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 lazily lying on the counter of the grocery store, stroking his fat pet cat 'Lao Hei', who was as fat as a pig, while squinting and thinking about whether he was going to do yesterday's business tonight.
The little maid I just bought has been 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. His attention was completely attracted by the girl beside the young man. When the girl's beautiful face burst into his eyes arrogantly, He Wanli suddenly felt a feeling that he had felt for half his life.
The illusion of living in vain.
It was so beautiful that He Wanli, who had never read much, could not accurately describe the girl's beauty. 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 can really rob this girl, he can even kill the fierce yellow-faced woman and all the concubines at home.
It was so beautiful that it was indescribable, so beautiful that it was 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, so He Wanli wisely gave 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 he dared to bring a stunning girl with him in a ghost place like Xiaoyaoji.
Whoever is running around either has a big fist or his father has a big fist.
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.
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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 to the top of his head. This grocery store was the most valuable among his family's few properties. Relying on the favorable location, Zhentian Shengwang's Palace often came to him to purchase daily groceries, allowing him to make a lot of money.
The bowl is full.
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 very fast. He Wanli, who had a middle-grade ninth-level cultivation, didn't 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. He had admired those who had their property taken away from them countless times with the pleasure of gloating.
The unlucky man cried bitterly on the street, but he never thought that such bad luck would happen to him.
Watching others being robbed, and being robbed yourself, is really a paradise and a hell. He Wanli has never known that this feeling is 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 anything else... is there any law of heaven?"
Just this month, on this street, three stores changed owners. But the size of those stores was at least ten times larger than He Wanli's grocery store. Both the person who robbed and the person who was robbed were behind him.
They are all powerful forces that He Wanli cannot afford to offend.
Those three stores are all big fat stores. Compared to Ho 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 and shivered along the alley at the back door to the street in front. His shop was forcibly bought. He Wanli thought about it for a while and decided to return to his old house at the foot of the mountain and his family.
Let's discuss what to do about this matter.
Thinking of the yellow-faced woman sitting in the old house, her fists bigger than Hai Wankou, and her cultivation level one level higher than his own, He Wanli felt a pain in the bones all over his body. Then he thought of the fat body all over the old woman's body.
, thinking about 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 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. The food, drink, and diarrhea of these people is a big problem, so Holy King's Mansion is responsible
There are a hundred butlers for these chores.
Wang Fu ranks at the top among the miscellaneous housekeepers of the Holy Prince's Palace. He is responsible for purchasing some rare and rare things for the young masters and ladies of the Holy Prince's Palace. For example, a beloved young master suddenly has a whim and wants to buy a few bottles.
A potion that turns a chaste and fierce woman into a slut; another example is that some young ladies feel that their skin has been rough recently and want to get some pearl powder to apply on their faces.
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 a 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 walked out of the Holy King's Mansion with a few servants
, Wang Fu almost burst into tears.
The eldest young master wants to roast a rabbit. 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.
Okay. 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 you want to roast a hundred rabbits like this, the firewood must fill at least a firewood shed. If it is ordinary firewood, it will not cost a lot of money. A low-grade spiritual stone can at least buy one.
Firewood for a hundred firewood houses. But thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum? A thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum piled up in a firewood barn...
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 he has to go through fire and sword, even if he has to empty his own pocket, he must complete this matter 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. He had been promoted to the general manager of the Holy King's Palace for more than three hundred years.
Well, over the years, he has made false accounts and false claims, and managed to save hundreds of thousands of high-grade spirit stones. It seems that he can't save it this time.
I hope that the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum bought for 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 them?
Want to roast rabbit?"
With a gloomy face and his mind filled with the shadows of countless spiritual stones of various sizes and qualities, Wang Fu walked slowly towards the nearest medicinal shop like a zombie.
Several servants looked at Wang Fu in surprise. On weekdays, when he was doing things for the young masters, didn't he run away quickly? Why was it that today it was as if his leg had been broken, and he had no energy at all?
Just a few steps out of the door, a low voice suddenly came from the side: "Butler Wang, you are here? Hey, hey, where are you going?" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature,