"Sir, the good show you are talking about is just to watch you throw money?" After some distance from the hotel, seeing that no one was following, Mapu rode over and asked curiously.
His tone almost asked if Tang Ping was stupid and had too much money.
"Boss Mapo, don't you think it's interesting?" Tang Ping lifted the car curtain and asked lazily, leaning on the car window.
"It's not a question of whether it's interesting or not..." Mapu thought for a moment and said, "You said you could help me deal with those Kyushu people, but I saw you throwing money away."
"Because this is only the first half, we can just play the second half tomorrow."
"First half? Second half?" Mapu was confused and didn't know what Tang Ping was talking about.
"I wonder if Boss Mapo can introduce the best hotel in Nara City? I'm so tired after traveling all day!"
"..." Mapu was speechless for a while, but he still took them back to the city and pointed them to the best hotel.
"Goodbye today, Boss Mapu. I'll come to your rice shop tomorrow morning and treat you to a show." Tang Ping waved his hand, leaving a confused Mapu standing there.
Until early the next morning, Tang Ping rode his horse to Mapo's rice store, and Mapo walked out rubbing his eyes.
I stayed up all night last night, and I didn't even think about whether Tang Ping had something wrong with having too much money. It was obviously him who sent the beggar to beg for the money, and he repaid those people ten thousand times in return.
"How was it? Boss Mapu, did you sleep well last night?" Tang Ping asked knowingly.
"Of course it's not good. Sir, where is your carriage?" Mapu looked around.
"There's no need for it today. Just a few of us will follow Jiro today." Tang Ping looked at Jiro who also came out of the rice shop.
Maybe Mapo looked at Tang Ping's face and gave Jiro a change of clothes. Although they were old, at least they were not so shabby.
"Where are yesterday's clothes?" Tang Ping asked.
"Lost...lost..." Jiro asked stutteringly.
Tang Ping frowned: "Forget it, make your clothes dirty and embarrassed, and then go to the hostel yesterday to beg."
"Going again?" Mapu felt like his heart ached. What happened yesterday may have been spread. Today, Jiro went there and there would probably be a bunch of people waiting to give him money. If Tang Ping would repay him ten thousand times more, To repay him, he couldn't even imagine the amount.
Jiro was obedient. Anyway, it would be great if he could earn ten cents a day from Tang Ping. As for whether the clothes were clean or the person was embarrassed, it didn't matter to him.
He grabbed a few pieces of mud from the mud and wiped it on himself.
After he was almost back to being a dirty little beggar, Tang Ping asked Li Bai to bring him an earplug.
"What I say will ring directly in your ears later, don't be afraid." After speaking, Tang Ping gave it a try.
Jiro was shocked when he found that Tang Ping's voice really came from the little thing he was wearing.
Fortunately, Li Bai comforted him that this was just a trick from the Tang Dynasty, and he gradually calmed down.
"Okay, let's set off." The group of people came to the vicinity of Achi Palace again. Tang Ping said to Jiro: "Just go to yesterday's hotel to beg by yourself. Then listen to me and do whatever I tell you. !”
"Yes!" Jiro carefully touched his ears with earplugs, and then walked towards the hotel.
"Look, is that... the one from yesterday?"
As soon as he reached the door, Jiro was discovered.
"It seems...yes, it's him, I remember, it must be him!"
All of a sudden, everyone in the hotel was excited. They gathered around Jiro and asked, "Little beggar..."
"What little beggar? Sir, are you still asking for money today? I have one hundred and sixty coins here, all for you."
"I have it here too, sir. I have eighty coins here, and I'll give them all to you."
"I have two hundred!"
"I'm sixty!"
Jiro looked at the people around him in shock. He had been in this industry for more than ten years. As an old man in this industry, this was the first time he knew that his industry could be so popular.
Everyone emptied their wallets and even turned the soles of their shoes upside down to give themselves the last penny.
"Yota, that beggar is here again." The two Kyushu people upstairs also heard the noise.
"Taro, give him all our money, think of the return ten thousand times!" Yota said excitedly.
"But..." Taro hesitated: "Isn't he a liar?"
"Liar? How to cheat?" Yang Tai said with a smile: "Look at how much money these people can give him today? It only adds up to one or two, right? There is also a lot of miscellaneous money, and the mysterious man yesterday was I gave him twenty-five guans and came out."
"Is it possible that someone would use twenty-five pieces of Kaiyuan Tongbao to defraud two pieces of money? And did you see the carriage yesterday? I can guarantee that the carriage is more gorgeous than all the carriages in the Bird Palace."
Taro was persuaded by Yota, and the two hurriedly took out all their property from under the bed in the room, which they had finally cheated.
"We will give you Sangan 729 Wen." Yota and Taro shouted at the same time.
Tang Ping asked Mapu next to him: "Are these the two Kyushu people?"
"That's right!" Of course Mapu would not admit the wrong person, gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Jiro, tell them they can only collect money from one person today, and then take away the three pieces of money."
"Jiro..." Jiro paused, and finally had some brains. He quickly changed his words and said, "I will only accept money from one person today."
After speaking, he looked at Yota and Taro.
"Give it to you, give it all to you!" Yota and Taro's faces were filled with smiles. How much is 10,000 times the 720 Wen of Sanguan?
Not counting the remaining fractions, just three guan can turn into 30,000 guan!
Although the two of them were a little hesitant about whether the other party would give them 30,000 guan, but thinking about how they gave away money without saying a word yesterday, it would not be a loss to give them 30,000 guan, not to mention 30,000 guan.
This was the first time Jiro had so much money in his hand. He walked out of the hotel in a daze, then turned around and said, "Don't follow me!"
"No, we won't follow!" Yang Tai and Taro put on smiles, and then stopped several others who wanted to fight for it again: "Didn't you hear the adults say not to follow him?"
After Jiro felt that he was about to escape the glare of those behind him, he started to run wildly with the money.
After Tang Ping had just instructed Jiro to collect the money, he quietly withdrew from the crowd watching the excitement and was waiting for Jiro on the way here.
"Sir...this...this money..." Although Jiro was a little reluctant, he still raised the money in his hand.
"No need, I told you that the money you ask for is yours, keep your word, go back."
"Then Sir, do you still use me as your guide?" Jiro asked.
Tang Ping was a little curious: "You have so much money, and you still want to be a guide?"
"Yes!" Jiro nodded heavily.
"Okay, then follow me."
