Fang Xiyue shook her head and said nothing more, continuing to look at the account book in her hand.

Seeing that Fang Xiyue was ignoring him, Xiao Zihan went over and stood on tiptoe to look curiously at what Fang Xiyue was holding.

To his astonishment, he discovered that this was the account book for the first volume of "Journey to the West." His eyes widened instantly, and his cheeks flushed red. Could it be that she was the author of "Journey to the West"?

Was his behavior just now too eager and unreserved? "Waaah, his impression of me must be ruined now."

"Are you from China?" Xiao Zihan asked cautiously.

"No, we just know each other. Huaxia doesn't want anyone to know her identity, so I won't tell anyone. If you still want to see her writings, don't bother her."

Fang Xiyue closed the ledger and returned it to the shopkeeper, who then handed her the prepared silver.

These books were originally stored here for sale, each costing five taels of silver, with the bookstore receiving two hundred cash as a reward for each book sold.

She was worried that she wouldn't be able to sell them, so she only ordered two thousand copies. She sold them for ten thousand taels of silver, and the bookstore made a profit of four hundred taels of silver. That was a net profit!

Fang Xiyue counted the silver notes, which totaled exactly nine thousand six hundred taels, and then prepared to leave, as she still wanted to visit other bookstores.

She hadn't gone far when she noticed a little tail following her. She turned around and caught Xiao Zihan and Xiao Yuan red-handed. "What are you doing following me?"

"Since I can't see China, but you know people in China, how about I marry you? That way I can see the stories firsthand."

After speaking, Xiao Zihan realized she had been too bold and immediately lowered her head.

Xiao Yuan used to look down on Fang Xiyue for being poor, but now that she sees how much money Fang Xiyue has, she no longer stops Xiao Zihan from contacting her.

"I'm sorry, I will only marry a man who truly loves me. I don't want someone with ulterior motives."

You can go back and think it through: do you like me as a person, or do you like my relationship with Huaxia? Besides, I already have three very cute husbands.”

Fang Xiyue left after speaking. She had a good impression of Xiao Zihan, but she wouldn't marry just anyone. She always felt that something was missing between them.

She naturally got together with all three husbands, but Xiao Zihan probably harbored resentment because of Xiao Yuan's initial disdain.

Xiao Zihan stood there without saying a word, then pulled Xiao Yuan back to the mansion. He really should have realized that he had just lost his mind, and if his father found out, he would definitely be scolded again.

Fang Xiyue didn't stay in town for long before returning to the prefectural city; she had business to attend to at the academy the next day.

Because of movable type printing and the excellent sales of storybooks, Yuanbao suggested distributing newspapers to maximize the use of the printing plant!

Newspapers could print daily interesting stories, imperial decrees, first aid methods, ministers' achievements, and other columns, and also collect poems and essays written by students.

Everything else is easy to explain; the system already knows. It's just that Fang Xiyue needs to go to various academies to promote the poems and essays submitted by students.

In fact, Yuanbao also had a lot of poems, but because her printing factory also took on art jobs, she took away the students' job of copying books. She could only find other ways to give those students a chance to earn money, otherwise those poor students would not be able to study.

A newspaper sold for two coins a copy. Students would receive payment for their poems and articles that were published: five hundred coins for each poem and one tael for each article.

She returned to the city just in time for dinner. Su Zheyu and Ye Ziming were sitting in the covered walkway waiting for her to come back. When they saw her, they obediently ran over to hug her.

The reason Song Yifan was not there was because the Prime Minister came to take her back to the manor ten days ago. Song Yifan tearfully made her promise that she would never forget to propose marriage before she went back with the Prime Minister.

Prime Minister Song already knew about their affair and also knew that Fang Xiyue was a capable person, so he did not object.

Song Yifan's birthday is in three days, and Fang Xiyue can go to his home to propose marriage.

After sleeping soundly with the fragrant and soft Ye Zimo in her arms that night, Fang Xiyue went to the academy the next day full of energy.

She had already asked Prefect Su to speak to the dean here yesterday, so she was welcomed in directly.

Fang Xiyue held a sample newspaper in her hand, which contained two poems and the essay written by this year's top scholar in the imperial examination.

Fang Xiyue wanted to use this first newspaper to show the students how impressive and glorious it was to be featured in a newspaper.

The dean and the students had gathered in the square, and Fang Xiyue began to speak through a megaphone.

"Dear students, I am Fang Xiyue, the founder of the Chiyan Morning News. The Chiyan Morning News will publish the Emperor's quotes and the achievements of the ministers."

Scientific planting and breeding, folk tales, lighthearted reading, poems and essays from the top ten in the imperial examination, and poems and essays from you who will become pillars of society in the future.

I'm here today to collect submissions. If any of your poems or articles are selected, our Chiyan Morning Post will provide corresponding compensation: 500 coins for poems and 1 tael for articles. We will never renege on our promise!

Of course, if you can write short stories, you can also submit them to us. We will pay for them according to the quality of their writing. Only those who are truly talented can be published in Chiyan Morning Post.

What I'm holding in my hand now is the morning paper that will be sold tomorrow. The poem on it, "Chrysanthemum," was written by a very talented student. Feel free to pass it around and take a look if you're interested.

Submission boxes are set up at the main gate of each academy. We encourage everyone to submit their work. Someone will collect them daily, so please remember to write your name on them so we can find you.

After Fang Xiyue finished speaking, she left for the next academy. Although no one had expressed their willingness to submit a manuscript, Fang Xiyue had seen many determined looks.

A submission box with a lock has been installed at the entrance of the academy, so no one can open it and there is no need to worry about it being stolen.

That evening, the servant who went out to collect submissions brought back a total of thirty submissions, most of which were poems. Poems are probably easier to write, so even if you don't earn any money from them, you won't lose out.

After some deliberation, everyone selected five students' poems to be printed in the newspaper the day after tomorrow, and the payment for the poems will be delivered to the students tomorrow morning.

However, one submission particularly caught Fang Xiyue's attention. It was signed Gong Yunxue, and instead of poetry, she wrote a story based on folk tales. Perhaps because she had read "Journey to the West," she wrote a story about immortals.

It tells the story of two immortals who fall in love, but the immortal realm does not allow it. They go through many trials and tribulations before finally becoming a couple. The story is short, but the writing is excellent, and Fang Xiyue decided to publish it.

After putting away all the selected manuscripts, Fang Xiyue went back to sleep.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, many little newspaper vendors appeared on the streets and alleys. They were originally little beggars, but Fang Xiyue gathered them together to set up a charity hall, provided them with a place to live, and offered them this job.