I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 44: Brother Yao's Distress

three days later.

Another uneventful morning.

Five young men in black student uniforms and black student hats came to the Yizhuang on foot, stood in front of the wide open wooden door, looked into the courtyard, and saw many men in yellow Taoist robes sitting in the courtyard Inside, some people are folding ingots, some are cutting paper money, each doing their own work, no one whispers, no one looks around, and there is a strange peace.

The five looked at each other and nodded tacitly.

Looks like I found the right place...

"Are you also here to buy Mingzhi? How much do you want? Is there too much?" Wen Cai, who was wearing a dirty cloth apron and came to the yard to hold Mingzhi, saw the figure in front of the door and opened his mouth to ask.

There is too much gap in the ghost paper in the Underworld. Even if the Heaven and Earth Banks have been opened one after another in all parts of the world, the supply of ghost paper sent to the underworld is still in short supply.

A grain of ashes in the world, falling on the individual is a mountain.

Yizhuang Tiandi Bank is one of the thousands of individuals in the world.This leads to the fact that even if there are more than a dozen pairs of working hands in Zhuangzi, the work is still not finished from morning till night.

Therefore, the business model of "reservation" was flexibly applied by Qin Yao. At present, Yizhuang's orders have been suppressed a lot. Customers who come here to buy Mingzhi can only bring back a small amount at most. If they want to buy in large quantities , still have to line up.

"We are not here to buy ghost paper, we are members of the Progressive Society." A young man straightened his hat and said seriously.

"What club?" Wencai didn't hear clearly, and asked naively.

"Progressive society, forward progress, step forward step, community society." The young man said word by word.

There was an upright and awe-inspiring demeanor all over his body.

"Oh..." Wen Cai nodded half-understanding, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"When we were investigating in Renjia Town, we learned from many people that outside Renjia Town and inside Yizhuang, there is a Maoshan Taoist priest named Jiushu who is very good at subduing demons and catching ghosts, so we asked the direction and rushed over. " The young man said, pointing to the ingots in the courtyard: "Now it seems that Yizhuang Ninth Uncle's great name should serve to sell these things?"

Wen Cai's expression changed, and he took a deep breath.

This group of people, the visitors are not good!

"Young man, Brother Lin is not something you can question." A Maoshan Taoist priest stood up with a thud and said sharply.

"Those who are really capable are never afraid of being questioned." The young man said not to be outdone, "Only those charlatans who play tricks and deceive themselves are afraid of being questioned and exposed."

"What's the noise outside?" In the lobby, Uncle Jiu, who was calculating the bank accounts, raised his head and asked.

"Brother, I'll go and have a look." Mao Shanming volunteered to get up, threw the paper on the table, and ran out.

When he was young, he ran back again and said with a strange expression: "Brother, I have asked clearly. Five members of the Progressive Society came to the door. They planned to call on you, but they saw the brothers working in the yard and said A few excessive words."

"What is the Progress Society?" Uncle Jiu frowned.

"The one coming from Fucheng is said to be an official organization established to use humanitarianism to eliminate the tyranny of the monarchy, and to use scientific knowledge to eliminate the superstition of theocracy." Mao Shanming said.

Uncle Jiu thought about it.

It seems that these uninvited guests came for him and regarded him as the source of superstition.

"Where's Qin Yao?"

"They said they were going to build a factory, so they went to the town to recruit people." Mao Shanming said.

"Go and tell the members of the Progressive Society outside to wait for Qin Yao to come back." Uncle Jiu said lightly, "Qin Yao is the best at handling this kind of thing."

Thinking of Qin Yao's nephew, who had held down a group of brothers and sisters three days ago, Mao Shanming nodded in agreement: "Senior brother is wise..."

"Go ahead, I still have a lot of work to do." Uncle Jiu said with a wave of his hand.

Mao Shanming hurried all the way to the gate of Yizhuang, and said to five young people: "The person responsible for the Yizhuang went out this morning. If you have something important, you can wait in the yard first."

The leading young man frowned: "When will he come back? If we don't come back until evening, we can't stand in the yard waiting for him all day, can we?"

Mao Shanming didn't like the tone of the other party very much. Although there was no arrogance on the young man's face, and his speech was not unpleasant, he had an inexplicably domineering aura.

"If I knew when he would come back, it wouldn't be him who was in charge of me, but I was in charge of him... You can wait as long as you like, and if you don't, you can leave at any time."

"How do you talk?" Behind the leading youth, a member of the Progressive Society asked angrily.

Mao Shanming rolled his eyes, turned around and left very simply.

At this time, he agreed with Uncle Jiu's decision even more, and Qin Yao should deal with this kind of stupid boy.

Anyway, Qin Yao ruled all kinds of dissatisfaction...

Thinking of this, he actually waited silently.

"Brother Heng, let's go to the local mayor, let the mayor arrange a security team, first control these fake Taoist priests, and then collect evidence." Seeing Mao Shanming ignoring himself so much, the choking member of the Progressive Society became even more angry. Angry, he glanced up at the Taoist priests who were staring at the courtyard, and said softly.

Kou Heng shook his head, and said in a low voice: "This Uncle Jiu has a lot of prestige in Renjia Town, and he can be called a poison. We can't act rashly, lest we pierce the poison sac, let the poison flow out, and harm innocent people."

With ideal justice in mind, the five youths just stood at the gate of Yizhuang for more than an hour, their mouths were dry and their legs were weak.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?" Near noon, Qin Yao brought a large group of people to the gate of Yizhuang, looking at the five young people in surprise.

The five of them were taken aback by his ferocious appearance and domineering way of appearing on the stage. Except for the leader, Kou Heng, who was a little better, the other four all looked tense and looked solemn.

"We are members of the Progress Society, so you are the so-called troublemaker in the mouth of the Yizhuang Taoist?"

"What's the matter?" Qin Yao's eyes flashed blankly, and he understood immediately, and said with a smile, "Forget it, what's your business with me?"

"We want to see Uncle Jiu." Kou Heng said in a deep voice.

"Junior Brother, they are here to make trouble." At this moment, Wen Cai ran out of the yard in a hurry and said loudly, "They also said that Master is a liar!"

Qin Yao narrowed his pupils, shrugged his shoulders, and smiled: "I see, Senior Brother Wencai, you take the masters behind me to the construction site first, and tell them how the factory should be built, and I will come later."

Wen Cai shook his head and said, "Junior brother, can I go later?"

He also wanted to see how Qin Yao would deal with these guys.

don't want to go.

(End of this chapter)