Mao Jue is actually not a person with big ambitions, just a month ago, his goal in this life was just to buy a store, run a small shop, live a life of drought and flood to ensure income, and then marry a daughter-in-law and have a baby, wait for the baby to grow up, retire by himself, find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to relax, and then this life will pass.

However, in the island city, it will take him an unknown number of years to realize this wish, not to mention the store, even the place where he lives is rented, not to mention opening a store, buying a house is far away for him.

I really didn't expect that after more than 400 years of time, his dream would come true.

More than 400 square meters of three large tile houses facing the street, if the future generations are enough to open a big hotel, even if this Phi Island is at most a pair of third- and fourth-tier cities in the later generations, it is still not a month ago Mao Jue can expect extravagance, that is two or three million!

"Move out, move away!"

In these years, the soldiers are still worthless, Wen Meng, a hundred households, shouted casually, and more than a dozen soldiers came over to do chores, and moved out the old Jiaotou's belongings and soft things, as for the remaining salt, alkali noodles and some goods, there is not much left, and it is not groundless for the old man Jiao to return to his hometown to support the elderly, on the other hand, Mao Jue's bullying came too suddenly, and these things are not easy to deal with, so they are simply thrown away.

This old anxious belongings loaded three carriages and went out miserably, and a few guys in Wenyuan Pavilion and selling straw shoes were full of excitement carrying glassware full of excitement to move inside, looking at the old man's appearance of turning back step by step, Mao Jue's heart was a little soft, and he grabbed He Siyong who was moving next to him, and muttered quietly.

"He Laosi, let's not go too far, bullying an old man like this, it's a bit of a fall for my Mao family's reputation!"

Twenty taels of silver, which is equivalent to less than 20,000 yuan in later generations, 20,000 yuan for a store, if Mao Jue dared to say it at that time, he would either be laughed out of his big teeth, or he would be beaten out as a neuropath.

However, looking at Mao Jue's eyes, He Siyong shook his head with sinister eyebrows and mouse-eyed eyes.

"Young master, twenty taels is a lot, there are some broken things left in his store, and it is only seven or eight taels of silver, as for this store, it was originally from the Mao family, let's just get it back!" If it weren't for the young master's lack of objection, we would have been able to redeem the store for ten taels of silver! ”

"What?"

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This year is really an unreasonable era, first of all, nominally this small town of Phi Dao is Mao Wenlong's, he entangled the defeated soldiers who fled after the battle of Salhu, Liaoyang, and Shenyang, first set up a walled city on the island, built these markets, and the houses belong to the government, and Mao Wenlong is the government here.

Secondly, Lao Jiaotou's shop was not obtained by legitimate means, the old guy spent money to bribe a few heads of the general army yamen, originally this place belonged to a few Liaodong army families, he sent it out, and opened a shop in this place, and in seven years, he earned at least six or seven hundred taels.

To Mao Jue's place, it is just to continue this snake-like cycle.

Hearing this, Mao Jue finally felt a little at ease, the only thing he was a little depressed, he finally opened a shop, and the property right was not his.

Fortunately, as long as Mao Wenlong can be saved, there will be no one who can swallow him in the one-acre and three-point land of this Phi Island.

The shop is not open in a day, to deal with the old man Jiao's remaining rags, but also to build shelves, the most important thing is how to divide the money when the shop opens, move the goods, buy some food to send those soldiers to eat and drink outside, just inside this shop, a group of people set up a table in the evening.

"Tomorrow, the little one will find someone, put these shelves and everything on them, and then create a gold-lettered signboard, young master, you say, what is the name of our shop!"

They are all from the landlord's family, when Houjin did not lay down Liaoyang, they all had a good life, this is down to this point, and there is a shop again, the Wen family and He Siyong and several close relatives are all elated, especially Wen Meng has one more layer, Mao Jue is his sister's child, he is now in his forties and has no home, Mao Jue's nephew is also his closest descendant. Mao Jue is a little good now, and he, who is an uncle, is actually happy in his heart.

Listening to him holding his wine glass high and shouting, Mao Jue really pinched his chin, and hesitated for a moment before patting his head: "We are selling glass, since this is the case, let's call Linglong Zhai, Lao Tzu is the major shareholder, half of this income is mine, and the rest, you have an average score, you have no opinion, right?" ”

The brothers also settle the accounts, it is best to talk about this matter before opening the store, Mao Jue can see that several relatives of their nearby neighbors broke their heads and bleed in order to share the accounts.

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Wen Yuange, who heard this, Wen Shao couldn't help but raise his glass and thank him.

It's really Mao Jue's reward, he took the money, he gave the technology, this store is different from the previous scattered ones, and the silver can be earned more in the future, several people know that Mao Jue is giving the Wen family a way to live.

"Wen Shao, don't do that thing that disgraces the face of your ancestors, this shop, you will be the shopkeeper, the eldest cousin, a few of you will stay in the glass workshop, uncle, He Laosi, let's make money, there must be red eyes, you two are responsible for staring at our shop and the glass workshop, especially the glass workshop, and we must not let people steal our secret recipe!"

"Young master, just take a look!"

He Siyong, who steals chickens and touches dogs, is an expert, and he patted his chest with the strength of wine to guarantee the ticket there, and as for Wen Meng, he even put down the waist knife with his tongue.

"Who the hell dares to touch our secret recipe, Lao Tzu directly chopped him!"

The words are not only for outsiders, but also for these Wen families, after all, the birds are big, and there is no forest, but now, the big guys are all bent on making money, and these words just make a few people nod and applaud.

Mao Jue really suspected that he had entered the wrong line in his last life, he drank all night last night, talked about tens of millions of yuan in the list, and tonight, he gave the employees of the company and drank until about seven o'clock in the evening, Mao Jue felt that he was also a little superior, Wen Meng simply led the horse and sent him back.

"Hehe, young master tonight, I'm happy!"

It's rare that I haven't seen Suyi for a day, I came in from the corner door, while I was confused, Mao Jue was still muttering lines to show off to her for a while, and I walked through the second gate unconsciously, but in front of the compound, the firelight suddenly caught his eyes, and this familiar cry, cold and excited, Mao Jue's wine woke up more than half.

"Suyi!"

With a bang, the courtyard door was kicked open directly, and more than 20 servants in the courtyard turned their heads sharply and looked inside, Mao Jue's eyes were about to burst into flames.

A pair of delicate little hands were tied up and hung behind the back, the hands were tied purple, and a jagged stone on the ground began Mao Jue thought it was washing clothes, but at this time she let Suyi kneel on it, and the two subordinates kept pumping her with bamboo strips, and on her back and buttocks, a piece of red marks were revealed.

Next to her, Mrs. Shen sat there with Erlang's legs crossed, and Shen Qian, the previous leader of the family who cleaned up herself, was waiting beside her with a little pride.

"Who the hell asked you to move the people in my room, stop Lao Tzu immediately!"

"Young Master!"

Seeing Mao Jue come in, his crying eyes were swollen like peaches and he immediately sobbed and shouted at him, and Mao Jue immediately roared angrily.

"Young master, pay attention, this is the third lady, elder!"

Seeing Mao Jue angry like a beast, Shen Qian was extremely happy and snorted triumphantly.

"And, there are rules in our house, the previous young master just taught the little one, this plain clothes stole the treasure and silver in the house, and the third lady also acted according to the rules, young master, you should know the general situation!"

"Young master, Suyi didn't steal anything! The mirror and the silver......"

"The mirror and the silver are all given by Lao Tzu, let them go immediately!"

said, Mao Jue simply bumped up, but in an instant, several subordinates dragged him by the arm and dragged him back, the half of his face shining in the firelight was extremely feminine, and Shen Qian was even more proud.

"The young master protects his subordinates, the little one understands, but the rules are the rules, come on, give me a pump!"

"Try the fuck again, dog minion, I've ploughed your dog skin!"

"Damn, the day before yesterday, I didn't pump enough of your cheap bones, this person is cheap, and he will always be fucking cheap! The life of a lifelong slave, let go of Lao Tzu! ”

The more and more angry, Mao Jue's words became more and more ugly, at first Shen Qian didn't care, but listening to it, his face became more and more ugly, seeing this, Mrs. Shen snorted softly, this Shen Qian immediately rushed forward with great excitement, and took advantage of Mao Jue being dragged and slapped him in the face.

"Young Master!"

was beaten and lay on the stone, Su Yi screamed in horror, this time, Mao Jue was pulled out more than a meter, just sat up, and spit out half a mouthful of blood.

"Fuck, young master? It's just a bunch! ”

stepped forward and stretched out his feet again, kicked Mao Jue turned over, Shen Qian laughed hideously with a hideous face: "I really can't see your own identity clearly, a loser, a dead mother's mourning star, what the hell do you have, you are pointing fingers at Lao Tzu!" ”

"Shen Qian, you are a cheap slave, even if your tail wags high, you are still his mother's Maofu slave! I'll kill you sooner or later! ”

"Look for death!"

Holding his chest and staggering up, Mao Jue roared angrily again, but this sentence pierced Shen Qian's sore spot, again, this guy carried Mao Jue's neck collar, went up to fist ** plus, listening to the crackling sound, Su Yi cried even more miserably.

"Don't fight anymore! Don't fight anymore, I admit it, I stole it, Third Madame, you can kill me! Don't hit the young master anymore! ”

"Hmph, cheap hooves, just admit it, come on, take out the pig cage and steal the things of the Mao family!"

A hideous look appeared on the face that had been smiling all the time, Mrs. Shen waved her hand in a sinister manner, but at this moment, a loud bang sounded in the courtyard, and on the side of the fight just now, Shen Qian staggered back in disbelief, the corners of his mouth were broken, his face was still purple and blue, holding on to the door, Mao Jue also stood up with a smile, but the smile was as hideous as a ghost who locked the soul of Yin Cao.

"Hehe, the fucking immobile guy really can't do you guy!"