For Marquis Grandet, the last month of this year was the darkest day of his life.

During this unlucky period, he was first overwhelmed by the rumor, then lost a group of loyal subordinates, and then looked at the damn bitch, returning from afar without any trouble, and participating in the parliamentary election as if he was slapped in the face.

Well, all of this is forgot, but who can tell me why there was a sinister and cunning little white face next to that bitch, and that little white face was still an unfathomable necromancer?

Damn it! How damn it! Damn it, damn little bitch, you two bastards should all die!

Dragging his right leg with a comminuted fracture, Marquis Grandet lay on the hospital bed for half a month. The only thing he could do every day was to curse and insult him with a hysterical vicious curse and insult him, and swear that he would use all means to make the young man live and die after he recovered from his injuries.

Of course, no matter how angry the Marquis was, he knew very well that the little white face was definitely not easy to deal with, so in addition to his anger, he sent a few thieves who were good at following, so he asked them to stare at the wine estate twenty-four hours a day and report every move of the little white face.

Well, this method is indeed very effective. From this afternoon, Lin Taiping's every move was recorded and sent to the Marquis' Mansion continuously, without even missing any time to eat, drink, and sleep.

But the problem is that Marquis Grandet was not happy at all. He looked at the stack of whereabouts in front of him, and the more he looked, he felt confused. He didn't understand what the little white-faced wanted to do-

On the first day, the guy did nothing, but took a group of taurens and dark elves to a restaurant on the commercial street for a big meal, and bought a weapon store that was about to go bankrupt;

The next day, the guy went out shopping again, and through a business, he booked a large number of high-quality white papers. God knows why he wants to buy so much white papers;

On the third day, strange sounds came from the manor, with banging from morning to night, and there were protests from the taurens demanding a strike, and the chattering discussions of the dark elves, such as this one was not attractive enough;

On the fourth day, the guy slept for a whole day; on the fifth day, the guy continued to sleep for a whole day; on the sixth day, the guy continued to sleep for a whole day; on the seventh day, the eighth day, the ninth day...

Enough! Enough! Enough! Enough!

After reading the report for two weeks, Marquis Grandet finally had an unbearable attack and slapped the table with a gray face: "Waste, a bunch of waste, you spent so much money just to tell me what posture that guy likes when he sleeps?"

There was nothing to say, and the thieves looked at each other with aggrieved expression, thinking that the guy was indeed eating and sleeping, just like he was on vacation on Ivory Island, although to some extent, this really seemed very abnormal.

"All idiots can tell that this is abnormal." Marquis Grandet snorted coldly, unable to help frowning.

There is no doubt that the purpose of Christine and the oriental young man is not just to get back the inheritance, not to mention that the wine estate they took back is only a small part of the inheritance. So in this case, they actually ate, slept, slept, and ate with satisfaction, as if they had forgotten all the hatred?

I can't figure it out, Grandet was so entangled that he was almost losing his hair. He could swear with his reputation that Christine and the little man must have arranged a sinister and vicious plan of revenge, but the question is what the plan is. Will they always wait foolishly, waiting for themselves to become members of parliament and hold the highest power, and then turn around and kill them all?

With a bang, the door was suddenly pushed open at this time. The housekeeper rushed in with a flushed face. He said in a ventricular manner: "Sir, I just heard that the oriental man was taking Christine and the dark creatures to deliver free things on the commercial street!"

It turns out that way! Grandet slapped the table heavily, regardless of the injury in his right leg that had not yet recovered, and immediately stood up in high spirits: "I knew that the two idiots were planning to win over the people's hearts and sympathy... Listen, no matter whether they distributed wheat or cooking oil, we should double all of them, and we should see how long their financial resources can last?"

"You, are you sure?" The wise housekeeper who would definitely shout at him, but at this time he showed a strange expression on his face. "Sir, I didn't have time to finish speaking just now. What the oriental person distributed was not wheat or cooking oil, but..."

"Copper coins? Silver coins?" Marquis Grandet changed color slightly. If this is the case, the other party's financial strength would be obviously far higher than his expectations.

"That's not." Guan shook his head strangely, and seemed to know how to express it. He hesitated for a long time before he hesitating, "In fact, what they sent for free is paper!"

Silence, strange silence, Marquis Grandet was stunned for a long time, and he simply suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing. The things sent by the little white face and Christine were not food or money, but ordinary paper?

"That's right, that's right." The housekeeper stuttered, "I can see clearly that they did send papers in the commercial streets, and that they had a share of the people who met, and that no matter the civilian businessmen or nobles could get it."

"Uh..." Marquis Grandet no longer knew what to say. No matter how expensive or exquisite the paper was, there was no real food and money. Did the young man think that the civilians would be grateful if they gave away a few pieces of paper for free?

Obviously, the housekeeper was also confused, and the two of them could only look at each other in shock and speechless, but at this moment, a thief suddenly rushed in and shouted with a strange look: "Sir, the latest news, that little man will not give paper... Uh, he changed it to selling it directly!"

Puff! Marquis Grandet directly sprayed out a mouthful of black tea: "Wait, say it again, tell me again, what is that little white face doing? It's changed from delivering paper to selling paper?"

"I swear I'm not right." The thief nodded desperately, "Just just now, the guy suddenly announced that he would sell ten copper coins for each piece of paper, and the quantity was limited, so early to get."

Crazy! Crazy! That little guy must be crazy!

Marquis Grandet was dizzy and even forgot to wipe the tea leaves on his face. What a joke, an ordinary piece of white paper was worth at most five copper coins, but that guy actually dared to sell it, and even doubled the price.

How is this possible? How is this possible? Could it be that the little white-faced mind is in the mind, or he thinks that the entire Ivory Island is an idiot, and he will pay honestly if he says a few words?

As it turns out, people from Ivory Island are really easy to deceive!

Because the next moment, another thief rushed in panic and shouted in disbelief: "Sir, that guy sold all his papers, and sold two thousand copies, and the people around him refused to leave, so he surrounded him and wanted to continue buying."

Puff! The Marquis of Grantai did not spray tea this time, but directly sprayed blood: "Nothing is nonsense, this is simply nonsense. Prepare a carriage for me. I want to go to the commercial street to see what kind of tricks that little man is doing?"

A few minutes later, a carriage set out in a hurry and galloped towards the commercial street. Marquis Grandet was jogging in the carriage and was about to vomit, but he still tried his best to urge the carriage to accelerate again.

After a short moment, the carriage quickly rushed into the commercial street. Marquis Grandet dragged his injured right leg and supported himself to look out of the window. Then, in an instant, he turned into a statue as if he was stunned.

Just a few dozen meters away, the weapons store bought by Lin Taiping a few days ago has now been rebuilt, but what is strange is that this store does not sell weapons or magic props now, but is for sale...

Well, I know what it is for sale. Anyway, Lin Taiping sat leisurely at the door, holding a cup of coffee slowly, and beside him was Christine, who was full of strange and confusing faces.

On the contrary, the dark creatures were so busy that they were busy. Tulu, with dozens of taurens, stood neatly in front of the shop door, holding a large stack of rectangular paper, and was busy selling it with sweat.

The reason why I am busy selling is because the buyers around me are so enthusiastic that dozens of taurens are almost unable to resist. Often, a large stack of rectangular paper is immediately sold out by people around me. It looks like they are snatching paper, but it is like they are competing for gold coins.

"What are you robbing? What are you robbing?" Tulu even got torn her clothes and couldn't help but angrily, "When you gave it for free, you guys refused to ask for it, but now you rushed up and rush to buy it. Humans are indeed very strange creatures."

Ignoring its threat completely, the crowds around me gathered more and more, hundreds of people gathered together in dense crowds, each waving his arms to buy the paper first, and some people were even squeezed at the end, and couldn't help but jump and shout: "Damn it, who would like to resell me a copy? I can pay fifty copper coins, a full five times the price."

Crazy! All are crazy!

Marquis Grandet was stunned in the carriage and couldn't help but turn to look at the housekeeper beside him. It's a hell. What kind of special paper is it that can actually cause so many people to rush to buy it, and they have all been hyped up to five times the price. Does it record any secret technique to make money?

"I...I don't know..." The housekeeper wiped his head and sweated, and his mind was filled with mucus. "Sir, I just passed by here and suddenly saw... Wait, Sir, look at that!"

What? Marquis Grandet was stunned for a moment, turned his head along the butler's pointing, and then was stunned and speechless.

Just in front of the reopening shop, beside Lin Taiping, who was smiling and watching the fun with a cup of coffee, a white wooden sign stood upright with a line of black characters written on it—
Chapter completed!