Jiangzhou City.

After more than half a month of hard work, this cross-provincial sales work is finally coming to an end, and now all the chocolates have been produced, and only the sales remain.

Therefore, Guo Yongkun plans to dispatch all of them tomorrow, and the six of them will be divided into three groups and go to Lushan together.

It will be done in a few days.

In the evening, after eating Li Youguang's Zhiqing brand pot stew, Guo Yongkun walked alone in the quietly quiet village, and the other few people relied on their youth to be capital, and they had no idea of exercising at all, so he simply did not force it.

After a few years, they will know that they do not have the trouble of developing the habit of exercising, and once a man gets married and has children, his weight is probably proportional to the pressure.

And the pressure comes from many aspects, not only the problem of money, but also the complaints of the daughter-in-law, the crying of the children, and the health of the parents?

And so on and so forth.

Walking and walking, I escaped the light, and before I knew it, I arrived at the entrance of the village, and saw that the food store next to it had not yet closed, and there was a red rotor phone on the counter, and there was a sign next to it, which probably wrote a line of words in black charcoal - city triangle, long-distance seven corners.

It's also so expensive.

Guo Yongkun has been thinking about going out for so long, and he doesn't know if everything is okay at home, so he plans to hang up the phone and go home to ask, and by the way, report his safety and inform him of the news that he will go back soon.

"Hello?"

There was a crisp female voice on the other end of the phone, although the quality of the call was really not complimentary, but Guo Yongkun could guess who it was.

"Kiritori?"

"Well, it's me, are you?"

"I'm your little brother Kun. ”

"Oh, Brother Xiao Kun, I heard that you went on a business trip, when will you come back?" Hao Tongtong asked with a smile.

"It's coming. ”

This girl Guo Yongkun is basically regarded as half a sister, and her tone is easy-going and warm, "By the way, what about Uncle Hao, why did you answer the phone?"

In these years, whether you call or answer the phone, it is a big deal, you don't see the scene where the whole family is alert and stops what is going on when the phone rings, so if Uncle Hao is at home, he must be answering the phone.

Guo Yongkun originally asked casually, the policy is good these years, and there are a lot of old cadres in the league building, Uncle Hao may go to the field again, but Hao Tongtong's next sentence made his jaw almost not fall.

"Oh, he went to the party of Qingyunmen......"

"Wait!, what kind of rally did you just say?"

"The assembly of Qingyunmen!"

At this time, Guo Yongkun was sure that he had heard correctly, and said dumbfounded: "Qingyunmen?"

Where did Qingyunmen come from?

This is the modern civilization of the twentieth century!

"Oh yes, Brother Xiao Kun, you don't know yet, a new qigong sect has been established in the city recently, called Qingyunmen, and my dad is still a manager. ”

“......”

Guo Yongkun only felt uncomfortable swallowing a fly, and his heart was mixed for a while.

Reality is really more absurd than fiction!

Even Qingyunmen has come out, can you still live a good life?

"Tongtong, you don't usually read novels?"

"How can I be free, besides, my dad won't let me. ”

No wonder.

Guo Yongkun patted his head, a group of people read books and looked stupid, right?

"Tongtong, go and help call my mother. ”

"Okay. ”

Two minutes later, the voice of the old mother came from the other end of the phone, "Xiao Kun?"

"Yes......"

"I've got your news. ”

Guo Yongkun didn't finish pronouncing the word "yes", and after Li Xiumei was sure that it was her cub, she said like a machine gun, "That editor-in-chief of what magazine Zhou has been at home more than a dozen times, saying that if I can't find you again, I'm ready to commit suicide!"

"Zhou Bingwen?"

"Yes, yes, that's him. ”

Guo Yongkun was surprised, "What is he looking for me?"

"Looking for a manuscript from you, it is said that they have been out of draft for more than a week. ”

"What's that?"

Guo Yongkun was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself, didn't he give the other party a 100,000-word manuscript, and they are semi-monthly, even if they publish 20,000 words in one issue, they can toss for more than two months, why did they break the manuscript so quickly?

Fortunately, the old mother solved her doubts in time, but she is an old lady and doesn't know much, probably because "Xia Kelin" has now changed to a weekly magazine, and his novel has been serialized more.

Guo Yongkun smiled, so he was in his mind, and said: "Mom, that's okay, I still have a black book under the bed, you find it and give it to him, I will be back in a few days." ”

"Oooh. After Li Xiumei responded, her tone changed abruptly, and she asked in a complicated tone that Guo Yongkun had never heard before, "Xiao Kun, are you...... Did you worship some kind of teacher outside?"

“......”

Guo Yongkun looked confused, who did he worship, did he worship Lu Dongbin on Lushan a few days ago?

"No?"

"Nope!"

"How's that going...... Forget it, anyway, it's a bit messy at home now, you hurry up and come back after finishing your errands, you can't tell it on the phone, it's a waste of money. ”

After hanging up the phone, Guo Yongkun was confused, and at the same time had a very bad premonition.

......

After three days, all the chocolates were finally sold.

In the rented house, Guo Yongkun began to settle the results of the war and share the spoils.

A total of 2,931 pieces of chocolate were sold, five pieces each, and a total of 4,396.5 yuan was recorded.

However, during this period, some expenses were consumed, such as fares, food and drink, room expenses, and a larger cost of materials, which had to be deducted nearly 300 yuan.

This also means that their net income can be 4,100 yuan, and a few cents are ignored.

Looking at the pile of banknotes on the dining table that had been arranged into stacks and tied up with rubber bands, Guo Yongkun was nothing, but the other five people were already in a hurry, and they almost didn't rub their hands together.

"Two hundred each, is there a problem?"

Two hundred yuan a month, this is a year that university professors can't get.

The five people shook their heads again and again, so what's the problem?

After all, they just paid some labor, the materials were Brother Kun's, the ideas were his, all the expenses were still his, and they didn't invest a penny.

"Wow. ”

So, Guo Yongkun divided two hundred oceans by himself, and the other 3,100 yuan was put into his pocket.

It's really not easy to make some money these days, and then the scrapyard operation and antique acquisition point to the money.

"Okay, let's go to bed early today, and we'll go back early tomorrow morning. ”

It's just that where can the five people with two hundred huge sums of money sleep?

"Brother Xiaoguang, what are you doing?"

The prince looked at Li Youguang who had found a needle and thread to sew and mend on his clothes, and couldn't help asking.

"What else can you do, hide money, put so much money in your pocket, don't worry?"

"But Brother Kun didn't hide it. ”

"Don't compare yourself to him, which thief can play with him?"

Wang Ziqiang nodded subconsciously, feeling reasonable, and began to learn from the same, after all, a full two hundred yuan, you can marry a daughter-in-law in the countryside, if you are taken away by three hands, there is no place to cry.

......

The next day, a group of six people set off early, but it was not as much as when they came, and they were not alarmed all the way.

After leaving Hedong Railway Station at two o'clock in the afternoon, everyone parted ways.

Guo Yongkun naturally went home, as for them...... The antiques continue to be poured antiques, and the scrap collectors begin to collect scraps.

He had arranged it all the way, and he didn't plan to do everything himself.

"Wu Xiaogang, don't run, there's a kind of burning stick that eats me!"

When he was about to approach the entrance of the community, two bear children chasing and playing made Guo Yongkun's heart tighten.

No, even the little pot friends know this peerless murder weapon, who do they listen to, which adult is so boring?

"In other words, at the Qingyunmen Seven Veins Martial Arts Competition, that Zhang Xiaofan held a mysterious magic weapon fire burning stick, killed the Quartet, and began to ...... grandiose."

After another period of progress, Guo Yongkun was stunned, at this moment under the broken door building of their happy community, it was called a lively, a large group of old and young masters were sitting together, listening to the storytelling with relish.

And it's not the others who are talking...... Besides, there is no second person in their community who has this skill, it is Hao Jinjin.

It was called a passionate person, and all emotions were substituted into it, so that Guo Yongkun approached, and he didn't notice it.

"Yo, isn't this Xiao Kun?"

"I heard that I went on a business trip to another place, and it went well, right?"

The neighbors all smiled and greeted each other.

"Xiao Kun?!"

Only Hao Jinjin suddenly shook his head and stood up from the horse, his eyes fixed on Guo Yongkun, and his body trembled slightly......

I don't know if it's Guo Yongkun's illusion, I always feel like the other party is about to kneel.

I said Uncle Hao, you can take it easy, what's wrong?

Guo Yongkun frowned, said goodbye to the big guy, and then dragged Hao Jinjin to the community.

"Xiao Kun, you can count it back, the thousands of disciples of Qingyunmen are waiting for you to come back and preside over the overall situation!" Hao Jinjin looked at him sideways, his expression was both excited and full of awe.

"Uncle Hao, you're not sick, are you?"

"No, not only am I not sick, but since I practiced according to those Taoist methods in the book, I feel that my mental state is very good, and my body is as light as a swallow!"

“......”

Guo Yongkun's whole person was cute, and after a long time, he asked, "...... According to the method in the novel I wrote, you cultivated?"

"That's right, it's not just me, we now have thousands of disciples in Qingyunmen!"

“......”

This Nima, Guo Yongkun thought that "Zhu Xian" would be popular, but he didn't expect it to be so popular, it was all fake and true, and there were thousands of neuropathies to cultivate?

No wonder the old mother said on the phone that day that there was some chaos at home, this is not a little mess, it is a big mess in the world!

"Xiao Kun, don't try to hide it from me. I was indeed a little confused, but after careful analysis, I found that you have changed a lot when you return to the city, and there must be some adventures in the past five years, right?"

Hao Jinjin showed a Sherlock Holmes-like expression.

You know what?

Guo Yongkun couldn't refute it, because he did have an adventure!

Is there a rebirth?

"Look, I'll say yes!"

Hao Jinjin said with an excited expression: "I have read your file, I didn't think about it before, but now that I think about it, the evaluation of those brigades and communes is too good, not to mention, and there is obviously something strange in it, I feel ...... It's not for the living!"

“......”

"Xiao Kun, you must have suffered some kind of disaster in the countryside, and then you were rescued by a master, and then you preached the Dao Fa, right?"

"Uncle Hao!"

Guo Yongkun wants to cry without tears, what is this, can your imagination be a little richer, "Don't talk yet, listen to me explain, okay?"

"No, you don't have to explain, don't worry, God knows that you know and I know this, and I didn't say anything about it. And at present, the people who know that you are the outcasts of Qingyunmen, plus me, there are 17 in total, most of them are the backbone of our Qingyunmen, and they will not spread it.

"But there is one thing I don't understand, why did you code name Qingyunmen Outcast, could it be that you were driven out by others?"

After finishing the bird, Guo Yongkun felt that something was wrong.

What kind of dog calf Qingyunmen is this, not only has thousands of members, but even has a backbone......

He doesn't want to eat peanuts!

"Come on, Uncle Hao, let's go back and talk slowly. ”

He decided to wash Uncle Hao's skull first, and as for the others, he would find a way later.