Chapter 70 Shenglong Bank

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Compared with the simple outside, the decoration here is obviously more luxurious.

The floor is covered with carpets, and the sofas are all imported genuine leather.

There is a wine cabinet and a coffee table next to it.

Washed fruits are on the table.

"Sit down, Chief Dao!"

Xu Junming was not welcome, and sat down.

"Squeak!"

With the sound of the door opening, Xun Lin, who had left before, pushed the door and walked in. Along with him, there is a middle-aged man wearing a black suit and elegant-looking.

"This is the Taoist leader." Xun Lin pointed at Xu Junming.

The middle-aged man looked at the sloppy clothes in front of him, but the exposed areas such as hands, feet, faces, etc., were neat and tidy. The young Daoist with a dusty breath took two steps forward and habitually extended his right hand.

"My fellow Huang Yuanjia, is the manager of Shenglong Silver Number Tanzhou Semicolon, I have met the Taoist Chief!"

After shook hands with the other party in the village, Xu Junming looked at the other party's forehead, then smiled.

"Xu Junming from the poor road, I have seen Jushi Huang!"

"Please sit down!"

After both sides sat down.

"Can the Daoist take out the bank note and have a look at it again?"

"nature!"

Take out the bank note and pass it over.

Huang Yuanjia looked at the change a priori, took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, carefully compared the seal and the serial number, and nodded after being confused.

"These banknotes are indeed issued by this account... Do you want to take out all of them?"

"good!"

Nodded clearly.

"The amount of silver taken by the Chief Dao is huge. It will take three days for our Shenglong to collect it. I hope the Chief Dao can understand!"

In this age when two or three taels of silver can meet the needs of a family of five in one month, 10,000 taels of silver is indeed not a small amount.

"Then I will come back in three days."

"Thank you Daochang Xu for your understanding. Please take back these banknotes!"

After taking it back and putting it in the bag, Xu Junming stood up.

"Has something strange happened to Huang Jushi's house recently?"

Huang Yuanjia frowned.

"My family is well-being, I don't know what the long finger is?"

He is a returnee who has returned from overseas, and he has never believed in any Buddha, Taoism, or immortal.

"Since there is nothing wrong, then there is no need to say more....I will come back in three days and say goodbye!"

After all, with a swing of the green bamboo stick, without waiting for Huang Yuanjia to say anything, he strode the door and left.

Looking at the tall figure in front of him, Huang Yuanjia was a little stunned. In his impression, the Taoist priests who cheated on food and drink are not going to popularize Five Elements Yin & Yang for him, and then say that he is guilty of Tai Sui, and he will be given a few hundred taels of silver to help him eliminate disasters,'Ba Pull, Barra's a set of rhetoric? !

Shook his head.

"Maybe he is planning to take the bait for Jiang Taigong who wished to fish."

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After leaving the silver number, Xu Junming walked no more than a dozen meters forward, looked up and walked into a tailor shop.

A few days ago, when shooing the corpse, he walked through the mountains and rivers, often sleeping in the deep and old forests, and the several Taoist robes on his body became beggar costumes.

Although Xiu Daoist doesn't care about clothes, at least it is necessary to be clean and tidy.

He took a pair of silver from the bag and ordered five Azure Taoist robes and five pairs of boots according to his own size. After agreeing to take it three days later, Xu Junming walked out.

When he was hesitating whether to find a ruined temple to live in, or to go to the inn, his heart moved slightly, and a small hand ‘hiddenly’ stuck into the deerskin bag he placed on the surface.

The speed is quite fast.

"Snapped…!"

Turning around like lightning, grabbed the small paw that stretched to his waist.

Looking in front of him, he looked horrified. He was wearing a patchwork old shirt. He was about eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

"Little guy, if you don't learn well at a young age, you actually learn to steal things."

"I didn't steal from you, let go!"

"Didn't steal something? You almost reached into my bag with this hand, you said you didn't steal something?"

The boy tugged hard, but the Taoist priest's hand was like an iron hook, no matter how hard he could not break away.

In desperation, I can only use quick wit. Turning his eyes, he got an idea.

"I just wanted to stop you. But I am not as tall as you, so when I stretch out my hand to shoot, I can only reach your waist!"

"What a cunning little guy. We never knew each other, what did you tell me to do?"

"I heard you have a foreign accent, carrying a big bag, and you must have not found a place to live. Why don't you go to my house, five eldest sons a day, much cheaper than the inn."

"Are you a local?" Xu Junming let go of his hand.

He took it back quickly and looked at his wrist. Although it hurts a bit, there was no trace of bruising.

"Well, my family lives in the south of the city!"

"Take me, if I am satisfied, according to what you said, five eldest sons every day."

Five eldest sons are five coins.

The boy looked overjoyed. Although he didn't steal the money, he could get a business.

"Come with me, just ahead!"

Xu Junming nodded and followed.

He doesn't like the noise of the inn. If he can find a quiet home to live in, he would not care if it is simpler.

"What's your name?"

Xu Junming asked as he walked.

"My big name is Ma Changshan, and people I know call me Maotou!"

"Mao?"

"They said that I had a lot of hair on my head, like a hairy marinated egg, so I called me Maodan. I didn't think it was good to listen to Maodan. They forced them to call me Maotou. Slowly the name became known."

The them in Mao Tou's mouth are naturally his little friends from neighbors. Xu Junming also experienced this when he was a child.

"Dao Master, what is your name?"

"My surname is Xu, you call me Daochang Xu!"

Xu Junming smiled after patted this head, which is indeed more hairy.

Mao Tou nodded his head and looked at the gentle, intimate and trusting young Daoist, a touch of shame suddenly swelled in his heart, and after gritting his teeth, he suddenly said in a low tone.

"I'm sorry, Daochang Xu, I did intend to steal something from you just now! However, I had to do this as a last resort."

"Who is sick in your family?"

"How do you know?" Mao Tou said in shock.

Xu Junming smiled, his ‘Tai Yi Eight Trigrams’ has entered the door. Although it is impossible to do such difficult things as calculus of heavenly secrets, some simple numerology can also calculate one or two.

"I'm a Taoist priest. I can tell things like fortune-telling, but I'm a good housekeeper!"

"Then can you see how I can get rich?"

Xu Junming smiled stiffly.

Are children in the twentieth century already so ‘unsophisticated’?

‘Slap’, slapped the back of the head.

"At a young age, I don't want to study and learn skills, and I just think about this kind of pie in the sky."

Mao Tou curled his mouth, grinned and rubbed the back of his head, muttering as he walked.

"Looking at the way you wear it, you know it's impossible!"

"Fucky boy, what are you talking about?"

"Hey, Daoist. I said you are so handsome. If the kiln sister in Chunfang Building sees you, she will pay a dozen silver dollars and would like to sleep with you."

Xu Junming moments Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

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