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The so-called source of goods that Shen Zhao mentioned was naturally the weapons and pills that he had personally crafted.
In this rebirth, Shen Zhao was surprised to find that he had actually integrated all the cultivation he had learned in his previous nine lives, and could even directly use various Creation-level and even Great Dao-level skills.
He is skilled in everything, whether it's alchemy, forging, music, chess, calligraphy, or painting, and all his skills have reached the ultimate level of the system.
Moreover, the billions of items in the system shop are dormant in a spatial barrier. However, apart from some of the items used in the previous life, the rest are restricted from being retrieved unless the spatial barrier can be broken.
According to the division of labor, Feng Xiunian provided the materials, Shen Zhao was responsible for refining the finished products, and He was responsible for finding sales channels. Shen Zhao took four-tenths of the profits, while Feng and He each took three-tenths, which was a win-win situation.
This is also why Feng Xiunian and He Yishou were willing to submit to Shen Zhao as their leader. It was not only because they feared his strength, but also because they wanted to curry favor with this god of wealth. They had earned more in the past few months than they had in the past few decades.
Therefore, when the Red Dragon Gang proposed to establish a foothold in Qingyang City, it was tantamount to taking away Feng Xiunian and He Yishou's interests, so how could they possibly agree?
Moreover, Shen Zhao doesn't want to change the current underground situation in Qingyang City, so no matter what Chen Ruhai's attitude is, he is destined to be kicked out of this dinner party.
It's just unexpected that Chen Ruhai would have the misfortune of offending this guy. He must not have found out about Shen Zhao's situation before coming. This is a typical case of someone who has been in the underworld for too long and ended up with nothing.
No, they're not even as good as dogs; they deserved to be beaten.
Shen Zhao sat leisurely at the dining table, yawning as he looked at the iron cage ring in the center, modeled after the MMA ring from his previous life, and couldn't help but show a satisfied expression.
In this life, Shen Zhao intends to live freely and unrestrainedly, and no one should try to stop him from doing anything.
He had had enough of the experiences of being high above others, decisive in killing, and in charge of life and death in his previous nine lives, yet being powerless to control his own destiny.
Only by experiencing profound despair can one truly understand the essence of freedom and unbridled existence.
At least for now, Shen Zhao is satisfied with his current situation; he'll deal with the future when the time comes.
Enjoy life, and find happiness in simplicity.
At this time, He Yishou asked, "Brother Shen, when do you plan to open this restaurant? Although we don't rely on this for a living right now, we still have to put it up for sale."
Feng Xiunian, who was standing to the side, said while smoking a cigarette, "Yeah, brother, you've set up such a big venue, you should at least open it for business, or at least recruit a few people to make it look presentable. If all else fails, you can call a few people from my Wuwei military officers."
Shen Zhao waved his hand and said, "No need for you two to worry. We will open when the time is right. You just need to take care of your own business."
He Yishou stood up and said, "In that case, you go ahead and do your work, brother. We'll go back and prepare."
As he spoke, he reached out his withered hand and patted Feng Xiunian beside him, signaling him to get up as well.
The two left Shen Zhao's residence and wandered aimlessly through the streets.
Because the two were "famous" in Qingyang City, passersby would avoid them whenever they saw them.
Feng Xiunian shrugged, lit the cigar he hadn't finished smoking, and after exhaling a cloud of smoke, pointed to the City Lord's Mansion not far away and said to He Yishou, "Have you heard? The Lu family's son and daughter, Lu Xuanji and Lu Chen..."
Since joining the Qingyun Sect, he's risen from an outer disciple to an inner disciple in less than three years. His future success seems imminent; it's truly enviable.
He Yishou smiled, crossed his hands and tucked them into his sleeves, saying, "What does it matter to us what happens to the Lu family? We're from different worlds anyway."
"This old man just wants to live a few more years, to enjoy the riches of this world. That's enough for me. Who cares about being a prodigy or not? As long as I'm happy, that's all that matters."
Feng Xiunian nodded: "Yes, what does it have to do with us? What I want to say is that Lu Zhantian's fortieth birthday is in a few days. Since his two precious children are here,..."
"There will surely be many people from various sects coming to offer their birthday wishes. Do you think we should take this opportunity to get to know some people and, while we're at it, finalize the sales channels?"
He Yishou: "With the weapons and medicines produced by Brother Shen, are you still worried about not having supply channels?"
Feng Xiunian: "Having more avenues means having more ways to make money. We can't put all our eggs in one basket. What if Guangyuan Auction House doesn't come back?"
"As long as we have the opportunity to connect with the Qingyun Sect, our path to wealth will be endless."
He Yishou stopped upon hearing this, pondered for a while, and nodded: "What you said makes sense. Then let's wait for the City Lord's Mansion to host a banquet, and go and give them a big gift, and also get to know those high-society people."
The two reached an agreement and immediately decided to return to their respective posts to prepare for their departure.
Just as they turned around, a voice suddenly called out to them, "Hey, you two, can I ask you how to get to the City Lord's Mansion?"
Feng and He turned around to look.
Suddenly, a carriage appeared not far away, and a handsome man with a folding fan in his hand was looking at him.
However, while the handsome man was indeed good-looking, his tone of voice was extremely unpleasant.
"Who do you think you are? How can you be so ill-mannered? Is this how you ask for directions?"
Being a member of the underworld, Feng Xiunian never had a good impression of these arrogant rich kids.
Upon hearing this, the handsome man smirked, then jumped off the carriage, struck a self-important pose, and chuckled, "Sorry, this is how the Xia family behaves when we go out."
"The Xia family? Which Xia family?" Feng Xiunian asked, a cigarette dangling from his lips, arms crossed, his single eye gleaming. "Are there any such people in Qingyang City?"
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