When the slaves heard the word 'brother', they felt very conflicted. Commander Wu Weijun, the king of Mount Lu Wang, was like a mudslide in a sea of people. They couldn't bear to look at him.
In fact, everyone had already realized that he was a money-grubber.
But when they saw that Wen Zaifou had given Wu Weijun Nan Geng City, they couldn't help but smile. After all, the Blackfeather Army had always passed through Nan Geng City whenever they attacked Nanzhou. Therefore, if the Blackfeather Army ever came back, Wu Weijun would be the first to bear the brunt of their attacks.
Of course, some people thought that Emperor Of Heaven Wen Zaifou's decision to give Wu Weijun Nan Geng City was a brilliant move. After all, it was entirely possible that the Blackfeather Army would never come back ….
Of course, Lü Shu didn't think that way. If the Blackfeather Army didn't come back, he could invite them! After all, he could still do business with them!
If the Blackfeather Army ever came back, Wu Weijun would be the first to go back to Mount Lu Wang. It didn't matter how much chaos the outside world was going to cause, he would come out and clean up the mess.
"My master congratulates you on obtaining Nan Geng City," someone said. "He hopes that we'll be friends in the future …."
Someone suddenly thought that a million godnotes was enough to make Commander Wu Weijun his brother. Then … a bold idea popped into his head!
One of the slaves said, "Commander, what if my master is willing to pay five million godnotes?"
Lü Shu thought for two seconds. "Then he can recognize me as his adoptive father!"
The slave was stunned. Wait a minute, there's something wrong with this logic. How is he going to recognize you as his adoptive father?
We're paying him money, and he's going to recognize you as his father?!
[Negative emotion points from Li Cong + 666!]
[Negative emotion points from ….]
"What do you think?" Lü Shu chuckled. "Interested?"
The slave hesitated for a long time. "We're out of money. We've been having some cash flow problems lately."
Lü Shu was a little disappointed. "Oh, then you can come to me when you have the money."
The big slaves hurriedly said their goodbyes one by one. They couldn't stay in this place any longer. If they stayed too long, their hearts wouldn't be good …
After sending off the slaves, Lü Shu looked at Liu Yizhao and said, "We've returned to your territory."
However, Liu Yizhao's reply caused Lü Shu to have mixed feelings. "All lands under the heavens belong to the King. This is your territory, my King."
Lü Shu was thinking about what this guy would do when he found out the truth one day. Would he fly into a rage out of humiliation and chop him up? But the problem was that his explanation was useless …
He brought Wu Weijun with him and set off for Nan Geng City that very night to accept all the powers of a Castellan. Lü Shu was a little excited when he thought that he was going to become a Castellan. Did this mean that he finally had his own territory? Lu Wangshan could only be considered half a Castellan.
When he first came to Lü Zhou, Lü Shu had only wanted to become one of Wu Weijun's soldiers and buy a spot in the Jianlu Trials. How did he end up becoming a Castellan?
What a joke …
On the way to Nan Geng City, Zhang Weiyu asked curiously, "What are you going to do when you get there?"
"Make soap, of course," Lü Shu said matter-of-factly.
Zhang Weiyu didn't understand. How much money could he make from making soap?
He might be making tens of millions of godnotes now, but hadn't he spent all of his income on Wu Weijun's armor? Besides, who said that selling soap made less money than being a banker?
Honestly, being a banker was only limited to the capital. Lü Zhou didn't have a very advanced internet, so not everyone would bet on it. Lü Shu had long since discovered that most of the commoners in Lü Zhou wouldn't gamble in casinos. Only those with a bit of spare cash would.
But soap was different. It was something that the commoners used.
Did daily chemical products have no future? They had a bright future …
Just last year, the largest daily chemical company in the world made more than five hundred billion. And that was without a monopoly. If there had been a monopoly, it might have made trillions in revenue …
Of course, Lü Shu didn't want to make it that big, and he couldn't make it that big. As long as he could bring more spirit stones, magic artifacts, cultivation techniques, and other local products back home, he would be happy.
Besides, he was slowly building a relationship with Wu Weijun's soldiers. It was a good thing that he could leave a way out for them after he left. After all, who would complain about having too much money?
The commoners of Nan Geng City were worried that the new Castellan would exploit them. After all, when Liu Yizhao was still around, he hadn't done anything like that. But everyone knew how the other Castellans did it.
Let's not talk about the distant ones. What had Wu Weijun done in Yun 'an City after all these years? And this time, wasn't it Wu Weijun who was stationed in Nan Geng City …?
Originally, the army was stationed outside the city, but that was because there were too many people. But now, Wu Weijun only had a little more than five thousand men, so Lü Shu let them live in the city.
So the commoners of Nan Geng City found that the first thing Wu Weijun did when he arrived was to buy a piece of land and build a dozen three-story buildings, forcibly marking out a military camp.
This was the first time that there was an army stationed in Nan Geng City, and the commoners were on tenterhooks. In the end, after a month, there was no sign of Wu Weijun disturbing the commoners. Some people said that the former Castellan of Nan Geng City was also in Wu Weijun's camp, and some people even saw many faces of the former Qing Fortress Army.
Gradually, people began to realize that Wu Weijun wasn't as bad as they had imagined.
Then, Wu Weijun's factory opened, and the Castellan started to subsidize the planting of peanuts, purchase of alkali mines, recruit workers, and then manufacture soap …
This series of dazzling operations confused the commoners of Nan Geng City. What was he trying to do?
Then, they saw many caravans coming to Nan Geng City, carrying boxes of exquisitely crafted soap.
These caravans were the connections that Lü Shu had built before. To put it bluntly, they were the families behind Gambling House Song and Gambling House Lin.
Everyone was willing to do Wu Weijun a favor, and the soap was indeed very popular. Just when Wu Weijun was not in the mood to manufacture soap due to the war, the soap in King City ran out of stock.
One by one, the rich ladies with their oily heads complained every day, "Why is something as good as soap gone?"
Lü Shu regretted that he didn't have the conditions to manufacture shampoo, or else it would be a huge business opportunity. In the past, people didn't think much of their oily hair, but after enjoying clean and tidy days, it was different.
However, when soap appeared in King City again, many people were shocked. This soap was invented by Wu Weijun? Weren't they very good at war? How did they know how to make soap?
What kind of f * cking army was this?
At this moment, the day of the Jianlu selection was finally about to begin! Lü Shu didn't bring any attendants with him, and only he and Lü Xiaoyu embarked on the journey north. No one in the outside world even knew that Commander Wu Weijun had already left Nan Geng City.
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