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Chapter 106 Ruyi Square

It was a very correct decision to leave the construction of the workshop to Lao Fang.

In just five days, a workshop that made Li Yi extremely satisfied had been built.

When it comes to building houses, all the men in the village are experts. Even the house they currently live in was built by themselves.

The workshop has been built. Now, all we need to do is purchase the raw materials and we can immediately start producing a new batch of Ruyilu.

Before that, Li Yi spent all the money he saved from renting the store on decorating the store.

The ground is uniformly paved with wooden floors, and the counter tables and chairs are also newly customized. On the walls around the counter, Li Yi personally drew several landscape and figure paintings. Of course, they all used three-dimensional painting methods, which are lifelike and eye-catching.

At the last glance, my eyes seemed to be sinking in.

If someone walks into the store, they will probably be stunned by these paintings at first sight.

Since I decided to take the high-end route from the beginning, I couldn't save money in these places. Even the porcelain bottles that hold Ruyi Dew are very exquisite and I spent a lot of money to buy them.

Seeing the money go out like water, I often see a look of pain on Lao Fang's face. If this business fails, the dream of a beautiful wife and a big house will never be realized again.

It is very possible that I will go back to two months ago overnight and continue to live a life of eating dirt...

After all, he has his share of Ruyilu's shares. Although he doesn't know what a "share" is, Lao Fang can still understand what my uncle said about his share of the money earned by Ruyilu.

"Uncle, have you decided on the name of the shop?" Lao Fang knew that making money was not something he was good at, so he changed the subject and said.

"This matter needs further consideration." Li Yi shook his head and said.

The name of a store is its signature. Once it is determined, it cannot be changed and the decision cannot be made easily.

Now, all the preparations are in place and everything is ready. All that is left is the name of the store.

"How about calling it Liushenfang?" Li Yi raised his head, intending to ask for everyone's opinions.

Lao Fang's face turned a little dark, and he really couldn't understand his uncle's love for the name "Liu Shen".

The little maid stood next to Li Yi. When she saw the second lady opposite giving her a look, she immediately said: "Uncle, I think it sounds better to call it "Ruyifang"."

"Ruyifang?"

Li Yi looked at Liu Ruyi opposite. This matter obviously had nothing to do with her, so why did she let her take advantage every time?

If Ruyilu becomes popular in Panorama Country in the future, and every big city has a Ruyifang chain store, will people think of Liu Ruyi or him?

No, no, this is a huge loss. Li Yi thinks it would be better to call it "Liu Shenfang".

Considering that she is his sister-in-law, naming the toilet water in this world Ruyilu has already given her a lot of face, and she will not give in this time.

"Ruyifang..." Lao Fang muttered the name, shook his head and said: "This name is not very good. We are doing serious business. Ruyifang, Ruyifang... sounds like a newly opened brothel in Fucheng.

Same."

Li Yi felt keenly that as Lao Fang opened his mouth, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became more subtle.

Clang…

This is the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

Feeling the two cold eyes behind him, Lao Fang couldn't help but shudder, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized why he had a vague feeling of something bad when he spoke just now.

His chest straightened out, his expression became solemn, he looked at Li Yi seriously and said: "Uncle, I suddenly feel that the name Ruyi Fang is very good. Since we sell Ruyi Dew, the name of the store must match. I

I feel that there is no more appropriate name than Yifang.”

Looking at Lao Fang who was speaking righteously, Li Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart. How could the iron-clad man at the beginning turn into such a virtuous man?

"I also think it would be better to call it Ruyifang." Liu Ruyi said with a smile.

Although it was up to Li Yi to make the final decision on what the store should be called, public opinion was obviously on Liu Ruyi's side. Li Yi was not in a position to act arbitrarily and looked up at them, "Are you really not considering Liushenfang anymore?"

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In order to fully promote democracy, the name of the store was decided.

That day, he and Lao Fang ordered a plaque in Fucheng. In order to further improve his style, Li Yi found all Wang Xizhi's calligraphy in the library. After digesting it, he found out "Ru", "Yi" and "Fang".

These three words were mentioned in person.

Of course, even if there is such a heaven-defying cheating device, and he only needs to copy it, he will not be able to reach the level of Wang Xizhi, but copying it 80-90% of the way is enough to scare many people.

At least the shopkeeper who made the plaque was shocked by the elegant cursive hand.

I have been running this ancestral shop for decades, made countless plaques, and seen many authentic works by famous artists. Under the influence of my ears and eyes, even though the shopkeeper is not very sophisticated in his writing skills, few people can match him in terms of appreciation.

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There are only three characters, which shows the depth of the writing skills. Without decades of effort, it is probably impossible to achieve.

This kind of skill is probably comparable to that of several great calligraphers in the world.

However, there is no one like that who has achieved what he is today without decades of hard work.

If the scholar hadn't been writing in front of him, he would not have believed that such wonderful calligraphy could have come from the hands of such a young man.

Li Yi was not surprised by the shopkeeper's shocked expression.

That was a calligraphy sage of a generation, Wang Xizhi, who influenced Chinese calligraphy for more than two thousand years. Can his calligraphy be average?

Of course, Li Yi was still very happy about the shopkeeper's insistence on not accepting his money.

Now is the time when the business is just starting. If you can save money, save money. The calligraphy sage is indeed well-deserved. Seeing the shopkeeper holding the piece of paper as if he had found a treasure, Li Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

When a new store opened, it was supposed to be publicity and marketing, but Li Yi was not in a hurry to do this. He was still somewhat confident about Ruyilu.

However, this confidence was shaken a lot on the first day the store opened.

For half a day, not even a bottle of Ruyi Dew was sold. A few people came into the store to take a look, but they heard that a small bottle of "Ruyi Dew" would cost one or two silver dollars. Before Li Yi could introduce Ruyi Dew,

function, he immediately retreated as if fleeing.

"Did I set the price too high?"

After half a day, even Li Yi began to doubt this.

One tael of silver is not a small amount for most people in Fucheng. Although it is not something that cannot be spent, it is not so luxurious that they can buy such a bottle of something whose purpose is unknown.

"Where are the rich people..." Li Yi sat at the counter and saw that he and the little maid were the only two people in the whole shop, and he couldn't help but cry in his heart.

The little maid sat at the table with her chin in one hand, looking out the door, looking at the passers-by in boredom. At a certain moment, two figures stopped in front of the door for a moment, and then walked in.

The little maid came to her senses, immediately stood up from the chair, and ran over.

"You two ladies, welcome to Ruyifang!" Shi Shiran saluted and said in a clear voice.


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