Shuttle between Two Worlds: Establishing Ancestral Family from the World of Nine Uncles

"Of course." William didn't know why Ji Ping was interested in Dongbo, so he nodded, "Dongbo is undergoing a transformation and needs a lot of financial support. But they have already loaned a lot of money, and even the customs has mortgaged it. Mr. Ji

, I advise you not to consider them, the risk is very high.”

Risk? It’s only a total of 60,000 yuan. What risk can Ji Ping take?

"It's just them! Dongwo, I'll lend it!" Ji Ping said with a smile, "Contact them immediately and resolve the matter as soon as possible."

Seeing that Ji Ping had made a decision, William said no more and said with a smile: "No problem, the Dongbo people have been waiting, and they can come over in the afternoon."

Ji Ping nodded, just waiting for a few hours, he still had this time.

The two happily reached an agreement and set the place for the afternoon discussion at Mayor Xu's home.

After dinner, Xu Jinzhong warmly invited Ji Ping to his home as a guest. His wife and son were waiting outside the door early.

"Ji Ping has met Madam." Madam Xu looked to be about forty years old, about the same age as Ji Ping's mother, so he would not be rude.

"Don't dare, don't dare. It's an honor for our Xu family to have Chief Ji come here." Mrs. Xu said a blessing and hurriedly asked her son to salute.

"My nephew has met Uncle Ji." Xu Ming, who was thirteen or fourteen years old, knelt down on the ground with a pop and kowtowed three times.

Ji Ping was startled and helped Xu Ming up from the ground: "This gift is too heavy, I can't bear it."

"You can bear it!" Xu Jinzhong said with a smile, quite satisfied with his son's performance. "From now on, you will be his uncle. If there is any disobedience, you can deal with it as you wish."

Ji Ping glanced at Xu Jinzhong. If it weren't for his fanatical followers, he would have doubted the other party's purpose.

Xu Ming, like Xu Jinzhong, looks like a scholar at first glance. He is very frail. Although he has a handsome appearance, he always feels a little dull.

As an uncle, Ji Ping couldn't be empty-handed. He took out a spiritual grain from his arms and handed it to Xu Ming: "I didn't bring a gift, so I'll give you this little thing."

"Thank you, uncle." Xu Ming took the golden spirit valley respectfully, a little curious.

Xu Jinzhong's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know what it was, he knew it must be a treasure.

"Eat it and try it." Ji Ping said with a smile.

Xu Ming looked at his father, nodded, and put the spirit grain into his mouth.

Xu Jinzhong looked at his son expectantly, as if hoping for a miracle to happen.

A wave of heat rose up, and Xu Ming felt as if a small sun had appeared in his body, burning his internal organs. But this feeling was very comfortable, and it was indeed wonderful.

Xu Ming's reaction was not big, even worse than Ergou and the others, but it was completely different in Ji Ping's eyes.

Thinking of this, Ji Ping took out another spiritual grain and gave it to Xu Ming: "Take another one."

Xu Ming ate another one and felt almost the same as before.

After taking two soul grains, Xu Jinzhong was a little panicked: "Chief, is there nothing wrong with my son's health?"

Mrs. Xu also looked at Ji Ping nervously when she saw this.

Ji Ping smiled and said: "No problem, Xu Ming's body is very good! It's a pity..."

"What's the pity?" Mrs. Xu asked quickly.

"He is a bit older, otherwise he is a good young man for cultivation." Ji Ping said.

Mrs. Xu was happy when she heard this: "Uncle, you are joking. Of course my son wants to study and get fame. How can he practice cultivation?"

However, Xu Jinzhong was greatly moved. He glared at his wife and scolded: "Women, what nonsense are you talking about! Get in here!"

Mrs. Xu was stunned, not knowing that her words had made the master angry. But she did not dare to disobey Xu Jinzhong's wishes, and walked into the backyard.

After Mrs. Xu left, Xu Jinzhong pulled Xu Ming and knelt directly on the ground.

"Clan leader Renxin, please accept my son as your disciple! I, the Xu family, are determined to follow the lead, and I am willing to attach my tail wings!"

Has Mrs. Xu ever seen Feitian Escape? No. But Xu Jinzhong has!

Money and power are of no use in the face of absolute strength. If his son had Ji Ping's current power and could find a place to proclaim himself king, who would dare to say no?

Long hair but short of knowledge, Xu Jinzhong is not as knowledgeable as his wife.

Besides, there is no conflict between practicing and studying.

Ji Ping hesitated slightly when he saw this. Xu Ming's qualifications must be very good. After all, he has never seen anyone who can take two spiritual grains. But he has only been in Taoism for more than a month and has no experience in teaching disciples.

"Mayor Xu, please think carefully. I have many enemies. If I enter the Ji family, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in peace for the rest of my life." Ji Ping took a shot and said.

"As long as you ask me to be loyal," Mayor Xu said with a smile, "It is my son's blessing to be able to practice with you."

Xu Ming was a little confused and confused. He had never seen his father respect a person so much. He was neither humble nor overbearing even when facing the county magistrate. Who is this Uncle Ji?

"Okay, I'll accept Xu Ming." Ji Ping nodded, "He will follow me back to Jijia Village and is not allowed to go home on weekdays."

"No problem!" Mayor Xu was overjoyed and quickly kowtowed to his son to become his master. "I will come to the door tomorrow with all my loyalty and courtesy to express my gratitude to my mentor on my son's behalf."

Xu Ming had a master in such a confused way, but he didn't know what the master was capable of.

In the afternoon, William came with Dong Yao, Mayor Xu accompanied him, and Xu Ming stood respectfully behind Ji Ping.

Once a teacher is always a father. In this world, a master is more important than a biological father. In fact, it can be said that from this moment on, Xu Ming's number one elder has become Ji Ping.

"Mr. Ji, I am the envoy to Japan, Saburo Okamoto, and I have long admired your name!" As soon as Dongya came in, he bowed ninety degrees to Ji Ping, showing great respect.

Ji Ping nodded slightly and motioned for the other party to sit down.

Xu Ming saw clearly from behind, Dong Yao was usually very arrogant and domineering, how could he be so humble in front of the master? And he was also a high official!

William was in the middle and said with a smile: "Mr. Ji is busy with official duties. Let's keep the story short. What do you two think?"

"Hi, no problem." Saburo Okamoto nodded fiercely.

Ji Ping naturally had no objection. He leaned back on his chair and said with a smile: "Mr. Okamoto, I can lend you money, but I heard that you don't seem to have enough collateral."

"No, Mr. Ji, this is a rumor!" Saburo Okamoto denied it flatly, "Our land in Eastern Japan is rich in resources. As long as you ask, you will be able to collect enough collateral. Please be sure to lend us this fund!"

Ji Ping sneered in his heart. The vast land and abundant resources seemed to have nothing to do with the Japanese.

"My request is also simple. I only need gold, silver, minerals, women, food, and nothing else. At least 30% of it is mortgaged." Ji Ping said.

After hearing Ji Ping's words, Saburo Okamoto's face looked ugly, as if he was constipated.

"Mr. Ji, isn't 30% too much? Dongwa's reputation is still good. I think 20% is about the same?" William knew at a glance that Okamoto couldn't come up with it, so he smoothed things over.

But Saburo Okamoto's face was still ugly: "One percent! Mr. Ji, we can provide you with a 10 percent mortgage! Dongbo and your country are separated by a narrow strip of water and have been friendly for generations. Please believe in our sincerity!"

10% mortgage? Ji Ping really wanted to throw tea in the other person’s face, and he said this. Don’t you know what’s going on in Dongwa right now?