The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

Chapter 102
Yuzhou City, Tianjie.

In Yuanlai Inn, a young man in his twenties stood at the door like a stone sculpture, and the stalemate had been unshakable for an hour.

Shopkeeper Ren's words were worn out, but the man was unmoved.

The clerk at the inn tried his best but couldn't move the man. He was really like a heavy stone sculpture, and roots seemed to have taken root under his feet.

"I said this little brother, don't take someone like you, how many times have I said, this inn is not for sale, not for sale! Why can't you understand people's language? If you don't leave, I will report official!"

The young man remained motionless, his eyes turned towards the shopkeeper, and he said calmly, "I'll give you the money."

The shopkeeper sat down on the ground, patted his thigh and shouted: "What kind of gangster logic are you... Is the boss here? Come and remind me! Ouch, what are these things!"

Some people around followed and booed: "The shopkeeper, you just sell this inn to him, anyway, you won't make any money, what a waste!"

The shopkeeper jumped up from the ground, pinched his waist and cursed: "Don't talk nonsense! Who said my inn doesn't make money! Go, go, go, don't look for bad luck here!"

"Shopkeeper Xiao, everyone is doing this for your own good. Take a look at Juxianzhuang, that's what makes guests like clouds come! Then look at your destiny to come to the inn. Have you seen Yinzi this morning?"

"Hahaha, that's right, that's right!"

Shopkeeper Xiao shook his hands angrily, and suddenly handed over a bank note, "I have money."

"...You!" Shopkeeper Xiao fell on his back angrily.

The crowd of onlookers roared with laughter again.

"What are you doing here? Don't work?" A voice came from behind.

Shopkeeper Xiao's eyes lit up, and he rushed to grab the person, tears were about to fall.

"Boss, you're here! A stupid guy came here early in the morning. He insisted on buying our inn, and he couldn't even beat him! It's him!"

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his 30s, dressed in extraordinary wealth.He ignored shopkeeper Xiao, walked straight up to "Er Lenghuo", looked him up and down, and asked politely, "Dare to ask this young master, why did you insist on buying this inn?"

"Er Lenghuo" raised his hand and arched, and said expressionlessly: "If I want to do business, I need a shop first."

"Then why do you want to buy my shop instead of another one?"

"I've seen it, you have the fewest people here, the business is not good, and you can't make any money. I have money, and I'll give it to you." "Second idiot" took out the banknote for the nth time.

"Hehe! Can I ask you, Young Master, what kind of business are you going to do?"

"I don't know. Buy a shop first, then do business."

"May I ask you, where is your surname? Where is your ancestral home?"

"I don't know, I'm an orphan."

"Then, what if I don't want to sell it?"

"I have money!"

"But I don't want to sell."

"I have money!"

"You are a strong man!"

"I have money!"

"...!"

The middle-aged man lowered his head and gave a slight smile, then raised his eyes again to look carefully at the young man in front of him.

But in his early twenties, with an incomparably handsome face, calm eyes, and a frosty body without the slightest sparkle, such a person is definitely not a good person.

It's not that he can't afford to mess with it, it's that he doesn't want to mess with it.

"Okay! How much do you plan to pay for my inn?"

Finally got to the point, the young man handed over the bank note in his hand for the N+1 time.

"2 taels? That's not enough." The middle-aged man looked at it with a mocking smile in his eyes.

not enough?The young man frowned imperceptibly, and turned to leave.

"Wait, where are you going?" The middle-aged man shouted.

"Who's gambling house?" The young man didn't turn his head.

Casino?The gazes of the middle-aged man and shopkeeper Xiao intersected for a moment, and the expressions of the two changed drastically.

"Come back! 2 taels is enough! Come back soon!"

Half an hour later, the middle-aged man handed the house deed and land deed to the young man, and said with a complicated expression: "This inn is yours now, and I only have one request, Mr. Wanwang, don't set foot in any other gambling house in the future." !"

The young man accepted the contract, Gujing Wubo's face showed no emotion.

But he thought about it seriously before replying to the middle-aged man: "I can do business now, so I probably won't go."

At the end, he added another sentence, "I promise you, even if I go, I won't go to anyone's gambling house."

Watching the young man go away, shopkeeper Xiao quietly wiped off his cold sweat, and said sadly, "This killing god can be regarded as sending him away! If he had known that he was the mysterious person in the gambling shop, this inn would be the place to be!" Why not send him off!"

The middle-aged man's expression was inexplicable, and after a long time, he sighed quietly: "In the future, keep your eyes bright, this young man is not easy, send someone to pay attention, and establish a good relationship with the new owner of this shop as soon as possible, maybe it will be useful in the future on."

Fu Qiyuan couldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death. The secret agent he sent out to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side to start a business used such a method to establish a revolutionary base in Yuzhou.

That's right, the young man who used the 2 taels of silver he won in the gambling house to buy the shop in the most luxurious sky street in Yuzhou City was the second-ranked secret guard sent by Fu Qiyuan, now under the pseudonym An Er.

With ten taels of silver in his pocket, he moved around Yuzhou City for three days, and when he had only two taels of silver left on him, he entered someone's gambling house.

Before he was adopted by Fu's family, he was an orphan wandering on the street. He was caught and forced to be a thief. He learned superb skills. Before he was eight years old, stealing and gambling were the basis of his life.

I haven't used these two tricks for many years, and my hands are a little raw, otherwise I wouldn't have been delayed for so many days.

Yuanlai Inn changed owners, the store was vacant, and many people came to inquire about the news.

The new owner of the shop sat at the door every day, looking at the customers passing by blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Can't communicate!
All the people who came to inquire about the news returned without success and came to this conclusion.

This person is like a piece of wood, he doesn't even talk to him, he doesn't sell his shop if he wants to buy it, and he ignores him like air if he wants to partner with him, it's impossible to communicate!
Jiao Sanlang ran over with Shitou and Huzi as soon as he got the news.

Seeing An Er sitting on the doorstep, Jiao Sanlang squeezed beside him and sat down without thinking, and handed out a bag of steamed cakes.

"Big brother, this is the steamed cake made by Shitou and I. It's delicious. I invite you to eat it!"

An Er looked at the child in front of him with a pair of big eyes blinking at him, and another pair of clear and bright big eyes instantly appeared in his mind, the same big eyes.

I took a bite of the pastry, well, the taste of this pastry is also very familiar.

"An Er."

Jiao Sanlang squinted his eyes and nibbled on the cake when he heard An Er say two words.

(End of this chapter)