In all fairness, Song Qing is actually quite grateful to the Zhou family to a certain extent, because the lukewarm attitude of the Zhou family undoubtedly gave him a head start, and it was like pouring warm water on his head, making him feel uncomfortable in the process of enjoying it again, and finally had a relatively full understanding of his current status.

In the final analysis, he is still an unpopular, even if he can occupy the south of the city and give orders to those people in the rivers and lakes, but in the eyes of those gentry, he is just some reckless men who are brave and brave, and they don't bother to make friends with him at all, and it is already very face-saving to send a housekeeper.

Realizing this, Song Qing was originally stimulated by the successive successes to some fanaticism, but gradually calmed down, said goodbye to Steward Zhou, who was also smiling, with a smile on his face, and agreed to take the initiative to meet Master Zhou one day, returned to the house and took several deep breaths, and finally buried the deep resentment in his heart temporarily.

After dealing with all the big people in Xuzhou, Song Qing felt top-heavy, more tired than governing a small country, and at the same time found a very serious problem, according to the amount of money he promised to go out before, he actually didn't have much silver left every month in the future, and a large part of it had to be filled in to those big people and their subordinates at all levels.

Of course, first of all, this money is worth it, Song Qing has no doubt about this, before he has absolutely strong strength, serving all the immortals is undoubtedly the most effective way to protect himself.

But even if it's worth it, but his income is not as much as expected, and it can't reach the required amount, and it is definitely unrealistic to want to throttle, so he can only use his brain from the open source, as a traverser, his biggest advantage is not a good martial arts, but the knowledge that is hundreds of years ahead of this era.

Song Qing began to use his brain, he was originally a very smart person, his grades were quite good when he was in school, and the results of mixing in society after graduation were barely okay, but after a while, an extremely shocking thought appeared in his mind.

He found that he didn't seem to be able to do anything......

"It shouldn't be!" Song Qing hugged his head and muttered in pain: "People don't all wear high-tech or something, and it's pretty good to mix them up one by one, why do you come to me and have nothing else but martial arts?" ”

For a whole night, Song Qing never found out what he could do, the things he mastered didn't seem to be of much use in this era, or he hadn't discovered how to use them, in short, the identity of the traverser couldn't bring him anything other than historical trends and martial arts for the time being.

Early the next morning, Song Qing came to the small school, not planning to personally grasp the training or introduce any new subjects, but to brainstorm and discuss with Ding Kui and Wang Jian what could be done.

Since he beat Su Xiaoyi, Wang Jian also began to follow them, this boy usually has nothing to do, all day long with a group of military children pretending to be heroes, haunting various sections of the guard from time to time, the first few days have been in the south of the city to complete the reception work, by the way to help Song Qing keep an eye on Su Xiaoyi, the situation has gradually stabilized in the past few days, and he is very curious about Song Qing's gun array, today he asked his subordinates to go to the south of the city to do things, and he ran to the small school field to see the excitement.

Ding Kui is also in this mind, as a thinker, it is an instinct to see the essence through the phenomenon, and he soon discovered where Song Qing's real foundation is, that is, this small school field that was not too conspicuous in the past, but now it is a place where everyone is in the limelight of this thousand households.

Ding Kui, who has made up his mind to follow Song Qingchao and is determined to be a rich man, of course he will not let go of such a place, he has already come to hang out once yesterday, and he has just arrived today, and he saw Song Qing beckoning to him from afar, and immediately turned into a cheetah and ran over, and said with a hippie smile: "Brother Qing is here, is there something?" If there is anything to say, we Lao Ding have nothing else, but there are a lot of ghost ideas! ”

"Well, I was just trying to ask you something." Song Qing knew that this person was two-skinned, and he was not polite to him, and asked directly: "I want to make some new business recently, do you have any good ideas?" Or what do you think we lack most in Xuzhou? ”

"This ......" Ding Kui's still confident face instantly collapsed, and he said bitterly: "Brother Qing'er, aren't you embarrassed Lao Ding, I want to know what is easy to earn, we are also a small landlord now, how can we always rely on farming to live." ”

"Alas......" Song Qing knows that he is a little strong, these guys are not talents who govern the country through the world, they are the lowest level of existence in some health centers, there may be talents among them, but that must be slowly tempered in the future with the development of the situation, now he is a low-level half-black and half-hundred small gang, it is obviously unrealistic to expect his subordinates to think of a clever strategy that no traveler can think of, as for Wang Jian's eldest son, he doesn't have to count on it, people are only interested in fists and feet, At this time, I was very focused on watching the military households run in circles, and I wanted to run together for a while, so it was too bad to ask people.

After being silent for a long time, Song Qing had already planned to give up this matter temporarily, but Ding Kui, who had never left, suddenly said: "Brother Qing'er, instead of being in a daze here, you might as well go out for a walk, take a look inside and outside Xuzhou City, your eyes are very poisonous, maybe you can see something." ”

"That's right, it's better to see it than to dream about it here." Song Qing's eyes lit up, he was actually reminded by Ding Kui, a thinker, it seems that it is indeed necessary to reflect, he looked at Luo Xiaobei who was leading the team to run, smiled very reassuringly, strode out of the small school field, and walked towards the most lively places inside and outside Xuzhou City.

Xuzhou's market is still relatively prosperous, of course, this prosperity is relatively speaking, and Jiangnan is certainly not comparable, but compared to the north that has become more and more chaotic in recent years, this northern city of Jiangbei is still better, at least all kinds of shops on the street are complete, rarely say what you want to buy but can't buy it, all kinds of facilities are basically complete, that is, for this reason, Song Qing can't remember what he can do, in order to use the fixed resources in his hands, to make more money.

A few hours later, he walked all over the streets and alleys inside and outside Xuzhou City, observed the customs and customs everywhere, as well as the common needs of ordinary people and dignitaries, and went around the shops, and finally came to a very embarrassing conclusion that according to his current ability, he can make the most marketable and most likely to make money, not a restaurant or a blacksmith shop, nor a brothel or gambling house, but a somewhat awkward existence.

Bathhouse!

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