Cataclysm: Baoyou, This Is Not A Good Deal

"Old man, do you think I'm joking with you by making such a fuss?"

Zhang Xibao crushed a juling peach core, and handed the nut to Qian Dafu.

Qian Dafu took it and looked at it, but didn't dare to eat it.

Qian Chengjin then introduced: "The juling peach pits produced on Haocang Island have the effects of prolonging life, increasing wisdom and gathering Qi. Don't worry, grandpa, it tastes very good."

Qian Dafu broke off a piece of nut and threw it into his mouth, chewed it, felt that it tasted good, and nodded in approval.

Zhang Xibao asked: "Old man, how much do you think this thing is worth, is it worth 50 points?"

Qian Dafu replied: "Of course, this kind of good thing that prolongs life and increases intelligence cannot be sold cheaper than Qi and Blood Pills. It has to be sold by individual pieces like Baodan."

"Yeah!"

Zhang Xibao slapped his hands: "The spirit apes on Haocang Island have ten thousand acres of Juling Peach Forest. They don't eat much, about 30%, and then pay tribute to the Black Dragon Society for the remaining 30% of the peach core, and the rest is in my hands." , the spirit apes only recognize me, and no one can accept the agency job except me."

"How much...how much?" Qian Dafu was a little confused.

In fact, Qian Chengjin was also a little confused.

Brother Bao only said there was a deal, but who knew the deal would be so big!

Qian Chengjin roughly calculated with his fingers, there are 30 juling peach trees per mu of land, each tree can produce at least 100 juling peaches, and tens of thousands of acres of peach groves, that is... 30 million fruit!

The spirit apes eat 30%, and the black dragon will take away the remaining 30%. Then there are nearly 15 million peach pits left, and if one is sold for 5,000, that is a deal worth tens of billions!

Zhang Xibao couldn't figure it out for a while, scratched his head and asked, "How many small goals are there?"

Qian Dafu calculated faster than Qian Chengjin, he looked at Zhang Xibao with burning eyes: "Is what you said true?"

"It's true!"

Zhang Xibao spread his hands: "If you don't believe me, you can send someone to the Spirit Ape Tribe of Hao Cang Island to verify!"

"Do you have a pen and paper?" Zhang Xibao asked.

Qian Dafu clapped his hands and asked the housekeeper to fetch a pen and paper.

Zhang Xibao drew a monkey's smiling face on the paper, and handed it to Qian Dafu: "Take my token and go, the leader of the spirit ape will prove what I said to your people."

Qian Dafu squinted his eyes and looked at the ugly monkey face on the paper, feeling a little dazed.

The token... that's it?

However, you can try it. If it is true, the Qian family can make a lot of money. If it is false, the Qian family will have nothing to lose.

Qian Dafu solemnly folded the paper and put it in his pocket.

"There are still problems."

Qian Dafu looked at Zhang Xibao: "The Beishi Alien Administration Bureau doesn't care? Why did you choose the Qian family?"

Zhang Xibao spread his hands: "That mountain forest is the home of the Spirit Ape Tribe. The strength of ordinary Spirit Apes is at the first level of the Mysterious Rank, and the leader of the Spirit Apes is even lower rank. Not only the Treasure Appraisal Bureau, but also the Black Dragon Society can't do anything about them."

"What's more, the spirit apes promised to sell 30% of the spirit-gathering peach cores to the Black Dragon Society at a low price. If the Black Dragon Society still finds it difficult to get them, those spirit-gathering peach cores will only rot in the ground."

"Instead of letting the peach pits that are comparable to Baodan rot, it is better to export them outside to improve the physique of Daxia people. We will not sell them for 5,000 yuan, but sell them at a half discount. We will take the path of small profits but quick turnover, because there are too many peach pits. In this way, we can contribute to Great Xia, improve the physique of ordinary people, and make money while standing up!"

Zhang Xibao talked eloquently, and Qian Dafu nodded repeatedly.

"As for why you chose the Qian family, it's because the business channels of the Qian family are more developed than the other three, and the Qian family also has some connections within the Five Dragons Club, right?" Zhang Xibao showed a sly smile.

"Does the Qian family do anything?"

Zhang Xibao stretched out his hand towards Qian Dafu.

"Fuck!"

Qian Dafu's hand was tightly clenched.

Qian Chengjin put his hands on the two and asked Qian Dafu: "Grandpa, is the agency right mine?"

"Here you are." Qian Dafu nodded.

Qian Guangming watched the three people talking about business with a dazed look the whole time, feeling that things happened too fast, and his train of thought couldn't keep up.

"Come here, the rare treasure seed is yours."

Qian Dafu handed the jade box to Qian Guangming: "Your brother has given up the rare treasure seeds and is taking away the right to use the family's commercial channels."

Qian Guangming took the jade box, glanced at Qian Chengjin with complicated eyes, and finally said, "Thank you, brother."

Qian Chengjin nodded, with a smile on his bruised face.

"All the best!"

Zhang Xibao slapped his hands: "It's time for me to withdraw. When the holiday is over, I will discuss the contract and share with Qian Chengjin. After the first batch of Juling peach seeds mature, I will help you transport out the Juling peach kernels."

"Then I'll see you off?" Qian Dafu stood up from his chair.

Outside the door, a crowd of supernatural beings were murderous.

I heard from the butler that someone had robbed Mr. Qian, and I don't know who had the guts to break ground on Mr. Tai Sui's head!

With a creak, the door opened.

Zhang Xibao and Qian Dafu walked out with smiles on their faces, followed by two brothers Qian Chengjin with bruised nose and swollen face.

Under the bewildered expressions of the supernatural bodyguards, Qian Dafu personally sent Zhang Xibao out of the villa.

"Goodbye, old man, Xiao Jin, then I will withdraw. See you at the beginning of school!"

Zhang Xibao greeted him and left Qian's house.

After watching Zhang Xibao leave, Qian Dafu waved to Qian Chengjin: "Xiaojin, come to my room."

Qian Dafu asked Qian Chengjin many things about Zhang Xibao. Qian Chengjin who could tell hadn't lied, but the little fat man who couldn't tell had pretended to be stupid and said he didn't know anything.

Qian Dafu had no choice but waved Qian Chengjin down to apply the wound medicine.

"Three days after farewell, you should look at each other with admiration!"

Qian Dafu pondered for a moment. In the past three months, Qian Chengjin's child has changed a lot.

Zhang Xibao left Qian's house and went to a place where no one was around. Fang Rui's transformed phoenix carried him up high. Now he learned how to be smart and tried to fly as high as possible to prevent supervisors like Zhang Laodao from discovering him.

"Hey, yo, yo..."

Zhang Xibao curled up Chinchilla's small head, and lay comfortably on Phoenix's back.

"Hiss~ How many small goals are there? Qian Chengjin must have inherited his grandfather Qian Dafu's mental arithmetic ability, right? The two of you can do mental arithmetic!"

Zhang Xibao took out his mobile phone to add, subtract, multiply and divide, and finally calculated the number.

Even if Juling Peach Pit is sold at a 50% discount, the output of the 10,000 mu of Juling Peach Grove is just a small target of several hundred a year...

The leader of the spirit ape is willing to split the money from the sale of Juling peach cores with Master Bao, and Zhang Xibao will share it with the Qian family, and the remaining money will be too much to count.

"Hey hey..."

Zhang Xibao laughed silly for a while.

"What's silly?" A curious voice rang in my ear.

Zhang Xibao was startled, sat up, and his first reaction was to cover his face.

"Don't cover it, I see your face." The man said again.

Zhang Xibao frowned, and the man continued: "What, do you want to silence me?"

While speaking, the man seemed to have climbed onto Phoenix's back, standing right behind Zhang Xibao.

Zhan Nian didn't respond, which meant that this person had no killing intent towards him.

Being able to catch up with the speed of the Phoenix, and also approach him without anyone noticing, the identity of this person is ready to be revealed.

"How dare I!"

Zhang Xibao turned his head to look, wanting to cry but without tears: "Master Qinglong!"

After finishing the game, I used the trumpet to do things indiscriminately while playing games, and the GM grabbed the trumpet!

Dong Qinglong, the head of the Four Sages, was looking down at Zhang Xibao, with a slight grin on his mouth: "Boy, you hide really deep?!"