Boy, that’s too much!
The governor's words immediately stirred up a thousand waves and pierced through a hornet's nest.
The original price of the "Da Zhou Weekly" was fifty cents per copy, which was unaffordable for most people.
For them, it's purely a matter of eating melons, watching for fun, killing time, satisfying their curiosity, and seeing if there are any idiots who would buy this thing.
But now, Du Gong's words were like a maximum AOE, which instantly set off the hornet's nest.
Buy it if you want, poor people don’t come here?
What a big tone!
They want to see what this thing is and why it is worthy of being sold at such a high price!
Even a clay figure still has some temper. Who can stand being laughed at like this?
In particular, the shop owner in front of him didn't seem to have any background, and the servants were all unfamiliar, while there was a huge crowd of people on his side.
The difference is obvious, and I am full of confidence!
Everyone was ready to have a good talk with the store owner.
At this time, a scholar from a humble family pushed through the crowd, walked to the front, and said with a bow, "Shopkeeper, since you say that your newspaper is of great importance to your country, would you dare to let me see it?"
"Whether it's worth fifty cents or not, you'll have to see it first to know."
"Otherwise, you won't be able to sell newspapers with just your mouth."
The person who spoke was Ma Zhou, the leader of the group that besieged the Nine Surnames Family a few days ago. The people were very familiar with him.
With someone to speak up and a leader, the people suddenly became unscrupulous.
Shouted:
"That's right, how dare you ask for fifty cents? We don't understand. You can keep on deceiving us. Do you dare to show it to a scholar?"
"Don't look at it anymore, it must be a shady shop, smash it up!"
"Don't be impatient, let Ma Caizi take a look first!"
"What are you looking at? How dare you show off to others when you run a black market? You're just trying to trick fools!"
“…”
The governor ignored the noisy figures and just glanced at Ma Zhou. He said expressionlessly, "Who are you? What do your words mean?"
Ma Zhou straightened his clothes and said in a loud voice, "Student Ma Zhou!"
"He's also a bit famous in Jingzhou City."
As he spoke, he turned around and asked everyone, "Do you believe what the student said?"
Everyone answered: "Believe it, believe it!"
"Of course we believe what Mr. Ma says!"
"Oh—" Du Gong nodded and said seriously, "So you are Ma Zhou?"
"It's very famous, well-known like thunder."
"Well, I'll give you this favor."
The governor handed the newspaper in his hand to Ma Zhou.
Ma Zhou was not polite. He reached out to take the newspaper, slowly opened it, and read it silently.
A series of words and strange symbols suddenly caught his eye:
——On the Use of Punctuation Marks
Today, the literary world is divided into three parts, and all schools of thought are exhausted. This is truly a critical moment for survival!
However, my student Zhao Ritian is a commoner who tills the land in Jingzhou. I have received great grace from Your Majesty and I should be loyal and brave to serve my country and help the court solve its problems, so I have written this memorial.
…
Ma Zhou read the article in one go, finishing it in ten lines.
He silently folded the newspaper in his hand and returned it to the governor.
Then he turned around.
The crowd behind him couldn't wait any longer and asked in unison, "Mr. Ma, how is it? How about this thing?"
"Mr. Ma, is this thing worth it?"
"Mr. Ma, please say something! I'm so anxious!"
“…”
Ma Zhou didn't say anything, just shook his head silently.
This caused a huge uproar.
"It's a shady shop, it really is a shady shop!"
"Boss, doesn't your conscience hurt?"
"Boss, you are so cruel. Did you kidnap those kids?"
"Damn it, why don't you report it to the police right away!"
“…”
The people were filled with righteous indignation and vowed to bring the governor to justice.
However, Ma Zhou walked up to his companions with an expressionless face and asked:
"Brother Chen, how much money do you have on you?"
The student named Chen was stunned and said in confusion, "Eight coins."
Ma Zhou said, "Brother Chen, lend me this money first. I will return it to you in a few days."
The student named Chen asked, "What are you borrowing money for?"
Ma Zhou said seriously, "Don't worry about it. I have my own great use."
"Okay..." The student named Chen took out eight cents from his pocket and handed it to Ma Zhou.
After finishing the task, Ma Zhou changed his target and asked in the same tone, "Brother Wang, how much money do you have on you?"
“Three…”
"Lend it to me first."
"Uh... okay..."
After patronizing more than a dozen people, Ma Zhou finally collected fifty cents.
"Brother Ma, what are you doing?"
The scholars were all a little curious.
Ma Zhou collected enough money and said with a smile, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed."
Well……
I've already lent you money, and you're still keeping it a secret!
Be a human being!
The poor students were convinced and stared at Ma Zhou with their eyes wide open.
He once again relied on his nimble body to squeeze through the gap to the front and yelled at the supervisor, "Boss, give me a newspaper!"
The words fell.
The originally noisy and chaotic scene suddenly became quiet.
ha?
ha?
ha?
What the hell?
Everyone stared at Ma Zhou, extremely puzzled. Didn’t you say it was worthless?
We've been expressing our passion for most of the day, why are you running to buy a newspaper now?
Everyone's eyes were suddenly focused on Ma Zhou.
He handed the purse to the governor and said with a smile, "Boss, please count it. It's exactly fifty cents. Give me a newspaper!"
The governor took the purse with a smile and handed him the newspaper.
Ma Zhou excitedly took the newspaper, raised it above his head, and shouted, "The first copy of Da Zhou Weekly, I, Ma Zhou, got you!!!"
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