Zhao Zizhong looked at Nie Yuan in confusion, and Rou'er was also confused.
Nie Yuan was speechless after seeing the old beggar.
Isn't this meant to blackmail someone?
"Entertain him." Mengxian whispered.
Although he didn't know why, Mengxian had already spoken, so he had to obey.
"Rou'er, fill him up with bowls and chopsticks." Nie Yuan ordered.
"good."
Rou'er stood up and left. When she came back, she had a pair of bowls and chopsticks in her hands and asked the old beggar to come to the table.
The old beggar was not polite, he sat down and started eating like crazy.
It’s also a credit to Nie Yuan that he bought a lot in advance, otherwise there wouldn’t be enough food.
"Xiao Xianxian, why are we treating him so well, so that he doesn't take a bath?" Nie Yuan looked the old beggar up and down and couldn't help but ask.
"You will know when the time comes." Mengxian said calmly.
"Yes, it's free to ask."
At this moment, Nie Yuan had no intention of eating, mainly because the smell of the old man was too strong, and the whole bowl of rice was not fragrant.
After eating and drinking, the old beggar staggered out of the military store without saying a word.
"Master, who is this person? He left like this?"
"I don't know each other, I think it's just a matter of forming a good relationship."
He also knew that this old man was not simple, but his cultivation was low, his vision could not keep up, and he could not see anything.
But Mengxian saw clearly that this old man was not only simple, he was simply extraordinary.
After breakfast, Nie Yuan was ready to open the shop door.
I thought to myself that the business of a shop in such a prosperous area must be good.
The moment he opened the door, he was dumbfounded. There was no one in front of his shop, not even a dog.
The shop opposite, on the other hand, was already overcrowded even before it opened.
At this time, Zhao Zizhong also walked out of the backyard, looked at Nie Yuan's puzzled face, and explained. "The shop opposite is the Song family's shop. Like us, they are all in the weapons business, but his family has a weapon refiner, and the grade of the weapons is much higher than ours, so..."
"I understand, just tell me how miserable our store is."
"Not one tael of silver has been credited to the account this month." Zhao Zizhong sighed.
The corners of Nie Yuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
It's too miserable to be messed up like this. With this performance, the shop will be closed down by the family within two months.
"Hurry, hurry, Song's shop is open."
I don't know who had the loudest voice, howled loudly, and the crowd, which was not too noisy at first, suddenly became commotion and squeezed into the store.
"Damn, why has the price increased again? Fifty-five taels, you're robbing money!"
“One price a day.”
Seeing the increase in prices at the Song family's military store, everyone complained.
"You don't have to buy it if it's too expensive. There are plenty of people buying it."
"That's right, get out of the way and don't hinder our business."
The cursers were two guys from Song's shop, one more arrogant than the other, and one louder than the other.
"It's worth the money."
Nie Yuan clicked his tongue for a while.
If you scold your mother, you will still pay the money. If you don't buy it today, you will lose money.
It might not be this price tomorrow.
"Sold out today, come back tomorrow."
The two waiters shouted to the crowd outside the shop in unison, and their voices were unusually loud.
"What the hell? The quantity is so small."
"I've been waiting for seven days and I still can't buy it. If I say it's not available, I won't get it. What's going on!"
Everyone blocked the door of the Song family's military store and refused to leave, each shouting louder than the other.
The two waiters in the shop didn't pay any attention to the people scolding them, turned around and closed the door tightly.
For now, no one wants to visit his Nie's shop.
"What kind of attitude is this? Open the door!"
There were a few hot-tempered ones who raised their weapons and banged on the door.
"Go away, if you don't leave, I won't sell it to you tomorrow."
The angry voice of the waiter came from the shop, and everyone fell silent instantly. The brothers who smashed the door also silently put away their weapons.
Everyone was also angry, and even one of the waiters flew into the air.
No way, people have good stuff.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a blue robe walked out of the Song family's shop and walked straight to the Nie family's shop.
This person is none other than Song Huayang, the shopkeeper of the Song family's military shop.
"Why is the shopkeeper of the Song family going to the Nie family shop?"
"Acquiring Nie's store?"
"I don't know, let's go and take a look."
Nie Yuan, who was standing at the door, saw that he and Zhao Zizhong returned to the shop, found a chair and sat down, waiting for Song Huayang.
While he was sitting, Song Huayang had walked into the shop, his chin raised high, and he looked at Nie Yuan with a condescending look.
The melon-eating crowd followed Song Huayang's footsteps and blocked the front of Nie's shop.
"Hey, Shopkeeper Song, what the hell... the wind blew you here."
It was so dangerous, the truth almost came out.
"One thousand taels, acquisition..."
"See you off, see you off quickly."
Nie Yuan turned his head away and interrupted Song Huayang with a word.
"you……"
"Uncle Zhao, what are you doing? You're seeing off guests."
"Ang... yes." It took Zhao Zizhong a long time to recover from his daze and made a gesture of invitation to Song Huayang, "Shopkeeper Song, please invite me."
"good very good!"
Song Huayang flicked his sleeves and left Nie's shop with a cold snort.
At this moment, Song Hua Yang was itching his teeth. Before he could finish a sentence, he was ordered to be kicked out. When had he ever experienced such humiliation?
One day, he will tear down Nie's shop.
"Hey, why is Nie Yuan so stubborn? He can knock people out with just one sentence."
"Looking at this old boy's dark face, he must be very angry."
"So angry."
"That won't work. He's going to die. Where can we buy such a good weapon?"
"That's true."
When everyone saw this, they gathered together to chat, and there was no shortage of nonsense.
At this moment, Nie Yuan is sitting at the table sipping the tea.
From the day Song Wan'er led someone to hurt his cheap father, he had no good impression of anyone in the Song family, and even felt disgusted.
Since the shop opposite belonged to the Song family, he would definitely destroy it.
The reason why Nie Yuan is so confident is because of the god-level agent Mengxian.
Mengxian, who was in consciousness at the moment, also noticed Nie Yuan's expression and rolled his eyes at him. This little guy must have had his own thoughts again.
"Xiao Xianxian, is there any way to improve the grade of ordinary weapons?"
"Impossible." Mengxian said lazily.
Nie Yuan felt happy, stood up and walked a few steps quickly, arriving in front of the shelves where weapons were placed.
"These weapons are all made of ordinary iron and cannot break through the limits of their own materials. The only way to improve their quality is to temper the impurities in them." Mengxian Xu did not wake up, so he made a hunch and continued, " But it’s quite sufficient in this small city.”
"This is reliable, start now."
With that said, he picked up a pile of swords, guns and sticks and walked towards his room.
As soon as he entered the backyard, he saw Rou'er busy cleaning up the corners that Zhao Zizhong usually didn't notice.
No wonder Rou'er hasn't come out for a long time, she was busy with her work.
Nie Yuan sighed softly and walked straight into her room without saying anything else. Perhaps she could only find peace of mind while working.
Seeing that there were too many weapons, Nie Yuan called Zhao Zizhong to move them with him.
Zhao Zizhong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he didn't ask any more questions. Nie Yuan's instructions had his own reasons.
