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

Half an hour later.

Tan Zhibai returned to the Tan Mansion briskly and found Tan Baiwan who was playing mahjong with his wife.

"Why are you back so soon?" Tan Wanwan asked with a sideways look, holding a mahjong in his hand and tapping the table gently.

"Master, what a joy!" Tan Zhibai said with a joyous face: "I just went out and bumped into the junior and apprentice of Uncle Jiu of Renjia Town. After I told them about the weird things in our house, they immediately said to come and take a look. look……"

"What a coincidence? You haven't met the kind of liar who talks about people and ghosts, right?" Tan Baiwan asked suspiciously.

Being able to build a business on his scale and accumulate a net worth of millions is not that easy to fool!

"Master, can you tell if they are liars or not by letting them try catching ghosts? If they can fulfill our requirements, it doesn't matter whether they are liars or not," Tan Zhibai said.

"That makes sense. Just go and invite people in." Tan Wanwan nodded.

At the entrance of Tan Mansion.

Mao Shanming said anxiously: "Senior nephew, how will we divide the work later?"

"What is the division of labor?" Qin Yao was slightly stunned.

"That's how to do it. Didn't you say that there is a family of ghosts in Tan Mansion?" Mao Shanming swallowed hard and said weakly: "If we don't communicate in advance, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you by then."

Qin Yao suddenly realized, and then he remembered that Mao Shanming had no experience in "fighting monsters" with him, and he didn't know his teammate's top secret skill: squatting with his head in his hands.

“It’s not dark yet, and if nothing else happens, all the ghosts in that family should be hiding in the house.

Uncle, are you still coming into the house with me? If you follow me in, you don't have to worry about anything, don't think about anything, just squat in the corner with your head in your hands. If a ghost dares to get on you, see if I kill it.

If you don't want to go in with me, just pretend to be outside, chat with Tan Wanwan for a few words, and then wait for me to come out. "

Mao Shanming coughed dryly and said, "I'd better stay outside to appease Tan Wanwan. This is my specialty."

The two of them were talking when they saw Tan Zhibai striding out of the courtyard, bowing and saying: "Two Taoist priests, my master has invited you."

Qin Yao patted his uncle on the back and motioned for him to straighten up.

Despite the fact that the uncle is a good person, he still has to maintain a somewhat superior demeanor in front of outsiders.

Otherwise, it will lower the overall prestige of Maoshan and subtly affect every disciple of Maoshan.

"I, Tan Wanwan, have met two Taoist priests." In the yard, Tan Wanwan glanced at Tan Zhibai and looked behind him. A huge monster like a demon came into his eyes simply and roughly, frightening his heart. .

Be obedient...

Is this a Taoist priest?

Bandits are not so fierce these days, right?

"What are you looking at?" I have to say that when they first met, Tan Wanwan's look was very impolite, and Qin Yao was not a person who would spoil others, so he immediately asked.

Tan Wanwan was startled, thinking that the murderer was going to kill someone, so he almost turned around and ran away.

"Nephew, don't be so fierce. Look, Master Tan scared you so much that you broke out in a cold sweat." Mao Shanming did not dare to scold Qin Yao like Uncle Jiu, so he could only smooth things over in his own way.

Tan Baiwan coughed twice, raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead: "I'm sorry, it was my fault just now. I shouldn't have looked so rude."

Qin Yao nodded silently and said to himself: This Tan Laocai is very sensible and capable of stretching and bending.

Forget it, don’t scare him anymore.

"Mr. Tan, let's not talk nonsense. How much is the reward for catching ghosts for you?" Qin Yao said calmly under Tan Baiwan's frightened eyes.

"One... ten ocean dollars." Shocked by the opponent's huge body, Tan Wanwan didn't dare to tell the price of an ocean dollar.

In fact, in the movie, the reward he originally wanted to give Mao Shanming was an ocean. It was Mao Shanming who had a bad idea and let the ghost Xiaobao appear on purpose to scare people, so he extorted more than 500 taels of silver (bank notes).

"Mr. Tan, do you think I am someone who is short of ten dollars?" Qin Yao took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and looked at them and asked.

Tan Wanwan: "..."

What the hell?

If this guy is so rich, why is he still a Taoist priest?

Mao Shanming looked at Qin Yao's hand with great envy.

He is not ashamed to say that at his age, he has never had so much money in his pocket.

"Mr. Tan, to tell you the truth, we don't like money. To us, money is just pieces of paper. It's troublesome to have too much money and not be able to spend it." Qin Yao patted the banknotes in his hand with a look on his face. Serious look: "But if we start a forum for the ten oceans, where should we put our face in the future?"

Tan Wanwan was dazzled by the pile of banknotes and said loudly: "One hundred taels, no more. No matter how much money you have, you can get paid whatever you do. It's all worth it."

Qin Yao shrugged and put the banknote into his pocket: "Goodbye."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Mao Shanming hurriedly chased after him and whispered: "Master nephew, one hundred taels of silver is quite a lot. Ordinary people will never see so much silver in their lifetime..."

Qin Yao glanced sideways and whispered: "Uncle Master, we are masters of Maoshan, and we cannot fail. It's just a hundred taels, what does it count?"

Mao Shanming: "..."

It would be great if I can have this kind of confidence.

Damn it... what is it called, so cool!

"Wait a minute, you two!" Just as they were about to go out, Tan Wanwan couldn't help shouting: "Two Taoist priests, may I ask how many taels of silver are worthy of your status?"

Qin Yao smiled slightly, stopped in front of the door, raised his right hand and made an OK gesture.

"Three hundred taels?"

"Three thousand taels!"

Boy, a thief!

Tan Baiwan's face turned pale with anger, and he wanted to grab the other person's clothes and ask him harshly, "Do you know what three thousand taels means?"

However, then he thought of the pile of banknotes in the other person's arms, and the anger that had just surged dissipated unknowingly.

What can he do when he encounters such a rich and face-saving mage?

No way!

"Less, less... Three thousand taels is too much." Taking a deep breath, Tan Baiwan said with a smile on his face: "One thousand and fifty, I can pay a deposit of five hundred taels now. .”

"You think this is shopping for groceries, and you can still bargain!"

Qin Yao turned around and said: "Mr. Tan, I can tell you very responsibly that ghosts are ominous and combine poverty, sorrow, decline, disaster... and other eighteen ominous things into one body. They have no magic power or great luck. Your body will definitely be affected if you stay with them. If my prediction is correct, you have been losing money in your recent business, right? Maybe... your body is not as good as before. "

Tan Wanwan's face changed for a while, and he finally gritted his teeth: "Okay, three thousand taels is three thousand taels. I'll give it to you with both hands when the job is done!"

Qin Yao smiled silently and turned around.

Mao Shanming looked at him with almost admiration, and was greatly shocked in his heart.

It is said that they were originally here to recruit ghost employees. Even if Tan Wanwan didn't give him a cent, they still had to do what they were supposed to do. What was the result?

Qin Yao blackmailed a total of three thousand taels!

Oh my god.

This is the ancestor of blackmail!