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Chapter 530: Ming Zhou

street teahouse

Xu Qing was tired from walking, so he found a seat in the teahouse and sat down. He ordered a pot of tea and placed a few stacks of cakes to go with the tea.

There were only twos and threes of people drinking tea in the teahouse at this time. The teahouse here was not very elegant, and was only better than ordinary roadside tea stalls. It was just a resting place for tired peddlers and pawns.

But sitting on the table next to Xu Qing was a noble man wearing a brocade robe like Xu Qing, which was really rare.

The teahouse owner also has to be careful. He has a small business and he doesn't dare to neglect the distinguished guests.

Xu Qing sat here, sipping a sip of tea and eating a piece of cake.

The tea here is ordinary tea, and the pastries are ordinary square cakes.

What you drink here is not elegant and refined, but what you drink is the taste of human fireworks.

Xu Qing, who was drinking tea and eating cakes, couldn't help but think that it would be better if there was a woman in plain clothes and gauze dancing a sword in front of him while drinking tea.

It's a pity that these two beauties, one big and one small, are having a great time fighting in the guest room. It's too easy to get hurt by accident when you go in.

The little girl always wins less and loses more against Long Bing'er because of the age gap.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and after the Mid-Autumn Festival is the little girl’s birthday.

I really didn’t expect that the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is supposed to be a reunion with my family, would be celebrated in the remote Liuzhou.

Fortunately, although my family is not around, I still have a beautiful woman around me, so I am not too lonely.

Although Liuzhou is located in the southernmost part of Chu, it is an important trade route connecting Chu and Zhao. It can be said to be prosperous, and it is not as desolate as other border states.

It’s not a bad idea to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival here.

While Xu Qing was drinking tea, the man in a brocade robe sitting next to Xu Qing finished eating the cakes on the table and was about to reach for the money bag at his waist to pay, but he grabbed it empty.

Only then did he remember that because he was depressed today, he forgot to bring his wallet when he went out. Of course, he did not rule out the possibility that he hit his head on a tree when he went out and was temporarily in trouble.

Because the man in the brocade robe could not touch the money bag, his face suddenly became a little embarrassed. His hands were neither on the table nor on his lap. He looked embarrassed like a big girl...

This man who was extremely embarrassed because he couldn't get any money was naturally the third young master of the Ming family, Ming Zhou.

Mingzhou looked around, and when he saw the noble gentleman sitting on the table next to him, drinking tea, his eyes suddenly lit up. He stood up, mustered up his courage, and moved over step by step.

Xu Qing, who was having tea, looked at a man of his own age who suddenly appeared in front of him and asked, "Is there something wrong with this brother?"

Mingzhou thought for a while before summoning the courage to ask: "Does this brother want to make a lot of money?"

Xu Qing's eyes widened when he heard Mingzhou's words. This wording, this tone...

Why does it sound like a liar...

Mingzhou looked at the dazed Xu Qing and said, "Brother, I have an idea to make a fortune here. As long as you help me settle the bill, how about I sell it to you?"

Xu Qing looked at the serious man in front of him with some disbelief.

This liar actually deceived him, the dean of the National Business Academy?!

A way to make money by selling a meal for tea money...

It's better to tell yourself that he has a palm technique that falls from the sky and sell it to him for ten taels of silver...

Mingzhou looked at Xu Qing who was not moved at all and couldn't help but said anxiously: "Brother, the opportunity to make money is right in front of you, aren't you excited?"

Xu Qingcong finished the cake in his hand and said: "Since you have this idea, why don't you tell the teahouse owner and just waive your meal? Why do you need to come to me? What? You also need to find someone.

Destined person?"

Mingzhou scratched his head and said: "It doesn't matter whether you are destined or not, it only matters if you have money. The tea stall owner has too little money, but I think my brother is very rich."

Xu Qing looked at Mingzhou with more and more vigilance. Does this mean that if you want to cheat, you have to cheat for a lot of money?

hehe……

The deception is so clumsy, how could he, the dignified Marquis of Anding County, be fooled?

This is simply an insult to his intelligence!

As long as Xu Qing listens to this liar's nonsense, he will no longer have to hang out in the Chu Kingdom's Commercial Academy, and simply go to Zhao Kingdom to find a silly girl to live with...

Thinking of this, Xu Qing couldn't help but want to tease this liar, and asked: "I wonder what your method of making money is? I have to see if it is worth twenty-six cents, right?"

When Mingzhou heard that Xu Qing was interested, he immediately felt as if he had found a soulmate, his eyes sparkling!

"That's it." Mingzhou's eyes started to shine as soon as he mentioned the money-making business, and he sat directly next to Xu Qing and said: "The martial arts conference is coming soon, as long as Xiongtai sends people to find out the strength of the people who come to participate in the martial arts conference.

, open gambling boards all over Liuzhou, put the names of ten or eight heroes to bet on which of them will become the leader of the martial arts alliance, as long as the payout ratio is controlled well, and some people are sent out to guide the gamblers, no matter who is the leader of the martial arts alliance in the end

, Brother Tai will be more than 70% sure of making a big profit, there is no shortage of gamblers in Liuzhou City."

Xu Qing's eyes widened when he heard Mingzhou's words. He really listened to this... this method!

As long as we send out people to guide public opinion as we did when we were in the capital, it won't be a matter of minutes to make a lot of money?

However, the odds cannot be set as outrageous as last time. Now in Liuzhou, they do not have enough manpower to guide public opinion on a large scale.

Put five or six heroes or sects on one betting plate, open a few more plates, first bet on promotion and then bet on alliance leader, that's the arrangement!

Turns out this guy isn’t a liar?!

Mingzhou looked at Xu Qing, his face still full of excitement, and said: "How about it? Is this method worth a tea?"

Just when Xu Qing was about to agree, he suddenly stopped again. He didn't know much about martial arts and martial arts, and he didn't know anything about the martial arts. He couldn't send someone to investigate at this time, right?

The martial arts tournament is about to begin, and there is no time!

At this moment, Xu Qing looked at Ming Zhou. This man was so excited when he explained this method of making money. Could it be that he had already investigated all the major martial arts sects in the world?

If this can be deceived... ahem... persuade him to tell him...

Thinking of this, Xu Qing suddenly sighed and said: "Well, to tell you the truth, although my family has quite a lot of property, I know nothing about the martial arts sect. If I open the market rashly, there is still the possibility of losing money.

Even if it doesn’t matter…”

"How could we just forget about it? How could we just forget about such a good business?!"

When Mingzhou saw Xu Qing wanting to refuse, he quickly took out a few pieces of paper from his sleeves and said: "At this time, I spent two days and two nights writing the list of major martial arts in the world and the martial arts. The opportunity is in front of me.

Die, brother, you must never give up!"

Mingzhou is not afraid that he will not make money, but that the method he finally figured out will not be recognized by the world. As long as someone recognizes his idea, he will be happy. If no one recognizes his idea, he will feel uncomfortable.

Xu Qing looked at the content and detail written on the paper in his hand. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly slapped the table: "I, Xu Qing, will bet on this bet!"


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