Why do I say there is a business? This starts with the history of my store. My store is an authentic century-old store. It was handed down from my great-grandfather to my grandpa, and then from my grandpa to me.
Here, I don’t know where my great-grandfather got such a thing.
If someone sees a plaque saying "Midnight Breeze" on this plaque, that person only has seven days left. I will naturally dare to use God's will to fool him. And the real income of my store is just from this fool.
Just as the saying goes, if you don't open for three years, you can only open for three years if you open.
Just seven days ago, such a man came to my shop. Standing beside him were serious-looking bodyguards in black. I almost thought I was in the Matrix. Looking at that man again, he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, but his face was full of anger and his hands were full of anger.
The shining gold ring on the
I wish I could tie myself up with a dog leash made of gold. For this kind of person, you can tell at a glance that he is a nouveau riche. There are many such people in my store, and they just pretend to know how to buy one or two items.
Antiques are placed at home to decorate the cultural person.
I instinctively hate such people, so I don't like to talk to them much. Generally, such people are just rocks to look after, while I still lie on the table playing games.
But I heard the fat man say something intentionally or unintentionally: "Tell me, this store is really interesting and antique. Look at the plaque. It has a history of seven or eight hundred years at least. I didn't expect it to be only a dime."
The boss is the boss."
I'm not saying that I have a good temper, but there is no need to let the meat in my mouth fly away. I responded lazily: "You are a newcomer, but the store is still an old store."
The meaning of this statement is very clear. Although I am the new owner, the items in this store are all of an older age.
The fat man got excited and said without looking back: "The store is an old one, but it doesn't match the antique charm."
I muttered in my heart whether you, a country bumpkin, would understand, but I couldn't say this: "The boss can give me some pointers?"
The fat man got even more nervous. He fiddled with a Qing Dynasty porcelain vase on the cabinet, shook his head and said, "Hey, it's not that the layout of your store is wrong. It's just that this century-old plaque is inappropriate. It's really inappropriate!"
When I heard this, I had a premonition that this fat man was going to give me money, so I quickly changed my face: "Sir, why is my plaque inappropriate?"
"Midnight breeze! Where can I find a store with a name like this? Does it open at midnight? Are you crazy about money? Hahaha!" The fat man laughed with a big belly, and the two bodyguards beside him laughed in cooperation.
stand up.
Shitou clenched his fists beside me, as if he was going to kill these three thugs, but I raised my head to signal Shitou not to mess around: "This man taught you a good lesson, and he will chop up this plaque in a few days."
Firewood."
When the fat man heard this, he quickly said: "Don't worry, why don't I give you a hundred or so yuan for firewood and sell it to me?"
"This thing can't get into your
Eyes, let’s discuss it later.” I sneered in my heart, even if you, a fat man, chop me up, you can’t replace this plaque, it’s a hundred or so dollars!
"That's true." The fat man was lifted up high by me, and he couldn't open his face for a while, but he still looked back from time to time.
In the end, the fat man spent two thousand to buy a pair of jade ferrets. His face was filled with an expression of extreme pain, as if I had cut off a piece of his flesh. It's not that the fat man didn't understand the market, but that he knew it too well.
When the market went up, he knew that he had spent two thousand to buy a pair of jade braves worth twenty thousand, and he regretted not buying more things from me, a stupid young man.
When I was paying the bill, I almost choked the fat man when I said one sentence: "Sir, you spent 2,000 yuan to get a pair of jade Pixiu from me for 20,000 yuan, so don't show such a look on your face."
The painful expression on the fat man's face soon turned into an expression of constipation, and he said quickly: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no reason to recycle the items sold."
I snorted disdainfully and waved my hand: "I, Xuanyuan Tianming, am not going to snatch things from a dead person. Since you like it, I will give it to you for the price of two thousand, and treat it like I am buried with the dead person to accumulate virtue."
As soon as these words came out, the fat man's face suddenly darkened, and he pointed at me with his fat fingers that could not see the joints. He was speechless for a long time. The two bodyguards were really stupid. Before the master could say anything, they rushed towards me.
. The stones were very clean, and the two big men were knocked to the ground quickly with one punch and the other.
The fat man looked fat but was a coward. He pointed at me and asked tremblingly: "What do you want to do? In the bright world, do you still want to know whether you can win or not?"
I was happy, pretending to be a fairy, and said leisurely: "Brother is not talented, I don't have much ability. I have learned the ability to judge life and death and judge yin and yang since I was a child. You know this stuff, and you can't say too much about the secret of heaven.
I just want you to be kept in the dark and I don’t want you to die without knowing it. Since you have bought the things, taken advantage of them, and your own life is safe, then please!"
At that moment, I stretched out my hand and signaled Shitou to see the customer off. The fat man was not happy about this and stayed at my counter.
"Sir, it's wrong for my clerk to hurt two of your men. Why don't you give me a price and I'll pay for it." I know that this fat man is rich, but he is most afraid of death. Now I would rather believe that he has money.
He couldn't believe it, and he believed it even more since I didn't want his money.
"Hey, I said the shopkeeper doesn't wear clothes like this." The fat man didn't speak immediately, but spoke in a cryptic manner, seeming to still be dubious about me.
"Shitou took 20,000 yuan as medicine for these two people. As for the yin and yang matter, although Tianming is young, there are very few people who are blind, but this man doesn't believe it." I looked like I was going to drive them away again.
, the fat man was even more anxious.
"Excuse me, don't you believe me? In life, money is an external thing. How much do you think it will cost to save me from this disaster?" There is something in the fat man's words. I will make an offer immediately. Fat Man is iron-clad.
He will definitely turn against me and find trouble.
"It can't be solved. You have seven days left to live. You can take care of your own affairs." This thing is not something I can save just because I say it can be saved. As the saying goes, the King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch, so how can I keep you until the fifth watch.
"How can you believe in quack magic?" The fat man had begun to believe it, but his mouth was as hard as a duck's mouth.
"Of course I can't believe it. We still have to do business with this gentleman." The more the fat man said this, the more I drove him away.
"I believe it." The fat man began to relax.
"Then please prepare for the funeral." I shrugged my shoulders. I really can't do anything about this.
"I said you, a young boy, can't get enough of it, right?" The fat man got angry and started to get angry.
"The person next to me is the one who doesn't get the oil and salt. I get the oil and salt. It's just God's will."
"Okay, okay! Boy, I don't believe you can kill me with just one word. What if I can't die?" The fat man became anxious when he saw that I wouldn't let go.
"Let's do this, let's see how much my store is worth." I felt happy when I saw the fat man took the bait.
"Don't tell me there are eight million here, what?" The fat man narrowed his eyes and said that the price was right. This guy must be a master of antiques.
I laughed, pointed at my store and said, "How about we make a bet. You give me two million first, and if you don't die in seven days, this store will be yours."
The fat man didn't say anything. He just thought about it and agreed, but it had to be notarized.
Of course I don't care. What should I be afraid of when you are about to die?
We immediately went to the notary office and made a contract. The general content was: Fatty gave me a check of two million to buy my century-old store, including all the antiques in the store. However, the authority of this store cannot be handed over until seven days later.
Fatty, if Fatty dies suddenly in seven days, the store will still be in my name.
The fat man read the notarized contract at least 800 times, and asked me to add it 7,000 times before he was satisfied until all the loopholes he thought were filled. I suddenly regretted making this fat man’s money.
You little devil, this guy is a fat, annoying pig, but for the sake of two million, I think I can still bear it.
The contract was fair, and Fatty could no longer hold back his desire to make a net profit of six million in seven days. All the seven-day life span was forgotten. At this time, I was already very calm. Nothing can be more satisfying than money.
I feel at ease.
The two hit it off immediately. The fat man was about to sign the contract when he put up his pen, but I suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"
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