Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

After listening to Song Paner's idea of ​​starting a newspaper.

Qian Jinfeng: ...

"Writing an article? Me?" She glared. "My dear, I appreciate your high opinion of me, but is there a possibility that you've made a mistake?"

Song Paner: ...

"Ms. Qian, I must tell you very seriously. You are an exceptional woman. You are diligent, studious, and very intelligent. I believe you can write a catchy essay." Song Pan'er said righteously. "Besides, you have already learned the Thousand Character Classic, so writing is no problem for you. Why can't you write an essay?"

Her requirements are not high. A short essay of two or three hundred words will be enough. She will naturally find other content to print for the rest.

For example, some scientific breeding tips, scientific farming, and some first aid measures such as "Heim's Immediate First Aid Method".

At that time, if you kill the enemy, in addition to the reward of silver per head, you can also make a glory board in the newspaper to motivate everyone.

After the extreme cold, the hero will rebel! She must unite the spirits of everyone around her.

Newspapers are a good medium.

Qian Jinfeng did not get carried away when she heard her daughter praising her so shamelessly. She was not Song Dahe, who would be so proud of herself just because of her daughter's praise.

"Are you really not trying to trick me into selling my labor to you?" she asked doubtfully.

Song Pan'er pretended to be angry and said, "Ms. Qian, I don't mean to ask you to work for me. This is my career. Don't you support me?"

Qian Jinfeng didn't fall for her trick. "Shouldn't you run your own business? Why did it fall on my head?"

Song Pan'er chuckled, put her arm around her waist, snuggled into her arms and started CPU.

"Oh, Mom, I'm still young, still a child. I need to maintain my innocence! You run the business first, and when I grow up, I'll take over. That way, you'll be the first generation of wealth, and I'll be the second generation. I'll also be able to surpass my father, and if that's the case, both of our generations will be proud."

Qian Jinfeng: ...

The little girl is really good at fooling people.

"But you said that newspaper can really make money?" She hugged Song Pan'er and asked while deliberately holding back her laughter.

Song Pan'er quickly blinked her big eyes, "Mom, look at my eyes, they are so sincere, how could I possibly lie to you?"

"Newspapers aren't just for the people in Songjiabao. There are so many people outside Songjiabao. If we sell a newspaper for two copper coins and split the profit in half, think about how many people there are in Jiangnan. If everyone buys one every three days, imagine how much we can earn."

Qian Jinfeng couldn't think of it, but the little girl was always smart, so it was right to listen to her.

"Okay, then I'll do it for you!"

Thinking of something, she raised her hand and pinched Song Pan'er's face. "Do you want to print all those storybooks of yours, such as "The Foolish Pretty Girl: The Countryside Man Falls in Love with Me", "The Master's Domineering Love: From Little Maid to Mistress", "The Rough Man's Love by Pinching His Waist" and so on, in the newspaper? I see you are so fascinated by them all day long."

Song Pan'er wanted to raise her hand to cover her mother's mouth.

Those were all hypnotic novels that she read while hiding in bed. Why did she have to say the titles out loud like that?!

Even when her cousin asked her what she was secretly reading before going to bed every day, she couldn't even open her mouth to say the names of those novels.

How shameful!

Ms. Qian is such a warrior!

"Mom, go back and think about how to write the article. We can talk about the storybook later." Song Pan'er pushed Qian Jinfeng up.

Qian Jinfeng smiled slightly and pulled out a copy of "Forced Love: The General's Little Runaway Wife" from under her pillow. "Then I'll take this copy and refer to it when I get back."

Song Paner: ???

Can you repeat that? What are you referencing? What are you referencing?