The team continued to move forward, Seymour Tamahe became honest, and when the team passed by a place to rest, he took the initiative to ask for contact with the locals.

He said that he was sent by the king and could lead others to a good life. When he left the territory of Kamolebo, he had successfully won over 300 people and followed the team. Of course, the children were still left to Xiaobei and the others.

Seymour Tamahe finally regained power. When the people who were fooled by him saw that the things provided here were really good, they didn't think about other things. They followed them honestly and listened to Seymour Tamahe's "taught" and then a strong person scattered out.

They went back to other places to tell others about this theory, and then went to a meeting place that agreed to be held, waiting for those who could give them happiness to come and pick them up. They held sharp knives, dozens of kilograms of salt, and canned food.

Seymour Tamahe agreed with them that if they pull one person, they can get ten kilograms of salt. If the person they pull can still pull, then they can get one more kilogram of salt. If they pull it down, they only need to pull more than a dozen people in a month, and then they will no longer need to pull people in half a year.

If you don't have salt, you can change it to other things, such as a crossbow that is powerful and convenient to carry, such as silk clothes.

Those who were asked by him felt it made sense after hearing this. If they put their children in the family in the team, they would not have to worry about anything else, and they could put all their time on pulling people.

When Seymour Tamohe felt that the better days of restoring were getting closer and closer to him, Xiao Beijiu thought he had found a new world.

When the team stopped and waited for some of the people and animals sent out before, Bei Bei found his brother and sister here.

"Brother, give me ten coins of money." Xiao Bei made a chubby hand.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Xiaobao spread his hands without taking money, indicating that he could not take it out.

"You can mortgage something as a scattered money, and I'll tell you a way to make a lot of money." Xiao Bei's hand did not shrink back.

Zhang Xiaobao flipped through himself, took out two small copper beads, and said to his sister: "There is now copper, too, is very valuable."

"Okay. This time, your hidden weapon is valuable. My way is to say the same thing to others and ask them to give you the money. You give me another one. Every time you say one of them, you can get one tenth of them. Then they will say, what about you..."

"I can just wait to get rich, right? Today I said ten successes. Even if I didn't complete ten tasks, I would only say one in a day, and there would be thirty in a month. They wouldn't have a big chance of success, one in a day, nine hundred in a month, and twenty-seven thousand in a third month. According to the formula, I can definitely be a millionaire in half a year. Do you have any formula?"

Zhang Xiaobao asked her sister with a smile.

Bei blinked his eyes and stuck out his tongue: "Formula? Is it mathematics?"

"Use mathematical methods to calculate, for example, if I go to find someone, everyone will give me ten thousand yuan, and I will give you money? What about me? If I find someone, then he will find someone? You must make people look reasonable and others are willing to join."

"Yes, I need to calculate back and forth. The people below get less than me, right? No, if they are less than me, why should they give me the money?" Xiao Bei thought very well, but when it comes to specific organizational situations, he found that it was not simple.

She looked at her sister, hoping that her sister could give her an idea.

Wang Juan patted his forehead: "After all, someone thought of it, Xiao Bei, your method is not good, no one is willing to pay you for free, and if someone can convince others to give it to you, why would it be handed over to you?

So, I will provide you with two methods. One is to let people buy new products from your baby candy house, a piece of candy, and then ask this person to help you sell candy, brag about your candy first, this is good, and that is good, how much can he get if he sells one, and how much can he get in the next level? When it reaches a certain amount, it will be upgraded."

Wang Juan knew that pyramid schemes were not good, but she was willing to tell her sister this truth, and she didn't believe that the little guys would be so poor that they played pyramid schemes.

Xiao Bei thought about it and shook his head: "No, how much sugar is worth? Others are not fools. No matter how luxurious goods are, they cannot be sold so expensively. Moreover, more and more people are participating. Do you always eat candy?"

"That's the second way. Actually, your brother is better at playing this than me. You can prepare some principal without too much, and then treat you as a money house, collect deposits, give high interest, and let this person help you collect deposits, or high interest. The more people he finds, the higher the interest, and your propaganda philosophy is investment.

The more powerful the funds, the easier it is to make money. You exaggerate your funds, and then others believe it. Where does it mean to save money? You can get more interest when you save it."

Wang Juan glanced at Zhang Xiaobao and explained to Xiaobei.

Xiao Bei frowned hard, clenched his little hands into fists, and said with a bitter face: "What should I do in the end?"

"There are two kinds of results. One is that you do have the ability to invest in financially. You make more profits with this money than you give, so you make money; the other is that you have no ability, and then you collapse, you run away with money, and the other people who invest money later cry."

Wang Juan spoke, staring at the distant sky, as if recalling memories, and at a loss.

"Isn't this a fraud? The interest rate given is low and people don't come, and the price given is high. What's the profit?" Xiao Bei sighed.

"It's not a fraud, it's just a private capital operation. Isn't it the same if money is stored in a money shop? The money shop takes out a loan and uses the money you earn to pay you back the interest, and at the same time, it also keeps some of the profits.

It’s just that its risk is too great and does not conform to the overall economic stability of our Tang Dynasty. So your brother and I do not allow them to borrow high interest rates privately, but try our best to improve the functions of the money house, including small loans from families, and venture capital for the production and research and development of the newly emerging real economy.

Not every loaned money can make money, some will even lose money, and not every venture capital can get corresponding returns. But these are all allowed."

Wang Juan introduced the tricks to Xiaobei again, but it was just a simple introduction, but it didn't say it in detail, so Xiaobei couldn't understand it even after he said it.

Xiao Bei nodded, looking very frustrated: "So that's the case. I thought we thought of the first thing we thought of. Others probably thought of it a long time ago, but no one dared to do it. Are there any other loopholes to exploit?"

"Yes." Wang Juan didn't expect Zhang Xiaobao to answer these small questions, and she could easily explain them: "For example, for shares, many businessmen in our family and Datang are of cooperation. Including your baby candy house, can this bill be traded?"

Wang Juan also read it again, handed the telegram to Xiaobei, letting them watch and play, and said to Zhang Xiaobao: "I had previously told Xiaobei and the others about illegal pyramid schemes and stocks. This time, there was another futures. I remember who was from the Japanese before, so I just played this set. But I was playing warrants. Now that the futures for grain are produced, I can't calm down?"

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Chapter completed!