"How to sell it!"

Ji Wei took the trouble to answer the questions one by one.

It is strongly promoted that the cookies use a lot of goat milk, which is delicious, sweet and nourishing.

Many people are itching to say that they want to buy some to go back to their children, daughter-in-law, parents to try.

But Ji Wei said that if it is not sold today, it will be sold tomorrow.

"Everyone, folks, if you want to buy cookies, you can buy them at your door tomorrow. I'm really unprepared today, so I can't sell them!"

Everyone was disappointed when they heard it.

"Then how do you sell this thing?" someone shouted.

"Ten cookies, five cents." Ji Wei's voice was not loud, but everyone was shocked for a moment.

"What? Did I hear it right?"

"Two dollars a penny, is this little thing worth so much?"

"It's expensive and expensive, I can't afford it!"

"But it's really not cheap to make it with eggs, goat milk, and white flour..."

Everyone complained and defended Ji Wei. After a while, they all accepted the price, and felt that a penny or two was reasonable.

Ji Wei was smiling in his heart, but there was no waves on his face.

After walking down West Street, the cookies on the plate were already exhausted.

He settled the wages to Chen Nong, who was still reluctant to part with it.

"Next time you have such a good job, please call me again." Chen Nong counted the coins in his palm and beamed with joy.

After all, as long as you shout a few times, you can earn more than you do hard work, who wouldn't like it.

"Of course, you did a good job, I'll call you next time."

Watching Chen Nong leave, Ji Wei went to the student who drew the leaflet according to the address given by Liu Yimian.

You don't even need to walk into his house, just by looking at the dilapidated alley, you can understand how poor this student's family is.

When he entered the house and saw what was inside the house, he was surprised again.

Apart from the bed table and chairs, there is nothing else in the house.

There was a lot of paper on the table, Ji Wei went over to look at it, and they were all leaflets.

Whether it's painting or writing, it's all in accordance with the requirements.

The handwriting is beautiful, the painting style is elegant, and it is very harmonious.

Ji Wei took out his purse, poured a piece of silver, put it on the table, and sorted out the messy stack of flyers.

Unable to hold back, he raised his head and clicked his chin on a rope tied to the roof, "You still need to take good care of your body when you are young. You have to have a body to endure things like hanging beams, cones, and thorns. Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep enough. , I can’t eat well, and I can’t stand it no matter how young I am.”

The student was a little surprised and a little lost, and sighed, "I'm the only one left in the family. Apart from selling paintings to earn some silver taels, I have no strengths, and I don't have any fame.

This is true.

How many paintings are hung on the walls of the Four Treasures Shop in the study room, and 12 of them can be sold? Even if he is the leader in it, but in a remote town, how many people can appreciate the elegant work?

The student tightly held the piece of silver in his palm.

"These two pieces of silver are enough for me to eat for three months. Mr. Ji, no matter what the outsiders say about you, to Wen Xuan, you are a great benefactor." He saluted Ji Wei as a scholar, and his eyes couldn't help but get a little wet.

It's a pity that Ji Wei is neither a rich man nor a good person, and even if he has a heart, he is unable to help others.

The only thing that can be done is that there is still a need to come back to him next time.

Before leaving, he suddenly remembered something.

"Where did you study?"

"The year before last, I was studying in the county, but after my father died, I couldn't pay the tuition anymore, so I dropped out of school and studied at home until now." Wen Xuan bowed his head a little ashamed.

"It's better than this, I'll ask you to do something for me. If you do it, I'll give you another hundred cents."

Wen Xuan's eyes lit up and his lips twitched.

After a long time, he suddenly folded his palms and bowed, his hands almost touching the ground.

This is an ancient gift.

Ji Wei was ignorant of etiquette, and was startled by this appearance, and quickly reached out to help him.

"What are you doing? I haven't finished talking yet."

"No matter what Mr. Ji is going to do, Wen Xuan will do his best to accomplish it for Mr. Ji." Wen Xuan said with a straight face.

"It's not too difficult. You come to my house tomorrow, it's in the West Alley. Just ask more questions. If you come to the West Alley tomorrow, it will be very lively."

Ji Wei smiled slightly, "I'll give you something, and you will send it to the county school for me. As for this, I won't take it away. You can take it to my house tomorrow and find me."

"Mr. Ji?" Wen Xuan followed Ji Wei a few steps behind.

"There's no need to send it! Tomorrow, Ji's house in Xixiang, come on time. If it's too late, this hundred wen will fly!"

Ji Wei's voice with a smile floated faintly, Wen Xuan listened, but couldn't help crying.

What kind of bully is this, he is clearly a good man!

Dao listens and scribbles and speaks, and virtue is abandoned.

The saint does not deceive me!

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The original infrastructure text that was to be opened under "Becoming a Primitive Lord", see?

Zong Sheng, who took the library to the primitive world, inherited a territory.

The land adults are few, poor and weak, and the neighboring orc tribes are still eyeing them.

As a last resort, Zong Sheng had no choice but to support the tribe.

But fortunately, he has a library, fortifications, enclosure farming, human diplomacy and so on.

In addition to picking up a "cursed black cat", the days of leading the tribe to face the loess and turn their backs to the sky were smooth.

The extinct mysterious totem, the long-running legend of the beast god, the strange and unpredictable dark sacrifice...

All gradually surfaced with the emergence of an ancient altar.