The ruffians and hooligans, Sang Lao Bustard knows countless people, and he has seen countless people who are brave and ruthless.

Even those who have killed people have dealt with more than one person.

But no one can be more terrifying than Chen Molai.

It's a feeling that comes from the bottom of the heart and radiates from the outside.

I can't see it or touch it, but it's so real.

Therefore, Sang Lao Bustard is convinced that this feeling cannot be wrong.

Chen Mo, he really killed people!

Taking a step back, maybe he didn't do it himself, but he definitely participated from beginning to end.

Rao is like this, and he can still be so calm, which can only explain two problems.

Or, this person is extremely ruthless.

Or, he is not only ruthless, but also has terrible methods and a background that leads to heaven.

Thinking of this, Sang Lao Bustard suddenly remembered something.

A few days ago, after the county exam, he was invited to the academy by Wang Jun.

At the dinner that day, the most beautiful person was not Wang Jun, who paid the money, nor the new Oiran of the Qing Dynasty.

Even the old men of the county government did not have the slightest anecdote to come out.

The one who is really praised is a candidate who failed the list.

This candidate is amazing, he took the penultimate place in the county exam, and finally became a teacher.

If memory serves, the man seems to be surnamed Chen.

Judging from the various situations just now, could it be Chen Mo in front of him?

That's right, it must be him!

Otherwise, how can we explain poetry as sincerity?

And how to explain the fact that there are hairpins printed on the back of the paper?

You must know that the hairpin that died was disappeared from the head after the dinner that day.

, how did you come across this evil star?

With a sigh in his heart, Sang Laobustard's expression also changed.

If you can't figure out the details of the other party for the time being, you can only make a good relationship first.

Besides, after falling off the list, he can be mixed with the teachings, or the kind that can be held in all academies in the county, which is enough to show the depth of his background.

Of course, these are secondary.

The most important thing is that after singing for a long time, you can't smash your hands in the end, right?

was remembered by Zhang Chengwen, except for the evil star in front of him, I am afraid that no one will dare to compete with him.

After going through all the above things in his heart, when Sang Lao Bustard spoke again, he was already smiling.

"Chen Gongzi, it's all because the old woman is clumsy, I didn't see you as a true god. There are places that have been offended before, and I hope that you will have a lot of them. ”

"Don't say kind words, let's get down to business."

The old bustard in the Qinglou is the master who only recognizes money, Chen Mo knows this very well, so he is too lazy to waste time with the other party.

"Well, since Gongzi Chen is so happy, the old woman should simply come, if you want to take away the young man, you have to come up with something practical, right?"

"Money?"

Chen Mo asked rhetorically.

"Isn't it hurtful to talk about money?" Sang Lao Bustard said in a retreat, "In addition to money, other things are fine." ”

"That's what I've been waiting for."

Chen Mo got up and explained without thinking.

Real money, no.

Blessed house, there is no one.

Even other industries can't be taken out.

The only thing that can come out is three sentences.

"Which three sentences?"

While Sang Laobuar complained bitterly in his heart, he also had some anger, and chatted together for a long time, and he didn't want to come out of anything?

Chen Moquan didn't see it and continued to speak.

First of all, Xiao Yao will not completely leave Baihualou.

On the first and fifteenth day of each month, I will come back to perform for two days.

There is no need to worry about lyrics and songs, Chen Mo will take care of it single-handedly, and ensure that it will not be worse than the song "Farewell" just now.

Secondly, sell goods.

There are a lot of things, Chen Mo has already drummed them out, and the next step is to put them in Baihualou for sale.

In return, and as a bargaining chip to help the young redeem themselves, the Sang Lao Bustard can extract 10% of the pure profit from it.

As for what to sell, Chen Mo had already thought about it.

Smoke and drink!

Needless to say, the people who come here are looking for fun, so why don't they get the company of good wine?

And the wine made by Chen Mo is definitely a hundred times stronger than that of Baihualou.

It is no exaggeration to say that if you look at the whole world, I am afraid that you will not find a better wine than this.

As for cigarettes, it's even more elaborate.

Chen Mo remembers clearly that in his previous life, the country's smokers fed a modern army of two million.

Among them, the profit can be imagined.

Of course, it is limited to cigarettes, and other more addictive things will not be touched by Chen Mo.

Finally, planning and packaging.

Isn't the purpose of this grand event in Baihualou Lane to expand its influence and attract more guests?

In this regard, the most indispensable thing is planning and packaging.

In the venue in front of him, just a formality-style process, in Chen Mo's opinion, it is like a child's house.

"Mother San, I can leave the words here. If I were to run this event, you would earn more than ten times. ”

“……”

The old bustard was almost stunned and laughed.

The former is because of what Chen Mo said, many of which she has never thought about or heard.

However, it is extremely tempting.

The latter is laughing at Chen Mo's simplicity.

Do you really think that she is an old woman in the market, and she can't take away a penny without a penny, just a few big words?

Dream!

As if seeing Sang Laobu's thoughts, Chen Mo smiled and took out three things from his arms.

Two kinds of wine, one strong and one soft.

Cigarettes, on the other hand, are square-wrapped in paper.

Finally, there is a songly.

Adapted from Li Qingzhao's "Dream Order", it is not only emotional, but also very easy to sing.

Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine.

I tried the curtain people, but the begonias were still the same.

Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

With the untimely test bomb and moaning, Sang Laobustard's face changed dramatically.

She had an instinctive premonition that if this song was sung, it would definitely spread all over the streets.

After realizing this, she looked at the cigarettes and alcohol that Chen Mo had put out.

The eyeballs rolled twice, and they were all in their hands.

"Chen Gongzi wait a minute, the old woman will come when she goes."

"Please."

Chen Mo knew that Sang Laobuar wanted to try the quality of tobacco and alcohol, so he didn't stop it.

Because as long as you try it, the deal is done.

Seeing Sang Lao Bustard hurriedly walking out of the back door, he looked at Chen Mo excitedly and resentfully.

"Since Childe wants to redeem his death, why do you want me to come back to perform arts?"

"If you don't come back, how can you keep it hot?" Chen Mo did not answer the rhetorical question.

Heat?

After the death, it was a blink of an eye.

"What Childe said, but fame?"

"That's right, fame."

Regarding this, Chen Mo has already calculated that he is both talented and good-looking, and he is the most suitable for cultivating as a spokesperson.

As for what to endorse, I will plan carefully in the future.

The premise is to beat the fame first.

Not only Baihe County, but also not just the state capital, what Chen Mo wants to do is to make the premature death a well-known name in the whole country.

Today is the starting point.

As Chen Mo expected, when Sang Lao Bustard came back, he was completely different.

In a word, from now on, Chen Mo is the master here.

God of Wealth!