Chapter 492 Du Family Martial Arts School

"What did you say?" Hu Xin'er suspected that she had heard it wrong.

Zhao Si came over and grabbed her sleeve without any awkwardness: "Fairy sister, no, God of Wealth sister, please help me. If I really make a lot of money, I will give you 30%!"

He understands the difficulties the comic book store is facing now better than anyone else.

What's worse is that the one thousand taels were also taken away. If he only kept the comic book shop full of low-quality works, it would be on the verge of bankruptcy.

At that time, he would have to start a small business and pay off his debts slowly, but this was not his style.

Hu Xin'er shook her head: "You should just run your own shop. I'm not interested in other people's things."

"Sister God of Wealth~" Zhao Si dragged out his voice, "If you don't take care of me, I'll just starve to death on the street! Those creditors will definitely empty my house and kick me out!"

"Do you really owe a lot of debt?" Hu Xiner was a little unconvinced.

Zhao Si nodded with a sad face: "Those creditors are all vicious and evil. If I don't pay back the money, they will kill me."

Hu Xin'er touched the purse at her waist and asked, "Then why do you still have one thousand taels of silver? Is it because your creditors think one thousand taels is too little?"

Zhao Si choked.

The shopkeeper said at the right moment, "Young lady, don't believe Zhao Si's lies. He's only been in Qingzhou for a short time, and he's already accumulated such a huge fortune! He's as cunning as a devil. You'd better think carefully about what he says."

The implication is that Zhao Si is not a honest person.

Hu Xiner also thinks so.

One thousand taels of silver is not a small amount, and Qingzhou is not as wealthy as the capital. It should be rare for a store to have a turnover of one thousand taels in a short period of time.

If Zhao Si really needed to pay off his debt, why didn't he return the thousand taels of silver in his hand?

Zhao Si naturally denied these words and asked in a very aggrieved tone, "Don't you all believe me? I just recovered that thousand taels of silver from someone else and was about to use it to pay off a debt."

"You owe so much debt. If I open a shop with you, won't I have to fill the hole with you?" Hu Xiner finally understood his intention and said with a smile.

Zhao Si blinked his eyes and said, "How could you think that? I will not take back the 1,000 taels of silver I gave you."

Hu Xin'er directly exposed the loophole in his words: "But you want to give me the shares of the comic book shop. After I get the shares, you will say that I am the majority shareholder of the shop and should share the good and bad times. I will use the money to help you pay off your debts. Is that right or not?"

This guy is just trying to find ways to cheat out of the one thousand taels of silver.

"Sister God of Wealth, you misunderstood me!" Zhao Si frowned, as if he had suffered a great injustice. "I sincerely want to invite you to help me manage the shop!"

Although Hu Xiner admired this young man, she was unwilling to work with such a slippery person.

Therefore, no matter what Zhao Si said, her mind remained unchanged: "Whether you are sincere or not, I will not agree to your request. I am very busy. Here, I am leaving now."

The sun had risen by then, and even the dew on the grass leaves was reflecting light.

I don’t know whether it was the sunlight that dispelled the fog, or the fog that dispersed, allowing the sunlight to shine through.

Hu Xiner left after she finished speaking, without paying any more attention to Zhao Si.

"Hey, Sister God of Wealth, where are you going? Wait for me--" Zhao Si followed them to the door, but after Mu Qing turned around and gave him a cold look, he immediately stopped.

He walked to the table sighing, obviously very sad.

Although the shopkeeper didn't like Zhao Si's character, he had no business conflicts with him. Seeing such a handsome young man sad, he couldn't help but ask a few questions: "What's wrong, Xiao Silang? Is there anything bothering you today?"

Zhao Si didn't even raise his eyes: "You've been watching the excitement for a long time, and now you have the nerve to ask questions when you already know the answer?"

Seeing that he was unhappy, the shopkeeper came over cheerfully and said, "Why do you insist on having that little girl run the shop for you? She only looks to be in her early 20s, a young girl. What qualifications can she have?"

"You don't understand!" Zhao Si said unhappily.

"If you really need someone to take care of it for you, you can come to me, your uncle." The shopkeeper was not annoyed when he heard him speak in a bad tone, but a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

Just as he said just now, Zhao Si was able to save so much money at such a young age. What does that mean?

This shows that although the comic book shop industry seems inconspicuous and is located in the most remote corner, its profits are very high!

The shopkeeper thought to himself that he still had some savings. If this comic book shop could fall into his hands, and he could find a better location to open it, wouldn't he just sit and count money every day?

Thinking of such a beautiful thing, he felt itchy in his heart, and his eyes looked at Zhao Si more and more warm and loving. If you didn't know, you would think that Zhao Si was his biological son.

Zhao Si curled his lips and smiled: "Uncle, you are such a kind person. You actually like to help others so much. I have indeed encountered some difficulties recently."

"Don't be afraid when you encounter difficulties. Tell them loudly and bravely to your uncle." The shopkeeper's eyes were full of expectation.

Zhao Si's hand touched his purse: "Uncle, please lend me three thousand taels of silver."

The shopkeeper's smile froze on his face.

A moment later, the boy was thrown out by the guards in the inn.

Zhao Si stumbled and nearly fell flat on his face. He turned around and spat, "Pah! Don't you see what kind of person you are? You're a toad trying to eat swan meat. You want to take advantage of my shares, and after being rejected, you still treat me like this? Pah! You deserve to never make a fortune in your life."

The shopkeeper came out cursing, only to see Zhao Si spit at him and run away like the wind.

With the help of passers-by, Hu Xiner and Mu Qing have found the location of the Du family.

The Du family's house is a two-story wooden building that looks very grand. It is said that they moved here from Yangzhou, so although they run a martial arts school, the architectural style is rather graceful.

In the eyes of others, this is the uniqueness of the Du family, but to a professional art student like Hu Xiner, the mixture of two contradictory styles is really a bit eye-catching.

This wooden building looks like a nouveau riche building and has no cultural heritage at all.

The wooden building was very lively. There was a martial arts hall on the first floor. From time to time, the sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard from inside, which was frightening.

Hu Xiner wanted to go in, but was stopped outside the door.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, women are not allowed to enter here." The little boy at the door looked at Hu Xiner's bulging belly with a very serious expression.

Hu Xiner was a little surprised.