After getting the money, Feng Qulile bloomed.

It costs ten thousand yuan, and I can sleep peacefully this month.

Feng Quli brought the money back to Chunyu Hotel.

As soon as he entered the hotel, Feng Quli was warmly welcomed by the clerk.

Feng Quli waved his hand modestly and walked into his room.

That heart-to-heart fu, no matter how literary talent is, but the money is real.

As for whether the banished immortal would be angry after reading Wenxinfu, and whether he would doubt his sincerity... Feng Quli felt that there was no need to worry about this.

He just admires the person who exiled immortal. Do he really want to surrender to the exiled immortal? He doubts it, but what does it matter?

After thinking about this, Feng Quli felt much more at ease.

He looked at the sweater needles and wool on the bed, and began to knit sweaters skillfully again.

Feng Quli felt that he was not knitting a sweater, but considering the clothes of the world. Of course, after knitting the sweater, he could also subsidize his household expenses.

Feng Quli knitted a sweater while thinking about it, and soon a sweater was knitted.

Feng Quli continued to work hard, knitted three pieces, and then fell asleep.

In his sleep, Feng Quli thought in a daze: "If you sell these clothes tomorrow, you should make a hundred yuan. Is it embarrassing to sell sweaters? It's not embarrassing at all. By selling sweaters, you can understand the situation of the people. What a great thing this is?"

"The integration of knowledge and action has always been advocated in night school classes. I am clearly the integration of knowledge and action."

Feng Quli smiled on his lips and fell asleep.

Recently, Feng Quli has become less respectful of face and dares to show up in public.

Of course, this is mainly because of poverty.

People are poor and have short ambitions, and horses are thin and long hairs. They are already poor and live in Chunyu Hotel. What else can I say?

The next morning, Feng Quli brought sweaters to sell them on the street.

Chunyu Hotel is mostly open at the train station, so there are crowds of people near Feng Quli’s stall.

But something strange happened. There were many people who came to see the sweaters, but not many people who came to buy the sweaters.

Feng Quli was a little puzzled.

At this time, a kind-hearted person said to Feng Quli: "It's not expensive to say that sweaters are not expensive, and it's definitely not cheap."

"Most of the people coming to the train station are poor people. They can't afford to wear this thing. In fact, they can still afford it if they grit their teeth. Who doesn't want to add a piece of clothing during festivals?"

"But everyone has doubts. What if the sweater is of poor quality? What if it is not real wool? So they would rather go to a larger place and go to the banished immortal clothing shop than to come here."

Feng Quli was stunned when he heard this: "The banished immortal also sells this?"

The man smiled: "What are you not selling the banished immortal?"

Feng Quli was a little annoyed: "This guy Huai Guzi is simply omnipresent."

However, Feng Quli also knew that His Majesty occupied half of the property of Shangjun Villa. In addition to the shares of Fu Yao and Wei Yang, most of the shares are royal industries.

So it really cannot be slandered easily.

Feng Quli thought about it and said to the man: "Thank you? I understand."

Then? He closed the stall and was about to leave.

The man said again: "If you can't sell it, it's actually easy to say that you can just sell your sweater to Shangjun Villa."

"Will Shangjun Villa give you a price? Then you can resell it for you."

Feng Quli frowned: "That's the case? Am I helping Shangjun Villa?"

The man said, "With that being said? Haven't you got money too? It's better to waste time here?"

Feng Quli nodded and said lightly: "I'll consider it."

The so-called consideration is mostly not to consider it, and there will be no news afterwards.

Feng Quli also thought so.

He carried his bags and walked back, thinking: "Do you really have to cooperate with Shangjun Villa? You can really get money. But... but then, wouldn't I really become a weaver? I'm afraid I will rely on Shangjun Villa for the rest of my life?"

But... if you don’t cooperate with Shangjun Villa, won’t you pay compensation?

These yarns are also very expensive.

Finally, Feng Quli gritted his teeth? He arrived at the banished immortal clothing shop.

Feng Quli asked, "Shopkeeper, how about these sweaters I have?"

The shopkeeper looked at it and said lightly: "Shangke."

Feng Quli was a little unhappy? After all, he was the best among court officials.

But looking at the sweaters in the ready-to-wear shop, there are many styles and they are really good, which is a big piece better than yours.

Feng Quli had no choice but to sigh, nodded, and said, "How much do you pay?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "We won't accept it."

Feng Quli was stunned and asked in wonder: "Why don't you accept it?"

The shopkeeper said: "Because the lord just published a heart-to-heart fu yesterday, and scolded the banished immortals. How can we take your sweater again today? Isn't that too cheap?"

Feng Quli: "..."

He looked at the shopkeeper helplessly: "I didn't write that article."

The shopkeeper said, "Since it was not written by you, why did you collect ten thousand yuan from the world?"

Feng Quli: "..."

OK, now there is really no way to argue.

He bowed to the shopkeeper and sneered, "See you back."

Then, he left with a bag on his back.

The shopkeeper looked at Feng Quli's back and snorted coldly: "Who is that?"

Now, the last glimmer of hope for selling sweaters has been cut off.

Feng Quli walked all the way and walked towards his residence.

When he walked to the door of Chunyu Hotel, he suddenly felt aroused his heart.

There is more than just Huai Guzi in the world. Isn’t Chunyu Yue’s business done well?

Just like this Chunyu Hotel, it is open with great excitement and shows no sign of being annexed by Shangjun Villa.

It can be said that the only person in the world who can compete with Huai Guzi is Chunyu Yue.

But the key is...how did Chunyu Yue do it?

Feng Quli was not in a hurry to go in, so he sat on a rock and thought.

Chunyu Yue relies on his own fame and status, and uses fame and status as a guarantee to make guests come and go believe that living in Chunyu Hotel is safe and secure, and someone can solve the problem.

Chunyu Yue is an important official in the court, and I, Feng Quli, is also an important official in the court. So can my sweater be...

Thinking of this, Feng Quli became energetic.

He found a few pieces of cardboard, carried a brush and wrote on it, "Put the sweater. The Censor woven it by himself. These five pieces are on a first come first served basis.

Afterwards, Feng Quli began to set up stalls at the train station.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all five sweaters were sold.

No one suspects that he is fake.

First, in this era, impersonating a high-ranking official is no different from suicide.

Second, there are staff from the train station near Feng Quli. These staff members did not drive Feng Quli away, which means that Feng Quli did not lie.

The sweater knitted by the Censor himself has two benefits.

First, the quality is guaranteed and no inferior products will be used as good products.

Second, you can be ashamed to wear it.

Feng Quli happily closed the stall and went home.

After returning, Feng Quli felt that his sweater could be improved.

For example, it would be even better if you could embroider the sweater. Those who buy the sweater can see it at a glance, which was knitted by the Censor himself.

Feng Quli just saw such sweaters in a garment store, but he has not yet learned the technique of embroidery.

Feng Quli thought about it and went to Shangjun Villa.

At the main entrance of Shangjun Villa, he was stopped by 100,000 yuan.

Feng Quli wanted to borrow money, but was rejected, and the reason was still the same thought-provoking essay.

Feng Quli thought about it and simply entered through the craftsman's entrance.
To be continued...