Chapter 242: Selling Pictures at a High Price
"Young Master, these drawings were all bought by me." The arrogant servant stood behind the young master in brocade robe and pointed at the drawings on the table.
"Each blueprint costs ten taels, but there were too many people. I only bought these. I'll go out and pay more later to buy the other blueprints back."
Due to time constraints, the arrogant servant did not have time to come back and tell the young master in brocade robe that the money used to buy these drawings was all his private money. He bought a total of fifteen drawings, which cost him one hundred and fifty taels.
This was really all the money he had, otherwise he could have bought some more blueprints.
"You said these drawings are worth ten taels of silver?" The young master in brocade robe checked the drawings one by one.
If these drawings were related to the treasure, they would naturally not be expensive, but the more he looked at them, the more suspicious they seemed to him.
Are these really treasure maps?
But why is it not coherent at all?
Without any landmarks, where would they start looking?
The arrogant servant misunderstood the young man in brocade robes. He thought that the young master didn't think it was worth it, so he said with a wronged look on his face, "Young master, many people are trying to grab the blueprints. If the seller hadn't said that each person could only buy one per day, I would have bought all those blueprints back."
"I even spent extra money to get those people to give me the blueprints they bought."
The arrogant servant stared at the young master in brocade robe eagerly, hoping that his next words would be to give him money, but his young master said nothing and just studied the blueprint with his face drooping.
In a dilapidated courtyard in Pinggu Town, a tall, thin man with messy hair was handing a purse to Ye Wu: "All the money we collected this time is in it."
Ye Wu opened the purse and took a look. He took out some small change and handed it to the tall and thin man: "This is for you."
"Thanks, brother." The tall, thin, dark-skinned man's face was full of smiles: "If there is such good news in the future, please tell me again."
Ye Wu nodded and warned them again: "Don't go out during this period of time. If you are discovered, you may get into trouble."
The tall and thin man was enjoying the change in his hand. He shook his head nonchalantly when he heard this: "People like us, even if we are not discovered, there will be people who will cause trouble. It's okay."
Ye Wu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Have you ever thought about finding something to do?"
The tall and thin man was stunned for a moment, looked at Ye Wu, and shook his head after a moment: "Do you know my name? You son of a bitch, how can I be worthy of looking for trouble? Besides, if I look for trouble, what will happen to those people under me?"
"Fifth brother, now that you have a proper livelihood, it's better for you to stay away from us in the future. Okay, Fifth brother, I'm leaving now. You can leave in half an hour."
The tall and thin man said this and without waiting for Ye Wu to reply, he waved his hand and left.
Ye Wu sighed and stayed for a while before leaving. Fu Chengyun was waiting for him in a small teahouse two intersections away.
Seeing him coming, Fu Chengyun threw down the money and took him out.
"What's wrong? You're in a bad mood. Is it because you didn't collect enough money?" Fu Chengyun noticed that he lowered his head slightly and looked a little unhappy.
"No, everything went smoothly, and nothing was found over there." Ye Wu cheered up, "It's just that I'm living a good life now, while my former brothers are still living a shabby life, which makes me a little sad."
"You want them to follow me too?" Fu Chengyun guessed.
"No," Ye Wu shook his head, "They won't come. They can't read, and they haven't learned any martial arts. They just hang around on the streets."
Fu Chengyun was a little surprised that there were still people who didn't want to live a good life.
Ye Wu looked at Fu Chengyun's expression and smiled helplessly: "If you can live a good life, no one wants to suffer. Those people, sigh..."
Ye Wu didn't say anything else. Even though they were all gangsters, some of them had no choice, while others just wanted to eat and drink for free.
He is under the care of his uncle and aunt, and his cousin also helps him out. Otherwise, his life would probably be similar to theirs.
"Okay, let's go back. This matter is almost done." Ye Wu stretched and let out a long sigh.
Seeing that he didn't want to talk anymore, Fu Chengyun didn't ask any more questions, and the two of them returned to the Jiang family together.
Ye Mingzhu was helping Aunt Jiang to sew clothes, preparing to make a set of clothes for Jiang Hongyu, and asked Ye Wu and others to take it over.
Yunniang came to report that Lord Fu and Ye Wu had returned and had something to tell her.
Aunt Jiang looked up and said, "Mingzhu, go ahead and do your work. I'll let Yunniang help me cut it here."
Ye Mingzhu smiled and said, "Mother is attracted by Yunniang's craftsmanship and despises me."
"I'm not looking down on your skills. Even if we tie them together, we still can't be as good as Yunniang."
Aunt Jiang spoke a few words and knew that Fu Chengyun and Ye Wu had important matters to attend to, so she let Ye Mingzhu go and do her own thing.
Ye Mingzhu came to the front yard and saw Fu Chengyun sitting there drinking tea, frowning slightly and shaking his head.
"The tea here smells like stale tea. Buy better tea next time." Fu Chengyun looked up and said when he saw her come in.
Ye Mingzhu: “…”
There was a reason why she hated talking to Fu Chengyun. This man spoke so rudely.
"We are just an ordinary family. We are lucky to have tea to drink. How can we be picky about the quality of tea? If Lord Fu wants to drink good tea, just buy it yourself." Ye Mingzhu did not indulge him at all.
"Okay, I'll bring my own tea next time." Fu Chengyun nodded, not knowing whether he was in a good mood or didn't hear the sarcasm in Ye Mingzhu's tone.
Ye Mingzhu: “…”
"Ye Wu, give her the money we earned from selling the paintings." Fu Chengyun raised his chin towards Ye Wu.
Ye Wu smiled and handed a purse to Ye Mingzhu.
Ye Mingzhu weighed it and it seemed heavier than she thought. She opened it and took a look, then looked up: "Fifth Brother..."
"What? You think it's not enough? Let me tell you, if it weren't for Ye Wu and me, you wouldn't be able to get back even half of what's here." Fu Chengyun spoke before Ye Mingzhu could say anything.
"Can you please listen to me finish my words?" Ye Mingzhu couldn't help but rolled her eyes at Fu Chengyun. "I just think the silver here is a bit too much. The drawings I gave you don't seem to be able to be sold at this price."
There were more than a hundred taels in her purse, but she heard from Sister Chunhong that those paintings were sold at different prices, so how could they not be sold for more than a hundred taels?
"Master Fu is really smart. Since we are selling free pictures, we can sell anything. We filled in some and sold them. I gave 10% of the money from the sales to my friends, and the rest is here." Ye Wu looked at Fu Chengyun with admiration in his eyes.
"Those maps of yours don't look like treasure maps at all. Fortunately, I spent a few pictures to connect your maps together. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to sell them for this much money. Forget it, just consider it a good deed I'm doing." Fu Chengyun had an expression on his face that said, "You don't have to thank me."
Ye Mingzhu: "...He's a very nice person."
Fu Chengyun: "Of course, you know that."
Ye Mingzhu was speechless. This person really had no self-awareness.
Seeing that Ye Mingzhu didn't say anything, Fu Chengyun proudly picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put it down with a pout: "Tell me, what are your plans for the future?"
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