After the nobles had all arrived in Chaoge, the flood of newspapers bore witness to the city's bustle.
Buying paper and printing-a complete, one-stop service.
All for one reason: to drum up publicity for their ancestors.
They devoted several full pages to their ancestors' achievements, ensuring everyone knew how great those ancestors had been.
Not enough money? No problem. Unable to match someone else's wealth? That was no problem either.
With enough fanfare, everyone would know their ancestors' achievements. Would King Zhou really have the nerve to place their statues too far down the rankings?
Quite a few nobles with shallow pockets even began handing out newspapers for free. Compared with making a hefty donation outright, building a reputation clearly cost less.
The people of Chaoge enthusiastically joined the commotion. "Buy three newspapers, get a bundle of Heartless Vegetables free" became "buy a bundle of Heartless Vegetables, get three newspapers free." After all, they could collect one copper coin from the proprietor for every newspaper they handed out. Why turn down free money?
Chaoge was a little chilly at four in the morning, but its people were already getting out of bed and heading into the streets, yawning, rubbing their eyes, rubbing their hands, and stamping their feet to warm themselves up.
They were all waiting for the new newspapers to go on sale. Nothing stirred people's enthusiasm quite like getting something for free.
Carts and shoulder poles appeared all over the streets, laden with food. The piping-hot steamed buns made mouths water.
When King Zhou had ordered wheat and rice planted, only the people under Great Shang's rule had been forced to obey. The territories of the other feudal lords would never have joined such nonsense and planted those inexplicable crops. Naturally, they could not enjoy the delicious taste