Chapter Seventy-Six: Temptation?

In the secret room, Lin Lan didn't struggle too much, but looked at Yang Xinyong and said very calmly: "Uncle Yang, what do you mean by this?" ā€

Yang Xinyong crossed his fingers and put them under his chin, "What are you doing?" Torture against you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 How's info, scared? ā€

Lin Lan's pupils shrank and asked, "What did I do wrong?" Could it be that the man did not listen to the discipline, and it was wrong for me to slap him? I just don't want to be bothered by him! ā€

"Yes, of course. You have done this to the satisfaction of the old man. Seeing Lin Lan's somewhat excited look, the smile on the corner of Yang Xinyong's mouth became even stronger, "It's just that a trace of disgust flashed in the old man's eyes when he looked at you just now, which made me feel very unhappy, so the old man decided to punish you." ā€

Two pieces of iron were attached to Lin Lan's arm, and Yang Xinyong saw a little gray powder poured on Lin Lan's arm: "There is no need to quibble in front of me. The old man's eyes are very accurate. You are different from everyone else, so it is better for you to be honest and honest so as not to suffer from the flesh. ā€

"Confession? Is this how Uncle Yang treats people who want to follow you to do things! Lin Lan roared. At this time, if he pretended to be calm, it would make Yang Xinyong more suspicious. A young man with strong blood should become even more emotional at this time.

Obviously, for Lin Lan's deliberate restlessness, the smile in the corner of Yang Xinyong's eyes became even stronger. He swung the iron pieces on both sides, as if he was spreading out the gunpowder in it, "Ah Lan, right?" You, if you don't say why you look at Uncle Yang with such eyes, Uncle Yang will not let you go. If you have a little bit of gunpowder, you won't have a chance to stop, it will slump and hurt you to the core. ā€

"I just can't fucking get used to seeing you on top of you. Why can Lao Tzu only take so much money, Lao Tzu also has to do a big pen, Uncle Yang, your laughter makes me very unhappy. Although I don't know why! ā€

Some of the stewards who were standing on the side closed their eyes, and some shook their heads and sighed, as soon as they came, they were going to suffer from Uncle Yang's special session, what a poor boy.

"You all go out, I'm going to have a good talk with this interesting boy." Yang Xinyong showed two rows of big yellow teeth, and the iron piece in his hand still did not remove.

Lin Lan could only break the jar at this time. This Yang Xinyong is extremely distrustful of others, lying and deceiving him in front of him is tantamount to digging a grave for himself, and he can only say what he thought when he looked at him at the time, but he just said the last sentence of wanting to kill him in his heart.

"Very well, no one has ever dared to talk to me like that, you are indeed very courageous." Yang Xinyong stretched out a stick of incense to the burning oil lamp and twisted it gently, "It's just that you have to pay for your courage now!" ā€

Lin Lan's restless body became calm at this time. Yun Xiaofan said that Yang Xinyong, a big pervert, likes to beg him for mercy when you feel scared, and then show a pitiful look. The more this happens, the longer the cripple will torment you. At this point, Yun Xiaofan has a deep experience. Unwilling to succumb to the endless darkness, he escaped many times, of course, he was caught the most, and torture and whipping were commonplace, so in the bamboo forest building, he told Lin Lan a lot of experience.

"Why don't you beg for mercy? Did you just accept your fate? ā€

Lin Lan looked at Yang Xinyong and said, "I have said everything, I just want to make a fortune with Uncle Yang." Since Uncle Yang doesn't believe it, no matter what Ah Lan says, it's in vain. ā€

"Okay, backbone! See how long you can get your mouth hard! ā€

Yikes!

Lin Lan's pupils shrank, she didn't expect this old thing to be really fucking real.

Gunpowder ignited and extinguished in an instant.

However, the pain continued to come, and Lin Lan felt that his head was blank for a moment, as if he had a feeling that his arm had been torn apart.

"Ahh Bastard! Lin Lan's whole body trembled, and her eyes turned red. The high temperature and burning made the skin on Lin Lan's arm congested and red, and it was conceivable that the skin under those gunpowder had already been burned into what it looked like.

However, compared to the thickness of the wound on Yun Xiaofan's arm at the beginning, the scar on Lin Lan's arm, which was the thickness of an earthworm, was already several times weaker. Lin Lan roared for a long time, his forehead was full of sweat, his pale cheeks were lowered, and he swore that he would definitely break this old bastard into pieces!

"How? Is it comfortable? Hehe. Yang Xinyong asked with a smile.

Lin Lan raised her head weakly and looked at this ugly demon, "Could it be that you want to follow Uncle Yang to make money?" I'm not willing to be a bastard. If I can't become a big official, I have to become rich, very rich! As he spoke, tears flowed down his eyes.

Lin Lan is a sincere performance, which made Yang Xinyong look appreciative and pull the bell on the other side.

After a while, four people walked in through the wooden door. There were two Lin Lan who had seen it, and when they first entered the paper shop in the south of the city, the two shopkeepers were the two people wearing jackets in front of them.

A middle-aged man with a beard looked at Lin Lan and asked, "Master, what are your orders?" ā€

"That's right, this Ah Lan will be a closed disciple of the teacher. You get to know each other, and you will have a care in the future. ā€

Lin Lan raised her eyebrows, "Close the door...... Closed disciples? ā€

Several of the disciples who were summoned were also stunned, but they immediately reacted and said, "Congratulations Master, congratulations to the junior brother." ā€

Yang Xinyong took a sip of tea that he didn't know how long it had been left out for a long time, and said, "Ah Lan, these two are your senior brother and second senior brother, and they are responsible for the transportation of goods. The two of them are responsible for the puree refined outside and the finished salt cake at the back. As for this one, it is your third senior brother, who is in charge of the joint buyer and is responsible for settling the payment. As for this ......"

Lin Lan looked at the man in the black tights, and at first glance he was a person with some skills. Yang Xinyong said leisurely: "He is your fourth senior brother, and he is mainly responsible for cleaning up troubles. Since you have passed the test of being a teacher, you are your own person. However, the teacher still doesn't know what your ability is, so in the next few days, you are responsible for supervising the progress of salt production, and you must refine 100,000 catties of coarse salt before the Lantern Festival. ā€

100,000 catties of private salt is already a lot of money. Salt and iron have always been government-run industries in the Dajing Dynasty. On the coast of Yangzhou, the price of salt is naturally the official parity, only 50 wen per catty, so calculated, the price of this private salt has reached 5,000 taels of silver, but the profit is far more than that, this batch of salt is sold inland, which can be directly used as a barter price code.

In other words, this batch of salt was transported to the northwest, southwest and other places, and it was not too much to add another zero after five thousand. That's why so many people take risks.