Longevity starts from Yitian

Chapter 222

Ji Qinglin was very lenient, after all, Fan Xian could deal with the family-raised warriors Guo Baokun brought with him, and it was expected that Fan Xian would always protect Fan Sizhe in the face of his father, Fan Jian.

Guo Baokun shouted: "Give it to me, that Fan Sizhe will be abolished!"

The warriors behind him rushed up immediately, and were about to beat Fan Sizhe, but the two warriors had already rounded their fists and greeted Fan Sizhe's face.

At this moment, Fan Xian stepped in front of Fan Sizhe and shouted: "Domineering Qi!" He punched out, sending all the warriors flying upside down, spitting blood.

Guo Baokun's heart immediately set off a turbulent storm. They never imagined that Fan Xian had such advanced martial arts. Looking at the power of this punch and this skill, he might have the strength of the third rank!
For a moment, neither he nor the warriors behind him dared to go up again, being overwhelmed by Fan Xian's display of strength.

Ji Qinglin said indifferently: "Don't you dare to fight? If you dare not to fight, you should honestly pay the money, Mr. Guo. Look, there are many tables, stools, dishes in my 'Starting' teahouse... They were all broken by you, so stupid, lose money!"

Although Guo Baokun fell into a disadvantage here, he still did not hesitate, and said: "I am the editor of the palace, and I am a member of His Highness the Prince of the East Palace. My father is the Minister of Rites of the court. Does Master Ji really want me to pay money?"

Ji Qinglin still said calmly: "Don't talk nonsense, lose money."

Guo Baokun nodded angrily with a smile, pointed at Ji Qinglin and said, "Okay, okay, Mr. Ji is really tough, I'll pay you the money right now, and see how long you can keep it in your hand, don't just accept it arrogantly today, later. Two days later, he pleaded guilty and went to my house and knelt down begging me to take it back!"

Ji Qinglin just thought he was farting, ignored him, asked the clerk of the "Starting Point" teahouse to bring an abacus, handed it to Fan Sizhe beside him, and said, "Fan Sizhe, you do the calculation, the tables and stools that Mr. Guo broke today , dishes...how much are they worth?"

Fan Sizhe is also a fearless master, he loves money like his life, seeing Guo Baokun willing to lose money, he thought to himself that he should kill him quickly, so he took the abacus from the clerk's hand, turned it around, and said plausibly: " Mr. Guo broke up three tables today, you should pay... 350 four taels of silver, and you should pay... 180 six taels of silver for breaking six stools, plus the number of broken dishes, you should pay 35 Seven 32, four eight 270... 810 taels of silver, the total is 800 taels of silver, I will give you a fraction to round up, and it will be enough to accompany [-] taels of silver!"

After hearing this, Guo Baokun was furious and shouted: "800 taels of silver, you... are you killing people? It's a black shop!"

Fan Sizhe said with a smile: "This is not slaughtering people. It is well-founded. The tables and stools used in our 'Starting Point' teahouse are all made of high-quality golden nanmu, and the carpenters are the best skilled craftsmen in Kyoto. As for the dishes The materials used are all high-quality blue and white porcelain, and today our "Starting Point" teahouse was broken by Mr. Guo so many tables, stools, dishes... I don't know how long it will take to rebuild it, it will affect the business very much, I am afraid that the daily flow of water , at least it will be less. According to the rough estimate of the daily profit of our "starting point" teahouse, Mr. Guo, you actually have to pay another 500 taels of silver, but you are afraid that Mr. Guo will be ashamed, so you will not accept it. Can."

Guo Baokun laughed back angrily, pointed at Fan Sizhe, Ji Qinglin and the others, and said, "Okay, okay, isn't it just some stinky money? I don't care, my lord. If you have the guts to accept it, you will regret it in a few days. Take it!" As soon as he finished speaking, he took off the money bag from his waist and threw it to Fan Sizhe.

Fan Sizhe caught it with a rich expression on his face, opened it up and counted it, and there were about 50 taels of silver, and twenty pieces of 100 taels of silver notes, and said with a smile: "Mr. Guo gave too much!"

Guo Baokun actually felt a little bit pained. Although his family has a big business, more than 2000 taels of silver is not a small sum, and his father Guo Youzhi has always been somewhat disappointed with him. I'm afraid I'm going to call him a prodigal... But how can he still ask for the extra money back?And that guy Fan Sizhe just said that he paid too much money, but he didn't actually take any action. The expression on his face clearly showed that he didn't want to return the extra money to him...

Guo Baokun was naturally embarrassed to take the initiative to ask for money, so he pretended to be free and easy, and said: "It's all paid to you. If you have the ability, you can keep it for me. After two days, you will spit it out obediently by yourself." Then want to swagger away.

However, just when he turned around and was about to leave the "Starting Point" teahouse, the entire "Starting Point" teahouse suddenly started to tremble, as if something huge was approaching...

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..."

A burst of extremely heavy footsteps gradually came, and then, a huge and burly figure, like a general in the sky, slowly walked up the stairs and walked towards the second floor. Deep footprints were left on the ground, but stepping on the wooden steps did not cause the slightest damage. It can be seen that this burly giant is not the kind of "Hercules" who blindly only have brute force, but a person with a natural strength. A master with excellent innate conditions such as divine power and burly physique!

Having worked hard in the arena for many years, with rich experience and extensive knowledge, Teng Zijing recognized this huge and burly master at a glance, and said in surprise: "The eighth-rank master of the Northern Qi Dynasty—Cheng Jushu!"

As soon as the words fell, the "Northern Qi eighth-rank master—Cheng Jushu" he was talking about had rushed over, his eyes fixed on Fan Sizhe, and he punched out a fist wrapped in terrifying power, causing a wave of anger!
When Ji Qinglin heard that it was Cheng Jushu, a master of the eighth grade, the first reaction in his mind was not to let this guy destroy his "starting point" teahouse, and immediately made a move, dodging in front of Fan Sizhe, and performing "Tai Chi", using four or two strokes of a thousand catties With a clever move, the strength of Cheng Jushu's punch was fully resolved, and immediately opened the window wide, and threw Cheng Jushu out of the window where there were no pedestrians on the street, so as not to hurt innocent people.

"Bang!" Cheng Jushu fell heavily to the ground, creating a huge deep hole in the street, causing pedestrians to flee in all directions.

Fan Xian and Teng Zijing immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, jumped out of the window, and attacked Cheng Jushu, the killer who was about to kill Fan Sizhe just now.

However, the strength of the two of them was inferior to that of Cheng Jushu, after all, Cheng Jushu swung his arm, and they were so shocked that they flew upside down, sprayed blood, and smashed on various stalls on both sides of the street. The tables and chairs were affected and smashed A mess.

(End of this chapter)