Chapter 7: The Stingy Boss

"Boy, you're finally awake!" As soon as Yebo opened his eyes, he saw a man with two large gold teeth, squinting at himself with a pair of small colored eyes, as if he was looking at a piece of treasure. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhao Haochen was stunned, and his first reaction was, was he caught?

Cautiously looked around, the small room, placed basins and other things, a boxy table, placed in the center, teacups and teapots were neatly placed on the table, several chairs were neatly placed, the windows were open, and a ray of winter sunlight could shine in, making Zhao Haochen's face look a little ruddy.

After a closer look here, it doesn't look like the place of the three major forces, it has nothing to do with the magnificence, or this has nothing to do with the gloomy prison, but it is quite like an inn.

"Where is this?" Zhao Haochen coughed violently twice and said weakly.

Jia Youcai stood next to him, holding an abacus, and glanced at it casually with disdain, "This is in my inn in Tianyuan Town." After a pause, he shook the abacus in his hand and continued: "Three days ago, I went to the wilderness to look for medicinal herbs, met you, and brought you back!"

Zhao Haochen got up his body, and did not fall into the tiger's mouth of the three factions, there was a little more peace in his heart, and a bright smile naturally appeared on his face, like a spring breeze, blowing through his heart.

Seeing that Zhao Haochen was about to get up and was about to say thank you, Jia Youcai, the big boss, stepped forward and pressed him to the bed, smiling, but it made people look so uneasy and kind.

Sure enough, Boss Jia shook the abacus in his hand, signaled, and then a string of astronomical numbers popped out of his mouth, "Wilderness help, three thousand taels, transport you to the inn, thirty taels, use my robe to warm you, five thousand taels." ”

"I took off my robe to you that day, but it froze me, so the five thousand taels are already very benevolent!" Jia Youcai also specially explained, and at the same time held it with both hands, and hit a spirit, looking cold.

"300 taels for lodging, 80 taels for heating, ...... for care and water"

Seeing this big boss Jia's saliva flying sideways, and the abacus being loud by him, Zhao Haochen was a little worried, whether this abacus would suddenly break, and couldn't help laughing twice in his heart.

"Okay, calculate it, it's a total of thirteen thousand six hundred and seventeen twenty-five dollars!" Jia Youcai took a big breath, and stretched out his hand to Zhao Haochen very strongly, signaling to give money.

"Shall I give it?" Zhao Haochen looked innocent, his two black eyes, like stars in the sky, shone brightly, his mouth was slightly open, and his pink lips seemed to have just been dressed.

"It's just nonsense! Shall I give it to you?" Jia Youcai crossed his waist, facing Zhao Haochen dissatisfiedly, and stretched out his right hand under his nose, as if it was about to touch the tip of his nose in the next moment.

"Give you a discount, I'll lose a little, you will give a total of 13,617 taels, and the five cents will be saved!"

Zhao Haochen swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his eyes were wide open, he had never seen so much money, he fled but didn't bring a penny, even in the 21st century, so much gold and silver were exchanged for RMB, which is not a small amount.

"So many?" Zhao Haochen asked timidly, uncertainly.

"What's more, that's more?" Jia Youcai crossed his waist and came to Zhao Haochen all of a sudden, staring at him with two eyes, like an enemy, his eyes were red, and his face was very close to Zhao Haochen, feeling that as long as he moved slightly, he would be next to the big boss's face.

"Tell me about you, eat me, drink me, live me, if it weren't for me, you would have fed the wolf a long time ago!" Two wolf-like eyes, faint, cold, fierce, the tip of the nose touched from time to time, Jia Youcai's big boss saliva flew sideways, and all of it was sprayed on Zhao Haochen's handsome face.

"Okay, good, I'll give, I'll give!" Xiaobai from the 21st century, who had seen such a battle, under the coercion of Boss Jia, Zhao Haochen succumbed.

"Give money!"

Zhao Haochen touched Zhou's body up and down, but he didn't see a penny, spread his hands, looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on the sword on his waist.

The golden sword, coated with a layer of gold dust around the body, shines under the winter sun, shining with golden light, as if there is a sun-catching light, the most amazing thing is that it is still a soft sword, which was drawn by Zhao Haochen in the waist, like a golden horse, brilliant and dazzling, particularly eye-catching, the faint cold light, the cold blade, through the scabbard you can feel the awe-inspiring murderous aura, at a glance, you can identify, the best in the sword, the sword of the king.

"Just use your matching sword to pay off the debt!" The sunlight shone obliquely through the window, and a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, Jia Youcai looked at it fixedly, and saw a golden matching sword, which was used by Zhao Haochen as a belt and coiled around his waist.

"No!" A cold voice suddenly came out of Zhao Haochen's mouth, cold, cold, and murderous, and in an instant, Jia Youcai felt a sword blade hovering around his neck.

"Okay, good!" Jia Youcai trembled, and there were beads of sweat the size of beans on his pale face.

When he raised his head, he just wanted to beg for mercy, but he was suddenly shocked.

I felt that the figure in front of me was vague and familiar, just standing like that, like a peerless sword, standing between heaven and earth, with an awe-inspiring murderous aura between the eyebrows, like a natural king, dominating the life and death of the world, high above, otherwise dusty.

At a glance, Zhao Haochen regained control of this body, and there was no trace of domineering on his body.

Jia Youcai patted his cheek with his hand, and wanted to move back two steps, but he felt that his legs were nailed, so he had to move with both hands, and then he felt that his back was cold, and cold sweat soaked his back.

"This sword can't do it!" Every time he touched the bottom line of the sword, he suddenly lost the initiative of this body, and the soul of the sword was temporarily controlled, so Zhao Haochen also understood the sword step by step.

Love the sword is like life, life is with the sword, and the sword is your own life.

"I don't have any money either!" Zhao Haochen spread his hands, looking very helpless.

Jia Youcai, who was still scared to death just now, stood up all of a sudden, crossed his waist, and once again resumed the appearance of the mean boss, his eyes were like hungry wolves, with a looming anger, and he glared at Zhao Haochen, "You just work in my inn, I have already calculated, plus your accommodation expenses, heating expenses, etc., from now on, you will have to do it for fifty years!"

Zhao Haochen was a little incredulous, his eyes widened.

"Don't think about running away, it's useless!" Jia Youcai looked very angry and shouted, "Erniu, show me, he ran away, ask you!"

Jia Youcai ran out all of a swoop, standing on the steps, playing the pipa with both legs, he couldn't stand steadily, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, patting his chest, "Scared me to death!