"Boss, boss!"

There was a frenzied knock on the door. It's in full swing here, Qi Ganxia frowned, turned his head and glanced at the courtyard door: "Get out!" Didn't you see what Lao Tzu was doing?! ”

"Boss, boss! There are important things, there are important things! "The door slammed even more urgently.

"Don't, don't ......" Xiang Nu was dizzy, holding Qi Ganxia's arm tightly, leaning forward, wrapping around the man like a vine, not letting him have the slightest idea of leaving.

"Boss, boss! There's a samurai looking for you! Open the door! ”

"Which samurai is looking for me? Wait a minute! Ganxia was furious and roared.

"Me!"

"Me!"

"Me!"

Suddenly, a thunderous answer sounded outside the door, and the voices of many people directly scared Qi Ganxia into trembling.

"Seventeen or eighteen, looking for you~! This is still a steady stream of people coming in, and some people who originally came to compete a few days ago are also here! The door was about to be knocked on, and the shopkeeper also showed unprecedented excitement.

"That's it?" Xiangnu frowned, and looked at Qi Ganxia in surprise and annoyance: "What's the matter with you...... You ......"

"Get in!" Qi Ganxia had a cold face, immediately stood up and put on his clothes, and glared at her fiercely: "Didn't you hear that something happened outside?" Get in! ”

The fragrant girl moved her lips and hurriedly swallowed what she wanted to say, although she had a thousand grievances and the ability to grab the waistband of the man's trousers, she could only hurriedly put on her clothes and ran into the house.

Xu was too flustered, and when he ran to the door of the room, he fell down, and he glanced at Qi Ganxia, and saw that Qi Ganxia didn't look this way at all, but hurriedly sorted out his clothes and hurried towards the door.

For Qi Ganxia, the fragrant girl is just a woman raised outside, not even raised, that is, a woman who eats. He can sleep with this widow, he has already given her enough glory, otherwise, where did such a widow come from to open that embroidery room in Dagger City?

And for Xiangnu, having lost her husband, the only way for her to survive in this murderous samurai city and find high branches to climb. It's not about climbing this, it's about that. Speaking of which, Qi Ganxia is in charge of the most prestigious Black Eagle Inn in Dagger City, and is a friend of her dead husband, this Gao Zhi is very suitable.

A widow whose husband is a samurai, if it weren't for the relationship between the pants and the belt of the samurai, she would have been divided among the other samurai long ago.

Xiangnu didn't sigh, she didn't even blush, she got up from the ground, didn't care about the injury on her knee, and crawled into the room, she understood that this was not the time to flirt, so she hurriedly closed the door, so as not to disturb people to talk.

"What's wrong?" Qi Ganxia hurriedly ran towards the door, he has opened an inn for many years, but he has also seen this kind of posture of many samurai coming to the door, most of them are gangs coming to take revenge, and once they take revenge, they will be messed up, no matter if the rules of your inn are unruly, they will be smashed when they are on fire.

But this time it seemed to be different from before, the voice of the shopkeeper was both nervous and hurried, and there seemed to be a hint of surprise.

Faintly, he felt that it had something to do with the painting that Lin Jianqiu asked him to hang.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the shopkeeper was pushed aside at once, and there were people behind him.

"Zhang Laosan, Li Li, and ...... Senior year, you ...... Didn't you just finish fighting someone yesterday? There are still injuries on the body, how can you ...... "I ate the bowl of rice in the inn in the summer, and when I opened the door, I saw so many people crowding over, although I was flustered in my heart, but my demeanor was very steady.

He first picked a few frequent guests, named them, exchanged a few words, asked about people's injuries, and wanted to stabilize the situation.

"Boss, I want the painting you hung in that inn too!"

"That's it, what a face, such a hanging, the samurai who come and go know it, it's just a third-level samurai, and my fourth-level samurai has never had such a long face!"

"I also mean this, although it is indeed wonderful to say that killing demon girls, but over the years, haven't I had wonderful fights? I want it too. ”

When he heard that everyone was really coming for the painting, Qi Ganxia breathed a sigh of relief. It's just a painting, it's much better than a gang coming to his inn to smash it.

"This ......," Xia Yuguang glanced at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper immediately said aloud: "This is Zhuang Sanaxe's friend who spent three ingots of gold to hang it." As he spoke, he made a gesture to take the money.

In the end, he was wearing a pair of pants, and as soon as he looked at it, the shopkeeper understood what it meant.

As soon as they heard that it was so expensive, the momentum of these people suddenly dropped by half. You look at me, I look at you.

"Then you say, do you give money and you can hang?!" A fourth-level warrior was not worth it, squeezed out of the others and walked in front of Qi Ganxia, and spat on the ground: "Don't tell me that I don't have a wonderful fight, we brothers are all killed by one life and one life!" ”

As he spoke, he lifted the tooth bag he wore around his waist.

"I can fight a fourth-level samurai, and the soles of my feet are all fucking heads! Gold ingots, Lao Tzu also wants. Lao Tzu wants this row of noodles too! ”

When Qi Ganxia heard this, his eyes rolled with a purr. He understands that this is a way to make money.

What does this Black Hawk Inn do to make money? Of course, not just by the drinks and the money for the food, nor by the little cut of what the victors get from the dead in the fight.

The Black Hawk Inn's largest income comes from introducing killers to dignitaries.

If you want to kill someone, which country you want to kill, or even the people of which city, I will recommend you the most suitable killer and take a cut of it. It's just that these warriors who come and go from the south to the north can rely on not only the Black Hawk Inn in Dagger City, but also hundreds.

The competition is fierce, and the business is not very easy to do.

But now that I see it, the method given by Lin Jianqiu is really good, and he can actually make money by hanging the painting on the wall, and there are people who are willing to pay such a high price of three ingots of gold. Qi Ganxia seemed to see the wealth rolling.

His heart was excited and he was laughing wildly, but there was a look of embarrassment on his face.

"This ...... I'm afraid not. He said.

"Why not? That Zhuang has three axes, and I am also three gold ingots, a lot of you have a penny, why, you look down on Lao Tzu?! When the fourth-level warrior heard this, he became angry and pulled out the sword in his hand suddenly.

"Of course not." Qi Ganxia sighed deeply and melancholy: "Mainly, this painting was painted by Zhuang Sanaxe's friend himself, and we are not responsible for painting ......"

"That's right, the three ingots of gold are just the money hanging on the head, and the painting was brought by himself." The shopkeeper hurriedly took over the conversation.

These two people cooperate tacitly, and the meaning is very clear, it is nothing more than hanging on the head is hanging on the head of the money, and painting money is painting money. Three ingots of gold, not enough, you have to add.

Lin Jianqiu is not wrong, this dry summer is really a thousand-year-old fox.

"No problem. Four ingots of gold. The fourth-level warrior sneered and stretched out four fingers: "How is it?" ”

"This ......" The shopkeeper's saliva was about to flow down.

Introduce a killer to someone, and only draw four ingots of gold, this painting is so expensive, it is really going to be profitable!

"Okay." Qi Ganxia laughed and responded.

"Then I want it too!"

"Me! I want it too! ”

"Here, this row of noodles, Lao Tzu wants it too! Lao Tzu has reached the fourth level, and he actually made the leader of this Zhuang Sanaxe bigger than Lao Tzu, do you want Lao Tzu to mix? ! ”

Rijin is making money, nothing more than that, Qi Ganxia's eyes narrowed into a line. Thinking about it, I will give Lin Jianqiu some money for a while, and ask him to draw a few, it's simple.