After Chunyu Yue listened to Li Shui's words, he snorted in his heart and sneered at Li Shui.
I thought: I still want to make money from a dying person. Do you, Huaiguzi, really lack that little money?
Besides, you have such a big property as Shangjun Courtyard, so what if you just give Ji Yiyi a jar of wine.
It's so greedy and obsessed with money.
Li Xin rolled his eyes and seemed to have discovered something.
He whispered to Li Shui, "Brother Huai, are you really going to sell Qin wine to Ji Yi at a 50% discount?"
"Will this matter..."
Li Shui turned around and asked, "What? Does Brother Li think that by doing this, I value money too much and even make money from dying people?"
Li Xin shook his head and whispered: "That's not true. Brother Huai is not so kind. How could I have it?"
Li Shui didn't know for a moment whether Li Xin was admiring or sarcastic.
Li Xin continued: "Brother Huai, what I mean is that this boy Ji Yi is quite cunning at first glance. He must have made a lot of money in the palace for so many years."
"Besides, I've been working with Ji Ming for a long time, and I'm sure I'll have to keep it private."
Li Shui glanced at Li Xin suspiciously and said, "What does Brother Li mean?"
Li Xin chuckled and said, "50% off is too cheap for Ji Yi. I think 10% off is more appropriate."
After listening, Li Shui nodded, and then said: "That makes sense, Brother Li is very thoughtful."
"I almost lost another part of my profit."
Then the two looked at each other and laughed.
But after a moment, Li Xin suppressed his laughter and said to Li Shui, "Brother Huai, you just said in front of everyone that you would sell it to Ji Yi at a 50% discount."
"Everyone present heard this clearly. If I go back on my word again, I'm afraid it won't be easy."
Li Shui thought for a while and then said, "It doesn't matter. Ji Yi doesn't want to buy Qin wine at this moment anyway. The 50% off I just said is the time to talk."
"By the time he wanted to buy it, His Majesty and everyone else had already left. Besides, Qin wine is in short supply right now."
"Who knows what Qinjiu will be like when he buys it."
"Even if we sell it to him at a 50% discount, the 50% discount then may be equivalent to the 10% discount now, or even higher."
After hearing this, Li Xin gave Li Shui a thumbs up and whispered: "A female businessman is like you, Brother Huai, tall, really tall."
Li Shui waved his hand deliberately and said, "It's just a small business to make a living."
Then the two of them laughed secretly again.
After Ji Yi heard Li Shui's comments, he was a little disappointed at first. After all, he was the banished immortal he admired. He revealed in one sentence that he had drawn it, which made him a little sad.
But Li Shui's well-founded and impartial analysis made Ji Yi stand in awe after listening to it.
The banished immortal is indeed a banished immortal. He is not on the same level as mortals like me. How can he care about me?
What Exiled the Immortal said was not wrong. I did draw it. I could have written small seal script stroke by stroke, but didn't this line of cursive look like it was drawn?
Also, Xingcao was the first creation of Exiled Immortal. How can I see it clearly with these two brushes? The paintings are somewhat similar, which is already very good.
Ji Yi listened to Li Shui's comments with admiration, and then heard Li Shui say that he could buy Qin wine at a 50% discount. Ji Yi kowtowed to Li Shui with a pop.
Tears welled up in Ji Yi's eyes, and he said to Li Shui in a tearful voice, "Sir, I didn't expect that this slave could take a sip of Qin wine brewed by Da Qin before he died."
"My slave is filled with gratitude."
"If there is an afterlife, I will write the word "Qinjiu" on it so that it is best to give it to the adults."
Li Shui waved his hand and said slowly: "How could you, an illiterate person like you, draw the character Qin Jiu in a similar way?"
"Perhaps you are destined to Qin Jiu."
"I'm giving you 50% off. It's a gift to you for your diligent writing."
Ji Yi kowtowed again and said, "I am very grateful, sir."
Chunyu Yue shook his head at the side: "Dead
The wood cannot be carved, it has already been sold, and you are still helping others count the money. "
"Thankfully you are still with Ji Ming. You haven't learned any of Ji Ming's cleverness."
"On the contrary, you are trying to be clever, and your cleverness will lead to you being misled by your cleverness."
Ying Zheng looked at Chunyu Yue and saw that Chunyu Yue seemed to be talking to himself, and said slowly: "Dr. Chunyu Yue, what do you think?"
Chunyu Yue came to his senses, raised his hands to Ying Zhenggong and said, "Your Majesty, I have nothing to say."
Ying Zheng frowned and said, "Oh? Have nothing to say?"
Chunyu Yue continued: "Your Majesty, I have nothing to say to those villains who follow Yan Yan's influence."
"But for those who are diligent and studious, I would like to say that although it looks like a painting, it is already very rare for them."
"If you have the opportunity to study deliberately, there is no guarantee that you will not become a master of calligraphy."
After hearing this, Li Shui smiled slightly and whispered to Li Xin beside him: "Your sister-in-law's ability to draw big cakes is really amazing."
Li Xin was a little puzzled, frowned and said: "Drawing a big cake? What kind of big cake are you drawing? Brother Huai, are you hungry? Do you want to eat big cakes at noon? I like this."
Li Shui was speechless for a moment. It seemed that Li Xin didn't understand yet. He would have to educate him about workplace common sense later.
After Ji Yi listened to Chun Yuyue's words, he actually didn't have any major disturbances in his heart.
After all, he also said that becoming a master of calligraphy is something in the future, and one must have the opportunity to learn.
You’re going to die yourself, and you’re still learning nonsense.
Besides, I learned the calligraphy of Qin Jiu just to please my master, Ji Ming, and to show how hard I worked in front of him one day.
I have no interest in calligraphy at all.
Rather than becoming some illusory master of calligraphy, it is better to drink a jar of this newly sold Qin wine before dying.
At this time, Ji Yi began to think about the scene of being executed: in full view of everyone, before being killed, a jar of Qin wine with a rich aroma was opened and drank.
The aroma of wine ran through his body, and he was full of energy. He couldn't help shouting. Although he was tied behind his back and kneeling on the execution platform, he looked more like a standing giant at this moment.
It's so refreshing to be able to drink a jar of Qin wine before dying, so refreshing, so happy, hahaha.
Ji Dun came back to his senses and found that he was still grinning and laughing quietly.
Looking up, everyone was looking at me strangely.
Chunyu Yue was most puzzled. After all, it was him who finished speaking, and Ji Yicai acted like this. Could it be that he thought there was something wrong with what I said?
Ji Dun suddenly broke into a cold sweat. It was over. He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he almost didn't come back to his senses.
Ji rolled his eyes, and before anyone else could speak, he took the initiative and said to Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty, this servant is scared."
"My slave is just a lowly slave. I just observe more carefully."
"Dr. Chunyu thinks too highly of me. I would never dare to be a slave."
"Even if it is true as Dr. Chunyu said, if this servant succeeds in calligraphy one day, it must be because of your majesty's favor and the little progress you can make by following your majesty."
