Chapter 149 I call you Uncle 9, you call me Uncle Shi

Chapter 149 I call you Uncle 9, you call me Uncle Shi

Chapter 149 I call you Uncle Nine, you call me Uncle Master

While Tan Wenjie was applying glutinous rice to the wound, he was thinking about the difference between himself and Shi Jian.

Shi Jian's Lightning Thunder Fist must be of a higher level than his own, but the exact difference still needs to be seen.

In fact, he was not that curious, so there was no need for him to touch Shi Jian. What if he got electrocuted?

After today, I will definitely not be able to hide the news that I have learned the Lightning Thunder Fist. I wonder if Shi Jian’s urine will turn yellow when he goes to the toilet in the next few days.

The young prince readily compensated for the losses incurred in the battle.

This included the destruction of Simu's house due to lightning, the death of all his clients, and even the rewards for Tan Wenjie and others who acted out of kindness, totaling thousands of dollars.

Even Taoist Priest Qianhe received double salary.

It's not that they don't want to default on their debt, but the fighting power displayed by Tan Wenjie and others tonight is too fierce. Knowing that they are no match for them, they should listen to the old Chinese saying: He who knows the times is a hero.

Tan Wenjie patted the person next to him and said, "Fei Bao, take care of those roosters."

"Brother Jie, I'm Jiale."

"Knorr?"

Tan Wenjie stared at the big round face in front of him and laughed: "You are obviously Fei Bao, don't joke, Jia Le is very thin."

Knorr:"……"

"It's really Jiale."

Knorr:"……"

It was definitely intentional. I saw you smiling!

Round-faced Jiale decided to stay away from Tan Wenjie. Not only was he hit hard on the body, but he was also stabbed twice in the heart.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't find the reason why I was punished.

The big roosters that cost 10 cents each could not be wasted. Two of them turned into charcoal, but there were still some edible parts in the remaining ones. Tan Wenjie took a chicken wing and tasted it.

Ugh, it’s disgusting!

Tan Wenjie dropped the chicken wings and found Qianhe and Simu.

"The zombies we encountered today were very troublesome. We narrowly escaped death."

The two nodded, wondering what new ideas the master uncle had.

“I think it’s time to publicize it.”

After beating such a powerful zombie, we must open a loudspeaker for the entire server.

If someone encounters a zombie that they can’t defeat in the future, they might contact me on their own initiative.

If any demons or monsters want to take revenge, they will definitely attack the famous ones first.

"That's right!" X2
The two of them agreed that they could be unknown in the mundane world, but could not refuse fame in the spiritual world.

How can they hide their real achievements? They are not Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu "walks in the night in gorgeous clothes" because all the troubles are caused by his apprentices, and he dare not tell others.

Thousand Miles Fax, start.

……

After dawn, the gathering due to the thunderstorm came to an end.

Tan Wenjie is going to Renjia Town.

Simu had to apologize at the cost of his reputation because all his clients had lost money. Every time a client had a problem, I don't know how Simu managed to continue in this business.

Destroying the remains of someone's parents or relatives is a mortal enemy no matter what era it is.

"Ouch!"

When Fat Jiale got up, he heard screams outside.

He quickly stood up and saw Jingjing carrying a cloth package on her back. He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Minister Wu came to see Brother Wenjie this morning, and then..."

Jingjing pointed at Minister Wu who was kicked outside the door, and saw Tan Wenjie running and jumping on him.

Then he picked up a bamboo chair and smashed it.

The young prince hesitated to speak: "The chair... mine..."

Snapped!
Tan Wenjie threw away the two chair legs and clapped his hands: "Minister Wu, do you feel better?"

Minister Wu nodded hurriedly: "Thank you, thank you Master Tan for helping me cure my illness."

After saying that, she pulled the little prince and ran away, without squeezing her buttocks or raising her index finger.

"Jingjing, it's time to go."

"Coming."

Fei Bao had already gotten on the carriage and said, "The carriage is ready."

Jingjing bowed to Master Ikkyu, then trotted to catch up with Tan Wenjie.

When the carriage passed by the provincial capital, he happened to hear people talking about Lan Kwai Fong. He arranged for Fei Bao to send a big flower plaque to Lan Kwai Fong in his own name.

Money is not important, but the identity of the top brother on the list must be secure.

He also wanted to invite Lan Kwai Fong to hold a special show. Although his master did not allow him to help with the organization after his death and let Zhu Dachang do it, inviting celebrities to sing on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month is also a reflection of Mr. Tan's ability.

After resting for a night, we continued our journey.

Renjia Town.

Haven't been here for a few months, not much has changed.

People were hurrying along the road, and their lives were barely affluent, better than those in Tanjia Town. However, considering that they lived with Uncle Jiu and his two apprentices, the danger level might be dozens or even hundreds of times higher.

In the teahouse, Tan Wenjie was having morning tea.

It wasn't obvious when his physical strength increased, but after his physical strength increased, his appetite increased visibly.

Eat a lot at each meal.

However, eating more also has many benefits, as it can speed up your physical recovery.

The manager from Renjia Town who was helping him with errands came forward to report the situation.

"Tell me more about Baiyu Tower."

The manager's forehead was covered with sweat. "Well... Boss, Baiyu Tower has been bought by someone else."

Tan Wenjie frowned slightly: "Didn't they say that no one wants Baiyulou?"

The brothel had average traffic and seemed to have encountered some trouble, so Baiyulou was urgently sold. After searching the entire Renjia Town, including nearby towns and villages, no one was willing to take over.

"No one wanted it at the time, but after hearing that you wanted to buy it, some people rushed to buy it." "Huh?"

If you think about it carefully, other people’s businesses may make profits or losses, but only the Tan family’s shop will always make profits. No matter what the reason is, everyone wants to make money together.

"Our Tan family's business in Renjia Town is a sure win. Others say that you, the boss, have been blessed by the God of Wealth. When Boss Ren Fa heard that you wanted to buy the Baiyu Building, which no one wanted, he immediately paid to buy it."

"Renfa?"

Tan Wenjie didn't expect to hear a name that surprised him.

"Tell me more about your recent business and the sure win you mentioned."

The steward nodded and talked about recent developments.

Business in the shop is slow on rainy days, so some people inexplicably take a detour to the Tan family's shop, and the shop still has business on rainy days.

There was also a thief who saw that the Tan family's shop was making money and wanted to come and make some money at night, but he broke his leg while climbing over the wall.

There is also a shop right across the street. The goods on both sides are similar and the prices are also similar. After comparing prices in several shops, customers will go to the Tan family shop to buy.

There are many similar situations.

The manager believed it was a blessing from the God of Wealth.

What a coincidence, it really is the blessing of the God of Wealth. The God of Wealth can bring in wealth and fortune, and for a business to make money, it naturally requires customer traffic.

The God of Wealth has the ability to protect property, so any thief who comes to steal will break his legs.

Especially after hearing the steward talk about how many stupid thieves came to steal and were caught, Tan Wenjie became more convinced of the benefits of having the God of Wealth protecting him.

But the God of Wealth could not always help to keep the wealth. Sometimes one shop made a fortune, but another shop would suffer a small loss. When the accounts were counted, Mr. Tan himself made a profit, but if you broke it down further, each shop had its own gains and losses.

As he spoke, the manager became a little unhappy again: "That boss Ren follows us around all day to pick up bargains, that's fine, but after hearing that you wanted to buy the White Jade Building, he actually exchanged the land deed overnight and bought the White Jade Building."

Tan Wenjie asked: "How did he know?"

The steward's forehead was sweating: "This..."

He was so busy making accusations that he forgot that there was something wrong with his management.

All the people working in the Tan family shop thought that the family was making a fortune every day, and that they were getting cocky. They were flattered by others, and everyone wanted to buy their inside information and get rich with them.

The door on his mouth is getting looser and looser.

"Forget it. I plan to manage the business of Renjia Town well this time."

There is nothing wrong with helping others get rich, the wealth is his, and others can only get a little bit of the benefit. However, he cannot bear the fact that the people he employs are like sieves, so he pays them enough and increases their salaries, but all those who should be dealt with must be dealt with.

He remembered something else and said, "Remember to pray for the God of Wealth for each shop and serve him well."

"I have already invited Master Guan."

"Please invite Zhao Gongming, especially the Black Tiger, and Zhong Kui. Oh, and General Zhou Cang, who is carrying the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade beside Guan Erye, must not be left behind."

"Yes, I see."

Tan Wenjie thought of the Baiyulou mentioned earlier and asked, "How is the business of Baiyulou now?"

“No one is going.”

The manager gloated, "It's open every day, and we lose a lot of money. Many young ladies have run away."

Could it be that the increase in his fortune that day was not due to the purchase of the Baiyu Tower, but rather that Ren Fa bought it first and he escaped the disaster?
If you don't lose money in business, you're making money.

He waved his hand to let the other party go and do his work, and then he concentrated on eating.

Suddenly I saw two familiar figures coming in.

Uncle Nine, and the literary talent that is essential for tea drinking.

Wencai saw Tan Wenjie and shook his arm in surprise: "Master, it's Brother Jie."

Uncle Jiu thought to himself that something was wrong.

Before, someone wanted to take me as his master, but I didn’t agree.

But turning around, Tan Wenjie became his uncle, which was embarrassing.

Uncle Jiu cares a lot about face.

Last night, the news about the zombie that was not afraid of lightning had already been successfully spread thousands of miles away by Simu and Qianhe, so that every Maoshan disciple knew about it, and the part about Uncle Master Tan Wenjie was definitely included.

Wencai didn't notice his master's embarrassed expression at all, and shouted loudly: "Brother Jie! When did you come to Renjia Town?"

"Just arrived today."

"Uncle Jiu, Wencai, I'm treating you to a meal today, please take a seat."

I call you Uncle Nine and you call me Uncle Master.

Tan Wenjie was not that angry and gave his nephew some face. He was the most magnanimous person and not as petty as Uncle Jiu.

"A few days ago, I was with Simu and encountered a zombie that was not afraid of thunder."

"What!" Wencai was surprised, "Brother Jie, you and Uncle Simu are catching zombies together?"

Wencai pricked up his ears.

I didn't expect that I would hear a story to go with the meal right after someone treated me to a delicious meal.

Tan Wenjie briefly recounted the process, which whetted Wencai's appetite and he ate two more barbecued pork buns.

Wencai and Zhu Dachang are similar in that they are both good at eating and drinking for free.

Suddenly Wencai's attention was attracted.

Jingjing trotted in: "Brother Wenjie, everything is ready."

so beautiful.

Wencai is really envious of why there is always a shortage of pretty girls around Mr. Tan.

"You guys eat first, I have things to do." Tan Wenjie said to the two of them, then stood up and left.

"Brother Jie is so awesome, ouch!" Wencai was sighing when he was suddenly slapped on the head. He looked at Uncle Jiu with grievance, "Master, what's wrong?"

I didn't embarrass my master today.

Could it be that he was trying to grab the barbecued pork buns for himself? That's not right. Today, Brother Jie said that he would treat everyone to eat whatever they wanted. It's even okay to take the food away. He already knew how generous Brother Jie was.

Uncle Jiu: "That's my uncle, you call him Brother Jie, do you want me to call you Uncle Cai?"

"what?"

Wencai swallowed his saliva. He really didn't expect his identity to change so quickly.

"I call you Master and you call me Uncle Cai?... Ouch! Master, I was just kidding. There's no need to be so polite between us."

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