Qin Yu didn't care whether anyone expressed gratitude or whether he had merit or not.

All he cares about is whether these papers can attract the people he wants.

Qin Yu welcomed back Lou Gui, who had a tired face.

The two of them came to Qin Yu's small courtyard.

Now Qin Yu's small courtyard has undergone another renovation.

It is no longer the shabby little courtyard it once was.

It seems that he is quite worthy of Qin Yu's current status.

After just a short rest, Lou Gui couldn't wait to take out the papers from the wooden box.

"Sir, please see, this is the newly made rattan paper, and this one is rice paper."

Lou Gui placed two different pieces of paper in front of Qin Yu.

Qin Yu actually couldn't tell which of the two types of paper was better.

In his opinion, paper is so ordinary that there is nothing to say about it.

Moreover, he has long been accustomed to using computers and mobile phones, and he hasn't touched paper properly in how many years.

The only impression that can still be left in my mind is the textbooks and exercise books I used when I was in school.

But compared to the papers of this era that Qin Yu had seen.

There is no doubt that the two kinds of paper that Lou Gui took out at this moment will definitely be beaten.

No matter in terms of smoothness or toughness, these two kinds of paper are infinitely stronger than the paper of this era.

Qin Yu asked: "Uncle Zi, in your opinion, if this kind of paper is used, it might be possible for those celebrities to come to my Xiaofang Village to see me?"

Lou Gui said: "What's so difficult about this? If the scholars in the world know that there is such a piece of paper here, they will definitely drop everything and go to your place to ask for a piece of rice paper."

"This rice paper is really amazing. It's the only one I've seen in my life."

"The texture itself is soft and tough, as smooth as jade. After writing, you can see the clear rhyme of the ink, the distinct layers, and the strong character, thick but not muddy, light but not gray. The words and paintings are vivid on the paper.

superior."

Qin Yu smiled and said, "That's great."

"I'll leave it to you to contact the famous people in the world. You just need to remember one thing."

Lou Gui asked: "Please sir, please give me some advice."

Qin Yu curled his lips and said, "Don't be stingy."

"Take this rice paper and rattan paper as gifts, and give more to those famous people."

"You have to first cultivate their habit of using this paper. Once they develop the habit, they will only come to us to buy paper in the future."

"And what I want is not money."

"You just need to remember this, go find those celebrities who are famous all over the world, borrow their fame, and spread our rice paper and rattan paper well!"

Lou Gui only pondered for a moment and then understood immediately.

He immediately took the order and left.

I went back to my house in Xiaofang Village, spread out the rattan paper, and started writing furiously.

On that previous occasion, he had sent letters to many friends and celebrities around the world.

But in the end, only Cao Cao came to Xiaofang Village in person.

I think the remaining people just regarded what I said as nonsense.

And this time, he must let those people see what the surprise is!

…

After Qin Yu left this matter to Lou Gui, he stopped paying attention to it.

He could question everything else, but he would not question Lou Gui's social skills.

In Qin Yu's opinion, Lou Gui's social skills are outrageous.

Especially when one day later, Feng Ji told Qin Yu about the outrageous operation Lou Gui had done before.

Qin Yu wouldn't have any doubts even now.

A person who has already established friendships with people like Xunshi of Yingchuan, Cao Cao, and Xi Zhicai even before he became famous.

I'm afraid he really is a sociopath.

As Lou Gui continued to send out letters every day.

It didn't take long for the whole man to feel as if someone had forcibly turned on the broadcast notification.

"Dear leaders, now start the simultaneous broadcast in Dahan District."

"Our Xiaofang Village can now produce this very awesome paper."

"Whether you use it to write documents or copy classics, the paper from our Xiaofang Village is definitely your unique first choice."

"Come on, come quickly. If you miss this opportunity, you won't have this store."

“Big quantity will give you the best price, buy more and get more!”

From that day on, the entire scholar class in the Han District became lively.

Xunshi of Yingchuan.

Xun Yu opened the letter sent by Lou Gui.

Before he could read the contents of the letter, Xun Yu was already slightly stunned by the touch of the paper in his hand.

"When did Lou Zibo become so wealthy?"

"Can you use such smooth paper to write letters to me?"

Xun Yu shook his head, not taking this matter to heart at first.

But after he unfolded the letter and read everything on it.

Looking at the thin and tough paper in his hand, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The September sunshine fell through the bamboo curtains on the letter paper in Xun Yu's hand.

The uncertain shadows are like Xun Yu's current ups and downs in his heart.

Zhang Zhao put down the "Zuo Shi Chun Qiu" in his hand and looked at the letter lying beside the desk.

The letter was sent from Nanyang.

It was Uncle Lou Gui, Lou Zibo of the Lou family in Nanyang who was fearless.

Zhang Zhao once had a relationship with Lou Gui.

That was the acquaintance of Lou Gui when he was hiding various knights and helping those party members who were hunted down by the eunuchs.

He felt that Lou Gui was really interesting.

However, Zhang Zhao asked himself that he was not familiar with Lou Gui, and he did not understand why Lou Gui suddenly sent him this letter.

He shook his head.

His eyes moved away from the letter.

For now, forget about the letter.

Then he put down the letter in his hand and carefully spread the yellow paper on the table with both hands.

This light yellow paper was made by Zuo Bo of Donglai.

It can really be regarded as a rare masterpiece.

At this time, Zhang Zhao flattened the paper very carefully.

He didn't want to waste the hard-earned Zuo Bo paper at this time.

Wait until you adjust your breathing and completely calm down your spirit.

Zhang Zhaocai picked up his pen.

Soaked in thick ink.

The pen falls.

On that piece of paper, Zuo Bo began to write furiously.

Zhang Zhao is good at official calligraphy.

Writing is like divine help.

After finishing writing, Zhang Zhao put down his pen with satisfaction.

He looked at the ink gradually drying on the paper.

Seeing some faint signs of smudging appearing, I couldn't help but sigh.
To be continued...