The two slender jade fingers gently brushed on the neatly stacked newly minted silver ingots in the wooden box, picked up a silver ingot at random, let it fall to the brick ground laid in the Hongheng ticket number, and made a dull sound.

"The Hongheng ticket number originated in this Heqing County, which has been forty years ago, and has never flowed out of a slightly less colored silver ingot. Yan Lutai saw that the woman picked up another ingot of silver, his brows furrowed slightly, and he checked it with such an ingot of silver in front of the ticket number person, and he was too unparticular about doing things.

"The slave family is a female streamer, but she has to work hard for the food and clothing of many people upstairs and downstairs in Yanyu, if there is anything wrong, please forgive the shopkeeper Yanda. The ingot of silver was put back into the wooden box, and the jade-like palm retracted back into the black coat, and the voice was soft, "According to what was said in advance, four hundred and seventy-five thousand taels, half of the silver and half of the silver ticket?"

"The meaning of the master, Ling Zun can trust the Hongheng ticket number, these silver are placed in the ticket number and half Jiazi are not to ask, our ticket number can not be stingy, 500,000 taels, half silver tickets and half cash, are your meaning, now the silver is boxed, a hundred thousand taels, two 50,000 taels, five silver tickets of 10,000 taels are here for you to count. ”

After that, Yan Lutai handed over the stack of tissue paper, the thinnest of these papers can be exchanged for 10,000 taels of silver in any branch of the Hongheng ticket number in the sixteen prefectures of Dayao, and 500,000 taels of silver, which can lay down an entire street of shops in a county town in Jiangzhou, empty all the silk shops in the city, or gather a large number of dead soldiers to assassinate the enemies of Yanyulou.

How much damage can 500,000 taels of silver cause to your enemies if used properly, Yu Wenzhao couldn't help but start thinking in his heart.

"If this cash is not convenient for you, it is not impossible to be escorted to the place by the ticket number. Yan Lutai said softly, "These are the things that the ticket number should do...."

He was waiting for the reaction of Yu Wenzhao, the acting landlord of Yanyu Building, and also the youngest daughter of Yu Cheng, the late owner of Yanyu Building, after hearing this, if he agreed to show favor to Hongheng's ticket number, he would have to admonish him again even if he was punished by the master.

The master of Washington has always been a gambler who does not gamble or has to gamble with all his hole cards, and tens of millions of family fortunes have been accumulated in high gambling again and again.

But this time the master has to face the opponent at the gambling table, so that Yan Lutai, who has been in the Suzhou shopping mall for half his life, can't help but be vigilant, as the Songfeng Mountain of Jiangzhou Jianghu and the deer cutting platform that does not know the depth and geometry, if Washington wants to make waves in the Jiangzhou rivers and lakes that have gradually stabilized the original pattern with the help of Yanyulou, it will be in a hostile situation with these two.

"The big shopkeeper is kind, and the slave family understands it. "It's a deep blessing again," but now the situation in Suzhou, the tiger is waiting for the side, the thieves in Songfeng Mountain and the deer cutting platform are only waiting for the slave family to show their flaws, and if the Hongheng ticket number is still escorting the silver for the Yanyu Building, it is inevitable that those rats will be regarded as the people who are the way...."

She whistled, and more than fifty tall and sturdy men walked into the room, closed the silver boxes and carried them out, and the silver boxes weighing hundreds of catties were lifted by one person, without blushing or panting.

Yan Lutai's face changed slightly, if these men were not born with divine power, then those who could have such strength would have to have the physique of a three-story martial arts building, otherwise it would be impossible for such a silver box to be carried so easily.

Fifty or so three-story building Takeo .... The blood of the night in the lake was only three years, and it was not easy for this little woman to cultivate these forces.

But the one-sided slaughter on the lake three years ago has already proved that in front of the killers of the deer cutting platform, even a large number of three-story martial artists can not escape the catastrophe of death, and it is feasible to pile up and kill the martial artists on the other side of the building with human lives, but the killers of the deer cutting platform hidden in the dark will not let go of the slightly big flaws exposed by these martial artists.

"The big shopkeeper, the slave family also knows that it is extremely difficult to convince Yanyulou after this catastrophe, and it will not be a big deal to withdraw the 500,000 taels of silver in the Hongheng ticket number. After the men of the Yanyu Building moved all the silver boxes out of the ticket number, Yu Wenzhao took off his hood and asked Yan Lutai, "These Yanyu Lou hidden in Suzhou can't get into your eyes?"

"I'm not a martial artist either, I only know a little bit about martial arts, I can only see that these people are about three floors in the realm, Miss Yu has the means, and she can train these martial artists in just a few years. Yan Lutai's seemingly praising words turned sharply in the end, "But let me tell the truth, there doesn't seem to be an outstanding figure among these men under Miss Yu..."

"It's true that they are all three-story martial artists, and there are a few holes, at most, they can only step on the threshold of a four-story building, and as for those who give birth to martial arts, there is no one. ”

Yu Wenzhao's calmness was not expected by Yan Lutai, but he was able to grow the Hongheng ticket number from an unknown small ticket number to a semicolon all over the sixteen states of Dayao, Yan Lutai is naturally also a character who is accustomed to seeing wind and waves, and said with a smile, "Miss Yu is also honest...."

"The three-story martial artists of dozens of people have not yet been killed in Jiangzhou, and they will be killed by sending some people from Lutai or Songfeng Mountain at will. Yu Wenzhao's face, which has been beautiful in the past three years, can be seen even if it is delicately added with rouge, and she can see the original miserable whiteness, she laughed at herself, "When the slave family was still on the lake in Jiangzhou, they also saw the endless killing methods of those killers, and they were not so confident that they hoped that they could destroy Songfeng Mountain and cut the deer platform with these dozens of people." ”

For a while, this old man, who had experienced many storms and saw many charming, charming, dignified and beautiful women, noticed the loneliness and sadness in her magnificent eyes, as if they were about to flow out. He thought that the little daughter of the owner of the Yanyu Mansion should have been with the Zhang family in Naqishan County now, and after she got married, she joined hands with her husband and godson to raise her eyebrows, but now she is so delicate that she wants to maintain an entire exile sect by herself....

At the moment when Yan Lutai was in a trance, a sly look flashed in Yu Wenzhao's eyes, she already knew that the big shopkeeper of the Hongheng ticket number would no longer be prejudiced against Yanyulou, and the tears of the little woman were the most useful for these elderly men.

"Although the dozens of people of the slave family are not allowed to enter the eyes of the big shopkeeper, after all, there must be Songfeng Mountain or the eyeliner of the cutting deer platform in Heqing County now, and it is not easy for these dozens of people to avoid their eyes, and it is a pity that the people and horses of the brigade cannot be seen by the big shopkeeper. ”

Although he was partially affected by Yu Wenzhao's eyes, Yan Lutai's concentration is still there, and he is not the age of blood and strength, so he will not show any ugly state that is difficult to control, and it only took a very short time to turn his mind around.

Although Yan Lutai did not show any disdain on his face, he was inevitably a little disdainful in his heart, if Yanyulou was still in Jiangzhou and Songfeng Mountain, he had eight points of faith, and after the collapse of Yanyulou, the more than three or two parties would have to entangle a large number of people in Suzhou.

Shicai also glanced at the little woman in the rainy building, and never thought that he would exaggerate so much in order to win favor in front of him, a woman is still a woman....

"It's true that they are all three-story martial artists, and there are a few holes, at most, they can only step on the threshold of a four-story building, and as for those who give birth to martial arts, there is no one. ”

Yu Wenzhao's calmness was not expected by Yan Lutai, but he was able to grow the Hongheng ticket number from an unknown small ticket number to a semicolon all over the sixteen states of Dayao, Yan Lutai is naturally also a character who is accustomed to seeing wind and waves, and said with a smile, "Miss Yu is also honest...."

"The three-story martial artists of dozens of people have not yet been killed in Jiangzhou, and they will be killed by sending some people from Lutai or Songfeng Mountain at will. Yu Wenzhao's face, which has been beautiful in the past three years, can be seen even if it is delicately added with rouge, and she can see the original miserable whiteness, she laughed at herself, "When the slave family was still on the lake in Jiangzhou, they also saw the endless killing methods of those killers, and they were not so confident that they hoped that they could destroy Songfeng Mountain and cut the deer platform with these dozens of people." ”

For a while, this old man, who had experienced many storms and saw many charming, charming, dignified and beautiful women, noticed the loneliness and sadness in her magnificent eyes, as if they were about to flow out. He thought that the little daughter of the owner of the Yanyu Mansion should have been with the Zhang family in Naqishan County now, and after she got married, she joined hands with her husband and godson to raise her eyebrows, but now she is so delicate that she wants to maintain an entire exile sect by herself....

At the moment when Yan Lutai was in a trance, a sly look flashed in Yu Wenzhao's eyes, she already knew that the big shopkeeper of the Hongheng ticket number would no longer be prejudiced against Yanyulou, and the tears of the little woman were the most useful for these elderly men.

"Although the dozens of people of the slave family are not allowed to enter the eyes of the big shopkeeper, after all, there must be Songfeng Mountain or the eyeliner of the cutting deer platform in Heqing County now, and it is not easy for these dozens of people to avoid their eyes, and it is a pity that the people and horses of the brigade cannot be seen by the big shopkeeper. ”

Although he was partially affected by Yu Wenzhao's eyes, Yan Lutai's concentration is still there, and he is not the age of blood and strength, so he will not show any ugly state that is difficult to control, and it only took a very short time to turn his mind around.

Although Yan Lutai did not show any disdain on his face, he was inevitably a little disdainful in his heart, if Yanyulou was still in Jiangzhou and Songfeng Mountain, he had eight points of faith, and after the collapse of Yanyulou, the more than three or two parties would have to entangle a large number of people in Suzhou.

Shicai also glanced at the little woman in the Yanyu Building, no