Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 64

Before dark, Feng Ping packed up and went to "Zhishang Spring" accompanied by Zhang Mazi.

It was still early, and it was not yet the time for Chen Yonglin to come.

Chang Wei, shopkeeper of Tangquan, sat on the wicker chair behind the door, his plump body almost filling the whole chair.

Seeing Zhang Mazi approaching, his narrowed eyes slowly opened, and a smile appeared on his fat face.

They are all businessmen, and what they pay attention to is to make money with harmony.

In addition, Zhang Mazi is smart, tactful, able to deal with things, and willing to spend money, and he has become acquainted with Chang Wei in the past few days.

The shopkeeper of "Zhishangquan" even gave one of his confinements to the other party to spend the night together.

"Brother Zhang, it's a little early today."

Chang Wei straightened up slowly, but did not stand up.

"Accompany my young master here today." Zhang Mazi turned sideways, highlighting Feng Ping.

How can Chang Wei open such a big soup spring?
As soon as he said this, he immediately stood up from the rattan chair, walked to Feng Ping in two or three steps, looked at him with a smile on his face, and said: "Brother Niu, I'm afraid it will take some time to go and say goodbye." Didn't come to visit?"

Feng Ping nodded, "It's been seven days."

"Is it still private soup this time? Or Huang Yingying?"

Feng Ping shook his head with a smile, and said: "Let my housekeeper enjoy it, I can just chat with the shopkeeper here for a while."

Chang Wei was taken aback for a moment, but the shrewdness of the businessman made him understand that this young master, who spent almost a hundred taels of silver in a few days, might have to make a move!
He didn't believe that the other party was simply paying for the housekeeper!This person must have a plan!
Even the picture is very big!
"Qiu Tao, send Brother Zhang to Huang Yingying."

Chang Wei waved his fat hand, and immediately a slender woman approached.

"Guest officer, please this way."

Zhang Mazi glanced at Feng Ping, saw Feng Ping nodding, and followed him through the lobby.

He went into the arranged private soup with ease.

When Huang Yingying saw it was him, she consciously wanted to take off her clothes, but this time, she was stopped by Zhang Mazi.

"This time we're here to talk about business!"

Huang Yingying saw the other party's serious face and stopped her movements, she asked a little nervously, "Are you going to talk?"

"Yes! If Chen Dianji comes again these two days, remember to whisper in his ears about my young master's affairs, and everything will be as I taught you!"

Zhang Mazi was also a little nervous. After all, Chen Yonglin was not only a household official, but also a foundation-builder monk, so he couldn't afford to offend him in his capacity.

"Okay... okay... I see."

Huang Yingying rubbed her hands back and forth on her body to calm her nervousness.

She glanced around, just thinking about not making mistakes or saying the wrong thing later.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out in front of her eyes, holding two ingots of silver in her hand, she looked up and saw that Zhang Mazi had been stuffed into her obscene clothes.

"Take it well, the most important thing my young master lacks is money."

With the money in her arms, Huang Yingying's nervousness dissipated a lot, she gave Zhang Mazi a beautiful look, and said coquettishly, "Where are you going to put it!"

"hey-hey."

The arrangements were properly made, and Zhang Mazi didn't dare to stay here for too long. After all, Huang Yingying was the one who wanted to serve Chen Yonglin, so if he took over, there might be big troubles.

In the lobby, Chang Wei invited the servant to set up a rattan table in front of the rattan chair, and Feng Ping sat opposite him.

There is a purple clay cup in front of the two of them, and the cup is steaming.

"I don't know what kind of business Brother Niu's family is doing?"

Chang Wei has worked in Tangquan for many years, and he has seen countless people. He has met a lot of merchants and officials, and it is said that monks also occasionally make friends.

But this young man in front of him who looked like seventeen or eighteen years old actually made people feel incomprehensible, and his gestures and gestures showed a maturity that did not match his age.

"I used to do cloth business in Lai'an County."

"Lai'an County?" Chang Wei was startled. In the past two days, he had heard many rumors about Lai'an County. He heard that there were no living people there!

"Yes, with the supernatural power of shopkeeper Chang, I must have heard about Lai'an County. I also fled here early. Hey, if it wasn't for that little family property..." Feng Ping's expression became sad in vain when he said this. Zisha cup, drink the tea in one gulp.

"My father and the others..."

"Yes, I escaped first, and then spent some money to hire a housekeeper to take care of my affairs in Shuntian Mansion, that is, the one just now."

"So that's how it is, my condolences to Brother Niu."

"Hey."

Feng Ping sighed and stopped talking.

"Brother Niu spent this money, this is..."

"What else? It's just to meet Chen Dianli and make a good impression so that we can do business in the future."

"Yes, yes, these days, there is no one on top, so it is very difficult to start a business!"

Chang Wei knows this best. Over the years, he has earned a lot of money by guarding the "Zhishangquan", but most of it has been used for management.

But who do you give it to?

Of course he won't reveal it.

After the unitary hour, Tang Quan began to teach people.

Chang Wei, the shopkeeper, can no longer sit and chat with Feng Ping, after all, they are all dignitaries from Shuntian Mansion, so he certainly can't do it.

Zhang Mazi returned to Feng Ping early, and the two of them were sitting in the lobby drinking tea and chatting while waiting.

They were already prepared to wait for Chen Yonglin today, however, Feng Ping was lucky, the other party actually came!

With a trademark smile on his face, Chang Wei bent down to lead the house official into the lobby.

Of course, it was still Sun Shiliang from the pawn shop who came with him this time.

When Chen Yonglin was passing by the lobby, he took a quick glance and saw the handsome young man in the daytime.

This person was dressed conspicuously, and there were not many people in the lobby, so it was hard not to notice!

He squinted his eyes, stayed on Feng Ping for a few breaths, then let out a cold, contemptuous snort, and walked straight to the backyard.

If one time was a coincidence, the other two times were of course deliberate!

Clearly, the teenager has ideas!
But whoever wants to see him can see him?Or whoever wants to talk can talk?
Just an ordinary man!

Feng Ping watched Chen Yonglin enter the private soup in the backyard, and when the other party disappeared from his sight, he closed his eyes and waited quietly.

For him, Chen Yonglin appeared a bit early!

Zhao's batch of goods just had an accident last night, so I don't know if the liquidation has been paid to Mr. Zhao?
If not, then there are some things he can't say.

Feng Ping closed his eyes, constantly adjusting his next words in his mind, he had to make sure everything was safe!
Once he made a mistake, or lost his grip, although he could kill Chen Yonglin at any time, he couldn't make any bigger moves in the future!
He also pointed at those fairy gates, which provided him with a steady stream of goods and resources for cultivating immortals!
……

Chen Yonglin strolled all the way into the private soup that had been prepared for him.

Huang Yingying was half undressed, leaning against the pool water, waiting for his arrival.

(End of this chapter)