My wife is the reborn boss

Chapter 352: The Poor Way Wants To Be Bad!
In the evening, Zi Yang, who had roughly finished dealing with the suzerain's affairs, was drinking with Xuan Kong and Wu Qiong in the small courtyard.

Ziyang took a sip of the "Drunken Millennium" in the cup, and frowned: "Brother Qu, your wine is too strong."

Wu Qiong curled his lips: "It's a waste to drink this wine for you!"

He picked up the small cup and touched Xuan Kong, and the two drank it down in one gulp.

Putting down the wine glass, Xuankong sighed: "That's right, this is fine wine. As for your 'Huangliang Yimeng'. It's for the girl's house."

Ziyang smiled lightly: "Pindao just thinks that the wine should be smoother, even though it's not very tasty."

Then, as if he remembered something, he took a sip from the tobacco rod that was set aside.

"cough cough"

Wu Qiong was helpless: "Why are you smoking cigarette bags like others?"

And this Taoist priest who didn't drink alcohol actually started to drink too.

He suddenly remembered what happened to the Taiqing sect 20 years later, maybe. Is it true that Ziyang said it was to prevent himself from forgetting those people?
After he regained his breath, Ziyang smiled and didn't answer, but said: "Brother Qu, I need something to ask for help."

Wu Qiong drank a glass of wine and said, "I knew something was wrong with you. Tell me."

You talk about it first, and then talk about it if you can help.

Ziyang pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, and said in a warm voice, "Brother Qu, I think so poorly."

"Sorry, I refuse." Wu Qiong refused resolutely, "Men like women, and I'm not interested in the matter of Long Yang's broken sleeve."

He pointed to Xuan Kong who was watching the theater next to him: "You two are childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts. One of you has become a Taoist priest, and the other has become a monk. With so many identities superimposed, wouldn't it be better for you to go to him?"

Xuan Kong: "."

Ziyang: "."

He smiled wryly and shook his head: "Brother Qu's thinking is wrong, Pindao just wants to ask. How can I learn to be bad?"

"." Wu Qiong was speechless, "Why are you asking me about this! Ah?! Do I look like a bad guy?!"

"Pindao doesn't mean that." Ziyang explained with a wry smile, "Pindao has devoted himself to cultivating all these years. Although Gouzi has a lot of thoughts, he also lives under the protection of the master, so the two of us are not as experienced as Brother Qu. , so I want to ask brother Qu to teach me."

Wu Qiong rubbed his chin: "That's true."

Although Ziyang will be a veteran of the "five poisons" in the future, but now he is indeed a second white lotus.

But Xuankong.
He wondered: "Dog, you also want to know this?"

Xuankong old bald donkey has a lot of eyes now, but he is still far from being black-hearted.

"Amitabha, I'm not interested in these things." Xuankong's eyes flashed the darkness, "I just... have other things I want to ask Brother Qu for help."

Wu Qiong took a sip of wine and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter?"

"Let's talk about it after the matter of the pillar is settled." Xuankong smiled and clinked glasses with him, and then drank it down.

"Okay." Wu Qiong put this aside for the time being, and asked Ziyang: "Zhuzi, what do you want to know? Be specific."

"Hmm..." Ziyang thought for a while, and said seriously: "No one in the Zongmen is targeting my Taiqing sect for food and clothing, and even the people who supplied the Zongmen in Taiqing City and nearby lowered their prices.

But I don’t think it’s easy for them to live. If the price is lowered,” Ziyang sighed, “However, the original industrial income of the Zongmen in Dingzhou, due to the decline in the strength of the Zongmen, has been suppressed by many first- and second-rate All sects are divided.Pindao is also really unable to maintain the original price of material purchases. "

Originally, when the Taiqing faction purchased materials, they bought them at a price that exceeded the market price, with the purpose of making the lives of the nearby people better.

He really can't bear to ask Ziyang to reduce the funds for purchasing materials now.

Fortunately, most of these people are not the kind of garbage who pick up the bowl to eat and put down the bowl to scold their mothers. They even discussed and lowered the price spontaneously.

But this is not a long-term solution. Most of the buildings in the Taiqing School have not been repaired for several years.

"Then let me ask you a question." Wu Qiong thought for a while: "Are you still insisting on not reducing the acquisition cost for food and clothing?"

"That's right." Ziyang said firmly, "This is the last stubbornness of Pindao."

Everyone must have a bottom line. Although he is willing to throw himself into darkness for the sect's brothers and nephews, he is determined not to let the common people suffer because of him.

This is his bottom line.

"It's actually easy to handle." Wu Qiong raised his eyebrows, "Since we can't reduce expenditure, we have to increase revenue."

Ziyang leaned forward slightly: "Brother Qu, please enlighten me!"

"Wouldn't it be better to take back the property that was given up before?" Wu Qiong's mouth curled slightly, his eyes were cold, "Those sects took advantage of the fire to rob, if it was for other reasons, it's fine. And after Da Zhou went north to fight against the barbarians, you can bear this kind of thing?!"

"So what if you can't bear it." Ziyang sighed bitterly, "The high-end combat power in the sect is not in the frontier, so we can only bear it until the disciples of the generation of Pindao get up."

"You're right or wrong." Wu Qiong filled his glass with fine wine, "If it was in the past, your decision was right. But it's different now, because I'm here."

Ziyang's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to toast: "Brother Qu, you mean."

"Zhuzi, you are too pure to take advantage of the faction, so just come to the door and ask for it back." Wu Qiong clinked his glass with him, "I will go with you, as long as they hand it over honestly, it's fine. If they don't, hehe. "

"I want them to walk around if they can't eat!"

Ziyang drank it all down, put down his wine glass, got up and made a big salute: "I won't talk too much! From today on, Brother Qu, no, Brother Qu! You are my dear brother!"

"Didn't you call me old?" Wu Qiong pulled him to sit down and filled him with wine, "You just call me nameless."

Anyway, it's not my real name, and I can take the opportunity to be promoted for a lifetime, so happy.

More than an hour has passed between pushing the cup and placing it in the cup.

Wu Qiong patted Xuankong, who had been silent since just now, and his thoughts were flying to nowhere: "God, what are you thinking?"

"Didn't you have something to say just now, let's talk about it."

Xuan Kong smiled slightly, and clinked a glass with him: "Wu Ming, I have a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not."

"I said it's not appropriate to ask, so why don't you ask?" Wu Qiong gently turned the wine glass, "Ask."

"Okay." Xuankong took a breath and asked, "Wuming, what level is your cultivation in the 'Cave Void Realm'?"

Wu Qiong thought for a while and said, "Well, it probably belongs to the lower middle level."

Rubbing his chin, he said modestly: "If I'm facing a 'Void Realm', I'm sure to kill him within three moves; if there are two 'Void Realm', I can easily win; if there are three, I may need trouble A few; four are probably evenly matched; if there are more than five, I will run away."

Xuan Kong: "."

Ziyang: "."

How is this below average?This is the No.1 under "The Other Side"!

"Then here comes the question." Wu Qiong drank another glass of wine, "Why do you ask this, dog?"

It's unbelievable, but Wuming shouldn't be joking about this kind of thing.

Xuankong took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Wuming, I want you to help me get rid of all the previous elders of Shaolin Temple!"

Wu Qiong: "!!!"

He glanced at Ziyang, who was equally astonished. Is this what you mean by "just thinking too much"?
It's so dark at home, okay?

(End of this chapter)