Qiannan Zuosi blushed and said, "I'm covered in copper smell, and I don't care about it. The illustrations drawn by the little husband look like books of heaven in my opinion."

Gu Yijiu laughed and said, "What should I do?"

The fat businessman hurriedly said, "I hope my husband will work hard and put this picture on paper so that I can go back and hand it over to the erudites for study."

"This is simple. It's just that I don't have paper or pen..."

"Young man has no worries, I have paper and pen here."

As he said that, the fat businessman took out a set of paper, ink, pen and inkstone from his body like magic.

The paper is slightly rough, but it is more than enough for writing.

When I saw the ancient Yijiu, the fat businessman was proud and said: "Although the Qiannan family has many businesses, its main business is paper sales, so the old and young people in the family are used to carrying samples for personal review. I often come here to purchase mountain bamboo paper making, and selling groceries to villagers is just by the way."

Businessmen are originally a low-key business, but their business is more elegant, and fat businessmen also feel that they are much more brilliant.

Gu Yijiu nodded and praised sincerely: "Although it is by the way, it brings a glimmer of vitality to the villagers. Mr. Qiannan's actions are of great merit."

The fat businessman's smile froze on his face. He was showing off paper, but he didn't expect Gu Yijiu to care at all. He just cursed the mountain boy in his heart and did not understand elegance, so he heard Gu Yijiu say: "I also know a little about using bamboo as paper. Unfortunately, the year is long and the details are blurred. When I go back and think about it, if I have the fate, I will give it to Mr. Qiannan in the future."

The fat businessman's eyes suddenly became round: "You know how to make paper?"

Gu Yijiu said perfunctorily: "I have read it in an ancient book."

"How about my paper?"

Gu Yijiu smiled slightly and said, "According to the ancient books, bamboo paper should be smooth and flexible, with uniform pieces, white color, and as bright as jade. Mr. Qiannan, your paper is a bit..."

There is something to say without further ado.

The fat merchant was sweating coldly. If this method was obtained by outsiders, his family in the south would have fallen sharply and there would be no place to turn over again.

Could this be a warning?

The fat businessman looked at Gu Yijiu with caution.

But Gu Yijiu didn't have this intention, just said it.

The mountains and fields are so lonely, but without the troubles in the world, the mind becomes pure.

He opened the box containing the inkstone and saw that there was a mechanism in it. With a light turn, clean water was poured in.

It turns out that the box is divided into two layers: the inner layer is filled with inkstones and the outer layer is filled with water, which is very convenient.

The fat businessman said, "This box is made by a little girl. Some skills and craftsmanship cannot be reached in the elegant hall."

Having said that, the fat businessman could not hide his pride in his eyes.

Gu Yijiu sincerely praised: "This box is exquisite and compact, practical and simple, so that the daughter must be extremely intelligent. Mr. Qiannan is really blessed."

"Hahaha." The fat businessman smiled proudly, but said modestly: "The trick is not enough to be mentioned, and it is far worse than the young man."

This is undoubtedly a disagreement.

However, it is natural for parents to prefer their children, so Gu Yijiu didn't mind, but just moved his heart and said to the fat businessman: "Mr. Qiannan, I want to ask you for personal information."

The fat businessman patted his chest and said, "Young man, I have been mediocre in my previous life, but I have only achieved a little success in this connection. No matter whether you are looking for a man or a woman, old or young, as long as I want to find it, I will definitely find it!"

"I'll thank Mr. Qiannan for this." Gu Yijiu bowed and said, "I want to find that man is a woman named Yachiyo."

"Eight thousand years?" asked the fat businessman: "Can you know your surname?"

Gu Yijiu shook her head: "I don't know."

The fat businessman asked again: "How old is?"

Gu Yijiu shook her head again: "I don't know."

Where are the people? How many people in the family? Is they life or death?

Don't know anything.

The fat businessman wanted to scold people again. He only gave him one name, how did he find it?

Gu Yijiu also knew it was a bit difficult, so she said, "You don't have to go to search specifically. As long as you pay more attention to it, I will be grateful."

So you are not in a hurry? It's okay.

The fat businessman breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously: "I wonder what this young lady Yachiyo has to do with the young man?"

Gu Yijiu thought for a while and said, "I am my creditor."

The fat businessman pleased and said, "Hey, there is no need to worry about such a small matter. I will pay it back for the little husband."

Gu Yijiu shook her head: "What I owe her is not money."

The fat businessman was stunned and asked curiously: "What do you owe her?"

Gu Yijiu was a little lost in her mind, and then she smiled helplessly and said, "It's probably just a life."

After handing the filtered salt illustration to the fat merchant, Gu Yijiu limped away.

Maenan Sasi looked at his back and sighed: "It's a pity that he is a cripple."

When we were about to part, the ancient liquor specially asked to bring two more things tomorrow.

One is a hatchet and the other is wine.

The hatchet was prepared for him, and the one he was using now was already broken.

As for wine, it is prepared for the immortal stars.

It was originally just an ordinary request, but it was like thunder in the ears of Nan Zuosi.

It was not that he had thought that hiring a killer would do something wrong and wanted to monopolize the method of filtering salt, but now he was captured by this sentence and completely dispelled his thoughts.

When a friend comes, he will have good wine. If it is an enemy, he will naturally have swords to serve him.

That's probably what Xiao Langjun means.

Thinking of the Divine Sword that day, the fat businessman couldn't help but sweat in a cold sweat.

Wealth is moving, but we must have life to spend it. It is precisely so cautious that he has made a fortune in the great business.

If today's lack of martial arts and loyalty and righteousness are withering, you must be even more cautious.

When I think of this, the "warning" of ancient Yijiu becomes "willing words to awaken the world".

The fat businessman bowed to the mountain with gratitude and couldn't help but sigh.

"I am really a master of the world, and even a young child has such connotations."

Thinking of this, he believed in the illustration of the salt filter in his arms a little, quickly covered it with his hands, and hurriedly walked down the mountain.
Chapter completed!