He Wanli walked out of his shop from the back door in disgrace.
The sky was bright and sunny, but He Wanli's mood was very gloomy.
An hour ago, he was lying lazily on the counter of the grocery store, stroking his pet cat "Lao Hei" who was as fat as a pig, while squinting and thinking about whether he should go to the store yesterday tonight. The little maid I just bought was groomed.
At this moment, a young man wearing an ordinary gown and acting like an ordinary person walked into his shop.
He Wanli didn't notice the young man at all at first. All his attention was attracted by the girl next to the young man. When the girl's beautiful face burst into his eyes arrogantly, He Wanli suddenly had the illusion that half of his life had been in vain.
It was so beautiful that He Wanli, who had never read much, could not accurately describe the beauty of the girl. He only had the urge to pull out the big scissors placed under the counter, stab the young man to death with a pair of scissors, and then take the girl back to be his wife. . If he could really rob this girl, he could even kill the fierce yellow-faced woman and all the concubines at home.
Indescribably beautiful, so tragic that He Wanli suddenly understood what it meant to bring disaster to a country.
But behind that young man was a strong man who was more than two feet tall, and his muscles were beating like a horned dragon, shining faintly in the sun, which made He Wanli wisely give up all unreasonable thoughts.
As a qualified grocery store owner, He Wanli stood up with a smile on his face and bowed respectfully to the young man - he knew very well that in a ghost place like Xiaoyaoji, he dared to take a stunning girl everywhere. The one who was running around either had big fists, or his father had big fists.
No matter what the situation was, He Wanli couldn't afford to offend him, so he asked the young man with a smile on his face very respectfully: "Sir, our old He family store has the best products among the dozen or so neighbors around here." This is the most comprehensive grocery store, whether it’s pearl powder from the sea in the east, Ganoderma lucidum cream from the mountains in the south, or cloud rabbit skins from the plains in the north, we have everything in stock here!”
The three goods reported by He Wanli are all rare goods that are rarely asked about. Until now, only the young masters and ladies of Zhentian Shengwang Palace across the door could afford these three high-value items. .
The reason why he quoted these treasures worth tens of thousands of gold was just to raise the value of his grocery store so that he could take the initiative when negotiating the price later.
But after the young man glanced at the store lobby, he threw a tips bag directly on the counter: "Your store is good, so I bought it. Give you some time, you can take away your personal I bought the items, the other waiters, servants and maids together.”
He Wanli's blood rushed straight to his head. This grocery store was the most valuable among his family's few properties. Relying on the favorable geographical location, Prince Zhentian's Palace often came to him to purchase daily groceries, allowing him to make a lot of money.
This is an old hen that keeps laying eggs. There is no way He Wanli will give up this shop.
So he righteously rejected the young man's request to buy his own store. Then he saw the strong man behind the young man with disheveled hair who looked like a wild man rushing over, grabbing his neck, picking him up, and covering his head and face. Just a few slaps on the face.
The strong man was very strong and fast, and He Wanli, who had a middle-ninth-grade cultivation level, did not see his movements clearly at all.
As a veteran who has lived in Xiaoyaoji for many years, after spitting out his thirteen and a half big teeth, He Wanli neatly agreed to the young man's conditions. He quickly wrote a transfer contract and signed his name. After stamping his fingerprints, he took the storage bag and asked a few waiters to help him pack up some personal belongings in the yard behind.
After working for more than half an hour, He Wanli left his shop through the back door with a deep sense of humiliation.
He didn't even check how many spirit stones there were in the storage bag. He only knew that his ancestral shop had been forcibly bought. Countless times, he had watched with schadenfreude as the unlucky ones who had their property taken away from them cried bitterly on the street, but he never thought that such bad luck would also happen to him.
Seeing others being robbed, and being robbed yourself, this is really a paradise and a hell. He Wanli never knew that this feeling was so uncomfortable.
Although this has always been the unspoken rule of Xiaoyaoji, strong men can plunder whatever they like, whether it is wealth or women, with their fists, but how could this happen to him
"My grocery store... You are all robbing such a small store. Is there any... Is there any law of heaven?"
Just this month, three shops on this street changed owners. But the size of those stores was at least ten times larger than He Wanli's grocery store. Whether it was the person who robbed or the person who was robbed, there were powerful forces behind him that He Wanli couldn't afford to offend.
Those three stores are all big fat stores. Compared with He Wanli's grocery store, it's just a skinny piece of pig skin. Is it interesting to rob his grocery store
"A country bumpkin comes out of nowhere... and robs such a small store. Are you so poor that you're crazy?"
He Wanli babbled, shivering along the alley at the back door and walking to the street in front. His shop was forcibly bought. After thinking about it for a while, He Wanli decided to return to his old house at the foot of the mountain to discuss with his family what to do about the matter.
Thinking of the yellow-faced woman who was in charge of the old house, her fists bigger than Haiwankou, and her level of cultivation higher than his own, He Wanli felt a pain in the bones all over his body. Thinking of the old woman's fat body and the slender waist of the little maid he just bought yesterday, He Wanli hated the young man who bought his own shop to his core.
While walking on the street, He Wanli suddenly saw an acquaintance.
Zhentian Holy King's Mansion is also considered a big force in Xiaoyao Mountain. The entire Holy King's Mansion has a large population, and there are hundreds of thousands of people living in the mansion on weekdays. Eating, drinking, and urinating is a big problem for these people, so there are a hundred stewards in the Holy King's Mansion who are responsible for these chores.
Wang Fu ranks among the top housekeepers in the Holy Prince's Mansion. He is responsible for purchasing some rare and rare gadgets for the young men and ladies of the Holy Prince's Mansion. For example, a beloved young master suddenly had a whim and wanted to buy a few bottles of potion that can turn a chaste woman into a slut; or several young ladies felt that their skin was a little rough recently and wanted to buy some. Get some pearl powder and apply it on your face.
Wang Fu is responsible for taking care of all the needs of these young masters and ladies. He will also present some interesting novelties to these respected young masters and ladies from time to time, so Wang Fu has some authority in the Holy King's Mansion.
Just now, one of the top ten most favored young men in the Holy Prince's Palace was tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and wanted to make some novel food. He said he wanted to use thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to make firewood and roast rabbits.
This kind of thing is too ridiculous. Thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is not too precious in the void spiritual world, but it is a good medicinal material after all. It is impossible to use this excuse to roast rabbits to get enough thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum from the medicine storehouse of the Holy King's Palace to use as firewood. burn.
So Wang Fu could only make a sad face, took the thousand pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones from the young master's hand, and went to the medicine shop outside to buy enough thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. When he led several servants out of the Holy King's Mansion, Wang Fu almost burst into tears.
The eldest young master wants to roast rabbit, and with his always generous style, everyone around him must have a share. One rabbit is definitely not enough. At least a hundred rabbits must be roasted to satisfy everyone. And these rabbits are definitely not the ordinary hares in the mountains and forests. They must be the middle-grade monster-level 'Fire Cloud Rabbit', 'Iron Fang Rabbit' or 'Wind Rabbit' to satisfy the young master's taste.
The only characteristic of these rabbit monsters is that they are at least twenty times larger than ordinary rabbits.
If one hundred rabbits like this are to be roasted, the firewood will need to fill at least a woodshed. If it's ordinary firewood, it won't cost much. A low-grade spiritual stone can buy at least a hundred firewood houses. But the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that fills a firewood house...
Even if you think about it, you know that a thousand middle-grade spiritual stones cannot even buy a fraction of these thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
But the eldest young master has spoken, and the eldest young master who ranks among the top ten most favored has spoken. Even if it means going through mountains of swords and fire, even if he has to empty his own pockets, he must make this matter a success for the eldest young master.
Touching the gleaming storage ring on his hand, Wang Fu seemed to see countless spiritual stones giving birth to beautiful little wings, and they flew away with a flutter. It has been more than three hundred years since he was promoted to the miscellaneous manager of the Holy King's Mansion. During these years, he has made false accounts and false returns, and managed to save hundreds of thousands of high-grade spirit stones. It seems that he can't keep it this time.
I hope that the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum bought with hundreds of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones can roast a hundred plump rabbits!
"I hate rabbits! Tomorrow, I must beat up Wang Fu, who is responsible for purchasing ingredients... Rabbits, damn rabbits, if this grandson hadn't bought more than 3,000 live rabbits yesterday, how could the young master think of wanting them? Roast rabbit?”
With a gloomy face and his mind filled with the shadows of countless spiritual stones of various sizes and qualities, Wang Fu slowly walked towards the nearest medicinal shop like a zombie.
Several servants looked at Wang Fu in surprise. Didn't he usually run away quickly when he was doing things for the young masters? Why is it that today it's like having a broken leg, no energy at all
Just a few steps out of the door, a low voice suddenly came from the side: "Butler Wang, are you here? Hey, hey, where are you going?"
(End of chapter)