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The customers who were listening to the book all took a deep breath and spoke when they heard the old man, "There's a divine person in the city, from the moment this lady appeared in the Bafang City, she has been wholeheartedly working on all kinds of businesses, selling gold, silver, jade, silk and tea leaves. Only you wouldn't think of it, there's nothing she can't do.
This is the first time I have seen someone who is born to eat this bowl of rice. I would buy at a low price but sell at a high price. As long as I pass by something in her hand, the price would multiply and people would even be willing to buy it. It was said that a few of the large merchants who had been keeping watch over the city for a long time had tried to find a way to force the girl away in the night, but they had not yet come to a conclusion.
She set up wine in the restaurant with the best Bafang City and sent posts to all the top ranked stores, consecutively opening up three hundred jars of fine wine! "
Everyone sighed, "Mr. Wang, you even said that. Aren't you afraid that those rich people will cause trouble for you?"
This person's teahouse was talking about the events of the past, and only this Bafang City was talking about the odd things of the current era. Regardless of distance or distance, this Mr. Wang who was telling the story was happy about it, "If they have the ability to do so, then come!"
The old man continued, "Sixteen and seventeen year old girls have forcefully drunk all the old drunkards to the ground. Let go of this saying," There is no money in this world that I can't earn. However, when the time comes, your gold and silver beauties will all be mine. Don't come and cry with me. "
The customers laughed, "This girl is too crazy!"
"There are still those who don't believe that we can go against her. However, after a month, they have already run out of money and become heavily indebted." The storyteller's voice was full of emotion, "The old merchants all said that the reason this girl is here is probably because of the God of Fortune's Bafang City."
Everyone began to discuss:
"I've seen this female God of Fortune once, but she's only sixteen or seventeen years old. She's extremely beautiful."
"I wonder who will be so lucky in the future to marry this beauty and the God of Fortune home."
"In my opinion, it's very difficult. This lady is very beautiful, but also very happy. On the surface, she only has three parts of a smile. She truly has a cold and detached nature."
Outside the teahouse, the "cold" Boss Wen was discussing business matters with a few grain merchants. As he passed by the entrance of the teahouse, he happened to overhear someone talking about her.
A few merchants could not help but laugh and make fun of him, "Only our son is useless. Otherwise, he would definitely go to Boss Wen's hands and shamelessly ask for a marriage."
The short, fat Boss Zhang stood beside her. The man in his fifties laughed like a Maitreya, "Boss Wen is really popular, even the people who listen to books in the teahouse are concerned about them."
Wen Jiu slightly raised her lips, "They aren't thinking about me, they are clearly thinking about my money."
Everyone laughed when they heard this.
If anyone were to look at Wen Jiu now, they would realize that she had a smile on her face, not much at all. Her eyes had a gentle and distant look, but it did not make anyone feel that she was arrogant at all.
There were so many beauties in the world, and people who served by sex had the good years of many years. When they became old and decrepit, they would land on the ground like fallen flowers, crushing it into dust and mud.
There were very few of them. Someone like Wen Jiu, who had an ability that surpassed his looks, would not dare to have any profane thoughts.
Even if there were people who adored her beauty, they could only hide in the dark and didn't dare to disturb her in the slightest.
Everyone chatted for a while, but just as they were about to leave, the tea house's storytelling teacher suddenly changed the topic, talking about the Little Tyrant Xie.
"Ah, the Little Tyrant Xie of Great Yan, full of a somber aura. The leader of the group was killed by the young general just two days after the flag was hung up, and 30,000 soldiers were recruited without any effort at all! "
Wen Jiu unconsciously stopped in her tracks, the smile on her face stiff.
The group of people behind him all stopped as well, feeling somewhat surprised, "What is Boss Wen doing?"
This girl had always been calm and collected in front of others. Even when she was alone, she had never lost her composure when fighting on the stage with others.
Everyone saw that this girl was neither sad nor happy, and she also didn't want to get married. When ordinary people were sleeping, she would rack her brains for ways to earn money. She almost flew up with a gold ingot in her hand.
She had never thought that she would have such a huge reaction when she heard news about someone.
Everyone's eyes were sharp like torches, trying to see something from Wen Jiu's face.
However, she retracted her gaze and faintly smiled as she said, "I'm fine."
Boss Zhang smiled and suggested, "Since there's nothing else to do, how about I invite everyone in for tea and listen to some books? My youngest son is infatuated with that Little Tyrant Xie, so he pestered me to tell him about that person's deeds before he goes to bed every day. "
Everyone smiled and agreed.
Boss Zhang turned his head to ask Wen Jiu, "Boss Wen, are you giving me face as well?"
Wen Jiu's eyes dimmed, but she nodded.
The flags of the teahouse were fluttering in the wind. A group of people entered the teahouse while chatting and laughing.
The guests in the pavilion were all discussing, "I heard that Little Tyrant Xie is only nineteen this year!"
"A young hero has appeared since the ancient times."
"Looks like my Great Yan shouldn't end like this. To think that I would encounter such a rare handsome general here."
The teahouses were filled with people from all different places, and some of them couldn't help but comment on the good Great Yan, so they immediately went out to pick a fight, "Is the Little Tyrant Xie really that powerful? How about compared to the ten thousand people from the Northern Desert killing Xiao Lingtian? "
Northern Desert Xiao Lingtian was also a famous person who became famous in one battle. He was only twenty-four or twenty-five years old now, and after countless battles of various sizes, the name of "Ten Thousand Slaughter" had long ago spread throughout the four seas.
"This is something that will only be known after they fight in the future." The forty-something year old storyteller waved his fan and smiled, "However, there's one thing that Xiao Lingtian will never be able to catch up to Little Tyrant Xie in his entire life."
The younger ones were intrigued and asked in unison, "What do you mean?"
"Those who have seen the Little Tyrant all said …" The storyteller paused for a moment before he continued, "That young man is incredibly handsome. To be able to die under such a man's sword, he must be happier than the rest on the Road to River Styx."
One of the youths laughed as he continued, "Although the Ten Thousand Slaughter Xiao Lingtian is born with godly strength, his looks are also well-known. Even if he were to be reborn, his face would not be half as handsome as the Little Tyrant Xie!"
Boss Zhang and a few other merchants also started to talk about the Little Tyrant Xie, who was young and famous throughout the world.
He talked about how he loved to chop other people down as a ball and kick them around.
Wen Jiu sat in the center of the crowd. If it wasn't for the fact that she used to live under the same roof as that person, she would have almost believed him.
She did not say a word as she quietly drank her tea.
The man at the back was tapping his fan on the table, appearing relaxed and comfortable amidst the noise.
Wen Jiu leaned back in his chair, hearing the man ask his comrade with a smile, "They say you're not as pretty as Xie Heng, Ling, why aren't you angry at all?"
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The customers who were listening to the book all took a deep breath and spoke when they heard the old man, "There's a divine person in the city, from the moment this lady appeared in the Bafang City, she has been wholeheartedly working on all kinds of businesses, selling gold, silver, jade, silk and tea leaves. Only you wouldn't think of it, there's nothing she can't do.
This is the first time I have seen someone who is born to eat this bowl of rice. I would buy at a low price but sell at a high price. As long as I pass by something in her hand, the price would multiply and people would even be willing to buy it. It was said that a few of the large merchants who had been keeping watch over the city for a long time had tried to find a way to force the girl away in the night, but they had not yet come to a conclusion.
She set up wine in the restaurant with the best Bafang City and sent posts to all the top ranked stores, consecutively opening up three hundred jars of fine wine! "
Everyone sighed, "Mr. Wang, you even said that. Aren't you afraid that those rich people will cause trouble for you?"
This person's teahouse was talking about the events of the past, and only this Bafang City was talking about the odd things of the current era. Regardless of distance or distance, this Mr. Wang who was telling the story was happy about it, "If they have the ability to do so, then come!"
The old man continued, "Sixteen and seventeen year old girls have forcefully drunk all the old drunkards to the ground. Let go of this saying," There is no money in this world that I can't earn. However, when the time comes, your gold and silver beauties will all be mine. Don't come and cry with me. "
The customers laughed, "This girl is too crazy!"
"There are still those who don't believe that we can go against her. However, after a month, they have already run out of money and become heavily indebted." The storyteller's voice was full of emotion, "The old merchants all said that the reason this girl is here is probably because of the God of Fortune's Bafang City."
Everyone began to discuss:
"I've seen this female God of Fortune once, but she's only sixteen or seventeen years old. She's extremely beautiful."
"I wonder who will be so lucky in the future to marry this beauty and the God of Fortune home."
"In my opinion, it's very difficult. This lady is very beautiful, but also very happy. On the surface, she only has three parts of a smile. She truly has a cold and detached nature."
Outside the teahouse, the "cold" Boss Wen was discussing business matters with a few grain merchants. As he passed by the entrance of the teahouse, he happened to overhear someone talking about her.
A few merchants could not help but laugh and make fun of him, "Only our son is useless. Otherwise, he would definitely go to Boss Wen's hands and shamelessly ask for a marriage."
The short, fat Boss Zhang stood beside her. The man in his fifties laughed like a Maitreya, "Boss Wen is really popular, even the people who listen to books in the teahouse are concerned about them."
Wen Jiu slightly raised her lips, "They aren't thinking about me, they are clearly thinking about my money."
Everyone laughed when they heard this.
If anyone were to look at Wen Jiu now, they would realize that she had a smile on her face, not much at all. Her eyes had a gentle and distant look, but it did not make anyone feel that she was arrogant at all.
There were so many beauties in the world, and people who served by sex had the good years of many years. When they became old and decrepit, they would land on the ground like fallen flowers, crushing it into dust and mud.
There were very few of them. Someone like Wen Jiu, who had an ability that surpassed his looks, would not dare to have any profane thoughts.
Even if there were people who adored her beauty, they could only hide in the dark and didn't dare to disturb her in the slightest.
Everyone chatted for a while, but just as they were about to leave, the tea house's storytelling teacher suddenly changed the topic, talking about the Little Tyrant Xie.
"Ah, the Little Tyrant Xie of Great Yan, full of a somber aura. The leader of the group was killed by the young general just two days after the flag was hung up, and 30,000 soldiers were recruited without any effort at all! "
Wen Jiu unconsciously stopped in her tracks, the smile on her face stiff.
The group of people behind him all stopped as well, feeling somewhat surprised, "What is Boss Wen doing?"
This girl had always been calm and collected in front of others. Even when she was alone, she had never lost her composure when fighting on the stage with others.
Everyone saw that this girl was neither sad nor happy, and she also didn't want to get married. When ordinary people were sleeping, she would rack her brains for ways to earn money. She almost flew up with a gold ingot in her hand.
She had never thought that she would have such a huge reaction when she heard news about someone.
Everyone's eyes were sharp like torches, trying to see something from Wen Jiu's face.
However, she retracted her gaze and faintly smiled as she said, "I'm fine."
Boss Zhang smiled and suggested, "Since there's nothing else to do, how about I invite everyone in for tea and listen to some books? My youngest son is infatuated with that Little Tyrant Xie, so he pestered me to tell him about that person's deeds before he goes to bed every day. "
Everyone smiled and agreed.
Boss Zhang turned his head to ask Wen Jiu, "Boss Wen, are you giving me face as well?"
Wen Jiu's eyes dimmed, but she nodded.
The flags of the teahouse were fluttering in the wind. A group of people entered the teahouse while chatting and laughing.
The guests in the pavilion were all discussing, "I heard that Little Tyrant Xie is only nineteen this year!"
"A young hero has appeared since the ancient times."
"Looks like my Great Yan shouldn't end like this. To think that I would encounter such a rare handsome general here."
The teahouses were filled with people from all different places, and some of them couldn't help but comment on the good Great Yan, so they immediately went out to pick a fight, "Is the Little Tyrant Xie really that powerful? How about compared to the ten thousand people from the Northern Desert killing Xiao Lingtian? "
Northern Desert Xiao Lingtian was also a famous person who became famous in one battle. He was only twenty-four or twenty-five years old now, and after countless battles of various sizes, the name of "Ten Thousand Slaughter" had long ago spread throughout the four seas.
"This is something that will only be known after they fight in the future." The forty-something year old storyteller waved his fan and smiled, "However, there's one thing that Xiao Lingtian will never be able to catch up to Little Tyrant Xie in his entire life."
The younger ones were intrigued and asked in unison, "What do you mean?"
"Those who have seen the Little Tyrant all said …" The storyteller paused for a moment before he continued, "That young man is incredibly handsome. To be able to die under such a man's sword, he must be happier than the rest on the Road to River Styx."
One of the youths laughed as he continued, "Although the Ten Thousand Slaughter Xiao Lingtian is born with godly strength, his looks are also well-known. Even if he were to be reborn, his face would not be half as handsome as the Little Tyrant Xie!"
Boss Zhang and a few other merchants also started to talk about the Little Tyrant Xie, who was young and famous throughout the world.
He talked about how he loved to chop other people down as a ball and kick them around.
Wen Jiu sat in the center of the crowd. If it wasn't for the fact that she used to live under the same roof as that person, she would have almost believed him.
She did not say a word as she quietly drank her tea.
The man at the back was tapping his fan on the table, appearing relaxed and comfortable amidst the noise.
Wen Jiu leaned back in his chair, hearing the man ask his comrade with a smile, "They say you're not as pretty as Xie Heng, Ling, why aren't you angry at all?"
The customers who were listening to the book all took a deep breath and spoke when they heard the old man, "There's a divine person in the city, from the moment this lady appeared in the Bafang City, she has been wholeheartedly working on all kinds of businesses, selling gold, silver, jade, silk and tea leaves. Only you wouldn't think of it, there's nothing she can't do.This is the first time I have seen someone who is born to eat this bowl of rice. I would buy at a low price but sell at a high price. As long as I pass by something in her hand, the price would multiply and people would even be willing to buy it. It was said that a few of the large merchants who had been keeping watch over the city for a long time had tried to find a way to force the girl away in the night, but they had not yet come to a conclusion.She set up wine in the restaurant with the best Bafang City and sent posts to all the top ranked stores, consecutively opening up three hundred jars of fine wine! "Everyone sighed, "Mr. Wang, you even said that. Aren't you afraid that those rich people will cause trouble for you?"This person's teahouse was talking about the events of the past, and only this Bafang City was talking about the odd things of the current era. Regardless of distance or distance, this Mr. Wang who was telling the story was happy about it, "If they have the ability to do so, then come!"The old man continued, "Sixteen and seventeen year old girls have forcefully drunk all the old drunkards to the ground. Let go of this saying," There is no money in this world that I can't earn. However, when the time comes, your gold and silver beauties will all be mine. Don't come and cry with me. "The customers laughed, "This girl is too crazy!""There are still those who don't believe that we can go against her. However, after a month, they have already run out of money and become heavily indebted." The storyteller's voice was full of emotion, "The old merchants all said that the reason this girl is here is probably because of the God of Fortune's Bafang City."Everyone began to discuss:"I've seen this female God of Fortune once, but she's only sixteen or seventeen years old. She's extremely beautiful.""I wonder who will be so lucky in the future to marry this beauty and the God of Fortune home.""In my opinion, it's very difficult. This lady is very beautiful, but also very happy. On the surface, she only has three parts of a smile. She truly has a cold and detached nature."Outside the teahouse, the "cold" Boss Wen was discussing business matters with a few grain merchants. As he passed by the entrance of the teahouse, he happened to overhear someone talking about her.A few merchants could not help but laugh and make fun of him, "Only our son is useless. Otherwise, he would definitely go to Boss Wen's hands and shamelessly ask for a marriage."The short, fat Boss Zhang stood beside her. The man in his fifties laughed like a Maitreya, "Boss Wen is really popular, even the people who listen to books in the teahouse are concerned about them."Wen Jiu slightly raised her lips, "They aren't thinking about me, they are clearly thinking about my money."Everyone laughed when they heard this.If anyone were to look at Wen Jiu now, they would realize that she had a smile on her face, not much at all. Her eyes had a gentle and distant look, but it did not make anyone feel that she was arrogant at all.There were so many beauties in the world, and people who served by sex had the good years of many years. When they became old and decrepit, they would land on the ground like fallen flowers, crushing it into dust and mud.There were very few of them. Someone like Wen Jiu, who had an ability that surpassed his looks, would not dare to have any profane thoughts.Even if there were people who adored her beauty, they could only hide in the dark and didn't dare to disturb her in the slightest.Everyone chatted for a while, but just as they were about to leave, the tea house's storytelling teacher suddenly changed the topic, talking about the Little Tyrant Xie."Ah, the Little Tyrant Xie of Great Yan, full of a somber aura. The leader of the group was killed by the young general just two days after the flag was hung up, and 30,000 soldiers were recruited without any effort at all! "Wen Jiu unconsciously stopped in her tracks, the smile on her face stiff.The group of people behind him all stopped as well, feeling somewhat surprised, "What is Boss Wen doing?"This girl had always been calm and collected in front of others. Even when she was alone, she had never lost her composure when fighting on the stage with others.Everyone saw that this girl was neither sad nor happy, and she also didn't want to get married. When ordinary people were sleeping, she would rack her brains for ways to earn money. She almost flew up with a gold ingot in her hand.She had never thought that she would have such a huge reaction when she heard news about someone.Everyone's eyes were sharp like torches, trying to see something from Wen Jiu's face.However, she retracted her gaze and faintly smiled as she said, "I'm fine."Boss Zhang smiled and suggested, "Since there's nothing else to do, how about I invite everyone in for tea and listen to some books? My youngest son is infatuated with that Little Tyrant Xie, so he pestered me to tell him about that person's deeds before he goes to bed every day. "Everyone smiled and agreed.Boss Zhang turned his head to ask Wen Jiu, "Boss Wen, are you giving me face as well?"Wen Jiu's eyes dimmed, but she nodded.The flags of the teahouse were fluttering in the wind. A group of people entered the teahouse while chatting and laughing.The guests in the pavilion were all discussing, "I heard that Little Tyrant Xie is only nineteen this year!""A young hero has appeared since the ancient times.""Looks like my Great Yan shouldn't end like this. To think that I would encounter such a rare handsome general here."The teahouses were filled with people from all different places, and some of them couldn't help but comment on the good Great Yan, so they immediately went out to pick a fight, "Is the Little Tyrant Xie really that powerful? How about compared to the ten thousand people from the Northern Desert killing Xiao Lingtian? "Northern Desert Xiao Lingtian was also a famous person who became famous in one battle. He was only twenty-four or twenty-five years old now, and after countless battles of various sizes, the name of "Ten Thousand Slaughter" had long ago spread throughout the four seas."This is something that will only be known after they fight in the future." The forty-something year old storyteller waved his fan and smiled, "However, there's one thing that Xiao Lingtian will never be able to catch up to Little Tyrant Xie in his entire life."The younger ones were intrigued and asked in unison, "What do you mean?""Those who have seen the Little Tyrant all said " The storyteller paused for a moment before he continued, "That young man is incredibly handsome. To be able to die under such a man's sword, he must be happier than the rest on the Road to River Styx."One of the youths laughed as he continued, "Although the Ten Thousand Slaughter Xiao Lingtian is born with godly strength, his looks are also well-known. Even if he were to be reborn, his face would not be half as handsome as the Little Tyrant Xie!"Boss Zhang and a few other merchants also started to talk about the Little Tyrant Xie, who was young and famous throughout the world.He talked about how he loved to chop other people down as a ball and kick them around.Wen Jiu sat in the center of the crowd. If it wasn't for the fact that she used to live under the same roof as that person, she would have almost believed him.She did not say a word as she quietly drank her tea.The man at the back was tapping his fan on the table, appearing relaxed and comfortable amidst the noise.Wen Jiu leaned back in his chair, hearing the man ask his comrade with a smile, "They say you're not as pretty as Xie Heng, Ling, why aren't you angry at all?"
