Wu Ming's conditions are very generous, the old man is a diligent and honest man, and he is of course more suspicious than believing about the pie in the sky. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't believe it, mainly because it is the luck of a generation, and he has been a person who has been bumpy and hard all his life, how can he believe that good luck has fallen on his head so simply?

The old man took Wu Ming and the two of them in a daze and came to the place where he lived. The old man lived in a place called Wangjiagou outside the town of Panyang.

Wangjiagou is actually a small village, through the old man's narration, Wu Ming and they know that the people living here are ordinary people who can't practice, and in such a world where martial arts are respected, ordinary people are mostly poor.

No matter what kind of social form, as long as there is a social existence, then it means class, and the distinction between classes is often based on a group's ability to possess no resources, no matter what form of expression of this ability, its ultimate support is material force.

Therefore, in this world where force is the highest priority, those who are unable to practice are those who cannot attain force, and can such a group of people not be poor? Of course, if they are born into a big family, then it is a different matter.

Wu Ming and Yang Xiao walked into the village, Wu Ming had never seen such a village, such a village could no longer be described as simple, like Wujia Village can be said to be simple, but if Wangjiagou is described as simple, it is obviously exaggerated, if you really want to find a word to describe it, Wu Ming can only think of shabby.

Yang Xiao said in a low voice: "Xiao Ming, I can't imagine that there is such a desolate place. ”

Wu Ming walked into Wangjiagou, thinking of the slums of some equatorial countries seen on TV in his previous life, he also had a special feeling in his heart, and at the same time, he suddenly felt that such a group of poor people may be the forgotten force in this world.

Wu Ming's insight from his previous life gave him a bold idea, if these people who couldn't cultivate had those thermal weapons in their previous life, what kind of situation would it be?

This kind of thought made Wu Ming a little excited, thinking of thermal weapons, he thought of the Tang Gate, so he set another goal in his heart for this trip to the Tang Gate.

Between thoughts, Wu Ming and the others came to the old man's house, there were no tables and chairs at home, everyone could only sit on the ground, outside the broken house was a shed, and in the shed was a pot, which should be used to make sugar water.

After Wu Ming and the others sat down, the old man called out his two sons, the eldest son was a thick man, but unfortunately he was missing a hand, while the second son looked like a Sven, with some bookish air between his eyebrows.

The old man said: "Second brother, quickly get your paper out, this noble man wants to use it." ”

The clothes worn by Wu Ming and Yang Xiao are very ordinary, and it is the truth that people rely on clothes, so the second son of the old man looks at the appearance of the two and feels that he does not feel like a nobleman.

If you are not a nobleman, then take out your precious paper and give it to them, then isn't it a bit tyrannical?!

So the old man's second son said, "Father, where did you meet these two nobles?" ”

Although the words were tactful, the meaning was very clear, the old man was not a person who could play tricks, and he naturally couldn't understand what he wanted to do, and the honest old man replied: "I met him on the street." ”

"Father, people in this world are unpredictable!"

Yang Xiao was slightly angry, but Wu Ming smiled faintly and said: "What the old man said is really right, your eldest son is still a simple person, but your second son is really a guy who is not angry." ”

Facing Wu Ming's straightforward words, the second son was furious, and he said to Wu Ming in a sonorous tone: "My father said that I was not angry, I admit it, I can only blame this world for being unfair, if it weren't for the poverty of my family since I was a child, and the root of the disease that fell on my body, I wouldn't have ended up with a quenching body!"

Knowing his son, Mo Ruo's father, the old man knew his son's temper, so he hurriedly stopped: "Second brother! Enough! Hurry up and get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." ”

Wu Ming understood the second son's concerns, and he understood the peculiar stinginess of people after they were poor to the end, so he took out the five thousand taels he promised to the old man.

"Uncle, you can take it first. ”

White flowers are easier to shut up, such as white flowers' silver, white flowers, and white flowers.

Seeing the silver of the white flowers, the old man's son finally took out his precious pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, Wu Ming took the pen, wrote down the steps of how to market, and handed it to the old man after writing.

The old man smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't understand the old man." ”

"Your son can explain it to you. ”

As for how the old man's second son explained, Wu Ming didn't care, he did it on a whim when he came here, just to plant a seed for the future.

The second son of the old man became very respectful after reading what Wu Ming wrote, he understood what Wu Ming handed over to them, and because he understood it, he saw hope.

He bowed and said: "Villain Wang Shan, I was offended a lot just now, please forgive Childe, the villain deeply feels Childe's talent, but I don't understand why Childe wants to help us?"

Wu Ming thought for a while and said: "I value Uncle Wang's simplicity, I believe in him, but what you do is just an idea of mine, if it can be done, it may be able to find a way for those poor people to survive in the future." ”

Wang Shan bowed his head and said: "Gongzi Gaoyi, Wang Shan is willing to serve his life! Dare to ask Gongzi Gao's surname?"

The old man and the eldest son didn't understand, so they just bowed to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming helped them up, and then said: "Just call me Wu Gongzi, if you try it, if my method is feasible, you can't hide your selfishness, you must drive more people to become rich." ”

Wang Shan's knocking on the leader's order is completely a subordinate style. With the existence of such a person as Wang Shan, Wu Ming no longer worries about losing his money in vain.

After a simple pre-appointment with the old man's father and son, Wu Ming and they left Wangjiagou. As soon as he left Wangjiagou, Yang Xiao, who had been silent, asked directly, "Why did you do this?"

"On a whim, I just want to help Uncle Wang, there is no reason!"

Yang Xiao actually felt that Wu Ming's move was out of benevolence, because he really didn't expect that this move would be beneficial to Wu Ming, and the reason why he asked Wu Ming was just out of prudence.

Wu Ming was in a good mood, he didn't expect that his momentary kindness might bring huge returns in the future, and this kind of reward is difficult for people in this world to understand, maybe this is a good person has a good reward.

Looking at the smile on Wu Ming's face, Yang Xiao thought that it was a kind of joy after helping others, so she also felt very happy, only those who have a benevolent heart can have the world in their hearts, which is also what the person she wants to find must have, unconsciously, Wu Ming is one step closer to the candidate standard in Yang Xiao's heart.