Daqin: Qin Shihuang Visited The Stalls At the Start

"What? This can replace silk paper, and the cost is so low?"

"I didn't expect that one day, the civilians would be as bright as a wealthy home in the house."

"The right to operate the paper factory must be obtained!"

"This is all the wealth of our Wang family, let's bet on it!"

...

After Li Shaofu told about the use and cost of paper, all the merchants went crazy.

They realize.

The profit of this hemp paper and oil paper business is definitely not under that salt and iron.

In addition, there is support from the DPRK and the promotion of status.

This mark must be grabbed!

uphold this belief.

After Li Shaofu announced the start of the bidding, these businessmen began to explode!

"Three million dollars! I'll give three million dollars!"

"Four million! No one wants to rob me!"

"Four and a half million. This is all my wealth. As for what I will use later, I will go back and borrow it!"

"Six million, this Nanyang County Paper Factory's business qualifications belong to me, Zhao Li!"

...

The grand occasion of the bidding far exceeded Su Yu's predictions.

In his opinion, it is just a paper mill in one county, and no matter how high the bid is, it will only cost two or three million dollars.

But now it seems that he still underestimated the charm of this hemp paper and oil paper.

At present, look at the five counties currently set.

In the end, the amount of the winning bid was more than 6 million.

It was more than double what he expected.

Looking at the county governor again, he was surprised and happy.

Su Yu guessed that compared to Lao Zhao and the others, they never thought that the bidding of this paper mill would definitely be so successful, right?

Eleven counties in one morning.

A total of nearly 80 million bids.

Just eleven counties.

You know, since the reunification of the entire Great Qin Dynasty, more than 40 counties have been established successively.

According to this number.

After the whole bidding is over, Daqin's treasury will have at least three billion dollars in revenue.

Even if it is converted into gold, it has to weigh 15,000 catties!

At this time, Su Yu could already imagine how Lao Zhao Le couldn't close his mouth.

It looked like there was still some time before noon.

Su Yu simply came to his booth and sat cross-legged.

He touched the rag pocket that Tian Tian was carrying on his back.

Swish two invisible rays of light flashed through the rag bag.

An exquisite globe and an explosion-proof flashlight appeared in his hands.

With two things in front of him, Su Yu's Bachelor's opened again.

It's not that he's too casual.

But Daqin's current booth is basically like this.

The two sackcloth sacks were opened, and they sat on the ground and began to shout.

The fruit sellers just pick a pole and put it on the ground.

To be able to push a stall cart before him, it would have to be a big family to be able to afford that thing.

But don't say it.

Without the stall car, there are basically not many people who pay attention to Su Yu.

After all, Daqin people who are struggling on the line of survival are not so curious to pay attention to two irrelevant objects.

Half an hour passed, but no one came to ask.

Su Yu sighed helplessly, and was about to put away the globe and the flashlight, and go home.

However, at this moment, a bald old man in a patched khaki robe squatted down in front of Su Yu's stall.

"Young man, let me figure it out, you have a disaster coming your way recently."

Su Yu, who was about to smile, suddenly rolled his eyes.

No, at this time in Daqin, are there any liars in all corners of the world?

Aren't you afraid of getting caught and the car cracked?

"Old man, as for my life, you don't have to worry about it, I'm just a stall holder..."

"Your stall is not ordinary."

The bald old man narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yo? Are you excited?

Su Yu smiled. Could it be that this old man is still a good guy?

It happened that I had nothing to do, and chatted with him.

It's not a big problem.

"What's the matter, old man, you fortune teller are also interested in what I have on the stall?"

The old man waved his hand: "The old man is not a fortune teller, fate is determined by the sky, I just know a little about Feng Shui and the method of deduction."

"As for these two objects on your stall, the old man is curious."

"Young man?"

The old man looked up and found that Su Yu was staring at him.

At this time, Su Yu was shocked.

Feng Shui Philosophy! ?

When I was in Daqin, the only one who could say the word Feng Shui was...

"Old man, what's your name?"

The old man smiled indifferently.

"Address... I don't have a name, old man. If you like it, young man, you can call me Lord Huangshi."

ps: Dear readers, do you know Huangshigong?