The Tang Sword couldn’t reply: "This sentence is definitely about the Greenwater Beggar, Zhao Nongbao, who supposedly has a face covered in abscesses. Whether his surname is Zhao or not..."

Li Banfeng said: "Actually, he doesn’t know his real surname. Others keep asking him to check his reflection in a puddle, so he just started using Zhao as his surname, probably because of that?"

The Tang Sword remained silent, and everyone else said nothing.

This speculation was likely correct, since Li Banfeng also didn’t know his real surname.

Li Banfeng continued to look at the contract book of Greenwater Bay; starting from the defeat of Yuan Showu, Zhao Nongbao went through over a hundred battles.

He never lost.

The territory of Greenwater Bay kept expanding; according to the records in the contract book, Li Banfeng calculated once, one li of land being counted as one unit, Greenwater Bay had over thirty-one thousand units of land, besides the more than ten thousand units originally belonging to Beggar Bay, the remaining territory was all seized by Green Flower himself.

He was not only a fighter but also had a knack for business, transforming the poorest Beggar Bay in Puluo State into the wealthiest Greenwater Bay.

"Husband, what do you plan to do with these two contract books?"

Li Banfeng held the contract books and scrutinized them once more: "Send them to Greenwater Bay, sprinkle them with my blood, establish a paper contract, and bury them."

The Wine Gourd said: "Little brother, are you planning to become the Local Deity of Greenwater Bay?"

Li Banfeng nodded.

The Old Teapot tapped the lid of the teapot: "Greenwater Bay is a place of contention among heroes, the territory is not easy to defend."

Li Banfeng kept his eyes on these two contract books: "I can defend it, Green Flower had only Ninth Layer Cultivation back then, yet he defended it, why can’t I?"

The Old Teapot said: "Beggar Bay and Greenwater Bay are ultimately different."

The Old Teapot was right; not many would fight for Beggar Bay, but it was hard to gauge those who would come for Greenwater Bay.

Li Banfeng said nothing, the Tang Sword straightened its blade: "Master has more skills than Green Flower, I am willing to guard this territory with Master!"

The phonograph resounded with the rumble of war drums: "Husband, since you’re taking over Greenwater City, you should give yourself a good name."

Li Banfeng said: "No need to think, just call it Li Qi."

"Husband, isn’t calling it Li Qi too obvious?"

Li Banfeng said: "I am surnamed Li, but I don’t know my real surname. I claim to be the seventh, yet I don’t know if I have any siblings or not, so just call it Li Qi."

The phonograph pondered for a moment: "Alright, since both contract books are in Husband’s hands, this matter has no entanglements with Inner State. The name Li Qi resonates most with Husband, the position is most stable, Husband must choose a good place to bury the contract books."

The projector did have a suggestion: "I think burying it in the original place is best, the Greenwater Beggar’s residence is the most mystical place I’ve seen. Others struggle to find it; even if they find it, they can’t enter, and upon entering, they’d be lost."

"Not appropriate," Li Banfeng shook his head, "those who can find the place are not that few. He Jiaqing probably knows the entrance location, it’s just temporarily inaccessible,

this time it couldn’t be opened, doesn’t mean next time it won’t be, we must choose another location."

What place would be suitable?

Xiaoyao Lodge?

Hundred Joy Gate?

He still had various enterprises, two taverns, two tea houses, a silver shop, two dance halls, a film industry company, a play garden, a silk satin manor, and several factories...

All appeared decent, but on deeper thought, none were quite suitable. These two contract books are too crucial, those who covet them possess unimaginable means.

Li Banfeng asked: "Is there only one Unnameable Place in Greenwater Bay?"

The phonograph said: "This Little Servant can’t be sure."

Who can be sure?

After a long wait, the Portable Residence spoke: "Surely there’s more than one place; using the begging bowl should locate them."

...

On Painting Street, in Liu Baoge’s calligraphy and paintings shop, He Jiaqing was selecting a painting at the counter.

This calligraphy and paintings shop was well-known on Painting Street because mostly every shop sold paintings, but this shop sold treasures.

In Greenwater City, shops selling paintings were of two categories. One sold genuine artworks, whether masterpieces by renowned artists or fine works by common painters, they could be bought there, with clear origins and requiring contract books and promising ten times compensation if fakes were discovered; they sold credibility and reputation.

The other sold only fakes, making it clear that genuine pieces weren’t sold; there were fine replicas and shoddy lower-grade works, even many printed copies made from models. Though fake, each painting was clearly priced.

Treasure-selling shops were special, such as Liu Baoge’s shop, where the calligraphy and paintings were both real and fake; finding gold ore or just sand depended entirely on one’s eye for selection, and once a deal was made, money and goods were settled, with no claims afterward.

He Jiaqing picked a detailed painting of an old courtyard from the rack, showing a lady sitting in a side room, dressing before a mirror.

The shopkeeper Liu Jinbao, seeing He Jiaqing pick the painting, invited him to the back room, brewed a pot of good tea, sent other people away, and whispered, "Dear Guest Master, truth to be told, this painting is genuine."

He Jiaqing took a sip of tea and nodded: "I know, this is an authentic Hundred Flowers Fine Painting."

Liu Jinbao pondered a moment and asked: "Since you know the painting’s background, you should also know its purpose."

He Jiaqing nodded: "Romance and beauty, is there any man in the world who wouldn’t love it?"

Liu Jinbao nodded: "You’ve discovered a treasure; I’ve spoken plainly, name your price, I’ll accept whatever you offer."