My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 128 Don't Walk at Night (Please Subscribe)

Sitting in the main hall, Wei Zhongxian frowned.

Yang Jiu stepped in quickly and saluted respectfully.

"Yang Jiu, you suggested to the Queen of Heaven to kill Wu Youdao?" Wei Zhongxian suddenly raised his head, his eyes were cold.

Since Wei Zhongxian would ask such a question, it must have been said by Empress Wu.

Denying it was useless, Yang Jiu nodded.

"The Queen of Heaven wants to become emperor, do you know?" Wei Zhongxian asked again.

Yang Jiu nodded again.

What kind of medicine is sold in this old eunuch's gourd?

Wei Zhongxian suddenly frowned, and said with a sharp smile: "At present, the great Wei is troubled by internal and external troubles, the prince is young and weak, and the king of Qin is unrestrained, all of which are overwhelmed. Only the Empress of Heaven can save the world and the people. It's Wu Youdao, I've tried to persuade you many times to no avail, I never thought you could convince Tianhou, it's not bad."

"I'm just telling the Queen of Heaven that killing martial arts properly can reduce the voice of opposition from the world." Naturally, Yang Jiu would not say that he was loyal and loyal.

Loyalty and Genggeng have already used three of them, and the remaining seven have to be used sparingly.

Ever since he came to this world, he has been working as a corpse sewer in Dongchang. Fortunately, Wei Zhongxian is really nice to the sewer. He is completely different from the Wei Zhongxian in history. Obviously, he just has the same name and surname.

At present, it seems that there is no need to give Wei Zhongxian the Loyalty Pill.

But if Wei Zhongxian becomes a threat in the future, maybe he should be rewarded with one.

Wei Zhongxian had a smile on his face, do you think I never persuaded him like this?

I don't know how many times I can persuade you. Empress Wu refuses to listen to it, because she wants to save Wu Youdao's life.

But Wei Zhongxian called Yang Jiu over, not for this matter, but for something more important.

"Zhen Shisi has agreed to let you participate. Now you represent all the corpse stitchers in our East Factory. If you win, the East Factory will be honored. If you lose, you will lose face." Wei Zhongxian's expression suddenly became serious.

contest?

race what?
Sewn up?
It sounds like it was organized by the Corpse Township Division. If you think there are so many experts here, it will be very difficult to win.

But he was still very excited when he thought of the extremely mysterious Town Corpse Division being about to appear in front of his eyes.

"Very good, young people are ignorant and fearless, courageous and able to fight." Seeing the light in Yang Jiu's eyes, Wei Zhongxian couldn't help feeling that Lian Po was too old to feed.

This precious quota originally belonged to the third master.

The third master is the best corpse stitcher in Dongchang, even if you look at the entire corpse sewing world of the Great Wei Dynasty, he is also a top existence.

But when it comes to the town of corpses, it doesn't even count as a fart.

Fortunately, in the corpse sewing meeting held by the Corpse Township Division, the elite corpse stitchers of the Corpse Township Division will not show up, and the participants will be some newcomers that the Corpse Township Division focuses on training.

Even if the third master goes to the competition, he still has a chance of winning.

But because of Yang Jiu's sudden birth, this place naturally belongs to Yang Jiu.

Wei Zhongxian believes in Yang Jiu's ability to sew corpses, and he has a great chance of winning.

Yang Jiu was still in the fog, so he simply asked directly: "Master, is the Corpse Town Corpse Division going to hold a corpse sewing competition?"

Wei Zhongxian nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, this is an opportunity for you, not to mention winning the first prize, even if you only defeat a corpse seamstress in the corpse township department, you will be able to give face to our East Factory Director."

"Yang Jiu will definitely go all out." Yang Jiu cupped his fists to express his determination.

The corpse sewing meeting will be held in the town's corpse department, and it's not bad to be able to visit the town's corpse department then.

"Little Jiu, Tianhou is a beautiful woman, and you are a normal young man. I don't need to say something, you have to hold your own, and don't ruin your future." Wei Zhongxian wanted Yang Jiu to step down, but after thinking about it Still said what was on his mind.

Empress Wu is less than thirty, still very young.

Once she really becomes the emperor, when the overall situation in the world is stable, she will be full of warmth and thoughts like ordinary people.

Yang Jiu is young, handsome and capable.

Empress Wu could listen to Yang Jiu's advice again, and Wei Zhongxian was very worried about what would happen between the two.

There are so many beauties in the world, he doesn't want Yang Jiu to provoke Empress Wu, even though Empress Wu's physique may be unique in the world.

But as long as you work hard to find it, you might be able to find a beauty as soft as cotton like Empress Wu.

"Yang Jiu must remember it." Yang Jiu felt that Wei Zhongxian really thought too much.

No matter how hungry he is, it is impossible for him to fight the queen's idea.

Gan Sisi is good at being silly, teasing her every day makes me feel good.

Coming out of Dongchang, Yang Jiu looked up at the sky.

The sky is very blue, and the floating clouds are like cotton candy, which is delicious to look at.

What kind of existence is the corpse town?
It was almost noon, Yang Jiu felt a little craving for the noodles made by Aunt Mei, so she walked towards the hot pot restaurant.

The hot pot restaurant is still full.

Now Aunt May is sitting behind the counter and cashiering.

Gan Sisi went to look for the store and still hasn't come back.

Yang Jiu replaced Aunt Mei, and Aunt Mei smiled and went to the kitchen to make noodles.

Widowed for many years, she has not been this happy for a long time.

Besides, she was always bullied by those dirty people, which made her want to die several times.

However, the appearance of Yang Jiu saved her.

Seeing Yang Jiu love her noodles so much, the scar in my heart will be uncovered.

Who would have thought that it would not be so painful after uncovering it, and even a little sweet.

After the supply of ingredients is sufficient, the Maobuli hot pot restaurant can remain open.

Booming business naturally brings a lot of money.

After Aunt Mei made the noodles, she sent them to Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu moved the place to eat so that Aunt Mei could continue to collect money.

After eating three bowls of noodles to drive away the hunger, Yang Jiu cheered up and planned to walk around.

Nanshi has always been very lively there, if you want to open a branch, it is definitely the best choice.

But land is very expensive in Nanshi, even if there are restaurants and teahouses that want to sell, there must be a lot of buyers.

Moreover, those buyers are rich in gold, and it is not easy to grab a house from them.

Standing on the arch bridge, Yang Jiu watched the people coming and going in Nanshi.

It is said that people are like ants and their lives are worthless, but look at the people in Chang'an, who is not working hard to live?

All the people in the world are like this.

Waiting for Empress Wu to ascend the throne and implement the New Deal will improve the lives of the people all over the world.

Great Wei Jiangshan seems to have a serious chronic disease, but it is not incurable.

Walk down the bridge and enter the most prosperous area in Nanshi.

A bunch of people gathered in front of them, watching the excitement.

Whenever there is something new, it always attracts a large number of people to stop and watch.

"very pitiful."

"Yeah, it's so pitiful."

"Whoever has money, help him."

The common people were discussing in a hurry, and occasionally they could hear the sound of copper plates being dropped into bowls.

Yang Jiu squeezed into the crowd, and saw a disheveled man kneeling on the ground, with the corpse of an old woman wrapped in a straw mat beside him.

The old woman has a plum blossom-shaped hole on her forehead.

Another victim of the Plum Blossom Murder Case.

It's just that the real murderer only kills villains, so is this old woman a villain?

Looking at the ground again, there are words written in blood, probably saying that the old lady was killed and had no money to bury her, so she sold herself to bury her mother.

In the broken bowl on one side, there are some scattered copper plates, not even a coffin board can be bought.

Yang Jiu took out twelve taels of gold from the Nine Snakes Guidong and threw them into the broken bowl.

The gold entered the bowl and made a crisp sound, but the strange thing was that the broken bowl was not smashed.

The noisy people onlookers remained silent for a moment, all looking at Yang Jiu in bewilderment.

Yang Jiu threw out the ten taels of gold, it felt like throwing trash, it was too arrogant.

Does anyone know Yang Jiu and wonder if the corpse stitcher makes money like this?

The man who looked like a beggar saw the gold, his nose was sore, and he almost cried.

But he also knows that Yang Jiu is a master.

The internal force attached to the gold is used very cleverly, which not only guarantees a crisp sound, but also ensures that the bowl will not be smashed.

"I, Huo Ligong, will only obey my master's order from now on." The man moved his knees and kowtowed to Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu stepped forward to help him up, and said with a smile: "Money is something outside of the body, don't bow down for it, let Auntie go to the ground for peace."

There were tears in Huo Ligong's eyes.

Rich people dare to say that money is something outside of the body, which poor person would not bend his waist for five buckets of rice?

The people onlookers wanted to stand up and talk to Yang Jiu.

Yang Jiu patted Huo Ligong on the shoulder and said, "But to make Auntie go away with peace of mind, the wound on her forehead must be stitched up."

Of course Huo Ligong knew it, but he didn't want to send his mother's body to the sewing shop, because he was worried that the body would be buried directly in the mass grave after sewing.

In fact, he was thinking too much. If there was the Lord's body, those guards would not bother to bury it. Wouldn't it be tiring to dig a hole?

"Get out of the way, everyone out of the way." Suddenly someone shouted loudly from one side.

Seeing that it was an official post, the common people avoided like tigers one after another.

The person who took the lead was unfeeling.

Jueqing didn't see Yang Jiu, because Yang Jiu stepped aside, looked coldly at the corpse on the ground, and said coldly, "We have to take this corpse away."

The victims of the Plum Blossom Murder have one thing in common, that is, they are all bad guys who do all kinds of evil.

Heartless is currently investigating the intersection of these victims.

The real culprit is obviously imitating the heroes in the rivers and lakes, thinking that he is doing chivalrous things.

The fact is exactly like this, even if the real culprit is also a villain, but if these people are killed by him, many innocent people will no longer suffer.

It's just that the six doors had to follow the orders from above.

"My lord, I only have one request. After sewing, can you return my mother to me?" Huo Ligong asked sadly.

Unfeelingly said: "This is natural."

Huo Ligong turned and knelt down towards the corpse, kowtowed three times in a row, then picked up the broken bowl and stepped aside.

Jueqing was about to order the corpse to be carried away, but Yang Jiu walked around in front of her, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Master Jueqing, can you send this corpse to me?"

"Why are you everywhere?" Unfeelingly rolled his eyes.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "We both serve the imperial court, so don't tell me apart."

"Carry it yourself." Ruanqing dropped the sentence and led people away.

The common people were even more bewildered, they didn't expect that the ruthless arrester of the six gates would sell face to a corpse seamstress.

Yang Jiu suppressed her smile, and said to Huo Ligong, "Yang Jiu is the man who sews corpses in Xiadong Factory."

Huo Ligong nodded, wiped off the blood on the ground, picked up his mother's body and followed Yang Jiu to the body sewing shop.

Sewing the corpse can only be done at night, Huo Ligong put his mother's body on the sewing table, and then knelt beside him to guard.

Yang Jiu didn't bother, just in time Gan Sisi came to look for it, saying that she had found a suitable house.

It was a restaurant in Nanshi, bigger than the teahouse bought by Yang Jiu, and the location was very good.

The owner of the restaurant is old and has no children. He is no longer able to run the restaurant, so he wants to sell the restaurant and go to the countryside with his wife to retire.

Yang Jiu was very satisfied.

The biggest problem at present is that there are a lot of people eyeing this restaurant, most of them are dignitaries in the court, powerful and rich. It is very difficult to snatch the restaurant from them.

Seeing Gan Sisi's discouraged appearance, Yang Jiu persuaded him to try hard even if he couldn't get it in the end.

At present, he has enough gold and silver on hand.

Investing in real estate in Chang'an, and opening more stores, one day, maybe you can become the richest man in Wei.

Yang Jiu is not greedy for money, but just wants to experience the feeling of being the richest man.

Besides, being rich is never a bad thing.

The news of the sale of Yunhe Restaurant in Nanshi City has been released for several days.

There are plenty of buyers, but the boss still wants to wait a little longer. It would be good if he could sell for an extra tael.

The restaurant is no longer in business, and the people who eat wine and drink tea in the restaurant at this moment are all buyers, and there are as many as eight people.

Yunhe Restaurant is in the center of Nanshi.

This place is the most prosperous, with a large flow of people, and the land price is naturally not cheap.

The restaurant occupies a large area, with three floors and elegant decoration.

Yang Jiuli has seen it inside and out, and feels that there is no need for any renovation, and the restaurant can be turned into a hot pot restaurant directly.

Even if you spend all your money, you have to turn this place into the first branch of Maobuli Hot Pot Restaurant.

"Sir, are you satisfied?" the owner of the restaurant with white hair and beard, accompanied Yang Jiu down from the third floor, and asked with a smile.

Yang Jiu nodded and said: "Boss, the buyers I want to stay here are all satisfied with this restaurant. Don't keep everyone's appetites up. It's better to hit the day than choose the day. Let's auction now."

The owner of the restaurant showed embarrassment.

Counting Yang Jiu, there are only nine buyers who are sure to win this restaurant.

With nine people bidding, it's hard to say whether the final transaction price can meet his expectations.

"Boss Ding, this young man is right. You have hung us up for several days. If this continues, we will not buy it."

"Yes, yes, if we talk, I'd like to see who would dare to buy your restaurant."

People who were drinking tea and wine downstairs spoke up one after another.

Everything is too late, too long to tantalize your appetite, it will indeed backfire.

Boss Ding couldn't hold back, sighed, and said, "Okay, then let's start now."

Yang Jiu found a seat and sat down, and immediately a doctor of wine brought tea and wine.

"Ninth Brother, we didn't bring any money." Gan Sisi also saved a lot of money.

Yang Jiu said: "If you can really get the shot, you can take it later."

Looking at the other eight people who are dressed in brocade clothes, their faces are full of luster, and they are typically very rich. It's hard to say whether they can compete with them.

Boss Ding said: "I won't go into details about how good this restaurant is. The reserve price is 50 taels gold, and you can bid now."

"Fifty gold."

"Sixty gold."

"61 gold."

……

The smile on Boss Ding's face gradually froze.

They are obviously rich dudes, and they spend a lot of money when looking for women, but now they want to buy his restaurant, but they can be like this.

Had I known this, I should have set the base price at 100 taels gold.

After walking a few rounds, the latest bid was at 80 taels gold.

Boss Ding wants to cry but has no tears.

His friend once sold the ancestral teahouse due to family affairs, but he sold a full 100 taels of gold.

His restaurant is bigger than that teahouse, and the location is better. He thought he could sell it for at least 150 taels of gold, and maybe even 200 taels of gold.

Reality hit him hard.

To put it bluntly, you shouldn't be too greedy, wouldn't it be good to sell it for a hundred taels of gold?

Whoever gives the gold first will own the restaurant.

This kind of bidding, the old heart really can't bear it.

"Boss Ding, there must be a time limit, right? We can't make us wait until the Chinese New Year?" Sitting in the middle, the young master waved a folding fan and smiled maliciously.

Yang Jiu finally understood that the eight people were actually in the same group.

They pretended to be different buyers in order to buy the restaurant cheaper.

Being able to produce 80 taels of gold can be regarded as a bit of conscience.

If you are too unconscionable, no one will increase the fare at 50 taels.

Boss Ding also understood at this moment that he was cheated.

Auctioning the restaurant with a reserve price of 50 taels of gold is a rule set by Boss Ding, no matter what the final transaction price is, he has to accept it.

"100 taels of gold." Yang Jiu said suddenly, almost making Boss Ding kneel down and kowtow to thank him.

The smiling folding fan boy could no longer laugh, and turned to look at Xiang Yangjiu's face, full of resentment.

Who is this guy?
Dare to tear down his platform, but tired of work?

Boss Ding was overjoyed and said, "This young master bids 100 taels of gold."

His voice was trembling, excited, so excited.

In addition to being excited, I am more grateful.

The folding fan boy's face was as black as charcoal, and he bid: "One hundred and one gold."

He had already made up his mind that no matter how much Yang Jiu paid, he would only add one or two more, and wanted to see how long Yang Jiu could last.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "150 taels of gold."

The self-satisfied smile that Young Master Folding Fan showed just now froze in an instant.

But he still chose to add one or two.

Originally, a restaurant that can be won with 80 taels of gold will need to pay more than 70 taels of gold at once, and it will hurt anyone to change it.

"200 taels of gold." Yang Jiu was determined to win this restaurant.

Master Folding Fan showed murderous intent in his eyes, and wanted to increase the price, when a person behind him said in a low voice, "My lord, beware of fraud."

The implication is that Yang Jiu is the babysitter invited by Boss Ding.

Mr. Folding Fan only felt that it was very possible, he got up and said with a smile: "Boss Ding, your move is very clever, I almost fell into your trap."

"Mr. Di, the villain doesn't know this Mr. Yang." Boss Ding understood what Mr. Folding Fan meant, and he was so nervous that his back felt chills.

Annoying this Mr. Di must have no good fruit.

Yang Jiu drank the wine in the bowl and said with a light smile, "Isn't this young master out of money?"

"You..." That Mr. Di was furious, he got up and stared at Yang Jiu.

But Yang Jiu's words were not wrong, they got 80 taels of gold together by working together, and then they discussed to play a play, so that they could use 80 taels of gold to take down the restaurant.

At that time, as long as they operate properly, they will definitely make a lot of money.

Potential competitors have been dissuaded by them.

She never thought that Yang Jiu, who broke in suddenly today, would spoil their good deed.

Yang Jiu bid twice, raising the bidding price to 150 taels of gold.

Mr. Di thought that if he could win it, he would first pay Boss Ding 80 taels of gold, and they would collect the rest.

Who knows that Yangjiu raised the price again, 200 taels of gold, which is still 120 taels short, so where can they get it?

Boss Ding was very excited and scared, and said in a trembling voice: "200 taels gold once, 200 taels gold twice, 200 taels..."

He speaks very fast, he just wants to close the deal as soon as possible, take the money and leave.

Mr. Di didn't bid any more, he just clenched his fists very tightly.

The same is true for his companions, if they were not worried about making things worse, they might have taken action against Yang Jiu long ago.

"200 taels gold three times, deal, congratulations Mr. Yang." Boss Ding shouted these words, feeling relieved.

In fact, he is the one who is more happy.

Yang Jiu's arrival saved him.

Mr. Di closed his folding fan, walked up to Yang Jiu in a few steps, and said coldly, "Don't walk at night."

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