The Song Dynasty shocked the world by earning 100 million at the beginning

"No, no, no, it's not a one-time deal. In fact, I can be their agent!"

Liu Yuanhui was pacing in the room, thinking: "Hmm! What a great idea! Let's become a painting and calligraphy agent. From now on, I will be the number one agent in the literati circle of the Northern Song Dynasty!"

Tsk, sister, you are really my mascot, much more reliable than Li Tang!

Liu Yuanhui couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought about it!

But before that, the top priority is the Cuju exhibition competition!

Liu Yuanhui ate two steamed buns hastily and then came to the new Cuju venue.

Except for the stands, everything else is basically completed and the grass on the field has grown.

Liu Yuanhui called over the servants of Yuanhui's team and Butcher Zheng.

"Today, we start the elimination training of Yuanhui team!" Liu Yuanhui said to the servants, swinging the new product of "Yuanhui Cuju Hall", cowhide Cuju, in one hand.

Jia Dingmen looked at Liu Yuanhui quietly without making a sound.

Liu Yuanhui continued, "Those who pass the training and are not eliminated will become professional Cuju players, and their wages will be tripled! Those who lose will be rewarded with one tael of silver and go back to their old profession!"

Three times the salary just for playing Cuju?

Of course the servants hope to pass the training and are all eager to try.

"Now, run around this Cuju field. If you can still stand after twenty laps, you will pass! If you can't run or stop in the middle, you can go get a tael of silver and go back to Liu Mansion!"

Liu Yuanhui issued the order.

What’s so hard about just running?

The servants ran out one after another before Liu Yuanhui could start.

The area of ​​the new Cuju field is designed according to the modern football field. One circle is about 400 meters, and twenty circles is about 8,000 meters.

Although eight thousand meters is not too long in modern times, it was difficult for ancient servants who had just entered the amateur sports circle.

Three of the nine servants were eliminated in the end, and all the remaining ones had thigh cramps...

"Sorry, I forgot to teach you how to stretch and warm up, hehehehe." Liu Yuanhui whispered.

"Very good! Congratulations on officially joining Yuanhui Football Club! From now on, you will run twenty laps like this every morning! Then I will slowly teach you other Cuju techniques!"

Several servants almost fainted on the spot, but for the high reward, they gritted their teeth and went for it!

Butcher Zheng stood aside for a long time. This kind of training was naturally out of the question.

He walked up to Liu Yuanhui and said angrily: "Brother Liu, what should I do? Is it okay to wait until I lose some weight to run?"

Liu Yuanhui looked up at Butcher Zheng.

"Your training is to eat two extra meals a day and gain fifteen pounds!" After Liu Yuanhui finished speaking, he whistled and left.

Butcher Zheng wondered whether he had heard it wrong until the next day...

In the afternoon, Bailey brought four carts full of blank rice paper back to the "Yuanhui Cuju Hall", where Liu Yuanhui had been waiting early.

"Master, I brought you two hundred thousand pieces of rice paper and four carriages!" Bailey shouted at the door.

"Wait a moment." Liu Yuanhui was writing something without raising his head.

After a while, Liu Yuanhui handed the written "article" to Bailey.

"You go to Bi's Printing House and print 100,000 copies of this." Liu Yuanhui said.

Bailey's regular question mark face.

"Master, I don't know what you want to do, but how much silver do you have to give to Bi's Printing House for printing 200,000 copies?"

This young master really lived up to his reputation, he was such a waste!

Liu Yuanhui was fiddling with the Cuju products in the store and said to himself: "Don't worry, we don't have to spend a penny on printing."

Bailey felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Yuanhui glanced at Bailey and then said, "Because I bought Bi's Printing House."

Bailey almost fainted because he couldn't breathe, so he quickly pinched his vagina.

"Master, you did a great job!" Bailey said after a while.

"Of course!" Liu Yuanhui replied proudly.

After a while, Liu Yuanhui glanced at Bailey, who was sitting in front of the door and resting.

"I want to see 200,000 pieces of rice paper printed tomorrow morning. Time seems to be running out. If you can't finish it, I will make you look good..." Liu Yuanhui threatened Bailey gently.

"You want it tomorrow?!" Bailey quickly got up and drove to Bi's Printing House.

At this time, Liu Yuanhui was thinking about the players in the team filling their seats.

Including himself, Bailey, Zheng Tutu and all the outstanding servants in the house, there are still two players missing.

If it's too bad, it won't work. Where can I find something better?

"The Sa family didn't give me money when we had a drink. I forgot to bring money today! I'll bring it to you tomorrow!" The noise outside the door interrupted Liu Yuanhui's thoughts.

"The angry monk is causing trouble again!"

"Let's go and see the excitement!"

Passers-by outside the door ran in one direction.

Liu Yuanhui walked out of the shop and looked out, only to see several waiters dragging a monk diagonally across the street from the door of a restaurant.

The monk was burly, with half of his shoulders exposed, and a string of large Buddhist beads hung around his neck. At this time, he was dragging four waiters towards the door of the wine shop.

Liu Yuanhui stopped a passerby who was watching the excitement and asked about the situation. Only then did he find out that his name was Xing Ai and he was a monk from Xiangguo Temple.

On weekdays, he does not chant sutras, ring bells, or serve Buddha. He hangs out drunkenly on Bianliang Street all day long. He often ate Overlord's meals, and fought against the Khitan as a soldier in his early years. It is said that he saved the life of the abbot of Xiangguo Temple, so Xiangguo Temple indulged him in this way.

Liu Yuanhui smiled slightly after learning about it.

Then he picked up a new Cuju that was at hand.

"Powerful King Kong Legs!"

Cuju quickly rushed towards the back of Xing Ai's head.