Power to the government and the public: Qian engaged in business in ancient times

Chapter 18

Wen Qian chuckled: "Danying? The landlord Dan?"

Danying looked majestic and said: "The little girl is the landlord of the Fengyu Tower. Could it be that Mr. Wen looks down on girls?"

"Of course not, it's just that I don't want to look for the owner of Fengyulou, but..." Wen Qian stopped talking on purpose, got up and came to Li Mo, and raised his chin: "I'm looking for the owner of Fengyulou—Li Mo." Dust Peak."

Li Mo said: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Mr. Wen has learned to joke."

"Okay. Li Chenfeng, if you pretend to be here, I won't accompany you!" Wen Qian glanced at Li Mo arrogantly, then turned and left.

Danying looked at Wen Qian who was leaving as soon as he said he was going, picked up the hairpin on his head and was about to shoot him in the back, but was stopped by Li Mo with quick eyes and hands.

"Forget it, let him go!"

Dan Ying said: "Master, he..."

Li Mo shook his head: "He won't leave Anyang Tower."

Wen Qian didn't expect that the host, Dan Ying, would let her go so easily.

In fact, whether Li Mo is the owner of Fengyulou is just an excuse. She vetoed joining Fengyulou from the beginning, and she didn't look down on Dan Ying, the owner of Fengyulou, who is a woman.

She is still very weak now, and cannot attract the suspicion of the forces behind Anyang Tower. As a killer, she must show the loyalty she should have.

Anyang Building belongs to the killer force. Killers pay attention to obeying orders and killing people with their lives. A one-shot deal can only succeed and not fail.

The Wind and Rain Tower belongs to the Assassin Alliance. Assassins pay attention to the assassination target. If they fail, they can retreat for a short time. But as long as the assassination target is not abandoned by the employer, the person who takes the task must continue to assassinate.

This point is similar to the secret service organization in the previous life.

After she has figured out the power of the Anyang Tower, it will not be too late to learn more about the Wind and Rain Tower.

Wen Qian, who was walking while thinking, arrived in the front yard in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that most of the scholars in the hall are drinking and having fun with little money, the girls who accompany them are also ordinary divas.

Almost all the people with real status went to the boxes on the second and third floors.

Wen Qian was not interested in staying in the Fengyu Building, so she walked away.

"Ah~ha~"

Wen Qian opened her mouth wide, and she had yawned at least ten times along the way.

As soon as she got home, Wen Qian washed her face indiscriminately, then went into the bedroom, thinking about what to do tomorrow, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

When Wen Qian woke up, he felt refreshed all over.

She got up to wash up, put the 500 taels of cash in the pillow, and went out.

Walking in the bustling market, I found a shop selling steamed buns, and ordered four steamed buns with white flour, a bowl of steamed pickles, and a bowl of broth with no oil or water. Wen Qian, who was extremely hungry, ate deliciously.

Thinking of the delicacies in her previous life, at least every meal has the asset Wen Qian of seafood, she just feels that she is living a really pitiful life now, and she can't squander if she has money. After all, the money she earns as a killer can't be seen. The money is not earned by oneself, and it is not well spent.

Thinking of the next plan, Wen Qian couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

She read a whole day of books yesterday, and she only picked the books written by Qin Zhao. Although the commerce and agriculture here have undergone many changes due to Qin Zhao's interference, and the development trend is relatively advanced, but the time he has existed Too short, and there are many omissions after all, and these are the fields she wants to hold in her hands.

"Shopkeeper, pay the bill!" Wen Qian shouted.

After a while, a middle-aged man came over and glanced at the table: "Guest officer, a total of thirty coins."

Wen Qian was taken aback, so cheap?

Then she touched her body, only to realize that she only took the bank note and forgot to take the broken silver.

"Give!"

Wen Qian calmly took out a hundred taels of silver bill and handed it to the middle-aged man. Since she doesn't have one, she can leave the problem to others.

The middle-aged man took the bank note, looked at it carefully, and said with a puzzled expression: "Guest officer, this..."

Wen Qian spread her hands and said casually, "Can't find it? Then I have nothing to do, I only have a bank note."

"Oh, isn't this Wen Xiucai! This is a lot of money from writing a storybook, and even used up the bank notes." Suddenly a blue-clothed scholar jumped out and looked at Wen Qian with mischievous eyebrows.

Wen Qian raised her eyebrows, is this a classmate?

After looking at Wen Qian, the blue-clothed scholar turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, took out thirty copper coins from his purse and handed it out: "Shopkeeper, this is my classmate, this is breakfast money."

"Okay." The middle-aged man was overjoyed, took the thirty copper coins, put the one hundred taels silver note on the table, turned and left.

Then the scholar in blue sat across from Wen Qian, rubbed his sleeves cautiously, and said humbly, "Wen Xiucai, brother Wen, it's been a long time!"

Wen Qian had no information about this person, so she nodded deeply and indifferently, wondering what he wanted to do?
The blue-clothed scholar greedily glanced at the banknotes on the table, and said with a smile, "Are you making a fortune writing scripts?"

Wen Qian frowned: "What? You want me to teach you how to write a script to make money?"

"Of course not. Who doesn't know that brother Wen is a great talent. I, Chen Pi, have only studied for a few years and know Braille. How can I write a storybook!"

It turned out that this person was called Chen Pi, which is a unique name.

"Oh, then you want to...?" Wen Qian was puzzled, wondering what kind of medicine he wanted to buy in the gourd?

"I'm not talented, but now I'm working as an accountant in a gambling house in Mong Kok." Chen Pi looked at Wen Qian triumphantly, his face full of arrogance.

"Hehe." Wen Qian looked at him with a smile on his face: "I never thought, brother Chen is so capable, it's really amazing."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Chen Pi pretended to be modest, and hurriedly tilted his head forward, and said in a low voice: "When I saw Brother Wen today, I found that you have very good luck recently. You are a person who can earn tens of thousands of taels of silver. Do you want to follow me?" Go try your luck?"

"No!" Wen Qian looked up at Chen Pi, got up and left.

It turned out that this guy had taken a fancy to his banknotes and wanted to lure him into the gambling house.

It's exactly what I want, but...don't be too enthusiastic.

"Hey, Brother Wen. Wait, you see that you don't trust me too much. Anyway, we have been classmates for three years, so how can we lie to you. "

Seeing Wen Qian leave, Chen Pi hurriedly followed, and said as he walked, "Just now I saw that you didn't bring change for dinner, so I paid without saying a word, because I know how brother Wen is. You..."

Wen Qian suppressed the coldness in her body, stopped in her tracks, and asked, "What about me?"

Hearing this, Chen Pi suddenly felt that something was going on, and immediately put it on Wen Qian's shoulder affectionately, "I really told you to try it because I felt that you are rich, Brother Wen. I wouldn't call him for ordinary people!"

Chen Pi knows that he earns money by writing scripts, and he is one of the few people in the private school who can afford three meals a day.

In the past, this person would treat him with cold eyes when he saw him, but today he has a rare chance to get close. If he can put the money in his pocket into the casino, it will be an extra income!

Wen Qian looked at Chen Pi with a look of disbelief, and said with contempt: "Only you can tell if I have a fortune? Then tell me, how much wealth do I have at the moment?"

Hearing this, Chen Pi smiled and stretched out five fingers: "Brother Wen must not be less than this number?"

Wen Qian was startled, and exaggerated: "Brother Chen has good eyesight, I really have 500 taels on me."

As he spoke, he took out the five bank notes in his bosom and showed them to Chen Pi.

Chen Pi looked at the banknote in front of him and his smile deepened, this silly fish was hooked!

"Look, I knew Brother Wen was rich and rich, so I have to go to Mong Kok to play two rounds with me, at worst, I'll invite you to play three rounds first? If you lose, it's mine, if you win, it's Brother Wen's!"

Wen Qian put the silver ticket in her arms, and said embarrassedly: "Brother Chen invited me to play? This is not right!"

"There's nothing wrong, Brother Wen, don't be polite to me." Chen Pi dragged Wen Qian away, with a scary smile on his face.

Wen Qian lowered her eyes and smiled, she wanted to test the waters in this ancient gambling house, but unexpectedly, a tangerine peel came.

It's really good luck that someone recommends you to make a pillow when you are really dozing off!

(End of this chapter)