One day later, Liu Xiu came to Qingliu Town again. Because he set out at noon, he walked for nearly three hours. It was already afternoon when he arrived at Qingliu Town.

More than 10,000 plates of mosquito coils were filled with ten boxes. Five strong villagers carried them all the way to the town, and there were another ten villagers, including Liu Xiu, and there were a total of sixteen people in their ranks.

Each box of mosquito coil weighs about fifty pounds, and two boxes are only one hundred pounds. The villagers who picked up mosquito coils came to the town without anyone complaining about being tired, and even others didn’t want to change their shoulders!

How could they bear to say they were tired? You should know that after Liu Xiu discussed with the village chief, each plate of mosquito coil was priced at one copper plate. A box of 1,000 plates was 1,000 copper plates, which was equivalent to carrying two thousand copper plates on their shoulders. That was all money. In the past, I was tiring and earning only a year of hard work. I was probably only so much, so I had to walk dozens of miles. How could I bear to say they were tired and let go?

When he came to the bustling streets of the town, put down his burden, Luosang asked Liu Xiu nervously: "My benefactor, how do we sell it next?"

Other villagers also looked at Liu Xiu with a serious look on their faces. After all, whether the mosquito coils can be sold is related to whether the entire village can live a good life.

Liu Xiu understood the mood of the villagers and smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, just do what I said. You can separate a little, click a plate of mosquito coils separately, and then shout, just explain its advantages and characteristics clearly. Everyone is troubled by mosquitoes in this summer. I think people don't mind buying a plate of copper coins."

Liu Xiu's calmness gave the villagers strong confidence. As long as they could make money, there would be no problem with Guoben.

Ten boxes lined up in a row, and a plate of mosquito coils were lit. As the green smoke curled, the villagers began to shout hard.

"Look at it, take a look, the secret mosquito coils are the only one in the world."

"Are you still worried about mosquito bites? Are you still struggling with not sleeping at night? Come and buy a plate of mosquito coils, just one plate, keep your dreams until dawn all night."

"You can relax for a night with just one copper plate. If you can't buy a copper plate, you will suffer a loss. You can't buy it. What are you waiting for? Stay away from mosquito bites at this moment..."

When Liu Xiu heard the villagers shouting, a trace of curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. Of course, these words were taught by himself, otherwise how could he have thought of such advertising slogans on his head?

Not to mention, Liu Xiu actually felt a sense of intimacy when he heard these shouts, as if he had returned to the scene of "selling the last day at a loss" on the streets all over the earth.

Mosquito coils are fresh things, especially the unique advertising slogans, which soon attracted a large group of onlookers, but people just looked at them, asked, and hesitated and did not pay for them to buy them.

After about ten minutes of this, there was still no plate of mosquito coils sold. Lausanne was a little anxious and asked Liu Xiu next to him: "My benefactor, no one bought it, what should I do?"

"Don't be anxious, take your time, wait a moment. If there is really no one to buy it, I have a way." Liu Xiu patted Lausanne's shoulder with great calmness and said.

Seeing this, Lausanne did not suspect that he was there and continued to shout.

Liu Xiu was not comforting Lausanne. He really had a way. To put it bluntly, it was just a child care. At the beginning of this year, Qingliu Town was a large area of ​​disaster. I am afraid that just a few copper coins would be needed to make a child care.

If you don’t have any help, just take it to deliver it, restaurants, teahouses, brothels, casinos and other places. People are going to enjoy it. Who is willing to endure the bites of the mosquito? As long as you give some to the boss, there will naturally be more customers when the environment is good, and you are still afraid that no one will buy it?

After watching it for a while, Liu Xiu felt that he didn't need any follow-up actions. Yesterday, he gave some mosquito coils for free for the people in the town. They tasted the sweetness. When the shouts came out, some of them came to sell them. Because yesterday they were relatively rich families, they sold a lot, either ten or twenty, especially the owner of a restaurant. He waved his hand and bought two hundred dishes directly, saying that he was put in the restaurant to ignite mosquitoes.

With such a live advertisement and the hard-working shouting of the villagers, there are also many families in the town who are not short of money and are not stingy with that copper coin, so people are paying for it one after another.

The transaction was opened, and the villagers smiled and shouted harder.

This time, he brought more than 10,000 plates of mosquito coils. Liu Xiu did not think that he would sell them out in one day. Even if half of them were sold, it would be considered good. As long as these buyers used them and experienced the benefits, their business would definitely be better the next day.

Business is open here, so Liu Xiu doesn't have to stay here. When he looked up, he saw a teahouse next to him. Liu Xiu simply walked in, sat down by the window, ordered a few dried fruit snacks and a pot of tea, so that the villagers outside could also collect the information they wanted from the tea guests around him.

This teahouse is quite large, with a lobby of about 200 square meters and a private room on the second floor.

When Liu Xiu sat down, there was a middle-aged woman in coarse cloth playing the piano and singing on a stage in the middle of the hall. The sound of the piano was melodious and melodious. Although Liu Xiu couldn't hear what she was singing, she felt quite pleasant, and felt that it was so good than the so-called pop songs on earth in recent years.

If you think about it carefully, Liu Xiu hasn't heard so-called pop songs for a long time. He really doesn't know where the so-called stars who can't even stretch their tongues straight.

"There is actually a guqin, and can women show up like this? Everyone is not surprised. It seems that I still know too little about this world." Liu Xiu said silently in his heart while drinking tea and listening to songs.

The woman sang for about ten minutes and then squatted down slightly. The quiet scene became a little more lively again. A waiter walked around the hall with a tray. Someone threw money in the tray and bowed to express his gratitude. He didn't say anything if he didn't lose money.

Liu Xiu suddenly realized that he was asking for money for the singing woman. The waiter collected the money. He thought that the woman had an agreement with the teahouse. When the waiter passed by Liu Xiu with a tray, he also took out three copper plates and put them in the tray.

After half an hour like this, the hall suddenly became quiet. Liu Xiu looked curiously and saw an old man wearing a washed white gown stepped onto the platform.

His appearance is the reason why people subconsciously ban the sound.

Is there anything special about this old man? Liu Xiu suddenly became curious.

The old man stood on the stage, stroked his beard and said, "Everyone, the little old man is here again..."

"Haha, don't talk nonsense, just start. Yesterday you ran away halfway through the conversation. I was so itchy that I tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. By the way, what, what, what's the end of that Niuto Mountain Village?" A middle-aged man interrupted the old man and smiled.

"Oh, Lao Zheng, you didn't sleep well last night because your wife was trying to trouble you?"

"Hahaha……"

After hearing what was around, Liu Xiu probably understood. It turned out that the old man was talking about books. He seemed to be quite capable. He had never seen an unfinished story that made people unable to sleep.

The old man was not angry, and took a sip of tea on his own, then slapped the table, and a crisp sound, the scene became quiet. Then he said, "But today I don't talk about the Niutou Mountain Village, but another big thing that has happened recently..."

"Well~, I'm just waiting to hear about Niutou Village, but you won't say it anymore?"

"That's right, you're still afraid that we won't lose your money..."

The old man still smiled at the shouting below. After everyone calmed down, he slapped the table again and said, "You can always talk about Niutou Mountain Village, but you have kept what I want to say next..."

Without waiting for everyone to cheer, he continued, "Everyone knows that our Qingliu Town is under the jurisdiction of Linjiang City. The population of Linjiang City is nearly one million. There are dozens of towns like our Qingliu Town. This area has a population of tens of millions. The Linjiang City Lord is just a matter of just one sentence. It is because he is a legendary warrior, and he is also a powerful one among the warriors. It is because he has an army composed of pure warriors. Wherever the army passes, it is like a torrent of rolling over everything. So who dares not to obey this Linjiang City?"

"Hey, why are you telling us this? We know most of the things you said, okay, don't listen or not, we have to listen to Niutou Village..."

Someone started to cheer again at this time.

However, the old man ignored it and continued to say to himself: "What I want to talk about today is not the life of the Lord of Linjiang City, but another person, Lin Jianghe, the junior brother of the Lord of Linjiang City, and the young master Lin Jianghe, known as the Little Sword Lord!"

The old man opened his mouth, but no one started to make trouble again, and he listened quietly.

"The Lord of Linjiang City is unparalleled in power and decides life and death with one word, but he is just an inner disciple of Changhe Sword Sect. The little sword king Lin Jianghe I want to talk about is the true disciple of Changhe Sword Sect. This man is twenty-three years old and has emerged at the age of eighteen. Five years later, he has already made his name as Xiaojianjun. Just last month, he did something that shocked the surroundings with one sword!"

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!"

"What's the silence for you? Oh, I'm so anxious."

"Bah, it's an old routine, I just need to pay for money."

Next, the waiter collected a lot of money, and the old man said in one breath: "Just last month, someone witnessed it with his own eyes that the little sword king Lin Jianghe stepped into the water with one sword and killed a giant python. The giant python was thirty feet long, and his body could make a huge wave of ten feet when he flipped his tail, and he could smash the huge rock. Lin Jianghe was so good that he fought with the river and cut it under the sword. Now the giant python's corpse is still in Linjiangcheng public announcement. The huge body of the cold scales, even if it was very far apart, would make two fights!"

Hearing this, everyone in the teahouse took a breath and could not imagine how terrifying the thirty-foot giant python was.

When Liu Xiu heard these quietly, his mouth twitched. Although he didn't know if the old man had exaggerated it, he also had an intuitive understanding of the so-called martial artists in this world.

What kind of method is it to step into the river and kill the thirty-foot giant python?

At the same time, Liu Xiu also summarized an important message from the other party’s words.

He said that the city lord of Linjiang City was just an inner disciple of the Changhe Sword Sect. A disciple of a sect actually became the city lord of a city and also had an army of warriors under his command. What does this mean?
Chapter completed!