Looking at the cups on the table, Lu Bu suddenly came to inspiration, he remembered that there were no spirits in this era, they were all some particularly unpleasant sake, and this era was fighting, and there were soldiers in the war, and the soldiers were good wine, since this was the case, why not open a big factory, brew some spirits, and let them see what wine men drink, so why worry about no sales. Seeing everyone staring at him tightly, Lu Bu laughed, I have an idea, but it takes a little time to prepare. I'll tell you when it's done.

Then Lu Bu looked at the "work" he had just made, it seemed that this thing seemed to be silver with white flowers, he picked up the paper that had just been printed and said to the people below: "I want to use this to make money, I don't know what you think." ”

Using paper to make money, everyone was shocked at first, and then Jia Xu reacted instantly: "The lord is talking about selling books to make money." As soon as Jia Xu's words came out, everyone's eyes lit up, yes, this is a good way, the cost of this thing is just some trees, and once it is sold, I am afraid it will be double the profit, although it may suffer from some criticism from Confucianism, but compared with money, these things are somewhat insignificant.

"Wenhe's brain is spinning really fast." Lu Bu laughed slightly. "But Wen He is only partially right, in addition to selling books, I also want to sell newspapers." The brains of everyone in the "newspaper" were stunned, what was this, looking at the appearance of the Taoists, Lu Bu knew what they were thinking: "The newspaper I am talking about is a kind of reading material for all the public, and some important events are published in the newspaper, literature, and life knowledge. One edition is published every day or a few days. After Lu Bu's explanation, everyone naturally understood.

But everyone soon had a question, will someone buy this thing, after listening to everyone's questions, Lu Bu quickly answered: "You can give it away for a while in the early stage, and then start charging in the later stage, every newspaper is not too expensive, just a copper plate, everyone can consume it, although it is cheap, but once there are more people who buy it, there are many ants and they can bite the elephant to death, and after a long period of accumulation, this is probably not a small amount."

Hearing Lu Bu's explanation, everyone understood, and then Lu Bu handed over this matter to Chen Gong to do, with Xun Yu and Xun Yu in the past two days, his work was a lot easier, but as one of the evil capitalists, how could Lu Bu make his subordinates so easy.

The next day, there was a sensational scene on the streets of Bingzhou, the government issued a thing called a newspaper, everyone can get it for free, you must know that at that time, paper was still a scarce commodity, so everyone went to line up to get it, but the more shocking thing was still to come, Lord Lu Bu wanted to build a academy for all the children in Bingzhou, and did not charge money, and the most important thing was that he could eat a meal for nothing at noon, everyone couldn't believe it was true, and they ran to the government to ask, after getting a positive answer, One by one, they all ran home to take their children out and rush to school, even if it was for that meal.

On the third day, Lord Cai Yongcai, the head of the world, personally issued a letter to recruit talents, explaining the benevolence and righteousness of Lu Bu and the beauty of the state. Sprinkled thousands of words, it simply described Bingzhou as a paradise on earth, and Lu Bu is the hall master, don't you say, Cai Yong's appeal is really not covered, in just a few days, there are many unfamiliar faces everywhere in Bingzhou, and among them is a slightly bohemian man with a wine jug hanging from his waist. One next to him looked at the prosperity of Bingzhou and said: "Fengxiao, this Lu Bu really has some ability, and he will run the Bingzhou in such a short time." He looked around and admired, and the man named Fengxiao had a somewhat misty look in his eyes, as if he was drunk and sober, but he didn't answer him.