Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

I went to install the machine in the morning, and when I came back, I was sitting in front of the computer and couldn't do anything-my brain was numb!

Some are tired, tiredness is everywhere from the inside to the outside!

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Zhu Gaosui also felt all kinds of troubles that he had only started after meeting Fang Xing. After thinking about it, he looked fiercely and said: "Then Fang Xing usually took two family members and dared to go out and waver, and started...killed him. !"

Xie Chen felt exhausted physically and mentally, and persuaded: "His Majesty, although there are only two family members, Na Xin Laoqi is a warrior, and even your Majesty wants to be a warrior by his side. As for the knife, there is no need to say more, clever, and one-handed. The flying knife is superb, and it's over before it gets close."

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After the shop was handed over, those people curiously turned around in the concrete building, and then began to study how to arrange it.

At this time, it depends on who has the fastest reaction. When Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji were walking outside, they saw a man handing notes from house to house.

"Little Huang, honestly, you can make counters and door frames. If you want to make this shop more refreshing, master, there are more than a dozen apprentices under the little ones, so you can make them beautiful and beautiful."

The man smiled honestly, the shopkeeper of this shop also asked the price with a smile, and it was obvious at first glance.

Everyone wants to grab the title of the first opening, great luck!

And I heard that even the emperor is paying attention to this side. If we get the first place, we might still be in the sight of his old man. It's too cost-effective!

As long as this Huang Honest can win three businesses, he can be worth the usual half a year.

Zhu Zhanji said with emotion: "This is where the benefit lies!"

Interest is the driving force, and human progress is inseparable from this.

A few men in a shop in the front were smiling and talking. Jia Quan's efficiency was good. After searching a bit during this period, he has already figured out the details of the merchants in the big market.

"His Royal Highness, that family rented ten shops in one go. They were planning to let them go, but I heard that more than five shops are subject to heavy taxation. It is estimated that they are changing hands."

Fang Xing was happy when he heard it, and said, "I remember changing hands to pay taxes, right?"

Zhu Zhanji said in a comfortable mood: "It is to pay taxes, and there are still two phases in the market, and he can't rent a good price!"

"This is just making a second profit, Master Xia must be proud of it!"

Even Jia Quan is familiar with Xia Yuanji's character as a financial fan.

Walking out of the big market, Fang Xing saw more than a dozen stalls lined up outside, and the first one was Chunmei.

There is a spacious road outside the big market. Only the open space on the edge of the market can hold more than a dozen stalls, so it seems a bit crowded.

It's just that Chun-mei's current situation is not so good. Several men and women are yelling around her spring-cake stall. If it weren't for Chun-mei's holding a kitchen knife, she would have performed a martial arts trip.

"Sister Chun, I tell you, you didn't buy this place, so why should you be at the top?!"

A tall man yelled at Chunmei, but he was a little afraid of the kitchen knife, so he didn't dare to get too close.

A big guy was jumping and shouting in front of a girl. This picture made people look anxious, but Chunmei was not afraid, and said: "Why? Just because I was the first one to set up a stall outside here! You! Why do you say it? Why do you want to be in front of you later? Who gave you the reason? Let's go to Shuntian Mansion and talk about it!"

A woman who looked like a daughter-in-law also crowed on her hips and shouted, "Look at your young age. What are you waiting for if you don't hurry to marry? Do you want to save your own dowry? Hahahaha!"

This is a bit harsh, Daming's woman, if she needs to save her dowry, it would be an insult to her mother's family—no ability!

"What does it matter to you?"

Chunmei still arrogantly said: "Whose truth? Of course it is the truth of the world! Even in the presence of your Majesty, it is the same!"

The daughter-in-law said angrily: "Just because you want to see your Majesty? You have such a big face! Today you have to give up if you don't let it. Let's talk, can every family take turns every day?"

"Row!"

Need to talk about it?

The characteristics of the world do not suffer from lack and unevenness.

"Then you guys try!"

Chunmei sharpened her kitchen knife on the chopping board, not to be outdone.

The knife couldn't hold back a bit, Xin Laoqi glared at him, and whispered: "Don't move, the master has his own opinion!"

The knife's hand touched the flying knife, and the familiar feeling came again.

Fang Xing turned around and took a look at the knife, and when he saw his eyes were red, he said, "What is it? A man who hasn't been calmed by Chunmei, what can he do?"

The knife's breathing was a bit short, and it gradually subsided under Fang Xing's gaze, but the hand holding the flying knife was even harder.

Zhu Zhanji kept watching, just when Xia Yuanji came out, he shouted when he saw this scene: "What are you doing? Put down the murder weapon!"

Although he didn't know each other, the dozen or so officials behind Xia Yuanji were not ostentatious, and the men and women were scattered a little, but the man shouted injustice: "My lord, this woman has taken the front alone. It's unfair! Little! We talked to her, and she almost got chopped up by her! You see, she still has a knife in her hand!"

Chunmei let go subconsciously, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground.

"Protect your lord!"

An official rushed to stand in front of Xia Yuanji, his face full of tragic and solemnity.

Damn it!

Fang Xing couldn't keep silent, he coughed dryly, "It's just a little contradiction, so it's just for the assassination of Lord Xia? Just relax. Today is a good day, don't find bad luck for yourself!"

The official didn't look back, still standing in front of Xia Yuanji.

It seems that this show is set for him!

Fang Xing immediately forgave him, because there was no one in front of Zhu Zhanji.

You want to flatter your emperor and grandson too! idiot!

Xia Yuanji was helpless, turned around and smiled apologetically at Zhu Zhanji, then moved away from the person in front of him, walked over and said, "This is not..."

"Ahem!"

Fang Xing waited so long, just to boil the knife's evil spirit. At this time, the knife was almost out of control, and Xin Laoqi was holding his neck by the back of his neck, trying his best to calm him down.

"Quiet!"

This is the first time Fang Xing scolds the knife in a serious face.

The knife was taken aback, Fang Xing had already walked over there.

Xin Laoqi released his hand and said in a low voice, "Be honest, or you will be shut down into the black house!"

Since the knife entered Fang's house, Fang Xing has been simmering the eagle, whether it's warm and delicate or hard training, but in the bones of this kid is still the knife-a guy with a murderous tendency!

Xin Laoqi followed in stride, Xiaodao's eyes were still a little red, Jia Quan took a look, and sighed: "Don't think about the past and live your life well."

He had seen this class of people in the army, and they were all caused by murder.

The knife closed his eyes, he knew that those men and women couldn't threaten Fang Xing's safety.

When did I start killing people?

Thirteen years old, right?

Who killed?

It seems to be a Mongolian Yuan~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Well, yes, he fell off the horse, and then the small banner officer ordered me to kill him and take off his head.

That Mongolian Yuan man doesn't seem to be big, he doesn't even have a beard.

Remember that splashed blood... is red, even redder than the setting sun!

The knife's throat surged, and Fang Xing had already walked to the front.

"Who started?"

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