Chapter 20: The Battle of the Wind and the Moon (2)
Mom was a little panicked now, "This ...... He caught the loopholes in our rules...... If he offers a frighteningly high price, you ...... You're afraid you won't be able to escape. β
Gu Nanqing thought about it, wrinkled her brows, and said frankly to her mother, "Ah Ye also said that if Yu Hongbo really came to make trouble, he would let the building ask for a price, and he left someone to guard me in the building." β
"Huh?" Mom was stunned, "Lord Shen, this is heaven!" With that, her eyes, which had three lines on the left and right, were about to brighten into the shape of silver.
If the two extremely rich masters really move the real price, no matter who wins or loses, her baby Qing'er's worth will immediately reach the sky, and the battle for the Oiran in the spring will become more and more stable!
If there is really a big conflict, there are still several Akiyama-kun's doormen in the courtyard, and most of those people will also make a move, after all, Yu Hongbo is now Akiyama-kun's doorman, and he can't lose Akiyama-kun's face.
"That'...... Then let's open the door and ask for the price? β
Qing'er nodded.
Qiluofang suddenly became lively, and my mother rushed to the door, and soon, the bidding began.
But Yu Hongbo was not satisfied with this.
"My 1,000 taels is not the money I asked for."
The mother who stood still on the stage paused for a moment, and Yu Hongbo said again, "I just said, this is the money to open the door, even if you don't do anything, you should be able to meet Miss Shangqing, right?" β
Gu Nanqing, who was tidy up, but didn't put on makeup, opened the door with a pipa, smiled at Yu Hongbo, and smiled, "If Yu Gongzi comes in now, he won't raise the price for a while, and he will be compared to others, but it's really embarrassing." β
Yu Hongbo laughed loudly, glanced at the people around him, and everyone lowered their heads silently, including Fushan, who didn't want to be exposed for the time being, and was just waiting for the price.
"Well, don't bother with the old girl!"
Yu Hongbo put down his cruel words, but Fushan was moved in his heart-
Today, he has a full 30,000 taels of silver on his body to protect Miss Qing for Lord Shen, if Miss Qing is allowed to enter the room, will that Yama Luo be angry and do it?
Fushan was shocked, and raised his right hand, "One thousand and one tael, it's also a threshold fee." β
Yu Hongbo's resentful gaze turned around, like a poisonous snake, firmly staring at Fushan.
Fushan froze for a while at first, but soon, he got used to it.
Yu Hongbo's little deeds, compared to the Shen Yanluo he was loyal to, were nothing more than a trivialβnot worth mentioning!
At this time, the doorman who had been under Akiyama-kun for a long time also recognized Fushan.
Yo, this is interesting, the great talent of the past and the great talent of the present, if these two are right, it will also be interesting.
"Who are you?"
"Fushan."
"Your Excellency, from which family?" Yu Hongbo glanced contemptuously at Fushan - most of them were little people with no door and no other way, and they didn't know who they were robbed of.
Shen Ye's figure suddenly appeared in Yu Hongbo's mind - a turtle with a shrunken head!
"There is no family, a prodigal son."
Yu Hongbo poked Fushan's sore spot very accurately, he hated people to talk to the door the most!
"Then you, where did you get a thousand and one taels?"
Fushan sneered, took out a stack of silver tickets, and slapped them on the table - the thick stack, judging from the color and paper in the corners, was at least five hundred taels of large silver tickets, and such a stack was probably tens of thousands of taels.
The corners of Yu Hongbo's eyes twitched.
Sure enough, it was the prodigal son who stayed in the building in Shen Ye!
But he Yu Hongbo also made all kinds of preparations before coming, how could a disciple of the family, compared to money, be compared to a silver priest who has no background, can only rely on looting the people's fat and people's ointment, and robbing the courtiers to accumulate money?
"Ten thousand taels!"
Fushan secretly gasped, is this Yu Hongbo crazy, his mouth is 10,000 taels!
Did he draw the money himself?
At this time, he was a little worried about whether the 30,000 taels given by Shen Ye was enough to protect Miss Qing.
"Ten thousand and one taels!"
This offer almost didn't make everyone present laugh.
Everyone can't figure it out, what does this Lord Shen mean, find someone to protect Miss Qing, but isn't the pressure of two or two deliberately ugly?
Only a few people who recognized Fushan realized the crux of the problem -
This Fushan, in his roots, is a money fan.
Even if the money is not his own, he subconsciously doesn't want to spend more.
Yu Hongbo gritted his teeth, he was already enraged, "Twenty thousand taels!" β
Fushan swallowed his saliva, he took the thick pile of 30,000 taels of silver tickets from Shen Ye's hand, and then hid them in various places on his body, and warned himself from time to time that this money was just a hand.
But when the money really passed into his hands, the greedy devil in his heart quietly crawled out and grinded with his ears, "Twenty thousand taels!" Twenty thousand taels! Add it any more, and it's gone! β
"That's all money, snow-white silver, yellow gold!"
His hand trembled slightly, "Twenty thousand and one taels!" β
Here we go again, this poor sour markup!
But these people from all walks of life can't help him, right? The money is not in their hands!
"Thirty thousand taels!" Yu Hongbo took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and shouted out the highest price he could afford!
Fushan on the other side was more nervous than him - if you call 30,000 and one taels, you will lose one tael!
He was in a hurry and shouted in a dumb voice, "Thirty thousand taels!" β
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He's ...... Don't add it? In the confusion of everyone, Yu Hongbo successfully hooked up a smile, ready to shout, "Thirty thousand and one taels!" β
But Fushan didn't give him this opportunity, and said categorically, "Although Qiluofang is a fireworks vulgar place, you and I are both scholars, and the silver in my hand is also hard to accumulate, and the silver in your hand is not earned by yourself. β
"It's better for us to be more poetic and poetic! Seven steps and one poem, call the guests and girls in this building to compete! β
Yu Hongbo exhaled deeply, he was indeed relieved.
A woman who already has a lord is not worth 30,000 taels at all in his heart.
Although that woman is seductive enough, it is naturally a good thing to sleep, but if it is not worth it, it is not worth it!
After Fushan proposed this poetry competition, he laughed, and finally raised his eyes to look at Fushan.
"Okay, since you want to compare poetry, then if you lose, don't cry!"
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In the small private room where Shen Ye and Li Hengsu were used to staying, Li Hengsu's hands trembled, as if he was having a convulsion, his head was sweating, and he opened the note under Shen Ye's disgusted gaze-
"30,000 taels of draws, will be decided by poetry and songs."
"I'm scared to death!" Li Hengsu roared, and the whole person collapsed on the small table.
Shen Ye raised his foot and kicked him, "It's not your money, I'm more nervous than me." β
Li Heng rolled his eyes, "Lord Shen, 30,000 taels, in exchange for rice grain, it is enough for all the guards of Yinyue to eat for half a year!" β
Li Hengsu's eyes lit up with a blazing light of curiosity, "I thought you weren't good at this, it was difficult to buy, tell me, what have you done all these years, and you got so much money?" If this gets to the Pope's ears, he'll have to clean you up!"
Shen Ye glanced at him, took a sip of tea, and said lightly, "I borrowed it from Akiyama-kun." β
Li Heng pursed his lips, "Not in the future?" β
"He said no."
"Isn't this just robbing?"
Shen Ye raised his eyebrows and emphasized, "Borrowed." β
"Alas, poor Akiyama-kun, this wind grass is easy to be beaten by the autumn wind, and I can't tell if I have bitterness~"
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