Li Shui glanced at the craftsman with praise: It's promising, I know I'll come to give me a face.

Li Shui coughed dryly and said to the craftsman: "Okay, I will go back and take a look now."

The craftsman wiped the sweat from his head and said to Li Shui: "The exiled immortal, now many people are looking forward to it and are surrounded by Shangjun's villa and refuse to leave. Is this... going to increase the yield?"

Li Shui was a little helpless and thought to himself: Is this a little over-acted?

He said vaguely: "Well, increase production, increase production."

The craftsman responded and turned around and was about to leave.

But Chunyu Yue stopped him.

Chunyu Yue and Li Shui have been fighting for too long. As the saying goes, the person who knows you best is actually your enemy.

And Chunyu Yue is the person who knows Li Shui best.

When he saw Li Shui's expression, he felt that Li Shui's voice was weak and he was unsure. He probably was looking for someone to act again, after all, he had acted too many such dramas.

So, Chunyu Yue said to the craftsmen with a smile: "I also want to see the grand occasion of the people fighting for purchases, is that okay?"

The craftsman was slightly stunned and said, "Yes, of course, it's OK. The people are all gathered outside Shangjun Villa. You all know as soon as you go out of the city."

Chunyu Yue twisted his beard and smiled: "Okay, then I'll go and have a look."

The other court officials also reacted.

They all smiled and said, "I want to go and see it too."

Li Shui was a little helpless: What did these court officials think? Even though I knew I didn’t care about face, I just tried to embarrass me. This has no lethality to me.

Li Shui shook his head, then secretly gave a wink at the craftsman, meaning that he would go back and prepare quickly.

The craftsman was a little stunned, as if he didn't understand what this meant.

He hesitated for a while and said to Li Shui: "Then... the villain goes back first?"

Li Shui nodded wildly.

Chunyu Yue said with a smile: "No, we will go back with you."

Li Shui: “…”

These court officials are really going to be mature.

Chunyu Yue and other ordinary ministers followed the craftsmen with a smile.

The craftsmen were a little anxious. After all, the old farmers who bought fertilizers were about to squeeze the gate of Shangjun Villa. If they went back a while later, they might be fighting.

But Li Shui seemed to be in a hurry at all. She had to stop and drink water, chat with the vendors on the side of the road, and ask how old the children who bought snacks were.

The craftsman is almost crying: Why is the banished immortal so calm?

Chunyu Yue and others sneered in their hearts. They had already made up their minds: Huai Guzi wanted the craftsmen to go back and inform them? There was no door, and I would stare at you tightly.

The journey that I could walk in a quarter of an hour before was slow and slow, and I walked for half an hour.

I arrived late and arrived at the gate of Shangjun Villa.

Li Shui looked up and found that there was no one.

The courtiers were snickering.

Chunyu Yue said with a smile: "Why are there no one here? Are those who come to buy fertilizers all made up by the exiled immortal?"

Li Shui sighed: "It seems that we are walking too slowly. These people are anxious and have left."

The court officials were slightly stunned: Can this... still come back from this angle?

At this time, the craftsman next to him scratched his head and said in confusion: "The people who bought fertilizers are not at the main entrance. The fertilizer factory is at the west gate, and they are all gathering there."

When Li Shui heard this, he felt happy and asked, "Is there really someone here to buy fertilizer?"

The craftsman was stunned when asked: "Yes... can this be fake?"

Chunyu Yue seemed to have not heard Li Shui and the craftsman's question, and also asked: "Is there really someone here to buy fertilizer?"

The craftsman was asked a little doubtful about his life: "Yes."

He looked at these court officials in confusion: What's wrong with these adults today? Are they all lost their memory?

Li Shui said to the craftsman: "Lead the way, let's go to Ximen immediately."

The courtiers arrived at Ximen in a mighty manner.

As soon as I reached the west gate, I saw a group of ragged people surrounding the gate, and it was so terrible that it was so scattered.

These people were shouting at the top of their lungs: "We want to buy fertilizer."

Chunyu Yue was still a little unbelievable, so he photographed the person outside: "Are you really going to buy fertilizer?"

The man was pushing hard inside, and when he heard someone asking, he felt very impatient. But when he turned his head and saw that Chunyu Yue was elegant and dressed neatly. He was obviously a noble man, and he was so scared that he was so scared that he pissed off.

He said respectfully to Chunyu Yue: "Yes, villain, villain wants to buy fertilizer."

Chunyu Yue asked puzzledly: "Didn't you hired by the exiled immortal for money?"

The man was confused: "Spend money? Hired?"

Judging from this person's appearance, he should not dare to lie.

Chunyu Yue became even more curious: "You don't know how effective this fertilizer is. You dare to buy fertilizer? If this fertilizer is not easy to use, the crops in a year will be over. Aren't you afraid?"

The man said, "Don't be afraid, because Mr. Fu Yao said that as long as you buy this newspaper, it is equivalent to buying a guarantee. If the fertilizer is useless, you must not only pay our fertilizers, but also pay our food."

Li Shui was stunned: "Newspaper?"

The man shook a piece of paper in his hand and said, "Yes, it's this thing. The villain only knew a few words, half-guessed and half-guessed, and he actually understood it."

Li Shui took the newspaper and looked at it, and was stunned: "This thing is really like that."

Immediately afterwards, Li Shui felt something was wrong again: "If you pay for farming, Mr. Fu Yao will be responsible for compensation?"

The man replied: "Yes, that's what the young master said."

Li Shui muttered a little in his heart: "This prodigal son is not afraid of ten thousand, but he is afraid of one. If something goes wrong with the fertilizer, how much will he have to pay?"

Li Shui said to the man with great concern: "Why did the young master tell you? Did you agree that only the production cuts caused by the fertilizer mistake will be compensated?"

The man said, "That's natural."

Li Shui immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "As long as there is no drought, flood, and locust plague."

In ancient times, these three disasters caused the most serious famine. The more important thing is that China is too big. If there is no disaster in this place, another place will cause disaster.

If Fu Yao really wants to pay full compensation according to the order, Shangjun Villa might have been emptied.

As a result, Li Shui had just finished sighing, the Guizhou Head took out two other sheets of paper and said: "This newspaper is about the three plagues of drought, flood, locust, and the price is two. This one is about disease, and it is also two. Buy one for a year. The villain gritted his teeth and bought one for each. Now he feels much more at ease."

Li Shui almost fainted: This...

Chunyu Yue sighed: "Young Master Fu Yao is really a kind person."

Someone sighed and said, "It seems that the exiled immortal still has a positive impact on Mr. Fu Yao."

When Li Shui heard this in his ears, he always felt that it was a sarcasm.

He said to the craftsmen around him: "Go and invite Mr. Fu Yao out."

When the craftsman was about to leave, Li Shui shook his head again: "Forget it, I'll go to see Mr. Fu Yao in person."

Li Shui hurriedly entered Shangjun Villa, and the courtiers followed him in.

Sometimes, the world is so strange. The people who came to buy fertilizers had already blocked the Ximen, but when they saw the nobles who were dressed in luxury, they immediately made way. After the nobles passed, these people blocked the door again.

Li Shui entered Shangjun Villa and soon walked to the fertilizer factory.

Fu Yao and Xiang Lizhu were busy inside. Li Xin stood at the door, leaning against the door frame, and eating wheat flowers with a smile.

Li Shui grabbed a handful of wheat flowers and asked Fu Yao: "I heard from the Qianshou outside that you promised to compensate them?"

When Fu Yao turned around and saw Li Shui, he was immediately happy: "Master is here? Don't praise me. My concentration is not as strong as my master, and I am prone to pride."

Li Shui: “…”

Where did you see that I want to praise you?

There are people everywhere now, so Li Shui naturally wants to give Fu Yao a face and cannot criticize him seriously.

So he asked with a smile, "Why do you agree to compensate those people?"

Fu Yao said: "Of course, they have let them get rid of their concerns. Only when they have no worries can our fertilizer be sold."

Li Shui said: "The truth is that, there is nothing wrong with this. However, if something goes wrong with their crops, won't we pay for it?"

Fu Yao smiled: "Master, don't worry, I have already calculated the calculations in private. We sold tens of thousands of newspapers. At most, three or two people would lose money. By then, the money earned by these tens of thousands of newspapers would be enough to compensate these unlucky people, and there would be a surplus."

"This is a three-killing thing. First, the people who lack crops have benefited from it. Second, we have made money. Third, we have won a reputation."

Li Shui was a little stunned when he heard this: Isn’t this insurance for later generations?

He asked Fu Yao: "Then... the so-called three plagues of drought, flood, and locust are the same routine?"

Fu Yao said, "Yes. Why don't we do it if we use the people's money to help disasters?"
To be continued...