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Seeing Cheng Chumo's tears welling up, Yang Fan pretended to be dumb, handed over a glass of water, and pretended to be concerned:
"Brother Chu Mo, although hot pot is delicious, you must be careful. If you can't eat spicy food, don't force it..."
Cheng Chumo, who was already choking, coughed even more violently, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.
I was crying silently in my heart, but I couldn't say it out loud:
"Am I eating so hard that I'm choking? I'm so angry with you."
How dare you blatantly pick up girls in front of me? It's so arrogant.
Cheng Yuzhu took the water from Yang Fan's hand, and at the same time gave Yang Fan a rolling look, as if to say:
"I'll accept it as soon as it's good. After all, he's my eldest brother."
Then he stood up and patted Cheng Chumo's back with one hand, and handed over the water with the other hand.
Cheng Chumo took the water and took a sip when he heard:
"Brother, why are you not paying attention like a child? Look, are you choking?"
This sentence almost made Cheng Chumo spurt out the water he just drank, and he could only cry silently.
Sister, who is your brother?
I usually look smart and clever, don’t you know why I am like this?
I can only secretly decide that when I come here from now on, I will come alone.
He was afraid that if his sister came a few more times, she would become the love sister of a shameless boy like Yang Fan.
…
After the meal, Cheng Yuzhu, Xing'er and the others ran to the lake to play. Yang Fan and Cheng Chumo were holding their full bellies, drinking tea and chatting without saying a word.
At this time, Yang Laifu walked up quickly with the account book, said hello, and handed the account book to Yang Fan directly.
Looking at the bill, which was dozens of pages long, Yang Fan's head hurt.
This is no modern general ledger, where totals can be read at a glance.
He closed the ledger and returned, saying:
"Uncle Fu, just tell me the total number..."
Yang Laifu opened the account book and said:
"This time Mr. Cheng sent a total of 25 carts of money, silk and jewelry, including 1,000 taels of copper coins, 1,000 taels of silver, 5,000 taels of gold, 2,000 taels of fine brocade and silk, and 6,000 taels of jewelry and antiques, totaling 60,000 taels."
After listening to the report, Yang Fan couldn't help but look at Cheng Chumo with confusion.
"Don't we only need 444 strings?"
Cheng Chumo burped and said, "I don't know, but my father said that the number 4 is unlucky, so he sent more money to worship God."
I also asked him why he didn’t go to the temple to worship God. He didn’t tell me. He just asked me to ask you. He said you should know.
I also said that I want to cooperate with you in operating Liuli. We will provide the manpower, stores, sales, and channels. Let me ask you if you agree?
After hearing this, Yang Fan was immediately confused. Unexpectedly, he was targeted before he even started.
Dare you disagree? Unless you want to rebel or go to live in seclusion in the mountains.
Who the hell said that the ancients were stupid? They were simply smart people, right? If you treat the ancients as mentally retarded, then you are really mentally retarded!
“Numbers are unlucky.”
To put it simply, don’t you just want to get 60% of the cooperation?
“Send money to worship God.”
Doesn't it mean that Cheng Yaojin, who has sixty percent of the cooperation, has to pay tribute? If a founder of the country can pay tribute, who else but His Majesty Li Er is qualified?
In fact, Yang Fan never thought of being alone in Liuli's business. After all, there were no forces that could easily be targeted.
He had just traveled to the Tang Dynasty and didn't know any powerful people, so he didn't find anyone to cooperate with him.
I just didn't expect to be targeted by Li Er so quickly.
"I ⅩⅩⅩ"
Yang Fan couldn't help but swore a national curse.
Li Er is too shady, I must let him pay back double the amount in the future.
But he didn’t want to rebel and become emperor.
Well, marry him and see how many daughters he has to see if he looks bad.
But Yang Fan didn't expect that Li Er's daughter would marry a beautiful woman first.
After taking a sip of water, Yang Fan asked depressedly:
"Is your family so rich?"
Cheng Chumo was speechless and explained helplessly:
"Our Cheng family is pretty bad. When it comes to money, any aristocratic family can spend hundreds of thousands of coins, let alone a family like Wu Xing Qi Wang..."
"My xx, it's really freezing to death on the road, and the wealthy family smells of wine and meat..."
Another national curse came out of his mouth, but he felt less guilty about making money from a wealthy family in the future.
Now that we have a big backer, it is natural that the establishment of a glass factory must be put on the agenda.
…
At noon, Cheng's motorcade was preparing to go back.
With tears in her eyes, Cheng Yuzhu pulled Cheng Chumo's arm and begged:
"Brother, I want to spend two more days at the villa..."
Seeing the pitiful Cheng Yuzhu, Cheng Chumo's heart softened and he wanted to nod in agreement.
But when he raised his head and saw Yang Fan seeing him off at the door, he immediately became inspired and said righteously:
"What if you meet a bad guy?"
"Brother, how could I meet bad people in Brother Yang's villa? Besides, even if I meet bad people, Brother Yang will protect me."
While comforting his sister, Cheng Chumo glanced at Yang Fan intentionally or unintentionally.
I sighed in my heart:
Sister, don't blame the elder brother for being cruel. You are not afraid of the rogue elder brother, but you are afraid that the rogue is educated. This guy Yang Fan is a heart thief. The main reason is to guard against him.
So Cheng Chumo had no choice but to use his trump card:
"Zhu'er, if you don't go back today, if mom misses you and can't see you, dad will have to skin me. You can't bear to see your elder brother suffer, can you?"
This trick was indeed effective. Although Cheng Yuzhu had a troubled face, she agreed to go back with Cheng Chumo.
This made Cheng Chumo look at Yang Fan with a victor's proud smile.
But Cheng Chumo didn't know that feelings are like a pond.
When there is a hole in the pond, let the water flow out, and the pond will not collapse; but if you block it casually, when the water level rises, the pond will easily break the embankment, and you will not be able to block it even if you want to.
After Cheng Yuzhu and Xing'er murmured for a while, they walked straight towards Yang Fan. Cheng Chumo wanted to stop him, but he raised his hand and sighed, unable to put it down.
She walked up to Yang Fan and whispered:
"Brother Yang, can I come to the villa to play with Myolie and the others another day?"
It was Xing'er who had a good idea and actually became friends with Cheng Yuzhu. Then wouldn't she be the first to get the most from those who are close to the water?
Bah bah...are you that kind of person?
Yeah, it smells so good sometimes.
Yang Fan is in a good mood:
"Of course, come and say hello anytime, Brother Yang will prepare delicious food for you."
Cheng Yuzhu smiled sweetly and said softly:
"Thank you for your gift, I like it very much..."
"Just like it. Next time you come, Brother Yang will prepare a better-looking and cuter one for you, called a panda."
It turned out that Yang Fan exchanged a big white bear toy from the exchange system and gave it to Cheng Yuzhu.
Seeing his sister's pretty face smiling more and more cheerfully, Cheng Chumo felt a little confused.
Secretly complaining:
Why is my sister smiling so sweetly at this guy?
If Yang Fan had the ability to read minds, he would definitely find that Cheng Chumo is a crazy girl-protector.
After Cheng Chumo and the others left, Yang Fan went directly back to the bedroom in broad daylight, of course not to sleep.
I just feel that now that I have money, I should exchange it for a martial arts skill from the system.
You can enter the system interface to check, and you will find that there are very few martial arts that can be exchanged for about 6,000 taels of gold.
There are only a few kung fu such as Taizu Changquan, Xingyi, Baguazhang, and Jinzhongzhao Tiebushan.
After much selection, I finally chose the Golden Bell Tiebu Fir because someone I admired used to practice it.
It is the Flying Tiger General Li Cunxiao who is known as "the king is no match for Xiang, and the general is no match for Li".
It is said that Li Cunxiao practiced this kung fu to the extreme. His muscles and bones were as strong as iron. He charged into battle and was invincible. He was extremely brave and unparalleled in the world.
Later, Li Cunxiao was framed and sentenced to a chariot break. During the execution, five horses were pulled together, but they were pulled back by the natural strength of his hands and feet. This was repeated dozens of times without success.
Li Cunxiao can be said to be a fierce man, but such a fierce man was deeply influenced by ancient etiquette, and he never had the intention to disobey orders until his death.
Otherwise, if such a person wants to run away, who can stop him?
As thousands of taels of gold disappeared, a book flew out of the system and turned into dots of starlight that penetrated Yang Fan's head.
In an instant, the training method of Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt seemed to be engraved in my mind.
Before he had time to be happy, a tickling feeling spread throughout his body, and his muscles rose and fell as if being beaten. A heartbreaking pain flooded into his mind, and he fainted gloriously in an instant.
When he woke up again, he found that he was already lying on the bed, and Xing'er, a little girl, was lying beside the bed, as if she had fallen asleep.
Gently lifting the quilt and preparing to sit up, the little girl suddenly woke up.
Seeing Yang Fan wake up, the little girl was extremely surprised.
"Master, you finally woke up, you scared me to death..."
Then, she ran out the door excitedly and heard her shout:
"Uncle Fu...come here quickly, the young master is awake..."
The originally silent villa suddenly came to life, and the sounds of chaotic footsteps gradually became clearer from far to near.
…
It was late at night, but the lobby of the villa was brightly lit.
After eating six large bowls of chicken porridge, Yang Fan felt better in his stomach.
"Sir, you shouldn't eat too much when you wake up..."
Looking at Yang Laifu and others who looked at him in surprise and advised him to eat less, Yang Fan couldn't say that he was only half full.
He coughed dryly and asked: "Uncle Fu, how long have I been unconscious? I remember it was noon when I entered the room, why is it already night now?"
Yang Laifu breathed a sigh of relief and replied:
"Sir, you scared us to death, do you know that? You have been in a coma for a day and a night. You are really afraid that you won't wake up. You called a doctor for treatment. He just said that you were sleeping and there was nothing wrong with your body. Did something happen?"
It suddenly dawned on me that I had been unconscious for more than a day and a night. No wonder everyone was so scared.
They are their sky. If they disappear or collapse, their sky will also collapse.
After all, there are absolutely no masters who treat their servants like him, and even if there are, they are rare.
They did not tell Yang Laifu that they were the result of exchanging martial arts.
After all, the secret of the exchange system can only be taken into the coffin and will not be known to others.
After indicating that there was nothing wrong with him, he ordered Yang Laifu to let everyone go back and rest.
And he returned to the backyard to study the changes in his body.
