Chapter 64 Easy

  The Zhou family's courtyard was brightly lit, and Cheng Jiaoniang's courtyard was even more crowded with people.

  Because family members are not allowed to enter the house for diagnosis, Mrs. Teng is unwilling to listen to Mrs. Zhou's arrangement to rest, so everyone is crowded here, and more and more daughters-in-law, servants, and servants of the Teng family come in and out, at first glance, it's hard to tell whether this is the Zhou family or the Teng family.

  "Sister, please take a look." Mrs. Tong took a note from her son's hand and handed it to the maid, "This is flying money, one million yuan not less, genuine copper full amount."

  The maid took it and looked at it seriously.

  Can a maid understand it? The people around are somewhat puzzled.

  "Not bad, the flying money from Fuzhou's Jinpu Temple." The maid servant smiled and shook the letter, then put it away.

  Mrs. Zhou, who was standing beside him, looked a bit frightened and wished she could take it away from him.

  10,000 yen!

  "This, this... how can I accept it?" she said with a trembling voice.

  "Auntie, you can't just take it naturally, and it's not like you're treating an illness." The maid said with a smile.

  When ridiculed by the crowd, Mrs. Zhou, who was already anxious and frightened, felt increasingly suffocated.

  "Has the medicine been bought back?" The maid didn't respond and asked someone outside instead.

  The young masters of the Tong family asked in unison, and soon a small person came in with a medicine package.

  "Here it comes! Here it comes!" he shouted.

  The maid took it and carried it into the house.

  The indoor lamp shines brightly, illuminating his elongated shadow, and soon turns behind the screen and can't be seen clearly.

  "What medicine did she buy?" a son asked in a low voice.

  The lower person's expression was somewhat strange.

  "He bought Bu Gu Zhi and Du Zhong," he said.

  Tong Jialang and others waited for half a day without speaking again.

  "What else?" he asked.

  "Also buying walnuts..." someone below said, with a worried expression.

  Walnut?

  Tong Jialang glared.

  "There's also garlic and wine..." The servant continued.

  "Shouldn't we buy some more meat?" someone couldn't help but interrupt.

  Tong Jialang glared at him.

  "Never mind. Let her buy medicine or groceries." He waved his hand and said, "Anyway, since we've met this woman, nothing has been normal. We'll just wait then, it's good that we don't have to wait too long, isn't she saying that everything will be clear tomorrow?"

  The servant woman of the Zhou family came over with a thick cloak in her arms and saw Zhou Liu Lang standing under the corridor.

  "Master, you'd better go back and rest." A maid said, handing him a large cloak.

  "Mother can't come back, there are outsiders here, and it's inconvenient for sister-in-law and sisters to come over, I'll stay here." Zhou Liulang said, while wrapping another layer of big cloak, "In case something happens, it's also good to protect them."

  He said, looking towards the main house.

  "The sixth young master is filial." The servant women said with a bow and hurriedly went to send warm clothes to the lady.

  The night wind howls, and the dark night is like daylight. Everyone's heart is uneasy.

  As the sky brightened, Chen Shao hastily walked into the backyard.

  Mr. Chen is walking with a cane, accompanied by two young maidservants on a stroll.

  "Father, father." Chen Shao cried out.

  Mr. Chen stopped in his tracks.

  "The east wind has arrived," said Chen Shao.

  Mr. Chen was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing and quickly restrained himself.

  "Who's this, on such a big festival day, really pitiful." He said with a straight face.

  "Inside Tong." Chen Shao said in a low voice.

  "Sooner or later, he'll know that eating golden stones will cost him his life." Old Man Chen shook his head, "Luckily for him, he ran into Mrs. Cheng."

  "Many people have died from eating gold and stone, can they really be saved?" Chen Shao said with a worried expression.

  "Alright." Old Master Chen said without hesitation, patting his son on the back. "Since a superior being has allowed their disciple to enter the world, it's not like they're trying to ruin their reputation."

  "Let's talk about something else," Chen Shao said in a low voice, "Father, there was some new news yesterday."

  "Oh?" Old Master Chen suddenly became very interested, throwing his cane to the maid, "Let's go back and talk."

  Although it was just one day and night, people who were well-informed already knew about it, and there were more people coming and going in front of the Zhou family's gate.

  The gate opened and a horse-drawn carriage drove out, attracting people from all around to come forward and take a look.

  The horse carriage sped away.

  "Is anyone crying?"

  "Boy or girl?"

  A horse-drawn carriage drove through the street, a string of firecrackers was ignited on the street, almost shaking half of the street. As soon as the firecracker sound stopped, it was followed by the sound of gongs and drums.

  "What's going on? Whose wedding is it?"

  Passersby from afar were attracted by the bustle and came over to ask what was happening.

  "It seems like the wine house is open." someone said, pointing over there.

  A surging tide of people on the street, in front of a wine shop, a welcoming canopy over two zhang high, with silk flowers wrapped around it, exceptionally eye-catching.

  "Immortal's Abode." The literate person squints and reads the colorful flags fluttering in the wind.

  "The name of Xianju is really bold."

  Some people who didn't know him also spoke up, expressing their surprise.

  "Isn't it outside the city? Has a branch been opened here?"

  "This is not a branch."

  Dressed in bright clothes, Su Qi stood at the door of the store, personally greeting people outside.

  "We're moving into our new home from today!" He said with a smile, bowing his hands in greeting, "Please take care of us and give us your support, neighbors."

  "Our Immortal Abode's roadside immortal goods are of good quality and low price, suitable for both the old and the young." The shopkeeper also said with a smile.

  "Passerby immortal, I haven't eaten for several days, and just thinking about it, I originally moved here, but it's much more convenient." Someone shouted, and immediately entered the door.

  Under the leadership of this man, several familiar customers came in, attracting onlookers to also swarm in, and with the specially invited idle rascals making a scene, the second floor's Divine Residence quickly became packed.

  "Congratulations, Seventh Master." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

  Dong Qi looked at the crowded room behind him, then at the people constantly walking in on the street, and laughed with satisfaction, hands on his hips.

  At this time, in the immortal residence outside the city, the carriages and horses were sparse, and only four or five people sat in the large hall.

  "What's going on here?" Fan Jianglin frowned and said, "Can't you discuss it for a few more days?"

  A man with a face full of pimples rubbed his nose.

  "Sorry, big brother, new store opening, urgent need for money. You see if you're buying or not. Give me a straight answer. If you don't buy, there are many others waiting to buy." He said, tapping the contract on the table.

  "Of course I'll buy it," said Fan Jianglin, looking at Xu Maosheng.

  Xu Maoshou also nodded.

  "I've signed it," he said.

  "Great!" The pockmarked man stood up his thumb and smiled, while pushing over the contract book.

  Xu Maoshou picked it up and read it line by line, his brow furrowing suddenly.

  "Isn't it 8,000 yuan? How did it become 9,000?" he asked.

  "Brother, the City God Temple is open for business. By the way, let's do some promotion here. In the future, when people say it's an old shop, your business will benefit a lot from this, and the money earned will be worth it." The pockmarked man said with a smile.

  "You're raising the price on me!" Xu Banggui slammed his fist on the table and stood up, glaring.

  The pockmarked man showed no fear at all, but instead smiled.

  "Hey, feeling wronged? Not satisfied? Losing out?" he said, reaching out to take the contract. "Never mind, never mind, let's talk it over. If you don't want to buy, then forget it, no need to spoil the festive atmosphere. It's a big holiday, not worth it."

  Xu Bangzhu's eyes widened in anger. These Beijing rascals are more hateful than those northwest soldiers!

  Xu Maoshou glared at him and Xu Bangzhu sat down beside him with a snort.

  "What's going on? Why don't you guys just give up? I'm busy, the new store just opened and business is booming. I've been dealing with you guys for days, it's really getting annoying. Why don't you go check out someone else's store?" The pockmarked man said, picking at his fingernails.

  Xu Maoshou stretched out his hand.

  "It's all right, I've signed it," he said.

  A contract was signed and sealed with a flourish, the hunchbacked man shook himself, beaming with delight as he bowed.

  "Tomorrow, we'll hand over the deed and receive the payment at the same time," he said.

  Xu Maoshou nodded and walked out first with a slight bow of his hands.

  "What a country bumpkin, just a loud shout and he obediently admitted it." The pockmarked man chuckled and beckoned the two followers to come over, "Spending so much money to buy this broken shop, I reckon he'll be bankrupt soon."

  "Brother, don't mind him, anyway it's all written in black and white, can't blame us." The two followers laughed.

  Xu Maosheng and three others returned to the city on horseback, their faces all somewhat solemn.

  "It's really useless." Fan Jianglin sighed, "I said 8,000 yuan, but it ended up being 9,000 yuan. How can I explain this to my sister?"

  "Let's go borrow some." Xu Maoshu suddenly said.

  "With whom?" Fan Jianglin asked.

  "Towards Qi," Xu Maosheng said.

  "What a petty ghost!" Xu Bangzhu shouted.

  "I begged him, thinking he would come, but he's not that kind of person who wouldn't help in an emergency," Xu Maosheng said.

  "It won't work, if anyone goes it should be me," said Fan Jianglin. "You go see him, you can't avoid being humiliated."

  Just then, Golden Brother jumped out of the house.

  "Master Dalang, you're back!" he shouted, "Sister Banqian has been waiting for you for a long time."

  Everyone was busy entering before, but now that they've heard it, the three of them paused in their footsteps, and surprisingly, they couldn't move their feet.

  "Master Lang." The maid came out from inside, smiling and said, "The mistress asked me to..."

  "Ban Jin, you and your sister said we didn't handle it well." Fan Jianglin took a deep breath and said.

  The maid was taken aback for a moment.

  "Isn't he selling?" she asked.

  "No," Xu Bangzhu hastily said, "that grandson is taking advantage of the situation and raising the price, and our daughter-in-law needs it urgently, we didn't dare to delay, so...we spent a bit more money."

  "It's no wonder Miss wants to hurry, we won't discuss business." Xu Maoshu said.

  The maid smiled.

  "What's the big deal? It's just spending more money, right?" she said. "Besides, you know what they say: the more he wants, the better."

  The more money you want, the better?

  What's the logic in this?

  "The young lady says that losing out is a blessing." The maid smiled and took out the flying money, handing it over. "One million yuan, is that enough?"

  Ten thousand!

  Xu Maoshou and three others stared with wide eyes.

  "But is this money?" Xu Bang looked curiously at the paper.

  "This is the flying money, where can you move 10,000 guan? This is the Fuzhou Imperial Palace, when the time comes, you and the people on that side will take this to handle it, they understand." The maid smiled.

  In the capital city, there are many kinds of flowers. Xu Bangzhu didn't ask anymore, but instead looked at Xu Maosheng who had already received the flying money.

  Ten thousand yuan!

  "Daughter is really rich." He muttered to himself.

  The maid had already sat in the carriage and laughed again upon hearing this.

  "My daughter doesn't have any money, but when she needs it, there's always someone willing to give it to her," she said. "As for the rest, you can just take care of it yourself, no need to think too much about it."

  Xu Maoshou and others nodded, watching as the horse carriage sped away.

  The maid walked into the courtyard, where everyone had been waiting so anxiously that they were almost going crazy.

  "Didn't you say it would be gone by dawn? Why isn't there any movement at all inside?" Madam Tong cried out anxiously.

  "Go take a look." Mrs. Zhou shouted, having been on her feet for a day and night and was almost unable to stand anymore.

  "Wait." The beautiful concubine beside Madame Tong hastily intercepted, "That maid said so, no one is allowed to enter, whoever enters will take Master's life!"

  "Believe her?" Mrs. Zhou said hastily.

  "I believe!" The concubine shouted, with an attitude of whoever dares to come in will fight to the death.

  It's indeed a desperate struggle, a fight for her own life. This time, if the old master lives, she will enjoy wealth and glory forever; if the old master dies, she'll be waiting to be buried with him.

  When the maid came in, a crowd of people rushed around her, asking questions in a noisy and disorderly manner.

  "Don't worry, I'll go and take a look," said the maid, pushing them aside and opening the door.

  Everyone craned their necks to look inside, but all they saw was a screen blocking their view.

  The door was pulled up again.

  The courtyard is quiet, with no sound of birds chirping.

  It seemed like it had been a long time, and then the door was pulled open again.

  Everyone in the room held their breath as they gazed at the maid standing by the door with a faint smile, her expression tense and slightly eerie.

  What does she want to say this time?

  The first time, she wanted to talk about money; the second time, she wanted to buy gold needles; the third time, she wanted to buy medicine; the fourth time, she wanted to go out. This is the fifth time, what nonsensical words will she say again?

  "It was over a long time ago. I delayed going out, you can take the person away quickly." The maid said with a smile, stretching out her hand to pull open both doors.

  The screen had been removed, revealing a man lying on the door panel, just as he was when he was brought in.

  The people outside the door suddenly didn't dare move, all staring blankly.

  "Master." Mrs. Tong was the first to react, pushing away the beautiful maidservant who had been supporting her, and stumbling hastily towards the inner quarters.

  Others also rushed over immediately.

  Mrs. Zhou was pushed around and stumbled, supported by the maid who hid aside, but that beautiful concubine stood still in her original place, looking stupid.

  "Is it alive? Is it alive?"

  "It's got air! It's got air!"

  "The old master is moving! The old master is moving!"

  "Sanlang, Sanlang, it's me, Ahwu, I'm Ahwu, can you see me?"

  "Master, want water, want water, bring water quickly! Oh heaven, master wants water!"

  A loud noise echoed through the courtyard, and with this shout, the beautiful concubine was drained of her strength and fell to the ground with a thud, crying loudly.