Wang Laoshi looked at Li Shui with emotion on his face and thought to himself: Banishing the immortal is just banishing the immortal. Even if I try to flatter him, I can't keep up.
Wang Laoshi was involved in the home invasion insurance. After getting frustrated with Wang Wan and Li Si, Wang Laoshi had given up. He felt that this was a good thing, but it was impossible to accomplish.
Unexpectedly, Li Shui's change of words would arouse such great enthusiasm.
Wang Laoshi suddenly discovered that Ban Xian was crushing him in business.
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The courtiers were very interested in this mutual aid fund and asked Li Shui for various details. Li Shui promptly pushed Wang Laoshi out to answer everyone's doubts.
Of course, the courtiers asked many questions and bought few, or to be more precise, no one paid.
After all, this is a new thing, and everyone is skeptical.
Li Shui looked at the time and coughed dryly: "Everyone, everyone, the time has come, we are about to start the first wave of draws."
The courtiers were shocked and became interested.
Li Shui gave each courtier a piece of paper, asked them to write their names, and then put them into an opaque jar.
Li Shui held the jar and shook it vigorously for a while, then looked at Wang Wan with a smile: "Prime Minister, you are the most noble person among us. How about using your noble hand to draw lots? Let us enjoy your nobleness. .”
Wang Wan said quietly: "Obviously the banished immortal is the most powerful person here."
Li Shui chuckled and shamelessly carried the jar to Wang Wan.
Wang Wan was a little puzzled and thought: Weird, why does this guy Huai Guzi respect me so much today? There can't be any conspiracy, right?
He thought for a while, but without thinking of any trap, he reached into the jar and took out a piece of paper.
And Li Shui smiled proudly.
Drawing lots can easily offend people.
If one person out of a hundred people wins the lottery.
The person who wins the lottery will be ecstatic and will only feel that he is lucky and blessed by his ancestors, but will not be grateful to the person who drew the lot.
The remaining ninety-nine people will all resent the person who drew lots, causing them to miss out on the grand prize.
Even if they don't say so, they subconsciously think so.
Drawing lots is definitely an offending job.
Wang Wan took out the note and handed it to Li Shui.
Li Shui put the trumpet to Wang Wan's mouth and said with a smile: "Prime Minister, please tell us who this person is."
Wang Wan opened the note, took a look at it, and said into the loudspeaker: "It's Xin Yun, Master Xin."
Soon, a courtier stood up with a surprised look on his face.
Li Shui said to the craftsman next to him: "Quick, bring the prize worth ten yi gold immediately."
The craftsman responded and ran away.
Not long after, a stunningly beautiful woman came over carrying a large and exquisite plate.
The inside of the plate was covered with a lining made of red velvet and covered with a smooth white silk handkerchief.
Everyone's eyes widened, wanting to see what the prize was.
The beauty walked to Xin Yun and saluted him.
Then he stretched out his slender hand and uncovered the silk handkerchief.
Then... Xin Yun's eyes widened. The surrounding courtiers took a look and showed incredulous expressions.
In there...is it still a piece of paper?
The beauty said softly: "Congratulations, Lord Xin Yun, for getting a coupon. This coupon reduces ten gold for every one hundred gold."
"If you want to invest one hundred yi gold into the mutual aid fund for courtiers, after using the coupon, you only need to take out 90 gold. You can enjoy the treatment of one hundred yi gold."
Xin Yun held the coupon in his hand, looking a little weird.
Are you saying this thing is not valuable? It is indeed worth ten gold. You think it's valuable... It can only be used to buy mutual aid funds. If you don't buy mutual aid funds, it's just a piece of waste paper.
Suddenly, a courtier said with emotion: "Oh my god, why don't you have such good luck? I originally planned to buy mutual aid funds. If I have this coupon, I can save ten gold coins."
He stamped his feet vigorously.
There were also some courtiers nearby, looking distressed.
Some courtiers who responded quickly recognized that these people were Zhou Qingchen's group.
But they were soon overcome with jealousy. After all, the coupons in Xin Yun's hands are genuine and can be used to deduct ten gold coins.
Don’t give up on this thing for free.
The beauty said softly: "The coupons are anonymous. If Mr. Xin doesn't want to buy mutual aid money, you can transfer the coupons and sell them to others."
The surrounding courtiers were even more eager when they heard this.
What if I sell the coupon? Sold to people who plan to buy mutual aid. Even if it is sold for nine yi gold, someone will buy it. After all, you can save some money.
In this way, it will be the nine-yi gold of real gold and silver.
Xin Yun suddenly became happy, clutching the coupon tightly and refusing to let go.
The beauty smiled and said: "Of course, if Mr. Xin sells the coupons, he will definitely suffer a small loss. After all, no one is willing to buy the coupons at the original price."
"If I were Mr. Xin, I would buy the mutual aid fund with the coupon. In this way, it would be worth ten yi gold."
Xin Yun was moved, but he was still a little hesitant.
After all, the coupons are 10 off for every 100, so you have to spend at least 90 yin to buy the mutual aid fund, which is not a small amount.
The beauty stretched out her slender finger again, pointed at the coupon and said, "Sir, please see, there is a date here, please use it before the expiration date to avoid it becoming invalid."
When Xin Yun took a look, it read: The deadline is May 26th.
He counted with his fingers: "Isn't that today? Yinshi, isn't there only a quarter of an hour left?"
The beauty nodded: "My lord, please either sell the coupons or use them within a quarter of an hour. Otherwise, when the time is up, the coupons will be invalid and you will lose money."
Xin Yun was immediately confused.
This is a time-limited decision.
Make decisions within a time limit, because time is limited and you need to make up your mind immediately. That kind of tension can make people lose their minds, become overheated, and make wrong decisions.
This is Xin Yun's situation now. He wants to think about it carefully, but he doesn't have much time.
Next to him, Zhou Qingchen and his group were still making trouble, and they all said, "Master Xin, if you don't want to, just sell me the coupons? I'll pay you five yi gold, how about that?"
There is also an enthusiastic craftsman nearby who comes to report the time every few minutes.
Finally, Xin Yun got excited and said: "I bought a mutual aid fund. I just bought one hundred yi gold. Can I use this coupon to get ten yi gold?"
The beauty smiled and said, "Of course."
Then, she handed over a contract.
Xin Yun wrote his name on it, and then... his whole person seemed to have been emptied out, and everything became boring.
One hundred yi gold was spent like this.
The excitement, dizziness, and blood pumping that he felt just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The whole person fell into a very confused state.
It seems like something has been gained, and something has been lost.
This process seems to be endlessly memorable, but I don’t know where to start.
The beauty took the piece of paper from Xin Yun's hand and said with a smile: "Sir, someone will come to your house to pick up the gold later. You don't have to worry."
Xin Yun nodded blankly.
The beauty turned around, looked at Nana, and was about to go away. Xin Yun suddenly remembered something and stopped her and said, "What if I win again in the next lottery?"
The beauty smiled slightly and said: "If you win a hundred gold coupons, you can choose to use a larger coupon. At that time, the ten gold coupons will be converted into gold and returned to the house. "
Xin Yun's eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously.
The surrounding courtiers were all sighing. Many people began to envy Xin Yun's good luck. Some people secretly thought: What kind of bullshit luck is this, Prime Minister? Why didn't you get me?
Next, Li Shui talked about some benefits of buying mutual aid funds, but this time, the courtiers were a little distracted. They were all looking forward to the time passing quickly so that they could participate in the next lottery.
In the longing of the courtiers, an hour finally arrived. The second round of draws has begun.
This time Xin Yun did not win the prize, but another courtier did.
Within a quarter of an hour, the courtier hesitated again and again, and finally gritted his teeth, used up the coupon, and bought a thousand yi gold mutual aid fund.
Then came the third wave of draws.
The third person won a thousand yi coupon. He hesitated for a while, then sold the coupon at a price of 600 yin.
The wealthy man who bought the coupon directly bought a mutual aid fund of 10,000 yi.
Li Shui held the rich man's hand, shook it vigorously, and said with emotion: "Your family and relatives will thank you. After all, the future compensation for 10,000 yi will be 100,000 yi."
"Of course, other guilty ministers will also thank you. After all, your ten thousand gold coins have helped many orphans and widowed mothers."
The courtier was so flattered that he was dizzy.
Li Shui took out another crystal clear glass trophy with four big characters engraved on it: Great Qin Good Man.
Li Shui solemnly handed the trophy to the courtiers and said sincerely: "Only good people who purchase more than 10,000 yi can win this honor."
The courtier took the trophy and felt a little proud...
So far, Mutual has sold only three copies. The other courtiers were waiting and watching, after all, they had no coupons.
But... Li Shui was not in a hurry.
He announced with a smile: "The first 100 people who purchase mutual aid funds every day will receive a 10% discount. Don't miss this good opportunity."
The courtiers were whispering and discussing with each other, still a little undecided.
At this time, Zhou Qingchen and his group had already swarmed in to buy mutual aid funds.
In fact, they only had a dozen people at full capacity, and they could get discounts even without crowding. However, these dozen people were crowded and shouting, and they actually felt like they couldn't buy anything if they didn't buy it.
Finally, more courtiers rushed over.
Because of the herd mentality, more and more courtiers bought it.
Li Shui had to relax the number of people repeatedly because everyone was too enthusiastic.
From one hundred, to one hundred and fifty, to two hundred...
Finally, all courtiers bought discounted mutual aid funds.
They left Shangjun Courtyard with satisfaction and were still feeling proud when they left. Fortunately, everyone worked together this time to force the Immortal to make concessions. Otherwise, how could everyone get a discount?
After they left Shang Jun's Villa, they were all awakened by the cold wind.
They looked at the contract in their hands and fell into silence: What did I do this time? Isn't it just to take advantage? Aren’t you determined not to spend any money? how……
They looked back at Shang Jun's Courtyard, and all trembled: Does this place have any magic power? Why do I always pay involuntarily after entering?
However, one thing about courtiers is that even though they clearly suffered a loss, they can still grit their teeth and refuse to admit it, or even claim that they took advantage.
Although their hearts were bleeding, their mouths were smiling and they said one after another: "This mutual aid fund is really a good thing. In their hearts, they suddenly felt at ease and had a foundation. They felt that they were helping the world and helping their colleagues. Ha ha……"
I have said this so often that I can't help but believe it in my heart.
Well, since I believed this, I feel much more comfortable. It seems that I have changed from a fool to a wise man.
Well, I am a smart person to begin with, and I did not fall for the deception of banishing an immortal!
The courtiers brainwashed themselves and went home happily.
As the prime minister, Wang Wan was not immune to the customs and also bought a mutual aid fund of one hundred yi gold.
He felt that this matter was a bit embarrassing, that he was actually bewitched by Huaiguzi, and even though he knew in advance that this thing was a house-warrant, he was still bewitched.
When so many people were rushing to grab mutual aid funds just now, why couldn't I hold back? You actually went over and bought it?
Alas, I am really confused.
Wang Wan was very disappointed with herself.
He planned to hide the news from his family. After all, such embarrassing things cannot be said.
But when he got home, he found his wife and children waiting at the door.
After they saw Wang Wan, they burst into tears.
Wang Wan felt a thump in her heart and had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the family said: "Just now, a craftsman from Shangjun Courtyard came to ask for money and said that you bought a mutual aid fund."
Wang Wan almost yelled: Huaiguzi, you are moving too fast.
Wang Wan's wife wiped away tears and said: "The family is heavily in debt, but my husband still provided money and left a way out for us. We really... have a husband like this, what more can a woman ask for?"
Wang Wan was stunned.
That night, the father was kind and the son was filial, and it was a happy time.
Wang Wan felt that she had not enjoyed this feeling for a long time.
Could it be... Is this what Huaiguzi emphasizes repeatedly, to give his family a sense of security?
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Li Shui did not let anyone publicize the news that courtiers purchased mutual aid funds.
This kind of thing does not need publicity at all, because many people are paying attention to every move of the courtiers, and such news cannot be concealed.
However, Shangjun Courtyard does not promote it, which makes it even more mysterious and an opportunity that cannot be missed and will never come back.
No one cares about crappy high street deals. For discounts that can only be obtained through some means, not only will everyone not feel like they have spent money, but they will also feel a sense of joy at getting a bargain.
As a result, all kinds of officials and petty officials in the city... went to Shangjun Courtyard one after another to buy home confiscation insurance, ah no, to buy mutual aid funds.
