The happiness of rich people is so simple.

The gorgeous neon lights flashed..., Ugh, the revolving lights flashed, jars of precious "savory wine" less than ten degrees were transported, as well as the top enjoyment of the Han Empire, and various "upper society" foods such as iron pot stir-frying are endless. Looking at this "luxury" look, Wang Hou, who was sitting in the main seat, shook his head "enviously".

I miss League of Legends so much, I miss the Elder Scrolls so much, the third brother of Max Cinema with a 40% membership card. The pirates are over, and the cute face of the woman should be out to twenty! Even if I sing K with a few incomplete tones, it is better than listening to these guys who have no tunes at all, Isn’t it?

However, the only benefit of this era is that it responds to one's cry and a few moments of regret. Wang Hou suddenly knocked heavily on the table.

"Everyone! I, Wang Hou, re-appointed as the prefect of Dongjun, also need the strong support of all the elders of Dongjun and the elders of the gentry!"

"Forehead……"

In an instant, the entire Zhongmu County lobby became quiet, but in just a moment, the old guy Liu Fei was the first to shout: "I'm guilty! The Lord of the Fu is so big, why don't you prepare a gift? You need the Lord of the Fu is reminded! I brought three hundred cloths and I'll send them to the Lord of the Fu is a while!"

"Take ten boxes of copper underneath!"

"There is a hu of pearls in the East Sea below! Dedicated to the envoy!"

“Below…”

Not to mention, the big businessmen below were quite supportive, but Cao Hongjie's eyes became weird when he heard this, and Wang Hou himself also had blue veins on his forehead.

Is I just like a corrupt official?

"Everyone! The support Wang said was not to ask you for finances! But please support Dongjun. Although Yuan Thief was defeated by the court, he was defeated by the Prime Minister's Justice! However, Dongjun was also broken into ruins. There were almost no woodcutters in the north and south of the Yellow River. There were more than 70,000 prisoners of war in Zhongmu County. Wang wanted to ask you to help me!"

"Forehead……"

This time, the entire banquet hall couldn't help but be quiet.

In fact, the land in Dongjun is still particularly valuable. After all, this is the alluvial plain of the Yellow River. The vast and fertile plain is endless, but like gold and antiques in troubled times, the most valuable thing in this era is not even land, but security!

Dongjun was originally a place for four battles. He had fought nine out of ten families in the tug-of-war between Cao Cao and Lu Bu. This war was almost annihilated. Although Yuan Shao's entire army is wiped out, the four prefectures in Hebei are one of the few prosperous places in the Han Empire today. In another half a year, he will be able to raise an army of more than 100,000 people. Who knows? At that time, his family will invest a lot of money to raise those prisoners, and then be swept by the war. Why bother?

This place is different from Puyang. Puyang is just a batch of goods. If you lose this batch of goods after the war, you can't escape the land after the war!

"Our Pudong Liu family is willing to subscribe to 50,000 mu of land in Xingye County and support 5,000 prisoners from Hebei in Zhongmu!"

Liu Fei spoke first again. Others were traveling around the world, but he was a native of Dongjun. Not to mention that reviving this land would be beneficial to his family's reputation, he had to do something under Wang Hou's nose, otherwise, Lord Wang thought, if you become a prefect, do you really treat yourself as a prefect? ​​Then he will be in trouble.

"My Guangling Chen family..."

He is really a good guy. The second person who supports him was Chen Deng's tribe member Chen Hao. However, before he could speak, Wang Hou waved his hand.

"It's not selling land to you! I'm just raising funds from you!"

Isn’t this a gift?

A group of gentry were amused and laughed, but Wang Hou stood up solemnly and snapped his fingers at Zang Hong very casually. The latter immediately left the door. After a while, he directed the two people and moved a wooden frame display board like the later generations and hurried in again.

Of course, Wang Hou had no advertising paper at this time, so he could only use yellow Cai Hou paper to replace a large cardboard. The map of Dongjun 11 counties sandwiched between the Yellow River and Jishui was difficult to describe on it with a fine brush, and each county was still listing rows of data in small characters.

This attitude was not as simple as asking for a bribe. Seeing two butter candles as thick as arms placed on the edge of the frame, a group of gentry couldn't help but leave the wine glass and pay it over.

It looks very like a lizard gull in later generations. He pointed a short stick on the picture, and Wang Hou started to explain it with full energy.

"Dong County originally had a population of 700,000 and more than 12 million mu of arable land, but currently only less than 5,000 people in Dingkou. The Xingye counties are almost completely deserted!"

"This is my idea! With eight million mu of land in the five counties of Xingye County on the Yellow River, as the shares of the Han government, it accounts for 50% of the shares! Each of the 80,000 prisoners in Zhongmu County allocated 20 mu of Yongye Field and 80 mu of employee fields, extensive farming, farm tools, and oxen. This autumn is rushing to plant autumn wheat, and the food for employees in early summer next year, these costs are about two million guan! I have prepared 300,000 guan of grain, cattle, farm tools and other materials, and the remaining 1.7 million guan will be raised from you!"

A large string of numbers made Liu Fei, Chen Hao and others dizzy, but everyone's curiosity was raised and they listened to Wang Hou's explanation intently.

"Although it is extensive farming, the most fertile land on the Yellow River bank, if one acre of seeds can produce at least one and a half stones of harvest! With the Yongye Field, 6.4 million mu is 9.6 million stones, and the one handed over to the court is 4.8 million stones. According to the current price of grain, 600 coins per stone of wheat, and a series of consumption such as milling and transportation can produce at least one million coins. According to the shares, I will get 15% of it, which is 150,000 coins!"

"After operating this way, as long as Dongjun and Yuan Shao can maintain peace for more than three years, I will make a profit! Even if the year is good, you can make a profit and make a profit! Even if the battle is only one year, the battle will start again, but you will lose the first quarter's profits. However, if you do business again, you will only make money and not lose money. Doing business requires risks! Everyone, what do you think of this business?"

"Mr...., this..., do we manage the land, and will Dongjun send county magistrates and officials?"

Don’t say that Liu Fei asked the question in one sentence. In fact, the biggest loss these days comes from corruption! If there are a bunch of people who are three feet tall on the day of peeling, the profitable business will be a loss in the end! Yuan Shao occupied Puyang for half a year, and these business people were afraid of being beaten.
Chapter completed!