Six years of family affection has been wasted. Don't regret it if you dare.

After returning from the old village, Ye Mo found Leng Feng and Chang Lan and explained the matter of the water station.

It turned out that Li Dagang's father was the director of the old village, so Ye Mo signed an agreement with the village to purchase the drinking rights of the mountain spring water at a cost of 10,000 yuan per month, and then left 50,000 yuan of start-up capital for Lu Laogan, and first delivered water at a quantity of 1,000 barrels per day.

One barrel of water includes transportation costs, and the labor cost is 3 yuan for Lu Laogan. As for how Lu Laogan distributes it, Ye Mo doesn't care.

This made Lu Laogan and the three families all grin from ear to ear. What is the cheapest labor in the countryside? A bucket of 50 cents can be used to rob people's heads. As for transportation, apart from the fuel cost of a few dozen yuan, the labor cost does not need to be calculated at all. So at the end of the day, the profit is at least more than 2,000 yuan, and the three families will get at least 700 or 800 yuan, which is more than 20,000 yuan a month.

It's simply the rhythm of getting rich overnight. If it weren't for Lu Laogan's power, Zhang Donglai would have sworn brotherhood with Ye Mo.

And Ye Mo promised that this was just the beginning, and he would make them and the entire rural area rich in the future.

Lu Laogan burst into tears, knowing that he had met a noble man. As for words of gratitude, Lu Laogan would not say it, but just said, Ye Mo, you are good, I will remember it in my heart.

Because Ye Mo was still busy with school, he left all the selection of shops, licenses and decoration to Leng Feng and Chang Lan. Chang Lan was still a little hesitant, but Leng Feng didn't care.

"Brother Feng, do you still remember our bet?" Ye Mo's face rarely became more serious.

Leng Feng didn't say anything, just nodded, and then Ye Mo said: "We will go to the Magic City in half a month, you prepare."

"Got it."

"By the way, if the water is not selling well, you will call that Cheng Bo?" Leng Feng's eyes twitched when he heard Ye Mo say to call Cheng Bo.

"Ye Mo, Director Zhang said that the tap water will be drinkable in a few days. It's a bit bullying for you to sell it for 100 yuan a barrel." In fact, Leng Feng was worried that he might arouse public anger and bring unnecessary trouble to Ye Mo.

"What are you thinking? Am I such a profiteer?" Ye Mo asked awkwardly.

Leng Feng answered very straightforwardly: "You don't look like it, you are not."

It's over. His image is completely ruined in Leng Feng's eyes. Ye Mo didn't explain: "Let's sell our water at the market price, 18 per bucket. It's auspicious to take 8, and we will split the profit in half."

Ye Mo didn't give Leng Feng time to think, but Leng Feng still said embarrassedly: "Ye Mo, I know you treat me as a buddy, but I can't take advantage of you."

"Go away, you want to take advantage of me, but I won't let you?" After a joke, Ye Mo said to Leng Feng: "Sister Lan is almost 40, are you just waiting for me?"

"Although I know you have a good relationship, a man should give his beloved woman a home, not an endless wait."

Chang Lan, who was still busy at the side, couldn't help shaking when he heard Ye Mo's words.

"Ye Mo, thank you." Leng Feng didn't say anything else, but there was something more in his eyes.

"We've already said we're brothers, don't thank me all the time." Then Ye Mo said to Chang Lan, "Sister Lan, find two diligent aunts tomorrow to help take care of the business, don't be too tired."

Then Ye Mo looked at Ye Youyou who was still sleeping and his face was full of sweetness. After a few days of nutritious meals, the originally shriveled little face became rosy and plump.

"Sister Lan, remember to take Youyou to kindergarten tomorrow." Then Ye Mo and Leng Feng and Chang Lan waved and left.

East Suburb Shantytown

Ye Mo returned home. It was already night. He lay on the bed and sorted out his chaotic thoughts. Unknowingly, it had been ten days since he was reborn. Fortunately, he had the first start-up capital. Although it was a little less, it should be enough to go to the magic. The next step is to prepare for the physics competition in the previous life.

According to the memory of the previous life, Ye An ranked tenth in the city this time and got the quota of the city's outstanding three-good students. The city's three-good students have the opportunity to get the quota for recommendation to Tsinghua and Peking University.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo showed a faint smile on his face.

In my previous life, I didn't dare to answer the real results in order to please my parents, my sister, and Ye An. This time, I want to let the Ye family know what a true genius is.

Then Ye Mo took out the wooden box left by the old charlatan and the yellowed Taoist scripture. Suddenly, Ye Mo jumped up in shock, because the Taoist scripture was still the same, but the text was not the original text.

This is not entirely correct, but the Taoism in my eyes is

The sutra seemed to have changed. Suddenly Ye Mo thought of something and hurried to the mirror. He was shocked to find that his left pupil had turned red.

Then Ye Mo closed his left eye, and the sutra was still the original sutra. When he closed his right eye, the sutra became a scripture, the Void Body Training Technique.

Could this be what the old monk said he brought out from the Burial Immortal Valley?

Ye Mo immediately knew why the old monk didn't tell the old charlatan. It seemed that these things hid a shocking secret. As for why he didn't tell himself, it was very simple. He hadn't reached that level yet.

Old charlatan, no matter what blood feud you have, I, Ye Mo, will help you avenge it.

Ye Mo spent the whole night practicing the Void Body Training Technique, and finally managed to run a cycle. Although it was still very obscure, he understood a lot of things. It seems that the magic of the gods is not so easy to understand.

The next morning, Ye Mo was woken up by a phone call. It turned out to be Qin Jianghe's call.

"Uncle Qin?"

"Ye Mo, where are you? Today is the day I made an appointment with Chairman Wang. Don't forget. Lanting, 11:00 noon, Concubine Hall."

Ye Mo slapped his forehead. He really forgot about it. Then he nodded and said, "I know, Uncle Qin."

"I'm telling you, don't forget it."

"Don't worry, Uncle Qin, I won't forget it." Then Qin Jianghe hung up the phone.

Lanting is a clean stream in Shangjing City. Even though he didn't know who the real boss behind the scenes was in his past thirty or forty years, Ye Mo knew that even the Long family didn't dare to make trouble in Lanting in Shangjing City, let alone Long Bazhi.

Then Ye Mo remembered something about Lanting Hotel. That incident brought a catastrophe to Lanting. Although Lanting started operating again a year later, it was said that it was acquired by the Long family. Since then, Lanting has changed its name to Longting and has become the most famous den of money-losing in Shangjing City.

Calculating the date, it is exactly today. Maybe today will know the person behind Lanting.

Chuzhou Paradise;

"Eighth Master, are you okay?" Cheng Bo helped the bloody Long Bazhi into the Rolls-Royce, and then told the driver to drive quickly.

Long Bazhi touched the blood on his forehead, spat out a mouthful of blood, and cursed: "Scar Liu, just wait for me, sooner or later I will chop you off?"

Then he looked at the unconscious Vajra Finger Long Wu, but Long Wu was no longer Vajra Finger, because Long Wu's hands were chopped off.

Thinking back to what happened just now, Long Bazhi is still frightened. That person is too fierce. He and Long Wu together are not as strong as that person. If Long Wu hadn't risked his hands and chopped the other person, he, Long Wu, and the more than 100 people he brought would probably have to die here.

"Eighth Master, even if Long Wu's hands were connected, they would probably be useless." Cheng Bo looked at the unconscious Long Wu and sighed.

"Even if it's useless, you have to answer it. I'll keep him."

"Puff" Long Bazhi spat out another mouthful of blood, took out his phone and called Ye Mo.

Ye Mo saw that it was Long Bazhi's call. Ye Mo smiled and knew that Long Bazhi had escaped. In his previous life, Long Bazhi had to sacrifice an arm and half his life to run back to Shangjing.

"Ye Mo?"

"It seems that Master Ba is out of danger?"

"You know?"

"What's the matter? Master Ba is not going to doubt me, right?"