Wang Busheng was shocked when he heard ten thousand taels. Although his income is high now and he is considered a high-income earner, the money is also earned by himself. When you get rich, you can't forget your roots and the poor days you once had. , not to mention his poor relatives, so asking Wang Bushit to buy the news for 10,000 taels was really a bit expensive.
"Ten thousand taels, it's so expensive, why don't you grab it?" Although I have money, I can't spend it like this. I don't have the tens of millions of inheritance from my ancestors, and no rich woman is willing to buy a smile for myself. Everything has to rely on my hard work every day. I won't be like those dudes who have a million dollars. Buy a laugh.
"Robbery is against the law." The law popularization campaign of the Ming Empire was very effective. Even Xiao Lu knew that robbery was illegal.
Wang Busheng was choked and couldn't take a breath, and almost made it through, "Look, you said robbery is illegal, but killing is not illegal."
"I was doing justice for heaven." Xiao Lu was still arguing.
"Hehehe" Wang Busei sneered back. "You still have to pay for your actions."
"When you see an injustice on the road, you roar, and you take action when it's time to take action. My voice is hoarse. Why don't I collect some money to buy some throat lozenges? Is this wrong?" I work hard, and sometimes in order to confirm whether the prey should be killed or not, I have to spend a lot of time and travel long distances to investigate, for fear of killing the wrong person and turning the original good deed of punishing evil and promoting good into killing loyal people. After such hard work, I have to reimburse some of the food, accommodation, clothing and mental loss expenses. I need to eat when I am hungry, and I need to stay in a hotel when I am tired. I walk so much every day, and my clothes and shoes are also worn out. Sometimes I have to work overtime and stay up late. Therefore, mental damage compensation is very necessary, and since I have been exposed to wind and sun all day long at a young age, I also need to find someone to reimburse the cost of the cosmetics. Xiao Lu feels that she deserves the remuneration and is justified in getting it.
"Okay, even if what you say makes sense." Women's mouths are so smelly and hard. You want them to admit their mistakes, even if the seas and rocks are destroyed, the sky collapses, and one day, a man gives birth to a child. It's also impossible. It's even harder than climbing to the sky. Making them admit their mistakes is tantamount to killing them. Now that Xiao Lu has corrected his evil ways, naturally he can no longer take orders to earn money for killing people. Wang Busheng is too lazy to do it here. After getting entangled in the topic, he continued, "Look, you can only kill someone for 10,000 taels, but sell the information for 10,000 taels. Isn't this price a bit too high?"
"Who told you to kill someone for 128 taels? I am the number one killer in the Ming Empire and a senior hunter. If you think you kill people just for 128 taels, you are insulting my profession and even more so me." Xiao Lu Angrily, twelve or eighty taels is not enough to go to a brothel and have a drink.
"One hundred taels, five hundred taels"
Xiao Lu was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Bu Die and gave Wang Bu Die a fierce look.
"One thousand taels, five thousand taels."
"Uh, okay, it's your guessing game again."
Wang Bu died and simply stopped guessing, "Let me ask you, how much is my head worth?"
"Well, it doesn't matter if I tell you. I'll give you this news for free." Xiaolu held out three fingers and said "Thirty thousand taels" before Wang Busui answered.
Wang Bushit's heart was pounding, "Thirty thousand taels, so high."
You must know that the average salary of the people in the Ming Empire is only about one tael of silver per day. This means that they have to work every day and the bosses treat their employees well. Most of the people who have no jobs in the Ming Empire mainly come from land. , it is no exaggeration to say that thirty thousand taels can allow them to eat meat every meal until they die.
Xiao Lu nodded, "Different prey have different prices. You are worth thirty thousand taels."
Hearing this price, Wang Busui felt inexplicably happy. Thirty thousand taels was his true price. The cold appearance fee of dozens of taels was honestly an insult to himself. Suddenly, Wang Busui expressed his displeasure behind the scenes. The boss liked him more and more and wanted to praise him and thank him for paying such a high price for him. Wang Bushi couldn't help laughing twice, and then asked, "How are your charging standards set? Can you Let me reveal something."
"Okay." Xiao Lu nodded, and then changed her voice to "I need more money."
Plop, Wang Busui knelt down. Who are the people around him? Why are they so philistine? They have to talk about money in everything they do. He can't be like himself, treating money like dirt and only having justice in his heart. "Forget it, I don't want to," he said. Pay for curiosity.”
The landlord's family didn't have any food left, so he had to save some if he could. However, he was hunted down again and again. Leng Bingbing didn't succeed, so he went to find Xiao Lu. If Xiao Lu didn't succeed, who would he go to? This made Wang Bu die very depressed. , it’s not scary to be chased. Wang Bushu is confident to protect himself, but it’s a bit annoying to be stared at every day. He is not a big star, and it’s uncomfortable to be stared at by a group of dogs. Therefore, Wang Bushu urgently wants to know about the people behind the scenes. who is it.
"You know, I really don't have ten thousand taels. Your wages, daily purchases, and your clothing and food all cost a lot of money. You think this will work, you can be cheaper." He bargained. It's necessary. Wang Bushit doesn't have the courage of a rich man to throw out a bunch of banknotes and shout with his head held high that he doesn't have to look for them anymore. If you can save a little, you should save a little. A man who has a family and a family must know how to budget carefully.
"The price can't be lower. I'm just asking for it. You don't know that the killer betrayed his employer and will go to hell. I am so entangled in my heart. It will be so painful after death. At this moment, my My conscience hurts. If you were not my young master, I would kill you without saying a word." Xiao Lu counted on her fingers. Her conscience was reproached and she was injured. Well, it was reasonable to ask for compensation.
The corners of Wang Bu's mouth began to twitch.
"Okay, I'll pay for the money." Finally, Zhang Jinghui couldn't stand it anymore. It was just money. What was money? He was a bastard. He could get information about the bad guys who threatened his man. Zhang Jinghui felt that the money was well spent.
"It's not good to spend your money." Wang Busui felt a little embarrassed. Although eating soft rice was Wang Bushit's dream for two lifetimes, he was still a little uncomfortable with eating soft rice. In the future, he would be in bed. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if I couldn't take the initiative?
"It doesn't matter, it will be deducted from your future dividends."
"Well, let's negotiate the price." He turned to Xiao Lu again, "Xiao Lu, for the sake of me saving you, feeding you, clothing you, and paying you wages, can you give me a discount? It's not too much, right?"
This was the first time Xiaolu met such a man who cared about her mother-in-law and mother-in-law. She was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Bushit, and happily held Zhang Jinghui's hand. "You can see that my sister is an open-minded person. Don't worry, I guarantee that my young master will be the first to go to your bed. I will I'll watch over you and not give Sister Leng a chance."
Zhang Jinghui turned red with embarrassment and said angrily, "Xiaolu, don't talk nonsense."
"Sister, what I said is true. I saw her in the morning, and my Mrs. Leng's Gonggongsha is still there." Xiao Lu smiled evilly, "Don't worry, sister, I will stay with my wife and not give the young master a chance."
If it wasn't for giving an explanation to her employer and herself, Xiao Lu wouldn't be fighting like this today. In fact, Xiao Lu has already accepted her identity as a girl of the Wang family. She can eat well and live well, and she will never endure the cold weather and sleeping on the road again. It’s hard work running around, and everyone is kind and friendly. The most important thing is that the wages given by the master are also high. Xiao Lu did some rough calculations. His monthly wages including some silver rewards are more than 5,000 taels, which is amazing. It's not a small amount. If she continues like this, she is very confident that she will become a rich woman in the Ming Empire. She will have a stable income and no danger. Only a ghost wants to be a killer. And not everyone has the courage and financial resources to hire a killer. She has only been in the industry for so long. I took on thirty-eight orders of business, and the expenses were also high. I didn’t save any money for several years. In comparison, the Wang family was better. They basically had no expenses and could save all their money. There were two professions, one was precarious. The killer, the other is the maid who earns a lot of money every day. People with brain retardation know how to choose.
The price given by Xiaolu was also carefully considered. This news can only be purchased once. Naturally, the price cannot be too low, and of course it cannot be too high. After all, he is his young master, so he must give some face. After weighing it, ten thousand taels Very suitable, fair and reasonable price. It's just that Xiaolu overestimated Wang Busheng's courage, and his wealth was not suitable for his young master.
Fortunately, the future lady is generous enough.
"Madam, do you want cash or banknotes? I will hand over the money with one hand and give you the information with the other. No credit is given." When he heard the money was given, Xiao Lu's name changed, and a profiteer's smile climbed onto Xiao Lu's big face.
Seeing Xiaolu's face, Wang Bushi felt that Xiaolu had the potential to be a front-end salesperson, and his ability to tell lies with open eyes was beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Pretending not to notice the change in Xiaolu's title, Zhang Jinghui couldn't hide her inner joy. Although she had a little sister, she had no control over the future. There were no sisters in the Ming Empire who could marry the same husband. As a precedent, I am not Ehuang, and my younger sister is not a female heroine. But which woman has no illusion in her heart that the person she loves also loves her, the only one who loves her is herself, and she is the only one who always stays with her.
But Zhang Jinghui knew that she had a little sister, and Wang Busheng already had a wife. Although the love had been shared, being called madam did not affect Zhang Jinghui's happiness.
He was in a good mood, and naturally it was much more refreshing to pay for money. He took out a banknote from his arms and said, "This is ten thousand taels. Take it, Xiaolu, my sister likes you very much."
"Thank you, madam, you're so kind." Then he rolled his eyes at Wang Busi, looked at the banknote, and carefully put it into his arms. The meaning was self-explanatory.
"You bring so many banknotes with you when you go out." The Ming Empire is not a prosperous place now. There are many bad guys, those who rob and those who carry bags. Crimes are always everywhere. It is not right for a beautiful woman like Zhang Jinghui to bring so much money. It provides criminals with an opportunity to steal money and sex. No criminal would be stupid enough to give up such a high-end prey. Wang Bushu was very worried about Zhang Jinghui's safety.
"Do you think there will be people who will do harm to me?" Zhang Jinghui winked playfully.
Wang Busheng immediately understood that there were not many people in Songjiang Mansion who dared to offend the existence of the British Duke's eldest granddaughter and the Tu Emperor.
The money had already come out, so it was time to get down to business. Wang Busheng asked, "Now can you tell me, who asked you to kill me?"
As a former killer, Xiaolu adheres to this principle of using people's money to eliminate disasters for others, "two hairless guys".
Plop, Wang Busui almost knelt down again. You are saying something that is not shocking, but it is like a bolt from the blue as soon as you say it. Two hairless guys, this, the killer of the Ming Empire is a little too open-minded,
"Are you sure they have no hair?" Xiao Lu was probably not old enough to take off other people's pants. Wang Busheng felt that Xiao Lu's memory might be biased.
"I am sure and sure, I can guarantee it with my personality."
The personality of the expired killer is even less trustworthy than the scumbag's oath. Wang Bushit grinned, "Although Xiaolu usually eats more, I never thought you would be so open-minded. How did you do this thing about picking off people's pants?" Yes, may I ask, what was your psychological process at that time?"
"Take off other people's pants," Xiao Lu was full of doubts, "Why should I take off the pants of two bald donkeys?"
"How do you know if someone doesn't have long pants if you don't take them off? Um, wait a minute, you said two bald donkeys."
"Yes, they are just two bald donkeys, the kind with no hair on their heads." Seeing Wang Busheng's puzzled look, there must always be after-sales service when selling products, so Xiao Lu explained, "They are just two monks, with no hair on their heads." Mao’s two monks, and they are both ugly.”
"Well, okay, they are two bald donkeys with no hair on their heads." People say they don’t have hair, so why do you think so? You can tell at a glance whether your head has hair or not. What Xiaolu said is right. Wang Bushu was a little embarrassed, almost to the point of getting cancer from embarrassment.
"What did you just say about taking off your pants?"
"Um, you heard wrong",
Xiaolu's head will not grow in vain. A high-level killer must have high skills and a low IQ. He quickly figured out the meaning of Wang Bushi's words: "Master, you are so shameless, you stinking scoundrel."
"I didn't, you wronged me"
"You have"
"I don't"
"You have it"
"My uncle died young and I never saw him."
"you"
Another confusion filled Zhang Jinghui's head. Zhang Jinghui didn't understand anything about hair or not. When she heard the two people quarreling again, Zhang Jinghui was already used to it. She silently watched the two people arguing and refused to shut up. Say, it would be nice if there were some melon seeds.
