookstore has grown and published more and more content. It mainly operates three types: teaching aids, anthologies, and opera scriptures.

At the end of Wanli, even began to secretly print pornographic novels...

"Just carve a few punctuation marks, are you adding too much money?" Zhao Han was very unhappy.

Fei Yu, the shopkeeper of the bookstore, said with a smile, "Only a few carvings? There are dozens of carvings in one piece!"

Zhao Han pointed to the two manuscript papers on the table, and began to reason seriously: "Manager Fei, let's talk with our conscience. Is it easier to read only the sentence breaker, or is it easier to read with commas and colons?"

"It's all convenient." Fei Yu said.

"The same novel, two punctuation marks, which one would you like to buy?" Zhao Han asked.

Fei Yu said ambiguous: "It's fine."

Zhao Han laughed angrily: "Well, your bookstore is not the only one in Yanshan. I'll take it to another bookstore to print. After the book is printed, the movable characters of the sentence breaker will be kept, and other books can be printed."

Fei Yu stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't rush to go, you should talk about business slowly, how can you finish it in a few words?"

"For the newly added sentence breaker, I shouldn't have to pay for the carving of movable type," Zhao Han insisted.

Seeing that he couldn't get a bargain, Fei Yu smiled and said, "Okay, no extra money."

The publishing industry in the late Ming Dynasty was extremely prosperous. In addition to the advancement of printing technology, there was also the complete formation of "Song style characters".

Song type characters, in fact, should be called printing type, especially suitable for movable type printing.

There is even a color overprinting technology in Nanjing. Several colors can be printed on the same page, and illustrations can also be attached, which can be overprinted at one time.

Printed materials in the late Ming Dynasty, especially popular reading materials, basically had punctuation marks.

Just a black dot, both a comma and a period.

Zhao Han didn't ask for much punctuation, just commas, periods, colons, and quotation marks. He tried to make it easier for the bottom public to read books.

Another half month passed, and the first issue of "Ehu Xunkan" was finally published.

President: Zhao Han.

Vice President: Pang Chunlai.

Main writers: Zhao Han, Pang Chunlai.

Edited by: Pang Chunlai, Xu Ying, Fei Yuanjian.

The first section: Zhao Zi said.

The second section: Liaodong theory.

The third section: Selected publications of ancient texts.

The fourth section: Poetry appreciation.

The fifth section: Opera script.

The sixth section: novel serialization.

Section Seven: Tessie Mathematics. (The first few issues are not printed, the start-up funds are not enough, and the mathematical symbols need to be added)

……

Chongzhen five years, the first day of October.

Dingsheng Building.

Fei Yuanlu brought a scholar, selected a private room on the second floor, and said with a smile: "Long Ru, you are new here, and I will show you the new dishes from Yanshan."

"Let the mountain chief cost money." Zheng Zhongkui cupped his hands.

Zheng Zhongkui, courtesy name Longru, was a native of Shangrao.Orphaned since childhood, he was raised by his elder brother.

Although this gentleman could not even pass the exam, he was praised as "a unique talent, erudite and knowledgeable", and has published books such as "Qing Yan", "Er Xin", "Ou Ji", "Juan District" and so on.

"Qing Yan", also known as "Lanwanju Qing Yan", can be regarded as the Ming Dynasty version of "Shi Shuo Xin Yu".

The rest of the books are mostly essay novels, covering politics, economy, ethnicity, diplomacy, literature, art, and customs.Historically, "Ou Ji" and "Juan District" were also listed as banned books by Qianlong.

In the past few years, Fei Yuanlu has been rectifying the academy, which has greatly changed the style of study in Hanzhu Mountain.

He also invited famous teachers to teach. Zheng Zhongkui was the third one, and he finally invited him after writing more than ten letters.

Drinks and dishes are served.

Fei Yuanlu introduced: "This is red oil chicken, which is spicy and refreshing. This is Dongpo elbow, which is fat but not greasy. They are all new products of Dingsheng Lou, and Long Ruqie has a taste."

Zheng Zhongkui took a piece of elbow meat, put it in his mouth and chewed the fine product, and was immediately amazed: "This is a rare treasure in the world!"

Fei Yuanlu pushed open the window by the aisle, and said with a smile, "The Dingsheng Building has changed the troupe.

"The chief of the mountain is so hospitable, I'm really ashamed to be born late." Zheng Zhongkui said quickly.

Fei Yuanlu said: "Long Rucai's name has spread far and wide. Who does not know about the Guangxin House? The academic affairs of the academy, I hope you will pay more attention."

"You must do your best." Zheng Zhongkui replied.

Suddenly, Fei Chun's voice came from outside: "Be quiet, be quiet, before the troupe starts today, let me tell a legendary story."

"Don't hear about the book, let the troupe come on stage!"

"Who are you? You haven't even grown your hair yet, go home and get some milk!"

"Go away, go away!"

"..."

Fei Yuanlu immediately closed the window, and most of the noise dissipated immediately. He smiled and said, "Don't worry about him when you eat the food."

At this moment, Fei Chun was standing on the stage with a paper tube loudspeaker in his hand, so embarrassed that he couldn't speak at all.

Zhao Han could only go on stage by himself, grabbing the loudspeaker and saying, "Hello, hello, hello..."

The diners found that there were more people, and the noise became slightly smaller, and they were all curious about what Zhao Han wanted to do.

Zhao Han took the opportunity to shout, "Red oil chicken and Dongpo elbow, they are all dishes from ancestors. Tell me, are these two dishes delicious?"

"good to eat!"