The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 23

[Chapter 23 Spring Breeze Tower]

Seeing that he was sincere in admitting his mistake, Wang Baole sighed and said: “I won’t stop you from visiting the brothel, but you can’t just look for flowers and ask for help.

In the brothel, the information is the most complicated. If you use it a little, you can It’s a big gain.

Let’s just say this time, if Brother Wei hadn’t heard the waiter in the store talking about the female ghost in white, how could he have gotten such a big deal for nothing?”

Wang Fugui said with a puzzled look on his face. ?”

Wang Baole nodded and said, “It is said that there is an ancient well in the south of the city.”

After hearing this, Wang Fugui turned pale and said with a trembling voice, “Then do we still want this haunted restaurant?”

Wang Baole said, “Why not?” This place is really haunted, and it only happens once every seven years. As long as this period of time passes, it will still be the same as before.”

Wang Fugui said doubtfully: “But by then, this street will have declined, and it probably won’t be worth much money.”

Wang Baole glanced at him, sighed, and said: “No matter what happens in the future, being able to buy a restaurant at this price is already a big advantage. When

people are dissatisfied, a snake swallows an elephant. Brother Wei has told you this more than once.” Just once.”

Wang Fugui hurriedly lowered his head and whispered: “Brother, I know.”

“Hey, isn’t this the shopkeeper Wang?”

Suddenly, a cynical voice came from the front.

Wang Baole looked up, saw the figure clearly, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, with a flattering smile on his face: “Young master can’t deserve to be called you by the young master. If the young master shows affection to you, he will call you “little treasure” and you will be flattered. Come on.”

The young master walking towards him was the prodigal son whom Wang Baole talked about educating his younger brother, Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu glanced at him, smiled, and said, “Xiaobao, I recently had a whim and planned to do some business. Do you have any good ideas? Let me know.”

Wang Baole lowered his head and said with a smile .

: “Young Master is very talented, and he has great potential in whatever business he is engaged in. His humble opinion cannot be brought to the table, and speaking out will only make him laugh.”

Although he said this, he was very disdainful in his heart, thinking Author: What kind of business can you, a prodigal son, do, it is nothing more than squandering your family property.

“Hahaha.”

Fang Xiu heard his compliment and laughed twice. He looked at Zhao Yan and said, “How about it? I’m right, I’m right. I’m born to do business.”

Next to him, Bai Xiaochun He was busy flattering and said: “Young Master is like a star in the sky who has descended to earth. Not only is he handsome and graceful, but he is also talented and gifted. He is very promising in whatever he does.

Xiao Chun is really Xiao Chun who can always be by your side in this life. When Xiaochun thought about the blessings he had accumulated over a hundred lifetimes, he was so excited that he could only feel his eyes welling up with tears.”

As Bai Xiaochun spoke, his eyes actually filled up with tears, and he was about to burst into tears.

Even Wang Baole, who was as smooth as Wang Baole, looked dumbfounded and felt ashamed.

Standing next to Fang Xiu, Zhao Yan, who was disguised as a man, rolled her eyes and snorted with disdain.

“Ahem!”

Fang Xiu also felt that Bai Xiaochun’s performance was too exaggerated. He coughed twice in embarrassment and said to Wang Baole: “I heard that the Chunfeng Building nearby is being transferred. I plan to go and have a look. If you have nothing to do, I will Come with me.”

“Here”

Wang Baole hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, “Young Master, I am honored to invite you.”

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Wang Fugui and said, “Fugui, You go back first, I will accompany Mr. Fang around.”

When Wang Fugui heard this, he realized that the handsome man in front of him turned out to be the prodigal son of Fang Mansion who sold off his family property and squandered it wantonly. Fang Xiu!

He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: “Master Fang, I’ll take my leave first.”

Fang Xiu glanced at him, nodded, ignored him, and walked straight to Chunfeng Tower.

In front of Chunfeng Tower, the restaurant owner looked at the sparse entrance hall and felt a little regretful.

It’s been more than an hour, and no customer has come to the door today.

If this continues, I’m afraid the restaurant will become increasingly unable to sell at a reasonable price, and in the end it will be worthless.

If I had known this, I should have discussed with Baolefang to give some money and at least recover the capital.

He sighed, looking lonely, and looked up at the gray sky, feeling that his life was also gray.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and was about to walk back when he suddenly saw the ‘vast’ figure not far away. His face lit up and he hurriedly went to meet it.

“Shopkeeper Wang, I thought about it carefully and I think it’s a thousand taels of silver.”

He walked closer and found that there were three people around Wang Baole, two handsome young men and a fat man who was as vast as Wang Baole.

Judging from where they were standing, it was obvious that they were dominated by the handsomely dressed young man.

“Who are these three?”

the restaurant owner asked, stunned.

Wang Baole introduced: “This is Mr. Fang Xiu, the son of Uncle An Ping.”

“Fang Xiu”

the restaurant owner didn’t know what he thought of, his expression changed, he subconsciously took two steps back, and then forced himself to stand still.

His face turned pale, and he forced a smile, bowing and saying: “The young shopkeeper of Chunfeng Tower, I have met Young Master Fang.”

“Yes.”

Fang Xiu nodded slightly, glanced at the Chunfeng Tower sign, and sighed, “Yes, it’s a good place.” When

the restaurant owner heard this, he couldn’t help but think of what happened to the owner of Zuihua Pavilion.

Master Yang, the Minister of Rites, was behind Zuihua Pavilion. He was blackmailed out of a thousand taels of silver by this notorious prodigal, let alone a powerless commoner.

His voice became hoarse unknowingly, and he said in a trembling voice: “Fang, Mr. Fang, our Chunfeng Tower has encountered some changes recently. It’s true that we really can’t get any money out.”

Fang Xiu looked confused.

I’m not a gangster collecting protection money. What do you mean?

“Ahem!”

On the side, Wang Baole winked at the restaurant owner and said, “Master Fang is here to buy your restaurant.” When

the restaurant owner heard this, his expression changed instantly, and a flower-like smile appeared on his face.

“Young Master Fang really has a good eye. Our Chunfeng Building is well-known in the south of the city for its location, house and signboard. Now something has happened, so we have to sell it at a low price. If you sincerely want to buy it, you only need this amount,”

he said, stretching out The palm comes out, which means five hundred taels of silver.

When Wang Baole saw this scene, he shook his head and felt a little regretful.

If the restaurant owner had directly offered five hundred taels just now, he might have agreed, but now in front of Fang Xiu, a noble disciple, he couldn’t say anything.

Although there was no such thing as scholars, farmers, industry and merchants in the Chu State, the status of merchants was not high compared with the nobility.

No matter how unsatisfactory Fang Xiu is, he will also be the future Uncle An Ping. Offending him for five hundred taels of silver is not worth the loss.

As for the restaurant owner, he offered five hundred taels. He already felt his heart bleeding, but he still saw Fang Xiu’s brows furrowed.

He couldn’t help but think of the fate of the foreigner in Yirenju. He looked sad, wiped his tears, and cried: “Sir, five hundred taels of silver has been sold at a low price. We can’t have any less.”

(End of Chapter)