Volume 1, Chapter 138 I’ll give you this favor.
Wan Jin glared angrily when he heard this.
The words came out from between his teeth.
"Why, my words don't count? Isn't my father's money my money? Do you still want to do this?"
After hearing this, the old man said nothing more, his expression was gloomy, and then he nodded.
He was just an employee and there was no need for him to go against the eldest son of the family head.
Besides, this is the young master's intention. Even if the head of the family blames me, it has nothing to do with me.
He quickly stood up and walked to the night pearl again.
A pair of sharp old eyes took a look.
Then issued.
"Ah...ah...ah...ah..., my eyes are so short. This is not an ordinary Cang Hai Yue Ming Pearl. This is the king of all night pearls, the Nine Heavens Night Pearl."
His sudden change left everyone stunned.
Jinghong stared with a pair of big eyes and asked, "Does it mean it's more valuable?"
The old man subconsciously glanced at Wanjin.
Then he said righteously: "Yes, this one is more valuable, at least... 100,000 taels."
"hiss....."
As soon as the words "one hundred thousand taels" came out.
Jinghong and Qingfeng both gasped in shock.
Feng He and the others were also shocked.
"My goodness, one hundred thousand taels, that's a lot of money, Third Brother."
"I don't know about other things, but Third Brother can guarantee that our Ye family will be able to eat meat every day from now on."
Feng He touched Ye Tingmu's shoulder with his arm.
"Brother...we are really rich now."
Faced with such a result, Ye Tingmu was embarrassed.
Although the conversation between Gang Wanjin and that person was very quiet, he was in the Lihe realm after all, so he could hear it clearly.
He had seen people conspiring to lower prices, but he had never seen anyone raising prices.
This operation really made him unable to do it.
He only knew that this fat guy was a jerk.
But he is a nice person and we can get along well.
They really are giving money to themselves.
When Wan Jin heard what the old man said, he looked very proud and smiled like a flower.
"Not bad, Lao Li, you have a great eye and are very capable."
He laughed, then walked to Ye Tingmu's side and sat down respectfully.
He said flatteringly: "Look, Master, I am an expert and a professional. One hundred thousand taels, is this price okay?"
Ye Tingmu's eyes rolled.
Forget it, since he is so thoughtful, I might as well fulfill his wish.
And look at the words, actions, and micro-expressions this fat man displays when talking to you.
It really doesn't feel like deceiving yourself, nor does it feel like digging a hole for yourself.
That is truly worshipping yourself.
I really want to have some bond with myself.
Why should I be so old-fashioned?
I decided to help him and fulfill his wish.
The most important thing is...
One hundred thousand is really not a small amount.
Now that Feng He's identity is clear, he can live safely in this chaotic world.
Money, power, and fists are all indispensable.
He cleared his throat and said seriously, "Okay, let's do as you say."
After saying that, don’t forget to add one more sentence.
"Fatty, you're a good person. I'm optimistic about you."
Seeing Ye Tingmu's eyes and words, he praised himself so much.
Wan Jin was so proud.
He was delighted and waved his hand.
"Old Li, go get 100,000 silver and the pawn ticket for my master."
"Okay, Master, I'll go right away."
Having said that, the old man hurried out the door.
When he went out, he did not forget to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered softly.
"You prodigal son! Sooner or later, the Wan family's wealth will be squandered by you."
After the old man left.
The little ones were extremely excited, especially Jinghong, who swung his legs back and forth on the chair, his hands on his cheeks, and looked longing.
Although she didn't know how much one hundred thousand taels was, she knew it was a lot.
But he knew that the dream of building a big house that his second brother had promised her should come true.
The same was true for Qingfeng. He didn't know how much money he had. As he said, as long as he had meat to eat every day, he would be satisfied.
Compared with the two of them, Guanqi and Fenghe were much calmer.
Guanqi didn't really care about these things, so he naturally didn't show too much joy. His face was as smiling as usual. Of course, he was not smiling because he was rich. He actually smiled on weekdays.
Feng He was in a daze with a serious look on his face. No one knew what he was thinking, not even Ye Tingmu.
Ye Tingmu started chatting with Wan Jin beside him.
"That fatty, tell me the truth, why do you want to be my disciple?"
Wan Jin looked solemn when he heard this.
"To be honest, Master, I have had a dream since I was young."
Ye Tingmu became interested.
"Tell me about your dream?"
Wan Jin pondered and said, with an unusual seriousness in his eyes.
"Ride a horse and sing loudly, wield a sword and travel to the ends of the earth."
Ye Tingmu felt a little awkward and asked in surprise, "That's it?"
"That's all." He spread his hands and continued, "So I was so excited after hearing the story of the master. One man and one sword, killing gangsters all the way from Yecheng to the north, 1,300 miles of clouds and moonlight. A 20-year-old boy punished evil and promoted good, killed corrupt officials and bandits for the people, and fought for justice. He fought against thousands of cavalrymen and armored soldiers. You are my idol, and the person I want to be the most with a million gold coins."
Having said this, his excited expression suddenly darkened, he clenched his fists and hit his chest, and his face was distorted with an expression of pain and unwillingness.
Ye Tingmu was stunned. What was he doing? Was he going to start being sentimental?
As expected, Wan Jin continued, "It's all my fault. I didn't know that Master had gone into the city yesterday. Otherwise, we wouldn't have met until now, Master!"
At this moment, Ye Tingmu only felt a chill on his back, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.
Damn, this is forced sensationalism.
Is it appropriate for you to say such deep affection when it is so false?
His actions naturally attracted the attention of several people.
They all looked at each other in confusion.
I muttered to myself again, this fat guy is really sick.
Soon someone brought in the silver bills.
Ye Tingmu took the banknote in his hand.
There are exactly ten of them, each with a denomination of ten thousand.
Ye Tingmu licked the corner of his mouth.
My feelings at this moment are indescribable, my heart is excited and my hands are trembling.
He handed the banknote to Feng He and said solemnly, "Second Brother, keep it."
Feng He nodded and replied solemnly:
"Brother, I'll do the work, don't worry."
At this time, Wan Jin saw that the deal was done and his goal was achieved, and he was happier than the Ye brothers and sisters.
If his old father saw this, he would probably be furious.
You lost 90,000 silver coins, why are you happy with them?
But Wanjin doesn't care about that.
Instead, he said in front of them, "Master, it's better to do it today than to wait for another day. It's getting late. I'm going to treat everyone to a meal at the best restaurant in Beimang. You must give me this honor."
Look at him being so generous.
Ye Tingmu was shocked and did not hesitate.
"I give you this favor."
Although I took advantage of others, so what if I took advantage of them again?
The food that doesn’t cost money is the most delicious.
I can also tell others proudly in the future.
I, Ye Tingmu, make a living by my face, and I eat well, hahahaha….
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