Chapter 138: Feng Jie's Family's Incredible Wealth
"Hey, brother, brother, you and I have been neighbors for many years. You can't keep the goods hidden!"

"Ok?"

"What? Worried about the price? Don't worry, fifty Qinbanliang, I'll give you the money and the goods, no ambiguity!"

"No! What on earth do you want to buy? You're making me terrified!"

"You haven't been in Xianyang City for a while! I'm talking about paper, of course! Divine objects! I heard that Lord Feng bought a lot! Brother, you happen to be the gatekeeper of the Feng family, you won't ignore me, right?"

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In the recent Xianyang city, for some unknown reason, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

The name of this wind is paper!

The Feng Mansion, which had been gradually declining due to Feng Quji's disgraceful resignation, suddenly soared into the sky with this strong wind.

The scenery was even better than before!

With profit at the top of the mind and paper being deified, countless people are trying every possible means to hook up with a servant from the Feng residence.

Then there was no other intention, just to take the opportunity to buy a few pieces of paper from Censor Feng!
After all, everyone now knows that the paper in Prince Fusu's hand is prepared for the Qin Dynasty.

Not to mention ordinary people, even extraordinary people would find it difficult to get paper from Da Qin.

After all, they were just seeking wealth, not rebelling.

If he really used some illegal means to get some paper from the Qin court.

Aren't you really worried that the Jinyiwei and the Black Dragon Guards, whose reputations are becoming more and more frightening, will come directly to your door?
On the other hand, Lord Feng Jie of the Feng Mansion is a truly kind-hearted person.

It is obvious that he is the only one who has the goods now, and he can obviously make a lot of money.

Lord Feng is a kind-hearted man who cannot bear to see others being out of reach.

Therefore, the words really came out.

"Feng Mansion Paper, Available for Sale!"

Once these words were spoken, especially after a few people actually bought goods by taking advantage of their relationship with the Feng family, the entire Xianyang city went crazy.

Especially those who have a little money and connections, they are simply extremely hungry.

If what they value is money, then what all the literati and scholars value is the magic of paper itself.

Who can resist the thought of leaving one's own calligraphy on such a divine object to be passed down?
For a while, paper became expensive in Xianyang!

"It has to be Lord Feng! Tsk tsk, just a few rumors have increased the price of this paper by five times, amazing!"

"Hahahaha, Lord Feng, this time you can be said to be planning and winning a battle thousands of miles away!"

"It's a big win! This is really a big win! I don't know if those two young masters are regretting it now!"

"What can I do if I regret it? I've already bought it and the money and goods are gone. Can I take it back?"

"I'm afraid he's hiding in his house right now, gnashing his teeth in hatred! Hahaha!"

The Feng Mansion is filled with distinguished guests today.

The adults who were standing outside and acting like aristocrats, were now talking and laughing loudly, and shouting to flatter Feng Jie.

That’s right, the “Lord Feng” they are talking about is no longer the former Left Prime Minister Feng Quji.

But it was Feng Jie, whom they previously called "Little Lord Feng"!

It took only a few days for him to go from Little Lord Feng to Lord Feng, and it was only based on a few absurd rumors spread by Feng Jie.

But it is precisely these absurd stories that most people would never believe, that have made paper, which was originally just a writing tool, become so hyped up that it is outrageous.

Listening to the flattery of all those noble families whom he used to call uncles, Feng Jie now felt a little flattered.

Of course, he was still being modest and saying things like "Thank you, it's just a few tricks, not worth mentioning."

But in fact, the smile on his face could not be concealed at all.

In fact, if you look closely at this moment, you will find that the fan in Feng Jie's hand has been replaced with paper instead of silk. And on the fan are written the four characters "It's rare to be confused".

However, it clearly means "it's rare to be confused", but these four words are written in an arrogant and high-spirited manner, and the momentum seems to want to break through the paper.

Of course, what makes Feng Jie most proud is his current reputation as the Qilinzi of the Feng family.

Today, his reputation as the Qilinzi of the Feng family is probably not much different from that of the Jade Master who used to get drunk and recite poems in brothels and restaurants.

Feng Quji, who had been in desolate condition for a while after stepping down from the position of Left Prime Minister in disgrace, finally came out to meet people.

Looking at his own little unicorn, he couldn't stop smiling.

Humph, just retreat if you want. I was caught off guard and was ambushed by a young boy who had no moral principles.

I am certainly not capable of this, but my son is in his prime!

Humph, there will be plenty of opportunities to return it in the future!

However, even though they were flattering each other, they still had to discuss things when they gathered together.

What they want to figure out now is how to arrange the remaining papers.

You know, all the funds they have available are invested in this.

If they start to sabotage each other, it will be a complete mess.

Feng Jie opened his folding fan with a swish and glanced at the crowd who were gradually quieting down.

After secretly feeling proud of his prestige in everyone's hearts, he slowly spoke.

"Everyone, don't panic."

"Money, of course we have to make money!"

"But, just making money is not enough for us!"

"No matter how much money you have, if you don't have the corresponding power, it's like a child carrying gold through a busy street. Instead, he becomes a target for others!"

As soon as Feng Jie said this, all the noble families who had gathered together nodded in agreement.

After all, they have done this kind of thing many times in the past years.

Of course, they are not the children carrying gold through the busy streets.

They were the ones who killed the little boy and took away the "gold" from him.

They know all too well the twists and turns involved in this matter.

Therefore, when Feng Jie said this, everyone became excited.

"Master Feng is right, but I don't know what to do?"

Feng Jie had obviously planned for these questions in advance. He immediately flicked the folding fan in his hand and answered with certainty.

"Build momentum! Raise the price!"

"Keep building momentum, keep raising prices!"

"We not only want to make money, but also spread this reputation to everyone!"

"I have made special observations these past few days. Fusu clearly has so many papers in his hands, but he hasn't released any of them."

"This shows that this paper is indeed difficult to produce, and now only we have it!"

At this point, even someone as confident as Feng Jie couldn't help but get excited. He closed his fan and spoke ambitiously.

"We deserve this enormous wealth!"

"And when all the wealth of the Qin Dynasty is in our hands, then the power will naturally fall into our hands!"

"Even if they are not happy, what can they do?"

(End of this chapter)