Several people sat down and quickly formulated a plan.

Li Shui said to Damai and Zhou Gui: "Because this is our first cooperation, all the rules are new, so I will give you a discount without charging interest. As long as you repay me no less than 20,000 yuan every month, it will be fine. Until it is repaid.

.how?"

Damai nodded.

Zhou Gui glanced at Damai and said cautiously: "Exalted Immortal... Now that Damai has agreed, can I withdraw?"

Li Shui glanced at him: "According to the rules of installment repayment, you can afford the payment. You don't want the Liu brothers to endorse you? Help you make money?"

Zhou Guiqian laughed and said, "No need for the time being."

Ten million dollars, earned back in three months? Three million dollars per month? How is this possible?

Zhou Gui glanced at Damai and felt that in three months, Damai would be like himself and lose everything.

As for barley, he didn't care and accepted it happily.

Firstly, he believed that the banished immortal would not trick him. Secondly, he had a fortune of 800,000 yuan, which was enough to keep him busy for a while. Thirdly, business had been very good recently, even if the Liu brothers could not earn much from their endorsements.

Money, 20,000 yuan a month, can be scraped together.

Li Shui looked at Da Mai with satisfaction, then nodded and ordered Niu Dao to sign a document with him.

After writing the paperwork, Li Shui and Damai left Zhou Gui's house.

Zhou Gui breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground, and laughed loudly.

Zhou Gui's wife walked out with her hands tied and asked fearfully: "Is the matter resolved?"

Zhou Gui nodded: "Da Mai was taken advantage of and took over this mess."

Mrs. Zhou Gui cried with joy, hugged Zhou Gui and said, "Oh my god, our family can be saved."

Zhou Guiwei closed his eyes: "Yes, there is hope, there is hope..."

The two men fell to the ground in excitement.

That night, Zhou Gui felt that the cold ground was warm, very warm...

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Damai returned to his home with a piece of paper.

Damai's wife, Damai's mother, Sanhua... in short, all of Damai's relatives are up.

Damai told what happened. After listening, everyone fell silent.

Sanhua sighed: "Barley, why did you come here? How smart was the shopkeeper that week? He was using you as a stepping stone to climb out of the pit."

Damai smiled slightly: "How could banishing the immortal harm me?"

Sanhua smiled bitterly and stopped talking.

She also received cattle and sheep from Lishui. Who among the poor people in Guanzhong has not received relief from Lishui? It is really impossible to say bad things about Lishui.

Lady Damai asked Damai: "Can we pay back twenty thousand dollars a month?"

Damai said: "Don't worry. On the way back, Niu Calf whispered to me that if the business is not good, he will mobilize all the servants in Shangjun Courtyard to buy our cakes. No matter what, he will not let us lose money."

The barley lady immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Damai's mother said: "What kind of life did we live in the past? We ate bran-thick vegetables and didn't even have good clothes. Now we have opened a shop in Xianyang City and have a fortune of hundreds of thousands. This is all about banishing immortals.

It’s given.”

"From now on, it's okay to pay 20,000 yuan a month. As long as you can still earn a little, enough to support the family, it's just making less money. This can be regarded as repaying the kindness of banishing the immortal."

Several people nodded.

That night, they didn't feel sleepy at all and kept talking until dawn.

After dawn, Niu Cal came to visit and said to Damai with a smile: "Brother Mai, you are now from our Shangjun Courtyard... What is that word called? By the way, it is called a partner. So you can be regarded as a distinguished guest of the banished immortal.

Come on. Let’s talk in detail about letting the Liu brothers speak for themselves.”

Damai said a little confused: "It's...it's really an endorsement."

The calf took his arm and said, "What are you talking about? Ten million dollars have been spent, at least you should hear some noise."

The calf pulled Barley to the street, and many pedestrians looked at Barley with strange eyes.

After dawn, it only took half an hour for everyone in Xianyang City to hear: Last night, Zhou Gui regretted the transfer of the Liu brothers to Damai.

Shopkeeper Zhou regretted it, which shows that this endorsement is not reliable. In fact, deep down in the hearts of Xianyang people, they also feel that this endorsement is not reliable. Four living people, three months, worth 10 million yuan? Are you kidding me?

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Therefore, when they looked at Barley, there was sympathy, ridicule, and schadenfreude in their eyes.

Damai, a poor man, became rich in just a few months. Everyone had already disliked him. Now he is going to be unlucky. That's great.

The calf stared around and said, "Get away."

Those who were watching dispersed one after another.

Damai followed the calf all the way into Shangjun's courtyard, and was then taken to a courtyard.

In the courtyard, four people from Xiang Yu were neatly dressed and gathered together to form a pose. They stood there motionless as if they had been immobilized.

Damai asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

Niu Du said: "This is the meaning of banishing the immortal. You are the first person to cooperate with our Shangjun Villa. Therefore, we will give you a big discount and give you a complete set of operations."

"Have you seen this room? This is the studio of our Shangjun Courtyard. Through the small holes, you can draw the faces of these four people. I have seen this kind of painting, and it looks very similar."

Before he finished speaking, the studio door opened, and an old man came out holding a piece of paper.

As the old man walked away, he muttered: "Painting relies on artistic conception. When I draw something, my mood is as ethereal as a fairy. How comfortable is it? But today I was asked to draw these. What's the use of making a similar picture? It's just a copy.

Graphics are just drawn one stroke at a time. What’s the fun? What’s the soul?”

Da Mai asked the calf in confusion: "What is he talking about?"

Niu Du said: "This is the painter we invited. In fact, he is a Confucian scholar who is proficient in classics, chess, calligraphy and painting. Painting is just a side job. The old man said that things painted through small holes have no soul."

Damai was shocked: "Is there really a soul in this painting?"

The painter looked at Damai with disdain and then handed him a piece of paper.

When Damai picked it up and looked at it, he was immediately shocked.

This piece of paper is not big, and four figures of Xiang Yu are clearly drawn on it. They are exactly the same, and they look very similar.

Damai said with emotion: "It's really amazing, they are exactly the same."

Niu Calf took one look and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, it's time to make the plate."

Soon, a craftsman took the paper away.

It only took half an hour for the craftsmen to carve the plate according to the painting and then start printing.

In less than an hour, thousands of paintings were produced.

Barley asked the calf: "What is this going to do?"

Niu Calf said: "This is called wrapping paper. When you sell cakes later, you can use these papers to wrap cakes and sell them to customers. It is novel, noble and clean."

Damai nodded repeatedly: "That makes sense, that makes sense. But... how precious are fairy papers? Isn't it too wasteful to use them to wrap cakes?"

Niu Du waved his hand: "Don't worry, the patent on the fairy paper will expire in three or two days. The Exalted Immortal said that by then, the fairy paper will be as cheap as well water."

Damai made a sound.

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At the same time, many people in Xianyang City are paying attention to barley pastries.

The great merchant Jiang Yuan was one of them.

Jiang Yuan's clerk asked: "Shop manager, this barley cost 10 million yuan and got the Liu brothers' endorsement for three months. Can he really make back his capital?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "Absolutely impossible. I will never believe a pastry seller who sold ten million yuan in three months."

Jiang Yuan asked for a seat in the tavern opposite Damai Pastry. While drinking, he looked at Damai Pastry sympathetically and sighed: "I have already inquired about Damai's past. He is actually a loyal and fastidious person.

Repaying a favor. However... this repaying a favor will eventually harm him."

"Businessmen value profits but not feelings."

The waiter beside him nodded in agreement and looked at his shopkeeper with reverence.

In fact, today, people paying attention to barley cakes are not only merchants, but also the powerful people in Xianyang City.

They pay attention to barley cakes, not interested in barley, but interested in Lishui.

Among these dignitaries was Chunyu Yue.

Today Chunyu Yue wore casual clothes and also arrived at the tavern. Sitting next to him were several doctors.

The doctors asked in a low voice: "Sir, do you think it can be done to banish the immortal this time?"

Chunyu Yue chuckled: "Huaiguzi is making a big splash this time. But I want to tell you, as you climb high, you will fall hard. In the past few months, Barley Pastry will definitely lose money, and it will hit Huaiguzi hard in the face.
To be continued...