He Wanli walked out of his shop through the back door with a disgraced face. ， The sky was sunny, but He Wanli's mood was very gloomy.
An hour ago, he was lazily lying on the counter of the grocery store, stroking the pet cat Lao Hei, who was fat and fat like a pig, while squinting and wondering if he was going to comb the little maid he just bought yesterday tonight.
At this moment, a young man dressed in an ordinary caftan and his gestures were no different from ordinary mortals walked into his shop.
He Wanli didn't notice the young man at first, and his attention was all attracted by the girl next to the young man.
When the girl's beautiful face brutally broke into his eyes, He Wanli suddenly had the illusion that he had lived in vain for half his life.
It's so beautiful, He Wanli, who hasn't read much, can't accurately describe the beauty of the girl, he only has the urge to pull out the big scissors placed under the counter, stab the young man to death with scissors, and then snatch 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 in the family.
It was indescribably beautiful, so beautiful that it was miserable, and He Wanli suddenly understood what it meant to dump the country and the water.
But behind the young man, a strong man who was more than two feet tall and whose muscles were beating like a dragon and shining faintly in the sunlight made He Wanli very wise dispel all thoughts of non-separation.
As a qualified grocery store owner, He Wanli stood up with a smile on his face, and respectfully saluted the young man, he knew that in a ghost place like Xiaoyaoji, the one who dared to take a stunning girl around was either his own big fist or his father's big fist.
Whatever the case may be.
He Wanli couldn't afford to provoke him, so he smiled all over his face, and asked the young man very respectfully: "Guest officer, our He family's old store, but there are more than a dozen grocery stores in the neighborhood with the best and most complete goods, whether it is pearl powder in the sea in the east."
Or the Ganoderma lucidum cream in the mountains in the south, or the cloud rabbit skin on the plains in the north, we have stock here."
The three goods reported by He Wanli are all rare goods that are rarely asked about on weekdays, and all along, these three high-value items can only be bought by the young masters and young ladies of the Heaven-Shaking Saint King's Mansion diagonally across the door.
The reason why he quoted these treasures worth 10,000 gold was just that he wanted to be too high in the value of his grocery store, so that he could take the initiative when bargaining later.
But the young man glanced into the lobby of the shop.
Directly threw a bag on the counter: "This store of yours is good, so, I bought it."
Give you a little time, you can take your personal belongings with you, and I bought the other shopkeepers, servants, and maids together. ” He Wanli's blood rushed straight to the top of his head, this grocery store, but his family did not have many industries.
One of the most valuable ones.
Relying on the geographical advantage, the Earthquake Saint King's Mansion often came to him to purchase daily groceries.
Let him earn a lot of money.
This is an old hen that keeps laying eggs, and He Wanli can't give up this shop.
So he politely refused the young man's request to buy his own shop, and then he saw the strong man behind the young man who looked like a savage rushing over, grabbed him by the neck, and slapped him in the face.
Strong men are strong and fast.
He Wanli, who has a middle and ninth grade cultivation, didn't see his movements clearly at all.
As an old fritter who has lived in Xiaoyaoji for many years, after spitting out thirteen and a half big teeth, He Wanli agreed to the young man's conditions cleanly, and he quickly wrote a transfer deed, signed his name, and stamped his handprint. took over the storage bag, and beckoned a few juniors to help him clean up some personal belongings in the back yard.
After working for most of the hour, He Wanli left his shop from the back door with a deep sense of humiliation.
He didn't even check how many spirit stones were in the storage bag, he only knew that his ancestral shop had been forcibly bought.
Countless times he had admired the unfortunate people who had been robbed of their property on the street with the pleasure of schadenfreude, but he never thought that such an unfortunate thing would also come to his head.
Watching others being robbed and being robbed of oneself, this is really a heaven and a hell, He Wanli never knew that this kind of taste was so uncomfortable.
Although this is the unspoken rule of Xiaoyaoji, the strong can wantonly plunder everything they fancie, whether it is wealth or women can use their fists to plunder, but how could this kind of thing happen to him "Lao Tzu's grocery store, you all grab such a small shop, is there any Tianli Wang Law?"
Just this month, on this street, three shops changed owners.
But the scale of those stores is at least ten times larger than He Wanli's grocery store, whether it is the person who robs or the person who is robbed, behind him is a big force that He Wanli can't provoke.
Those three stores are all big fat, compared to He Wanli's grocery store is a thin pigskin, is it interesting to rob his grocery store "Where did the hillbilly come out of nowhere, such a small shop is robbed, are you crazy poor?"
He Wanli chattered, and walked trembling down the alley at the back door to the front street.
His shop was forcibly bought, He Wanli pondered for a while, but decided to return to his old house at the foot of the mountain and discuss with his family what to do about it.
Thinking of the yellow-faced woman sitting in the old mansion, thinking of her fist bigger than the mouth of the sea bowl, and her cultivation that was one grade higher than himself, He Wanli felt a pain in his bones.
Thinking of the fat meat all over the old woman's body, and thinking about the slender waist of the little girl she just bought yesterday, He Wanli simply hated the young man who bought his own shop to the core. was walking on the street, He Wanli suddenly saw an acquaintance.
The Heaven-Shaking Holy King's Mansion is also a big force in Xiaoyao Mountain, and there are many people in the entire Sacred King's Mansion, and there are hundreds of thousands of people living in the mansion on weekdays.
The eating, drinking, and Lazar of these people is a big problem, so there are a whole hundred stewards in the Holy King's Mansion who are in charge of these chores.
Wang Fu ranked first among the miscellaneous housekeepers of the Holy Palace, and he was specially responsible for purchasing some rare and rare things for the sons and ladies of the Holy Palace.
For example, a well-loved young master had a whim and wanted to buy a few bottles of potions that could turn a chaste martyr into a slut and a lewd baby; For example, a few young ladies feel that their skin has been a little rough recently, and they want to get some pearl powder to paint their faces.
Wang Fu is responsible for all the needs of these sons and young ladies, and he will also offer some interesting novelties to these respected sons and young ladies from time to time, so Wang Fu has some authority in the Holy Palace.
Just now, a young master in the top ten of the Holy King's Mansion was tired of eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and wanted to get some novel food, saying that he wanted to use the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum to make firewood and roast rabbits to eat.
This kind of thing is too ridiculous, the thousand-year-old Lingzhi is not too precious in the Void Spirit Realm, but after all, it is also a good medicinal material, and it is used to roast rabbits, and this kind of excuse is simply impossible to propose enough thousand-year-old Lingzhi from the medicine warehouse of the Holy King's Mansion to be burned as firewood.
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Therefore, Wang Fu could only make a bitter face, took the light thousand medium-grade spirit stones from the eldest young master's hand, and went to the medicinal herb shop outside to buy enough thousand-year-old Lingzhi.
When he walked out of the Holy King's Mansion with a few family members, Wang Fu almost cried.
The eldest young master wants to roast rabbits to eat, with his always bold style, those people around him must have a share.
One rabbit is definitely not enough, at least a hundred rabbits need to be roasted to keep everyone fed and fed.
And these rabbits are definitely not ordinary hares in the mountains and forests, they must be medium-grade demon beast-level fire cloud rabbits, iron-toothed rabbits or wind rabbits to satisfy the taste of the eldest young master.
The only characteristic of these rabbit demon beasts is that they are at least twenty times larger than ordinary rabbits.
If such a hundred rabbits want to be roasted, this firewood must at least fill a firewood room.
If it is an ordinary firewood, it will not cost a few dollars, and a low-grade spirit stone can buy at least a hundred firewood for a firewood house.
But the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum piled up in a firewood house If you think about it with your ass, a thousand medium-grade spirit stones can't even buy a fraction of these thousand-year-old Lingzhi.
But the eldest young master spoke, and it was the top ten eldest young masters in terms of favor, even if it was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, even if it was emptying his pocket, he would have to complete this matter for the eldest young master.
Touching the glittering storage ring in his hand, Wang Fu seemed to see countless spirit stones giving birth to beautiful little wings, fluttering and fluttering and flying away.
It has been more than three hundred years since he was promoted to the head of the miscellaneous affairs of the Holy King's Mansion, and over the years, he has made false accounts and reported false accounts, and it is easy to save more than 100,000 spirit stones, and it seems that he can't keep it this time.
I hope that the thousand-year-old Lingzhi bought by hundreds of thousands of high-grade spirit stones can roast a hundred fat rabbits "Lao Tzu hates rabbits to catch up with tomorrow, I must beat Wang Fu, who is responsible for purchasing ingredients, a rabbit, damn rabbit, if it weren't for this grandson yesterday a guy bought back more than 3,000 live rabbits, how could the eldest young master think of roasting rabbits to eat" With a gloomy face, his mind was full of the shadows of countless spirit stones of various qualities, large and small, Wang Fu was like a walking corpse, slowly swaying towards the nearest medicinal herb shop.
Several family members looked at Wang Fu in surprise, when he was doing things for those eldest young masters on weekdays, didn't he run away with a smoke, why is it like being broken leg today, and he has no energy at all Just a few steps out of the door, a low voice suddenly came from the oblique thorn: "Butler Wang, you are here, hey, hey, where are you going?"
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