The strongest shopkeeper

Chapter 2
Jiang Kun originally planned to sell this hotel, but now that he has discovered the extraordinary features of this hotel, he will not sell it no matter what.

This hotel is a cornucopia that can bring him huge wealth. Today he confiscated the swords of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng. Those two swords are worth a lot of money at first glance.

Now Jiang Kun is a real poor man, with a few thousand dollars left in his bank card.He was thinking about how to sell the two swords for some money and repair the lobby of the hotel.

Although he has the strength against the heavens, he doesn't want to rely on this power to make money. He is a master who has studied abroad, a cultural person, and if he is known to earn money by working as a coolie, he will be laughed at.

He took out his mobile phone, registered an account in the domestic second-hand goods trading market, and then uploaded the photos of the two swords, each priced at [-], to see if anyone would buy it.

If Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng knew Jiang Kun's intention to use their swords, they would definitely fight him desperately.Saber is like a wife to a swordsman, and now his wife is going to be sold, it's no wonder they are not crazy.

Jiang Kun can't control that much, now these two swords belong to him, and he can deal with them as he wants.

……

the next morning.

Jiang Kun got up early to wash up, but to his surprise, Ximen and Ye Gucheng got up earlier than him.

One of them was holding a broom, the other was holding a feather duster, with solemn faces, practicing swordsmanship in the messy hotel lobby, and every move carried the unique charm of a master.

Even without the sword in their hands, the two can still demonstrate powerful sword moves with brooms and feather dusters, and their kendo level has reached the peak.

"You two clean the lobby. I'll contact the furniture wholesaler and bring back some new tables, chairs and benches." Jiang Kun said to the two of them. He didn't clean it well in the morning, so he was lazy here.

"A day's plan lies in the morning. It's a good time. Wouldn't it be a waste if you don't use it to practice swords?" Ye Gucheng said.

"If you don't want to do it, get out." Jiang Kun didn't have the time to talk nonsense with them, so he left the door without saying a word.

"..."

Ye Gucheng and the two had nothing to say, who made Jiang Kun the boss and the two of them wage earners?He obediently took the cleaning tools in his hand and cleaned the hotel lobby.

After half an hour.

Jiang Kun arrived at the furniture wholesale market, walked into a store, and carefully selected.Try to choose cheap and practical tables, chairs and benches, because he only has a few thousand dollars, and he can't afford too high-end furniture.

"Boss, take a look at this batch of goods. This is the best yellow rosewood furniture with clear texture and exquisite workmanship." The merchant smiled all over his face and strongly recommended high-end goods to Jiang Kun.But Jiang Kun didn't buy into him, he just wanted cheap ones.

"Order 81 sets of that kind of table and bench for me, and send them to No. [-] Qingtai Road after they are finished." Jiang Kun said to the merchant.

"That's the cheapest."

"I want the cheapest one, how much is it?"

"About 3000 or so."

Jiang Kun was thinking about how to spend his little money. After buying tables, chairs and benches, he had to find a decoration worker to install the lights in the lobby and the big hole in the roof that was struck by lightning.

After buying the tables, chairs and benches, he called the decoration company and asked them to send some people over to help repair the hotel.

The people in the decoration company were very efficient, and they sent two workers over in a short while.

Jiang Kun first asked them to install a chandelier in the lobby of the hotel, and then took them to the fifth floor to fill in the hole in the roof.

The three came to the roof of the hotel.

This hole is not too big, only the size of a bowl, and the surrounding area is scorched black.The lightning penetrated through the cement layer more than ten centimeters thick, and reached the room on the fifth floor, killing the previous owner.

"This lightning is powerful enough." Jiang Kun thought to himself, it is impossible for ordinary lightning to penetrate the cement layer more than ten centimeters thick, and the lightning rod next to it is like nothing.

"Boss, you need about 5000 yuan to repair this hole." A worker said.

"Row."

Jiang Kun thought for a while and said, "By the way, help me get a new lightning rod. This lightning rod seems to be broken."

"Replacing the lightning rod will probably cost 5000 yuan, a total of 1 yuan." The worker replied.

"Ha ha."

Jiang Kun couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, complaining in his heart, this is too damn expensive.

Two days later.

The custom-made tables, chairs and benches arrived, and after Jiang Kun paid the furniture dealer the rest of the money, he didn't have any money left, and he was so poor that he was almost like pants.

The December cold wind howled outside the hotel, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the light was dim, no pedestrians could be seen on the streets of Qingtai Road, and businesses were closed.

Jiang Kun, Ximen, and Ye Gucheng sat in the lobby in silence, staring at a cold steamed bun on the table with serious expressions.

"I suggest an equal share." Ximen spoke first, and as soon as he finished speaking, his stomach grumbled in protest.

"Well, that's a good idea." Ye Gucheng agreed with him.

"I disagree."

Jiang Kun said, "If it weren't for the two of you getting nervous and breaking the lobby, I wouldn't have spent money on tables, chairs and benches, and I wouldn't have fallen into the situation where I can't afford food. The main responsibility lies with you, I think I should divide it into three points Two, and the remaining one-third, you two will share equally."

"Boss, you can't just hang on to that matter." Ye Gucheng protested.

"I didn't eat yesterday afternoon, and I didn't eat this morning. If I don't eat any more, I'll starve to death." Ximen said sadly. Being with such a poor boss is really a great tragedy in life.

Jiang Kun couldn't help it, no one came to stay in the store for two days, and he had no income.

Then he said to the two people in front of him: "You guys are very good at swordsmanship, why don't you go to perform as a performer, you should be able to make some money this way."

"My sword is for killing, not for acting." Ye Gucheng said coldly.

"Kendo is an art, how can it be used to make money?" Ximen disagreed, with an arrogant look on his face.

"Then we can only drink northwest wind."

"It's more practical for us to discuss how to divide the steamed buns first."

"Equally divided."

"No, I'm two-thirds."

……

Just when they were arguing, a group of people pushed open the door of myriad worlds and walked towards the lobby of Hotel No. 81...

(End of this chapter)