Chapter 114: Wealth, Prosperity and Destiny (Please subscribe~~)
Early morning.
The sun is shining.
All things revive.
Simu was wearing a set of yellow cassocks, yawned and stretched his waist, pushed open the wooden door, raised his head and looked forward, and he suppressed the unfinished yawn, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
But in the bamboo forest ahead, a strong man with a body like a brown bear was sitting in front of a stone table, holding a teacup a little bigger than his finger, drinking tea cup after cup.
The four eyes felt that even if this guy was holding a teapot and drinking heavily, it would be more harmonious than the current scene.
"Good morning, Uncle Master!" Qin Yao said with a smile as he put down the tea cup brought by the little Taoist priest.
“Ah, morning, morning.”
My eyes looked like I had just woken up from a dream, and I hurriedly said, “My eldest nephew, do you want to see me for something?”
"The main thing is to ask my uncle if he has encountered any difficulties in his work. If so, my nephew can also do his best." Qin Yao stood up and said.
With four eyes, he shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, everything is as planned."
Qin Yao: "That's good... Can I take the liberty to ask, let's How far is the plan going?”
Shimu coughed slightly: “I’m currently trying my best to win over Qianhe and Xu Jiping… Having said that, eldest nephew, do you have to give it to me first? Some start-up capital? It’s no longer what it used to be. What everyone loves more is money to build a team for you. Can’t you let me pay for it myself?”
“Uncle, can you? You can't think like this." Qin Yao said seriously: "You are the future elder of the punishment hall, and the team we have built now is to prepare you for taking power."
Four eyes: "..."
You are a master uncle and I am a child, so easy to fool.
Seeing that he was rolling his eyes, Qin Yao suddenly changed the subject: "Of course, your last sentence is very reasonable. Fighting for the rights in the punishment hall is the responsibility of our entire Yizhuang clan. Responsibility cannot just require you to pay.”
As he said that, he took out the remaining silver notes stolen from the warlord Liu Dalong and delivered them to his eyes: "This is the first batch of funds. You must use them wisely, Uncle Master."
If you want a horse to run, you must first feed it.
Anyway, the money came easily, so Qin Yao had no regrets about giving it up.
Smelling the smell of silver paper, my mood immediately improved. I happily took the stack of banknotes and thought to myself: I must use it on the edge of a knife...
Your teacher Uncle, I am the blade!
The two generations, each with their own thoughts, looked at each other and smiled, feeling that they had earned something.
The only one who got ripped off, Marshal Liu, knew nothing about it!
"When do you expect to capture Master Qianhe and Master Xu?" Shao Qing, Qin Yao asked softly.
Simu: "It's hard to say... After all, if you stand on our side, it is equivalent to openly being an enemy of senior brother. It is not easy to make a decision."
"Trouble. Master, please help me make an appointment with Master Qianhe and Master Xu, and tell them that I will treat them to dinner at the restaurant at the foot of the mountain." Qin Yao said with a smile.
My eyes blinked, and I couldn't help but feel a little worried.
When the time comes, this eldest nephew will not put a gun on the heads of the two brothers and ask them which side they stand on, right?
With his domineering and strong character, Zhenbao would not allow this possibility...
Evening.
At the foot of Maoshan Mountain.
Taverns in town.
Qin Yao, dressed in a black suit, sat at the square table in the center of the lobby, with a straight waist and amazing momentum. Not far away, the pretty boss lady slapped the shrinking waiter on the back and whispered: " The tea is cold, hurry up and pour some hot water." The waiter's legs went weak, and he frightenedly picked up the hot water kettle by the stove and walked to Qin Yao: "Sir, the water is cold, can I pour you a cup of hot water? ”
Qin Yao: "..."
From the moment he entered this restaurant, the water glass in front of him had the buff of unlimited refills. He really couldn't drink so much water, so No more toasts, but this happened again.
At first he thought it was because the waiter was being polite, but later when he found out that the waiter was only doing this to him, he vaguely guessed the reason.
I have to say, ever since my body became like this, I see smiling faces wherever I go, and I have never encountered the overused plot in novels: dogs look down on people...
"Master's nephew." While he was in his reverie, Si Mu, dressed in regular clothes, led two middle-aged men into the restaurant and shouted loudly.
"Master Simu, Master Qianhe, Master Xu." Qin Yao stood up and walked to the door.
"Master Nephew Qin."
"Master Nephew."
Qianhe and Xu Jiping looked at Qin Yao with a trace of scrutiny in their eyes, but they did not dare to It was obvious that he had gone through a lot of coaching.
Qin Yao smiled and called the three of them to sit down. The waiter holding the teapot hurried over and poured tea and water for the three of them.
"I haven't been here for a while, why have you become more diligent?" Simu asked with a surprised look on his face.
Seeing Qin Yao's eyes glancing over, the waiter's heart trembled violently, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and he was speechless at all.
"Okay, get ready to serve." Qin Yao waved his hand and said.
As if he had received an amnesty, the waiter turned around and ran away. When he came to the kitchen, he was kicked hard by the landlady and called a coward.
"I heard from Si Mu that nephew Qin is doing a lot of business?" Taoist priest Qianhe took the initiative to chat while waiting for the food and wine to be served.
Again, the Taoist priests in Jiu Shu's world are not as aloof or even aloof as in Xianxia novels. The main motivation for most Taoist priests to cultivate Taoism is to get food.
So when they met today, Chizuru naturally started talking about business.
"There is a Tiandi Bank in the township, which does business of humans and ghosts; there is a building in the capital, which does department store business, which is pretty good." Qin Yao said with a smile.
Qianhe was immediately envious when he heard this.
I don't envy Qin Yao, but I envy Lin Jiu.
We have been brothers for so many years. Even if we don’t contact each other often, Qianhe has heard that Uncle Jiu was guilty of ‘leaking money’ and was so poor that he didn’t even have a decent house. He could only rely on Focus on people looking at Yizhuang.
Now it seems that Uncle Jiu has long since escaped poverty and become rich, and can concentrate on practicing Taoism.
"Where are the two uncles getting food now?" Qin Yao asked after he finished speaking.
Qianzhe said helplessly: "I rely on a little reputation to make a living, go to funerals, escort corpses, catch ghosts, eliminate demons, exorcise evil spirits, perform rituals... As long as someone gives me money, I will do it."
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Xu Jiping smiled slightly: "I'm not like Qianhe, who has a group of apprentices to support me. One person is full and the whole family is not hungry. I usually travel around and just eat a bite."
As he said this, wine and food were served. , Qin Yao personally poured wine for the uncles, and then raised his glass and said: "Uncles, one of us will go."
The three uncles were very considerate, picked up the wine glasses, and drank it all in one gulp. ...
After three rounds of drinking, Qin Yao's interest seemed to be high, and he opened his mouth: "When I was wandering around the world, I met a traveler named Fang Laodao, who defrauded me of eighteen taels of silver and gave me a grant. Fate is called wealth and good fortune. I originally thought these four words were describing myself, but later I discovered that things are not that simple..."
(End of Chapter)