Fantasy sign-in: Lao Tzu is rich

Chapter 14 Are prices so high?

Wen Shiwei was a little dazed when he got into the carriage again. Mr. Hai gave him two lines of help. The Baidao was the Megatron Escort, but he was taken over by someone, so he had to go to the underworld for help.

Just who is this rich ghost?Wen Shiwei encountered such ups and downs before he could show his ambitions. From the bottom of his heart, he felt that this rich ghost would be a trouble.

The carriage drove for a while, and came to a street with a bit of a strong smell. This time, Wen Shiwei got down first without waiting for the coachman.

This is a slum. There is a dilapidated plaque hanging on the gate of an ordinary courtyard, the poor mountain gang, and whoever pastes a few pieces of yellow mud on the plaque.

"Is there anyone please?"

The courtyard door was not closed at all, and the one-story house inside seemed very deep, and footsteps could be clearly heard from the door, but no one agreed.

Wen Shiwei became impatient this time, and took a few steps to the door and pulled it: "I said, are you local gangsters polite? If someone calls the door outside, you have to agree..."

There were about a dozen people in the room, all curled up in a corner and looking at the door in horror.

"Uh, are you from the Poor Mountain Gang?"

"No, no, the Qiongshan Gang disbanded a long time ago!"

"Huh? Disbanded? Where's one ear?"

"Don't ask us if you don't know!"

Wen Shiwei's eyes were sharp, and he saw that there was a waist card hanging on someone's waist, with the word "Qianshan" written on it in rough.

"You fucking! Playing me?"

Young Master Hai has paid a price for contacting these forces. Is this because he wants to eat nothing and not work?

Wen Shiwei picked up a person: "Speak! Where is one ear?"

"He died a long time ago, who doesn't know that, we really have no place to stay, so we can only come back here to live, the hero will give us a way out."

"His grandma's!"

It's not good to be a teacher!

"Who did it?"

"Wealthy ghost! The hero is from another place, right?"

Rich ghost again?Why are you doing it against yourself?I'll kill you sooner or later!

"You guys pack up and work with me, I need manpower!"

Wen Shiwei looked around, this place should be forgotten, if he doesn't lack money, he should find another place to be his hometown.

Dai Xianrou was facing two pulsating chest muscles and didn't know what to do.

"Mr. Mei, I'll give you a measuring stick to relax, you don't need to tense your muscles deliberately."

"Oh, I'm afraid that the clothes I made won't be convenient for me to move around, so I want you to see the dynamics of my muscles..."

After a while, Mei Gan assumed the pose of a thinker.

"Sir, I want to measure my arm."

"Well, I know, you see my two heads are so elastic, this posture can better reflect it."

Dai Xianrou left with a blushing face, and promised that Meigan would come back to make uniforms for the disciples of the Temple of Wealth once they had hired enough people.

When Zhao Ming walked in, Mei Gan was posing like Hou Yi shooting the sun, and the muscles on her back were twitching bit by bit.

"The boss really has great perseverance. He trains his body hard all the time. I admire him!"

"Oh? Master Zhao, tell me what's the matter?"

"It's like this. The doctor I asked someone to inquire about has some clues. It is said that there is a genius doctor in the Dragon Kingdom. He travels around and lives without a fixed place. It is fate to meet him. The last time he showed up was two hundred miles away from Wanjin City. Oak City."

"How is medicine?"

"Fantastic!"

"Chasing! Send someone to chase!"

"Uh, this miracle doctor is called Yuan Que, and he is all about resignation, I mean..."

"Bullshit fate! I have money and I have fate with him!"

Shot Zhao Ming 100 million: "Go pick out two disciples and give him a message. As long as my sister is cured, 500 million taels is a lot! This 100 million is a deposit!"

Zhao Ming is right when he thinks about it. If there is no fate, his boss has already spoken, so stop talking nonsense.

After a while, he personally selected two trustworthy disciples and rushed to Oak City to look for Yuan Que.

…………

In a dilapidated cabin in Oak City, a hale and hearty old man and a teenage half-old child were packing their luggage.

When I walked out of the room, I saw that there were people squeezed by the door. These people seemed to be poor people. They watched the old man silently without saying a word.

"Everyone, please go back. I should go. I have basically healed all the rich households in this city. I have used up all the money I earned to treat everyone. I have to live. I am going to the next one." The city is making money, and there may be people there who cannot be cured, everyone's fate is here, and there will be a period later!"

"kneel!"

With a huff, everyone knelt down, and the old man didn't look too much, and led the child to the distance on his own.

"I wish Master Yuan a smooth journey!"

This old man is naturally a genius doctor. His problem is that he has a weird temper. He treats you if you don’t like it, even if you don’t have money. No money, according to what he said, he has to eat too!

The two master and apprentice walked for less than half a day, when two fast horses came galloping outside the broken wooden house, the riders dismounted from the horses, but the horse fell to the ground, as if it was exhausted.

"Master Yuan! Master Yuan!"

"Master Yuan left early in the morning."

"Huh? In which direction?"

When the neighbor pointed, it turned out to be in the opposite direction of Wan Jin City.

"Hurry up! How can you sell a horse here?"

"I'm just keeping..."

The farmer looked at the back of the two galloping away on horseback, holding the 500 taels of gold in his hand, a little lost in thought.

…………

The gangs in Hujia Town are not limited to the Qiongshan Gang. They just say that the Qiongshan Gang is short of money and can be easily gathered.

Wen Shiwei was sitting in another relatively clean and tidy hall, drinking a big bowl of tea and spitting out some tea foam from time to time.

"That's the thing, now I'll give you time to think about it."

This is a gang called Black Snake Hall in the east of Hujia Town. The gang has an advantage in numbers. There are about a thousand people, most of whom work as coolies.

The hall master sat on the other side, the black snake tattoo on his arm was twisting non-stop as his fingers moved the two balls.

"1 taels to merge with my gang?"

"The master's family above me has an extraordinary background. In the future, in terms of money..."

"Did you know that it costs 1 taels to buy an ordinary life in Hujia Town?"

"Ahem... what? Are your prices so high?"

"That's not it, it's just the single-finger buying..."

The master of the Black Snake Hall is called Da Changchong. He is complaining, seeing which one of them and the rich ghost will earn hundreds of millions of dollars, but it is good for him. I have to buy gangs for 1 taels. I feel unbalanced.

"2 taels, it can't be higher." Wen Shiwei put down the tea bowl.

Although Da Changchong is unwilling, he can't match up with the rich ghost!

"Okay, I'll take care of you in the future!"

Wen Shiwei also heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that he has never done a single thing since he came to Hujia Town.

"Brother, just now you said that it costs [-] yuan to buy a murderer in this town?"

While handing out the two golden tickets, Wen Shiwei still couldn't help asking.