I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 635
In this world, those who are soft are afraid of hard, those who are hard are afraid of violence, and those who are violent are afraid of death. After being so angry by Wu Youmin, the guy who jumped into the ring on impulse, suddenly became stagnant.

Seeing Wu Youmin's angry look, this guy felt a little guilty.

However, they are all masters who seek life in the arena. Even if their aura is temporarily suppressed by the opponent, they will not lose. In the end, he still poked his neck and asked: "If you didn't let the water go on purpose, with your first-class martial arts cultivation How could you lose to that kid surnamed Liu?"

Wu Youmin, who just had a short temper, was almost out of breath when he was asked this soul-touching question on the spot.

Your uncle, which pot does not open which pot you carry.

If someone could answer the question, Wu Youmin himself would like to find someone to ask, with his first-rate martial arts cultivation, why did he lose to this guy named Liu Xiaohu?
But the problem is, the game has already been declared over, and the loser has already lost, so if he mentions this again, isn't he slapping Wu in the face?

So, Wu Youmin yelled again: "Damn it, if you do what you want, you should go for it. Whether I win or lose is none of your business. Did I ask you to bet?"

The guy who lost 200 taels of silver had his chest blocked again.

What Wu Youmin said was right, but there was nothing wrong with it.

If you want to be reasonable, it's not that the other party forced him to place a bet. He lost 200 taels of silver. What does it have to do with others?

Even if this kid deliberately releases water, it can only be regarded as a loss of personal morality. The most to blame is their own blindness.

Of course, there are not so many reasons to talk about things in the Jianghu. In many cases, it actually depends on whose fist is bigger.

So in the next second, the guy who was yelled at by Wu Youmin replied with a dark face: "Boy, don't be shy, if I find out that you are ugly, you will look good at that time..."

This dispute in the arena had nothing to do with Xu Yang.

At this time, he was receiving a large stack of bank notes from Wu Youmin's accomplice.

Counting, no more, no less, exactly 5000 taels of silver.

Xu Yang, with a smile on his face, cupped his fists at these guys who were willing to gamble, and said "Concession".

The sentiments of these guys are indeed much better than that guy in the arena who is messing with Wu Youmin.

The lottery of 5000 taels of silver, if you say it, you will give it, even if your complexion is also ugly, but the silver ticket is given quite neatly, isn't it?
Of course, if this guy dares to play tricks on him, he won't play tricks with the other party.

With a huge sum of 5000 taels of silver involved, he didn't mind letting this guy learn why flowers are so popular.

But Xu Yang also knew in his heart that the reason why the guys on the opposite side gave the money so easily was probably because they wanted to take the opportunity to shut the mouths of those around them.

Don't look at Wu Youmin standing on the ring, scolding so fiercely, but he certainly doesn't want to offend the dozens of guys who have lost money in the ring.

What those guys put on Wu Youmin was all real money. You said that you also lost 5000 taels of silver, but if you didn't take it out on the spot, who would know if it was true or not?
Fortunately, this trick of self-proving innocence is still effective.

No, when they handed over the 5000 taels of silver bill to Xu Yang, the faces of those around who were staring at them finally looked better.

There is a saying, don't worry about scarcity but inequality.

They lost some money because Wu Youmin accidentally lost the game.

If the guys they thought were the culprits hadn't lost anything, they would definitely be upset.

But now, seeing that the losses of these guys were much greater than theirs, they naturally became more balanced in their hearts.

But it's funny to think about it. These guys in front of them are trying their best to get some benefits from Xu Yang, but in the end they are stealing chickens and losing nothing.

Not only did he lose 5000 taels of silver to Xu Yang, but he almost offended the large group of people in the ring to death.

Damn, it's just self-inflicted.

Seeing a turmoil that became tense due to losing money, and gradually disappeared because of the rational behavior of these guys, Zhang Tianxiang, who had earned a large sum of money from it, also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why Zhang Tianxiang opened this handicap is actually very simple, it is purely because his economic power is controlled by his father, and he wants to take advantage of Xu Yang's momentum to make a quick profit with nothing.

As the young master of Flying Eagle Castle, he didn't want to cause chaos in Flying Eagle Castle because of his actions.

Zhang Tianxiang naturally wished for those guys to give up making trouble.

One thing more is worse than one thing less. The money has already fallen into his pocket, and he doesn't want to make troubles.

After the guys around the ring slowly dispersed, Zhang Tianxiang cheerfully walked up to Xu Yang, took out a stack of bank notes, and handed them to Xu Yang.

"Hey, this handicap made a total of 850 taels of silver. Let's add 420 to [-], and here is [-] taels of silver. You can take care of it." Zhang Tianxiang, who was in a good mood, smiled happily.

The money that had just arrived was not hot in his pocket, so he had to give half of it to the unscrupulous shopkeeper in front of him, but Zhang Tianxiang didn't feel dissatisfied at all.

Silver is good, but do not be covetous.

Knowing Xu Yang, he knows the truth of the matter, which is not as simple as what they saw before.

Liu Xiaohu, whose martial arts cultivation was only second-rate and high-rank, was able to defeat Wu Youmin. If Xu Yang was not involved in this, Zhang Tianxiang would not believe it even if he was killed.

Therefore, even if he wanted to share half of the money he got with the other party according to the prior agreement, Zhang Tianxiang was willing.

After all, without the existence of Xu Yang and Liu Xiaohu, how could he, the young castle master of Flying Eagle Castle, suddenly get such a large windfall?

Zhang Tianxiang was so generous, Xu Yang naturally wouldn't be stingy, so he casually stuffed a few scattered bank notes back into the opponent's hand.

He smiled and said, "You keep the 400 taels, just give me a whole number."

Before, he had earned 5000 taels of silver from Wu Youmin and his gang.

Now add the 3000 taels, and today he has earned 8000 taels in silver alone. How could Xu Yang care about the small money of several hundred taels of silver.

As for Zhang Tianxiang, who opened the market, it was only natural that he would get a little more money after he was busy.

Afterwards, Xu Yang took out another 1000 taels of silver bill from his hand, smiled and handed it to Liu Xiaohu who had just stepped down from the ring.

"Xiaohu, don't think too little, you have worked so hard in the arena for so long, these silver coins can be regarded as rewards for rewarding you."

(End of this chapter)