"I'm fine, what are you lying to?" Lin Xiu cocked Erlang's legs and said.

These small traders, one by one, were moved to tears.

In fact, they are all disciples of some small sects, and there is even one who is the head of a small sect.

It's just that the resources of the small sects are limited.

If you want your disciples to improve their cultivation, you can only find ways to earn resources.

This Fengyang Town is naturally their first choice to earn the Soul Pill.

It's just hard to be a peddler.

Don't talk about the wind and rain all day long, you have to avoid the city management, it's wrong, it's the Dao army of the major avenue leagues.

Many times, if you are unlucky, you may be honoring these grandfathers in one day.

Suddenly said that he would lend them a façade, how could he not be moved?

Looking at the vendors who were crying one by one, Lin Xiu was speechless: "As for it." ”

"Your Excellency, you, you have a grace to us that you have reinvented us, and we can't repay it."

"My lord, on behalf of our disciples of the Little Spirit Sect, I would like to thank you for your great kindness."

Lin Xiu waved his hand: "Okay, don't cry there, the conditions are naturally there, that is, the tax has increased, it used to be ten percent, and now it is thirty percent, you know?" ”

"Only thirty percent?"

"Oh my God, Lord Lin, you are simply a living bodhisattva."

"No, I'll have to kowtow to you twice."

The reaction of this group of hawkers after hearing that the tax was 30 percent is a world of difference compared to those big door shopkeepers.

The corners of Lin Xiu's mouth twitched, although he also knew that this group of vendors would definitely not refuse, but he didn't expect them to be so happy.

"Okay, shameful things, you go to these stores now, where should they still have some inventory, those things are the start-up capital I gave you, tomorrow, it must open, you know?"

Lin Xiu stood up and said.

"Yes, thank you, sir."

"Thank you, sir."

Hearing that there is still start-up capital, they really don't know what to say.

"Insolent, you arrange a Dao army team in each shop to protect you from those shopkeepers of the big sect."

Lin Xiu explained.

"Yes!" Zhang nodded wildly.

……

Fengyang Town has affected the interests of too many forces in the cultivation world.

Lin Xiu said that Liu Zhenbei's decision to change the tax to 30 percent soon spread.

The most headache is naturally Liu Zhenbei.

At this time, Liu Zhenbei covered his face with a headache.

"Hey, Lin Xiu's kid, he is a good hand at marching and fighting, but when it comes to this management, it's far behind, thirty percent of the tax, isn't it a joke?"

Mo Wang smiled on the side and said, "Lord Wang, your reputation is really stinky." ”

"If you can really receive 30% of the tax, then it stinks, and who dares to say anything in front of me? It's just that if this tax can't be implemented, I'm really ashamed. Liu Zhenbei said speechlessly: "When the time comes, people will definitely say that I am a delusional old bastard." ”

"Lord Wang, do you want me to end it over?" Mo Wang said: "Thirty percent tax is definitely impossible, I try to find a way to maintain the previous ten percent." ”

"If it can be maintained by ten percent, then the benefits that Fengyang Town can bring to my Northern Alliance will quadruple." Liu Zhenbei nodded: "I'll leave it to you, don't let Lin Xiu's kid mess around." ”

"Yes."

Not to mention that Liu Zhenbei didn't trust Lin Xiu, all forces laughed at Lin Xiu's whimsy.

Soon, the time was in the morning.

Guo Wangcai, who had a hangover, had just woken up from his friend's side when he smelled the smell of breakfast.

"I'm really hungry, go get something to eat."

After Guo Wangcai finished speaking, the whole person was stunned.

Wait a minute, aren't all the stores closed?

Why are there still shops open?

Thinking of this, Guo Wangcai's whole body jumped up.

When I walked to the street outside, I saw a long queue at the door of a shop next to me, where all the monks were waiting to buy breakfast.

"This, isn't this Lao Li's shop?"

Guo Wangcai gritted his teeth and hurriedly ran over.

"Okay, you Lao Li, yesterday you swore to me that you would advance and retreat together, and you would open a business today......

Before Guo Wangcai's words were finished, he saw that the person who was doing business was not Lao Li, but a stranger.

"Who are you?" Guo Wangcai asked.

"Xu Xiaodong, the head of Xiaolingmen, is also." The man who bought the breakfast replied with a smile.

"What Xu Xiaodong, who asked you to open the door, get out of here." Guo Wangcai was angry and was about to rush forward.

"Hmph, which one doesn't open your eyes and dares to try to make trouble in Fengyang Town?"

A vicious voice rang out.

Guo Wangcai turned his head to look, and saw Zhang Mad twisting an axe and leading people to stand aside.

"My shop, my shop."

At this moment, an old man ran over and said to Zhang Mad and said, "Master Zhang, I, I don't dare, return the store to me, I don't dare." ”

This old man is none other than Lao Li, the former owner of this shop.

is also the person who decided to leave with Guo Wangcai yesterday.

Zhang Mad kicked it aside: "Fuck off, you signed and drew yesterday, you made it clear that you don't do business in Fengyang Town, and now you want to regret it?" It's late. ”

"Give me another chance, give me another chance, okay." Lao Li pleaded.

At this time, Guo Wangcai was also stuck in place.

Yesterday, he signed and signed the pledge.

Guo Wangcai didn't have time to eat, so he hurriedly ran towards his shop.

Sure enough, at the entrance of the store, there was a long queue.

Business is unusually hot.

"This, this." Guo Wangcai's face turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

His shop can be said to support the Wuyue Sect's almost ordinary source of resources.

Now he lost it, he has ten lives, and he can't afford to pay for it.

"Return, return me, my store."

Guo Wangcai shouted and rushed towards the Beimeng Mansion.

When he arrived at the gate of the Beimeng Mansion, Guo Wangcai found that more than a dozen people who signed and painted with him yesterday had arrived at the door.

The face is more ugly than the other.

"Please, Lord Overseer, we promise, promise you thirty percent of your taxes, and please give us back the shop."

"My lord, come out and meet us, we don't dare to make trouble."

"Please, sir."

One by one, they shouted at the door.

Guo Wangcai also cried and shouted: "My lord, give me a chance." ”

Guo Wangcai's voice sounded, and the shopkeepers all looked back at Guo Wangcai.

"Guo Wangcai, you compensate my store."

"yes, what did you say before? Didn't you say that Lord Lin Xiu would definitely compromise? ”

"If you don't give me the store today, I want your life."

One by one, the shopkeepers rushed over like crazy and punched and kicked Guo Wangcai.