Chapter 332: Goodbye Plum Blossom Sword Technique

"Don't give me any nonsense, pay quickly, or don't blame me for being unkind to you!" the pork dragon continued to urge.

Hearing this, Zhu Shan raised his head and glanced at the pork dragon, his eyes full of disdain.

"Look at what, little gui. Look at it again, gouge out your eyeballs. The pork dragon said viciously.

Faced with the threat of the pork dragon, Zhu Shan was not afraid and took out a yellowed notebook from his pocket.

"This is No. 9 Xianghe Street, right?"

"So what?" roared the pork dragon with a shivering face.

"From next month, rents here will go up 20 percent. Zhu Shan's somewhat immature voice sounded, and the pork dragon was stunned.

"Rent up, who do you think you are, little gui. Tokuko, throw him out for me. As soon as the pork dragon's words fell, Ma Lidezi rolled up his sleeves and was about to throw Zhu Shan out.

"My grandfather's name is Zhu Rong, if you have the ability, you can throw me out. If you don't dare, you're my grandson. As soon as Zhu Shan said this, Ma Dezi's hand suddenly froze in the air, and a frightened expression appeared on his face.

The pork dragon was even more frightened and knelt on the ground all of a sudden, and shouted to Zhu Shan: "Grandpa, grandpa, grandson knows that he is wrong." ”

Zhu Shan was actually just talking and playing, but he didn't expect the pork dragon to really kneel on the ground and call him grandpa, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Ma Dezi and Hua Nongdi on the side saw the pork dragon kneeling, and hurriedly followed him to kneel on the ground.

Seeing three big men over 1.85 meters kneeling in front of such a thin young man as Zhu Shan, Su Jingchen and Zhao Xiaoya couldn't help but be a little surprised. Especially Su Jingchen, he was a little confused. The last time I met Zhu Shan at the NC train station, he seemed to be just an ordinary student from a poor family. Choosing to take the cheapest green train is a testament to this.

Even today, he doesn't look like a rich man in a white vest and sandals.

The Shanya Zhu family is not as famous as the Su family and the Chu family in the whole of China. But in Shanya, the Zhu family is simply a prince. In particular, Zhu Rong, the head of the Zhu family, is a god-like figure in the hearts of many Shanya people, and is known as the "God of Fire".

The Zhu family has a wide range of industries, and all walks of life are involved, but the most important thing is the real estate business. In the whole Shanya, almost all the places that can be called have the property of the Zhu family. The street where Su Jingchen and Zhao Xiaoya ate is called "Xianghe Street", and the entire street is Zhu's family.

Pork Dragon is a native of Shanya, so he naturally knows that if he offends other people, it is a big deal to change places, but if he offends the Zhu family, then the entire Shanya will no longer have a place for him.

"Get up. Zhu Shan's words are like heaven for Pork Rong. He kowtowed to Zhu Shan three more times, and then he stood up tremblingly.

"Okay, now that you know it's wrong, you don't have to go up the rent. Remember, don't cheat people anymore. If you let me know that your seafood restaurant is ripping off customers at a high price, you can think about the consequences. Although Zhu Shan's voice was still a little immature, it faintly contained a trace of majesty. The three of them nodded their heads again and again, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"Boss, you can recalculate the cost of our table. Su Jingchen stood up and said to the pork dragon.

After hearing this, Pork Long waved his hand again and again, and said with joy on his face: "Since I am a friend of the little young master, I invited this meal today, and I don't need money." ”

Outside the seafood shop, Zhu Shan, Su Jingchen and Zhao Xiaoya walked side by side in front, while Nangong Tieshu walked alone in the back.

"Brother Su Jingchen is here to play in Shanya this time?" Zhu Shan said with a smile, and there was no domineering attitude towards the pork dragon in his tone.

"Oh, I'm here for an event, to see the scenery and experience the customs here. Su Jingchen replied casually.

"I come here every winter and summer vacation to play here, and I am very familiar. Brother Su Jingchen, you can stay here for two more days, and I'll take you to have a good time. By the way, I'll take you to my grandfather's house later, he has a lot of houses over there, and he can live more comfortably. Zhu Shan invited very warmly.

Su Jingchen is actually a relatively withdrawn person, and he is generally reluctant to go to strangers' homes. But once Zhushan came to him, he did have a fate. Second, the child Zhushan gave him an inexplicable good impression, so that he could not have the heart to refuse.

"Zhushan, what are you doing here? After walking for a while, Su Jingchen found that Zhu Shan had taken out the notebook just now, and couldn't help but wonder.

"Collect rent. Brother Su Jingchen, don't worry, I'll be the last one today, and we can go to my grandfather's house after collecting the money from this family. Zhu Shan replied.

"So how many homes have you received today?"

Hearing this question, Zhu Shan thought about it seriously, and then replied: "78, this will be the 79th soon." Actually, it's just this street, it's all next to each other, so it's faster. ”

Even if it is a young man like Su Jingchen, he is a little secretly smacked when he hears Zhu Shan's understatement. There are 79 faΓ§ade houses, and in this mountainous area where every inch of land is valuable, it is simply an astronomical amount.

"Little brother, aren't all the rent paid online now? Why do you still come out to collect them one by one?" Zhao Xiaoya, who had not spoken all this time, felt that Zhu Shan was very interesting, and couldn't help but ask.

"No way. The old man said that people can't stay at home all day, they will be wasted, and they must find something to do. So grandpa stipulated, where the house of the Zhu family,

Someone has to collect the rent in person. Usually these jobs are done by someone, but when I came, he gave me some work. Zhu Shan spread his hands, no

Nai Didao.

Ten minutes later, Zhu Shan Zhonggan received the rent of the last house and prepared to go home.

Strictly speaking, the Zhu family is not in Shanya, but on a man-made island more than ten kilometers away from Shanya. After about half an hour by boat, Su Jingchen finally stepped onto this island of about 10 square kilometers.

Before arriving at the Zhu family, Su Jingchen thought that the Zhu family would be a super luxurious place like Wensha Castle. But when I arrived, I found that the Zhu family's house was very simple, consisting only of a series of low courtyard houses. These courtyards blend in with the beautiful surroundings, and there is no obtrusion in the slightest, and they look very comfortable

"Come in, several. Zhu Shan casually pushed open the door of a large courtyard, and the old wooden door immediately made a "squeak" sound.

Entering the gate, there was no imaginary scene of a group of servants coming to greet him, only an aunt who looked to be in her forties was choosing vegetables on the side, and when she saw Zhu Shan coming back, she just smiled slightly, and did not react much.

"Is Xiaoshan back? After a few more steps, an old man with a somewhat stumbling figure walked out slowly with a cane.

"Grandpa, I brought a few friends over to play. When Zhu Shan saw the old man, he hurriedly greeted him and held him up.

Undoubtedly, the person who was called grandfather by Zhu Shan was Zhu Rong. If people see Zhu Rong's current appearance, it is estimated that no one will associate him with the once famous and deity of the Shanya people.

"It's Xiaoshan's friend, let's all come in together. Aunt Yun, make tea for the guests. Zhu Rong casually glanced at Su Jingchen and the others, and the moment he saw Nangong Tieshu, a fine light flashed in his eyes, but soon he gradually disappeared again, and he turned into an ordinary old man again.

"Master, I'm choosing vegetables, I don't have time, let Young Master Shan soak it himself." Aunt Yun continued to choose the dish and said without raising her head.

After entering the house, Zhu Rong had a casual detailed conversation with Su Jingchen and the others, and said that he was sleepy and went to sleep in the back room.

After Zhu Rong left, Su Jingchen immediately pulled Zhu Shan aside and whispered in his ear, "Your grandfather is very sick." ”

"I know. Grandpa has been sick since he started to get sick five years ago, and his health has been getting worse day by day, alas. Zhu Shan sighed.

"Then do you know that your grandfather was poisoned?" As soon as Su Jingchen's words came out, Zhu Shan's face suddenly changed.

"Poisoned, Brother Su Jingchen, do you still know medical skills?" Regarding Su Jingchen's words, Zhu Shan was obviously a little hard to believe.

With Zhu Rong's identity, there will naturally be no shortage of doctors, and they are all the best doctors in the entire Shanya and even in China. But in the past five years, no one has ever said that Zhu Rong was poisoned. Could it be that Su Jingchen is even more powerful than so many top doctors?

"When I was a child, I learned the art of Qihuang from my master for a few years, and I just knew a little bit about it. If Mr. Zhu doesn't dislike it, I can help him take the pulse. Su Jingchen said.

Hearing this, Zhu Shan looked like "sure enough". At Su Jingchen's age, he obviously wouldn't be a skilled doctor. But he fell in love with Su Jingchen, and he couldn't bear to refute his face, so he said with a smile: "That's really good." I'll go and tell my grandfather right away, I'll have to trouble you when the time comes, Brother Su Jingchen. ”

Su Jingchen smiled slightly in response. Zhu Shan's thoughts, how he didn't know. It's just the way of healing, since you have seen it, how can you see that death is not saved?

Soon, Zhu Shan ran out with an excited face.

"Brother Su Jingchen, grandpa invites you in. ”

When Su Jingchen heard this, he asked Nangong Tieshu and Zhao Xiaoya to wait outside, and he followed Zhu Shan in.

At this time, Zhu Rongzheng was lying on the bed with a tired face, and only when he saw Zhu Shan and Su Jingchen coming in did he sit up forcibly, barely cheering up some spirits.

"This man, when he is old, he gets tired when he does something, unlike you young people. Zhu Rong squeezed out a smile on his face and said weakly.

"Grandpa, you're talking nonsense again. How old are you, at least you can live another fifty years!" Zhu Shan walked in front of Zhu Rong, pursed his lips, and said.

"Xiaoshan, you know how to make grandpa happy. If it's your father, alas......" Zhu Rong raised his hand and put it down again.

Speaking of his father, Zhu Shan touched his nose and was a little embarrassed. His father, Zhu Qiu, was a painter. In Zhu Shan's memory, his father always carried his sketchpad on his back and enjoyed his brush. There seems to be nothing else in his world except painting. Even his son, Zhu Qiu didn't care much.

Unlike those famous painters, Zhu Qiu painted all his life and devoted most of his time to painting, but no one knew about him, and no one wanted to buy his paintings. And this means poverty.

Zhu Shan hates painting, to be precise, he hates poverty, but he is helpless. Until one day five years ago, Grandpa Zhurong asked people to bring him to Shanya, and he knew for the first time that he had such a powerful grandfather.

Zhu Shan didn't understand why his father was obviously a rich second generation, but he chose to be poor. But there are many things he doesn't understand in this world, so he doesn't bother to think about this kind of thing

Finish.

"Grandpa, Brother Su Jingchen, he knows some medical skills, let him show you. Zhu Shan said.

Zhu Rong nodded, stretched out his left hand, and signaled that Su Jingchen could start.

Su Jingchen didn't say much, and put his finger on Zhu Rong's pulse.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black suit burst in. After seeing Su Jingchen, his face changed, and he opened Su Jingchen's hand.

"Zhu Dong, what are you doing here? Zhu Rong frowned and asked.