Not much.

Fang Jiu left with Qiu Xiang, and one of his subordinates asked with a puzzled face: "Childe, with your identity and status, spending so much money to buy the "Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation" can already be regarded as worthy of him Fang Jiu, but why do you have to compromise and cooperate with him in the end?" ”

"Shi Hai, you must understand that some things are not determined by identity and status alone, but also depend on the resources in your hands!"

"Resources in your hands? He Fang Jiu is a little turtle slave, in addition to the "Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation" in his hand, what resources can he have? ”

"Don't underestimate him, he told me just now that he has a way to get the "Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivators" to start printing within a few days!"

"In a few days? It's impossible, it takes at least a few days to carve a page, and even if all the craftsmen in the city are invited, it is impossible to get a book to be printed in just a few days! ”

"So that's the key to my promise to work with him!"

Shi Hai thought for a while, and suddenly smiled and said, "Childe, it's not that you just promised verbally, and we will ...... when the time comes."

Wang Fatzi frowned, interrupted Shi Hai's words with some displeasure, and said, "In addition to thinking of these ghost masters, don't you see something else?" Use your brains more! Alas. ”

Shi Hai thought hard, but it was clear that as a professional thug, causing trouble was his forte, and let him use his brain to deduce something new, which was somewhat beyond his ability.

After a while, Shi Hai's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said happily: "Ah, Childe! I know! You must also want to open a green building, and then invite Fang Jiu over to tell the story, right? ”

Wang Fatzi let out a long sigh and said, "Fang Jiu said last night that Fengqilou made a lot of money, but how many days can this kind of thing last?" Will other Qinglou sit idly by? Will those who are young people not be tempted? How the hell did you grow this brain? ”

"But ......"

"Shut up!" Wang Fatzi glared, Shi Hai immediately lowered his head, and didn't dare to continue talking.

After a long time, Wang Fatzi opened his mouth and said: "Shi Hai, you can go to the workshop now and ask some craftsmen to go back, I will be of great use!" ”

Shi Hai hesitated for a moment and said, "Childe, how many times do you want to go back?" ”

Wang Fatzi groaned slightly, and said, "The more the better, I want to see people at night!" ”

Meanwhile.

Walking on the street, Qiu Xiang also looked at Fang Jiu with a puzzled face: "Young Master Fang, what did you say to that fat man just now?" Why did his attitude change immediately after listening to it! ”

Fang Jiu smiled slightly, and said casually: "I told him a joke!" ”

"Jokes?" Qiu Xiang was stunned for a moment, then turned her mouth and pursed out, and said angrily: "You liar!" ”

"Okay, don't be angry, I'll tell you!" Fang Jiu smiled and touched Qiu Xiang's little head, and said, "Actually, I know a new printing technique, and I can print the book very conveniently!" ”

Qiu Xiang still didn't believe it, and said angrily: "Childe, are you lying to me again?" ”

Fang Jiu shook his head: "I didn't lie to you, if the speed is faster, you must be able to see the Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation in five or six days!" ”

What he just said to Wang Fatzi was movable type printing, and only movable type printing could print books in such a short time.

Of course, if it was just like this, Wang Fatzi might not be so happy to agree to share the account with him, after all, although movable type printing is of great significance to an era, but for one or two people, its value is not very large, at most it takes a little more effort.

Therefore, Fang Jiu finally only used a few words to make Wang Fatzi completely compromise.

That is: "Maybe we have a chance to work together next time!" ”

Although this sentence is full of uncertainty, as long as the person is not too short-sighted, he will basically be moved by this sentence, especially Fang Jiu has shown his great value in the past few days.

Then.

A few whistling whistles suddenly sounded next to him, Fang Jiu turned his head to look, only to see two ruffians staring at Qiu Xiang with squinting eyes, Qiu Xiang's little face suddenly turned pale, and he involuntarily leaned towards his body.

"Don't be afraid, just a few little rascals!" Fang Jiu comforted.

"Damn, who's the little rascal?" The taller one of the little rascals immediately glared at them, and stopped in front of Fang Jiu and the others with a dark face.

Fang Jiu frowned, and pulled Qiu Xiang to prepare to bypass them, it was not that he was afraid of these two ruffians, but it was a very humiliating thing to fight with the ruffians on the street, whether in ancient times or in modern times.

But......

Fang Jiu's forbearance obviously made them see a kind of cowardice, and the shorter little rascal smiled lewdly, and the salty pig hand blatantly attacked Qiu Xiang's chest.

"Huh?" Fang Jiu's pupils shrank, and he immediately stretched out his hand.

The next moment, the little rascal's wrist appeared in Fang Jiu's hand inexplicably.

Followed by.

Fang Jiu pulled and pushed suddenly, only to hear a click, his arm was instantly dislocated, and he rolled his eyes in pain and screamed.

Merely......

As soon as half of his scream came out, he was kicked by Fang Jiu in the lower genitals, and the whole person gasped and fell to the ground, his cheeks instantly turned the color of pig liver, and he rolled all over the ground, but he couldn't scream!

The other person was taken aback, and just as he was about to make a move, a fist continued to expand in front of his eyes, followed by Venus flying in the sky, and the whole person fell straight to the ground.

Fang Jiu kicked him twice again in anger, and then walked to Qiu Xiang, whose eyes were full of light, as if nothing happened, and said softly: "Let's go, let's go back!" ”

However, the two hadn't taken a few steps yet......

The noisy sound of horses' hooves sounded in the distance, Fang Jiu's face changed, and an extremely ominous premonition instantly surfaced in his mind: "Could it be that Lao Tzu has made people calculate?" ”

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Jiu turned around violently, only to see the two little hooligans looking at him with a sly smile!