Chapter Twenty-Six: The Split Sun Hangs High and Falls Lonely
Zhang Feixiong smiled bitterly, took off a wine gourd from his waist, opened the stopper, and poured a sip.
How could he not know that the old man was comforting him, but what could he do but take one step at a time.
But once I think about it, if there is no father with the highest cultivation in the family, and only a few of their brothers are relied on, I am afraid that there is no guarantee whether this dart game can continue to open.
Entering Wanli Fang, Sheng Ash glanced at it casually, the layout of the first floor was no different from an ordinary restaurant, perhaps because the hour was still early, the entire first floor, there was not even a single guest, and after he walked in, he didn't even see a guy who came out to greet him.
Sheng Gray didn't care, he was about to shout, at this moment, from the back hall, suddenly a man wearing a white robe and three long beards walked out, he saw Sheng Gray at a glance, his brows couldn't help frowning, and his face was also a little puzzled, he glanced out, and said: "Which kid are you, why are you here so early?"
Another one asked him what he was going to do, Sheng Shen was strange for a while, and he simply asked directly: "Aren't you Wanli Fang here?"
"Nonsense, of course, and it's the only Wanli Fang in Qiujing City, if it's fake, boy, quickly answer my question, don't change the subject. The middle-aged man said.
"That's it, I'm here to sell things, and I want to see what I can buy. Sheng Shen said.
"Buying and selling things?" said the middle-aged man with a suspicious expression, "Do you really know what kind of place this is?"
Sheng Shen nodded and said, "I have some things to sell, can you do it here, if not, I'll go to Ankang Ji." ”
Sheng Shen turned around and wanted to leave.
"Alas, don't, don't, don't, little boy. The middle-aged man's face changed very quickly, and his face, which was still a little lofty just now, suddenly had a hint of flattery, and said: "It turned out to be a distinguished guest, then come on, little boy, but you want to go in, you know the rules, right?"
"Rules?"
"Li Xinzhu, what rules do you need to enter Wanli Fang?" Sheng Shen asked Li Xinzhu directly with his soul voice.
"Oh, Childe, to enter the four black markets, you need to pay a part of the money as a ticket. If you just buy items, you need to pay a gold coin to enter, and if you want to rent a stall, it depends on the length of time, and if you want to choose your own stall, the rent is another concept. Li Xinzhu's reply was very fast, and it was obvious that she was getting more and more familiar.
"Good. ”
Although what Li Xinzhu said didn't seem to be very detailed, Sheng Shen understood it.
To put it bluntly, the place belongs to other people, and if you want to make a move in it, no matter what you want to do, you have to pay.
This is a matter of course, and Sheng Shen has no opinion, but he just sighed slightly in his heart, and the cost is really not ordinarily high.
As far as taking Wanli Fang is concerned, just by going in, you have to give at least one gold coin, which is something that an ordinary person can't afford to spend at all.
However, he also has some such yellow and white things, so now he can be regarded as having food in his hands, and he is not panicking.
"yes, you don't know, do you?" the middle-aged man's face changed again.
"I know a little, but it's not very detailed, why don't you talk about it again?" Sheng Shen glanced at the middle-aged man, and with a flick of his hand, there was an extra gold coin, which he casually threw to the middle-aged man, "Don't worry, I still know the basic rules." ”
The middle-aged man's face changed several times, and then froze when he received the gold coin, it seemed that the child in front of him was by no means an ordinary person, and he secretly guessed in his heart that this was probably a disciple of a certain cultivator sect or a person from a wealthy family, and this dress should only be done to maintain a low-key style.
Such a person is not uncommon, and when he confirmed that he was at least not a troublemaker in front of him, he walked forward and said, "Childe looks very raw, it's the first time to come to my Wanli Fang." ”
Sheng Shen nodded.
"The contemptible person's name is Yang Qianyue, and he is a deacon of this Wanli Fang, I wonder if the son can tell me his name, Shimen?" asked the middle-aged man.
"Well, what's the matter, you Wanlifang also have requirements for this?" Sheng Gray frowned slightly.
"Childe misunderstood. It's just that my Wanlifang has cooperated with many sects in our Qiushui country, to give a simple example, if the disciples of Sanyangmen come, then the entry fee can be waived, and if you want to rent a booth, no matter what level it is, no matter how much time, it will be discounted. Therefore, the contemptible person asked this question, not deliberately trying to find out something. The middle-aged man said.
Sheng Shen shook his head and said, "I have no sect, you can take me around first." ”
"No door, no faction? After arriving here, I found that there was a spiral staircase on the lower floor, and there was a young man sitting behind a chair on the staircase, and when he saw the middle-aged man, he greeted him: "Yo, isn't this Deacon Yang, why, is it so idle today?"
The middle-aged man scolded with a smile: "Xiao Wang, you talk a lot every day, this distinguished guest, by the way, the son hasn't told the contemptible people, your honorable name?"
"Sheng Ash. ”
"Oh, Sheng Gongzi, Xiao Wang, you take Sheng Gongzi down to take a look everywhere first, I still have something, by the way, did you see the old juncture just now?"
"Okay, then I'm here, can you help me top it first?" Old juncture, he went out to bask in the sun early in the morning, and I want to say ah, the sun in the sky is cracked, and the sun is still basking in a fart, and it's really that mood, this early in the morning, isn't it fragrant to sleep with your mother-in-law in your arms?" Xiao Wang complained twice, walked quickly to Sheng Gray, and said: "Sheng Gongzi, please come with the villain, what Sheng Gongzi wants to know, please ask, the villain must know everything." ”
Sheng Shen nodded, and threw another gold coin to Xiao Wang, but he smiled happily and said, "Lead the way ahead." ”
The middle-aged man watched Sheng Shen and Xiao Wang gradually disappear under the stairs, looking thoughtful, and muttered to himself: "Sheng Shen, why does it sound familiar, where have you heard this name?"
"What do you say?" an old man's voice suddenly rang out.
The middle-aged man turned his head and just saw Lao Guantou and Zhang Feixiong walking over.
"It turns out that you are here, and Brother Zhang is also here, so it just so happens that I am looking for you?"
"What's the matter?" asked the old man.
"What else can happen, it's not Brother Zhang's business. ”
"Oh, what, there are eyebrows, is anyone willing to bid?" Zhang Feixiong looked so eager that he didn't even drink a sip of wine that came to his lips.
"Yes, but, alas. The middle-aged man's face changed, stroked his long beard, and sighed.
"What's the matter, you mean, Deacon Yang, what's going on?" Zhang Feixiong urged urgently.
Lao Guantou frowned and glanced at Zhang Feixiong, his good friend's heart was completely messed up, so it can be seen that how much pressure he has been under during this period of time, I am afraid that he is on the verge of collapse.
However, if you have been in this state......
"Just earlier today, someone sent someone to inform me that he was indeed interested in Brother Zhang's house, but, however, he was only willing to give 1,000 terracotta. The middle-aged man said helplessly.
"What? a thousand?"
The old man couldn't help but whisper.
Zhang Feixiong's face was even more pale, for that old house, his ideal price, but 20,000 terracotta, even if in recent days, things outside the city have been depreciating, even if there are bad rumors, but it will not reach this extent.
A thousand terracottas, what can you do?
If it is for a martial artist in the martial arts realm, it will be used for a period of time, but he has to wait for this terracotta to save his life, this money is not only related to his father's life, but also to the lives of dozens of people up and down the entire Zhangjia Dart Bureau.
"No, absolutely not. Zhang Feixiong shook his head violently and said, "This price is really unacceptable. ”
Zhang Feixiong turned his head and wanted to leave, but the middle-aged man pulled him again and said, "Brother Zhang, I think it is necessary for Brother Zhang to know who the person who wants to buy the house is." ”
"What, who is and what does it matter?" Zhang Feixiong looked sad.
"Yes, because that person is from the Wei family, Wei Changsong. ”
"What, it's him?" Zhang Feixiong's hand shook, and the wine gourd almost fell to the ground, "How could he take a fancy to our family's house?"
"I don't know that this contemptible person knows. Therefore, the contemptible people feel that if Brother Zhang wants to refuse, he still has to think twice. Yang Qianyue sighed and said.
"Wei Changsong, hum!" Lao Guan's face was gloomy, and he said: "Then what does he mean by this, if he wants to buy and sell by force, what is the place where he is Wanlifang? Besides, this autumn capital is now selling houses, not one thousand, but also eight hundred, how can he take a fancy to Lao Zhang? Moreover, one thousand, or terracotta, is this sent to call Huazi? I don't believe it, he Wei Changsong doesn't know, Lao Zhang's family is waiting for this soil to save his life, Lao Zhang's family has collapsed, what good is it for him?"
"Needless to say. Zhang Feixiong smiled miserably and said, "Old juncture, you have to help me pay more attention to this matter, and my brother will go back first." In addition, Deacon Yang and Wei Changsong were not busy refusing, let me think about it for a few days, let me think about it for a few days. ”
Zhang Feixiong said, took a sip of wine, turned his head and walked out the door.
"Well, you don't look at it anymore?" the old man wanted to pull, but he didn't stop.
Zhang Feixiong waved his hand, and walked out with some staggering steps, but he couldn't hide his loneliness.
Lao Guan looked up at the window, in the sky, the round of cracked sun, and his mood became heavier and heavier.