I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

Chapter 114 Wealth, Good Luck and Destiny (please subscribe~~)

early morning.

The sun shines.

Rebirth.

Simu was wearing a set of yellow cassocks. He yawned and stretched his waist. He pushed open the wooden door and looked forward. He suppressed the unfinished yawn and felt extremely uncomfortable.

But in the bamboo forest ahead, a strong man with a body like a brown bear was sitting in front of a stone table, holding a teacup a little bigger than his finger, drinking tea cup after cup.

My eyes felt that even if this guy was holding a teapot and drinking heavily, it would be more harmonious than the current scene.

"Good morning, uncle!" Qin Yao said with a smile as he put down the teacup that the little Taoist priest had brought.

"Ah, morning, morning."

His eyes were as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he quickly said: "My eldest nephew, do you want to see me for something?"

"The main thing is to ask my uncle if he has encountered any difficulties in his work. If so, my nephew can also do his best." Qin Yao stood up and said.

Four Eyes shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, everything is as planned."

Qin Yao: "That's good... Can I take the liberty to ask how far our plan has progressed?"

With four eyes, he coughed softly: "I am currently trying my best to win over Qianhe and Xu Jiping... Having said that, eldest nephew, do you have to give me some start-up capital first? Now it is not like before. Compared with talking about the friendship between the same family, everyone is more What I love is silver paper. To build a team for you, you can’t let me pay for it myself, right?"

"Uncle Master, you can't have such thoughts." Qin Yao said seriously: "You are the future elder of the execution hall, and the team we have built now is to prepare you for taking power."

Four eyes: "..."

You are a master uncle and I am a child, so easy to fool.

Seeing that he was rolling his eyes, Qin Yao suddenly changed the subject: "Of course, your last sentence is very reasonable. Fighting for the rights in the execution hall is the responsibility of our entire Yizhuang clan, and we can't just let you Pay for it.”

As he spoke, he took out the remaining silver notes stolen from the warlord Liu Dalong and handed them to his eyes: "This is the first batch of funds. You must use them wisely, uncle."

If you want a horse to run, you must first feed it.

Anyway, the money came easily, so Qin Yao had no regrets about giving it up.

Smelling the smell of silver paper, Si Mu's mood immediately improved. He happily took the stack of banknotes and thought to himself: I must use it on the edge of a knife...

Your uncle, I am the blade!

The two generations, each with their own thoughts, looked at each other and smiled, feeling that they had earned something.

Marshal Liu, the only one who had been ripped off, knew nothing about it!

"When do you expect to capture Master Qianhe and Master Xu?" Shao Qing, Qin Yao asked softly.

Four Eyes: "It's hard to say... After all, if you stand on our side, it's equivalent to openly being an enemy of Senior Brother. It's not easy to make up your mind."

"Uncle, please help me make an appointment with Uncle Qianhe and Uncle Xu. Just tell me that I will treat them to dinner at the restaurant at the foot of the mountain in the evening." Qin Yao said with a smile.

Four eyes blinked, unable to help but feel a little worried.

When the time comes, this eldest nephew will not put a gun to the heads of the two brothers and ask them where they stand, right?

Judging from his domineering and strong character, Zhen Bao cannot allow this possibility...

evening.

At the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

Restaurant in town.

Qin Yao, who was wearing a black suit, was sitting at the square table in the center of the lobby, with a straight waist and an amazing momentum. Not far away, the pretty boss lady slapped the shrinking waiter on the back and whispered: "The tea is cold, hurry up. Pour hot."

The waiter's legs went weak, and he frightenedly picked up the hot water bottle by the stove and walked to Qin Yao: "Sir, the water is cold. Can I pour you a cup of hot water?"

Qin Yao: "..."

From the moment he entered this restaurant, the water glass in front of him had the buff of unlimited refills. He really couldn't drink so much water, so he stopped raising the glass. Unexpectedly, this happened again.

At first, he thought it was because the waiter in the shop was being polite. Later, when he found out that the waiter was only doing this to him, he vaguely guessed the reason.

I have to say that ever since my body became like this, I see smiling faces wherever I go, and I have never encountered the overused plot in novels: dogs look down on people...

"Nephew." While he was in his reverie, Si Mu, dressed in regular clothes, led two middle-aged men into the restaurant and shouted loudly.

"Uncle Simu, Uncle Qianhe, Uncle Xu." Qin Yao stood up and walked to the door.

"Senior nephew Qin."

"Master's nephew."

Qianhe and Xu Jiping looked at Qin Yao with a trace of scrutiny in their eyes, but they did not dare to make excuses in their attitudes. It was obvious that they had been given some advice.

Qin Yao smiled and called the three of them to sit down. The waiter holding the teapot hurried over and poured tea and water for the three of them.

"I haven't been here for a while, why have you become more diligent?" Simu asked with a surprised look on his face.

Seeing Qin Yao's eyes glancing over, the waiter's heart trembled violently, a bitter smile appeared on his face, and he was speechless at all.

"Okay, get ready to serve." Qin Yao waved his hand.

As if he had received amnesty, the waiter turned around and ran away. When he came to the kitchen, he was kicked hard by the landlady and called a coward.

"I heard from Simu that nephew Qin is doing a lot of business?" Taoist priest Qianhe took the initiative to chat while waiting for the food and wine to be served.

Again, the Taoist priests in Jiu Shu's world are not as aloof or even aloof as in the Xianxia novels. The main motivation for most Taoist priests to cultivate Taoism is to get food.

So when they met today, Qianzhe naturally started talking about business.

"There is a Tiandi Bank in the township, which deals with people and ghosts; there is a building in the capital, which does department store business, which is pretty good." Qin Yao said with a smile.

When Qianzhe heard this, he was immediately envious.

I don't envy Qin Yao, but I envy Lin Jiu.

They have been brothers for so many years. Even if they don't contact each other often, Qianhe has heard that Uncle Jiu is guilty of "leaking money" and is so poor that he doesn't even have a decent house. He can only rely on a few people to look after Yi. village.

Now it seems that Uncle Jiu has long since escaped poverty and become rich, so he can concentrate on practicing Taoism.

"Where are the two uncles getting food now?" Qin Yao asked after he finished speaking.

Qianzhe said helplessly: "I rely on a little reputation to make a living, carry out funerals, escort corpses, catch ghosts, eliminate demons, exorcise evil spirits, and perform rituals... As long as someone gives me money, I will do it."

Xu Jiping smiled slightly: "I'm not like Qianhe, who has a group of apprentices to support me. One person is full and the whole family is not hungry. I usually travel around and just eat a bite."

Just as he was talking, the food and wine were served. Qin Yao poured wine for the uncles himself, then raised his glass and said: "Uncles, one of us will go."

The three uncles were very considerate, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp...

After three rounds of drinking, Qin Yao's interest seemed to be high and he opened his mouth: "When I was wandering around the world, I met a traveler called Fang Laodao. He defrauded me of eighteen taels of silver and gave me a life called wealth, wealth and good luck. I thought These four words describe myself, but later I discovered that things are not that simple..."