He Wanli and Wang Fu are old friends. His family owns a grocery store, and although the store is small, the goods they stock are all high-end gadgets. Wang Fu often bought things at He's old store, and every time He Wanli would increase the price of the goods sold to him by half a percent, and more than half of the half-percent spirit stones would fall into Wang Fu's pocket.
The two of them cooperated tacitly, and this kind of transaction had been going on for decades, so He Wanli knew that when Wang Fu looked gloomy, he must have something on his mind. As the general manager of the Holy King's Mansion, when Wang Fu has something on his mind, it is definitely when he is short of money.
He called Wang Fu, and Wang Fu turned his head, glanced at him, waved his hand listlessly, sighed, and continued to drag his steps towards the medicine shop.
He Wanli rolled his eyes, hurriedly stepped forward, and grabbed Wang Fu's sleeve: "Manager Wang, the weather is not bad today, why don't you go to Yang Fuchun on the street in front for a drink? We want to meet again in the future. , but it’s difficult.”
Wang Fu shivered. He looked at He Wanli and frowned and said, "Is that what you said? I was going to your old He family store in two days, and some of Miss Third's maids said, I got some from you last time. The saltpeter powder made from Purple Rose is very easy to use, I’m about to buy dozens more kilograms.”
With a dry laugh, He Wanli shook his head and sighed: "That shop has changed owners. Hey, look at my teeth!"
Opening his mouth, He Wanli exposed half of his big teeth and his smooth gums. A strong smell of blood forced Wang Fu to raise his head back. He rolled his eyes and grabbed He Wanli's shoulders: "You were kicked out? Hey, I'm surprised. Who doesn't know about the friendship between me, Wang Fu, and you, Lao He? Who dares to be so bold and touch your property at the gate of my Zhentian Holy Prince's Mansion?"
In an instant, Wang Fu thought of many, many thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that could roast a hundred big rabbits, which would definitely make him bankrupt. He must find a way to make up for this loss.
Now the opportunity has come. If he can help He Wanli regain the shop, why should He Wanli express his gratitude? This is an income.
As for those people who robbed He Wanli's shop, Wang Fu felt that he should squeeze all the oil and water out of the bones of these people. He believed that he could squeeze every last fragment of spirit stone out of their bodies. With the Holy King Zhentian's Palace as the backstage, he could definitely do this.
"Okay, I'll help you make the decision on this matter. Lao He, just wait here. I'll go and vent your anger after I finish what I'm doing." Wang Fu patted He Wanli's shoulder hard and lowered his voice. He said in a loud voice: "Just wait for me for half an hour. I will finish my work and come to you immediately."
Fearing that He Wanli would run away in this half hour and lose an opportunity to make up for his losses or even make a fortune, Wang Fu simply asked two servants to guard He Wanli while he quickly ran to the medicine shop. passed.
He Wanli knew exactly what Wang Fu was thinking. He stood under the wall next to the main entrance of the Holy King's Mansion with his two servants and looked at his shop hundreds of feet away with a lot of resentment.
In the grocery store, Yin Xuuge shook He Wanli's transfer contract and threw it into the ring. He walked around the inside and outside of the store. It turned out that the waiters and maids in the grocery store were looking at him tremblingly. Whenever he walked past them, they did not dare to look up.
These waiters and maids are all mortals, without any level of cultivation. In Xiaoyao Mountain, they are just cattle and sheep left to be slaughtered. If they meet a kind-hearted master, their life will be very smooth. For example, He Wanli, although he is a little lecherous, he is pretty good in other places. At least he never withholds his salary and occasionally gives some rewards.
But if there is a ruthless owner, such as the owner of the jewelry store next door, their store will be replaced every now and then, and they can often hear the screams of the maid coming from the backyard next door.
They were all afraid that Yin Xuuge was that kind of cruel and ruthless person, and then they really wouldn't be able to survive.
Carrying his hands behind his back, he walked in and out, and walked around the courtyards on the left and right. Yin Xuege nodded and waved to the waiters and maids: "Clean all the furniture in the house. In the warehouse, get some new sets of bedding to put in each room."
Looking at the silent waiter and maids, he waved his hand generously: "Whatever your salary was before, when you come to me, it will be doubled. Well, I am too lazy to take care of these chores. Every month's salary, Youquan , that is, your female boss is responsible for paying your salary."
The waiter and the maids' eyes lit up at the same time, and they all bowed to Yin Xuege.
It seems that this boss is not difficult to serve, and a boss who can take the initiative to increase salary is a good boss no matter how you look at it.
In the shop, Bai Yuzi pulled a hair off her tail, dipped it in some ink and cinnabar, and awkwardly drew a fat crimson parrot on a blank canvas. With great difficulty, he put his paws on the cover and wrote three small words - Parrot Shop!
Youquan ordered the tall and powerful tiger barbarian to take down the original guise and plaque of He's old store and throw them into the garbage dump, and put up the guise made by Bai Yuzi himself. The breeze blew, and a fat red parrot swayed on the cover.
He Wanli's shop used to be a grocery store, so naturally there were all kinds of messy goods in it.
Youquan found a few wooden boards made of ten thousand-year-old agarwood from the warehouse. He chopped them casually with his small hands and made a thick and simple plaque. Bai Yuzi stretched out his claws and carved on the iron-hard agarwood for a quarter of an hour. He carved the four characters "Parrot Old Shop" on the eight-foot-wide plaque. Under these four characters, It's a line of very rude small words 'arranging all kinds of goods'!
"That's a bit loud." Youquan looked at the words 'arranging all kinds of goods' and frowned: "There are a lot of goods, but we don't have them."
"It's okay!" Bai Yuzi grabbed the plaque carelessly and hung it on the door. He turned his head and looked at his masterpiece, and said with satisfaction: "Whoever dares to come to the door to find goods we don't have is deliberately causing trouble. Yes, just beat him up and throw him out. Or we can say, because we don’t like him, we have those goods, but we won’t sell them to them, then beat him up and throw him out!”
Youquan thought for a while, patted the dust on his hands vigorously, and nodded with satisfaction: "That's no problem. Do you want to be beaten and thrown out? Humanzi, you want to be our apprentice, this beater I’ll leave the matter to you.”
With a wave of his hand, a copy of the Buddhist Powerful Vajra Magical Power flew out lightly and hit Humanzi right in the face. Youquan squinted his eyes, put his hands in his sleeves, and said with a gentle smile: "You have practiced Buddhist Arhat Boxing, try this powerful Vajra power. If you need any auxiliary medicine, just look for this parrot."
Humanzi took the secret code that Youquan threw out. He flipped through the first two pages and became deeply immersed in it.
Compared with the Buddhist Arhat Demon Subduing Fist he is currently practicing, this powerful Vajra magical power is more than a thousand times more powerful? What's more important is that the method of practicing such a powerful Buddhist body-building power is very simple, which is just suitable for a tiger barbarian with a weak brain and a body full of flesh.
He knelt down on the ground and kowtowed seventeen or eight times to Youquan, making the ground bang. He straightened up, glanced at Youquan innocently, and said angrily: "I obey, Master... Well, what should we call our master?"
Youquan's face turned slightly red, and he turned around and walked into the shop.
Bai Yuzi landed on Hu Barbarian's head, messing up his long hair. He leaned close to his ear and said mysteriously: "Your master, our boss, you can call him Mr. Yin. Even if he is a Mu Taoist, I have no objection to calling him my biological father... I say, big guy, our parrot shop must have unique products... Where did you get those whips?"
Humanzi was refreshed, jumped up, grabbed Bai Yuzi and sat on the threshold of the store, lowered his voice and communicated with him furtively.
One person and one bird smiled secretly, very happily, and very meanly.
The waiter and the maids were busy cleaning in the backyard. Youquan directed them to decorate the room according to his own wishes. Yin Xuege put on a very old-fashioned light brown double-breasted coat. The robe was decorated with money patterns of the sky and the earth. She stood behind the counter holding a small teapot, looking at the street helplessly, and It is in the direction of the wall of the Holy King's Mansion.
The man in black remained in the Holy King's Mansion and did not move. He only occasionally moved around a small area in the Holy King's Mansion.
Yin Xuege didn't dare to use his spiritual consciousness to spy on this person. There were countless restrictions inside and outside the Holy King's Palace. He didn't know how powerful this shocking Saint King's Zhentian Mansion was. What if he provoked something terrible? For masters, that is another big trouble.
Now that the man in black has entered the Holy King's Mansion, Yin Xuege is not in a hurry. He can wait outside slowly and follow him to slowly dig out the people behind him. There are hundreds of millions of people in the God's Land. He can't always carry these people with him, right
Moreover, even the cave they used to host the people in the Land of Gods was stained by the Styx water spilled by the Youquan. The cave and the man in black were always together, and he could not escape the feeling of the Youquan.
Picking up the teapot, putting it to the spout and taking a sip of the hot fragrant tea, Yin Xuuge saw He Wanli walking over with a malicious smile, surrounded by Wang Fu and several servants. .
"Parrot Shop? Hey, handle all kinds of goods? Ha, what a big tone!" He Wanli stood at the door of Parrot Shop, looked at the small words on the plaque, and smiled at Wang Fu: "Butler Wang, I am the He family The old store has been open for so many years, but it still doesn't dare to say that it handles all kinds of goods! This guy dares to make such big claims, where do you think he comes from?"
Wang Fu squinted his eyes, looked at Yin Xuuge with a condescending air, and shook his head gently.
"It doesn't matter how old you are. Brother He, if you have this tone, I will help you get rid of it."
(End of chapter)