Early next morning.

In the west area of ​​the lower level of Shujie, inside Li Jisheng Jianpu.

Ten days ago.

Due to the actions of Su Xing and the others to burn down the bank, Old Man Li and his family finally managed to go ashore and got rid of the huge debt caused by buying ginseng fruit.

Although Old Man Li no longer has to work hard.

However, the habit he has developed over the years still makes him wake up early every day before dawn to run his own fried fish shop.

Nothing else, just because the neighbors love to eat it.

Even if he is out of debt, Old Man Li is willing to keep busy just for those familiar faces.

As usual.

When Old Man Li came to the fried dumpling shop, the street was still empty. At this point, most of the neighbors had not gotten up yet.

Old Man Li took out the key and was about to open the door of the shop when he saw four people wearing smiling masks and behaving strangely running towards him on the street.

It's these four guys again....

Just like last time, these four people kept waving the papers in their hands as they walked.

Just like a conditioned reflex, Old Man Li, who had tasted the sweetness, picked up one of them without thinking, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully...

Soon, a look of shock appeared on his face again.

Good guy!

This is actually a fruit deed with the seal of Wanshou Tower’s soul!

In the buyer's column, there is a blank space, which means that the person who picked up the fruit deed can fill in it as he pleases.

Theoretically, anyone who picks up the fruit can move in according to the address of the ginseng fruit marked on the fruit deed.

Ginseng fruit is priceless.

This concept has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the tree community, especially older people like Old Man Li.

So the value of this blank fruit deed...

Thinking of this, Old Man Li showed a look of greed in his eyes, and made a gesture to pick up other blank fruit deeds on the ground.

Seeing this scene, one of the people wearing a smiling mask said: "I really didn't think well about this. If this fruit deed is picked up by the same person, it will not achieve the effect we want."

"What should we do, boss?"

"It's easy to do this. We just throw the fruits into the wooden houses where mortals live, and the ginseng fruits that monks rent, but it's inappropriate to throw them directly on the street."

With that said, Su Xing picked up all the blank fruit deeds he had just thrown out, and looked at Old Man Li: "You just took two fruit deeds, right?"

"What do you want to do?" Old Man Li took a step back and bravely said, "I picked this up, and now it's mine."

Su Xing was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party. He just patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the Qingxiao Sword and held it in his hand.

He threatened: "Hurry up, if you don't give it, I will do it."

"Don't, don't, don't!"

Seeing that Su Xing really wanted to take action, Old Man Li immediately gave up and said with a flattering smile: "A good man has something to say, so I will return this fruit deed to you."

With that said, he returned the two fruit deeds he had just picked up to Su Xing.

The latter took out a piece and threw it into Old Man Li's face: "Take it as a reward."

Smelling the aroma coming from the pancake shop, Su Xing couldn't help but twitch his index finger, so he robbed the shop and drank the soup and water to his heart's content.

Seeing this, Da Pang, Shuai Yi, and Hui Zhi followed suit and each chose their favorite food from the store.

After the four people put the food into storage bags, they continued to distribute ginseng fruits with great arrogance...

…

Lower level of Shujie, inside the Wanshou Building in the West District.

"It's over, it's over..."

The ginseng and fruit merchant trotted into the Wanshou Building hall like a mourning concubine, knelt down in front of the wild geese, and cried: "Sir, something has happened!"

Shan Yan frowned and said displeasedly: "You are a respectable person after all, why are you so reckless today?"

The ginseng fruit seller still had a bitter look on his face, with undisguised panic in his tone: "Sir, something really big happened this time. The four thieves showed up again last night and robbed one of the ginseng fruit shops.

Even the tables and chairs were not left alone.”

"Ah,"

Shan Yan couldn't help but laugh: "The robbers are really just robbers. They even want to rob tables and chairs. That's what they are like. Can a person like this scare you like this?"

"Not just the tables and chairs." The ginseng fruit seller added: "Even the forbidden wooden box containing the soul seal was taken away by the four thieves."

"Soul Seal?" Shan Yan frowned and said, "Only our people can open the restricted wooden box, so what's the problem even if it's snatched away?"

The ginseng fruit seller smiled bitterly: "This is the strangest thing. After losing the soul seal last night, in just one night, the streets and alleys were filled with blank fruit seals... The lower-level monks and mortals in the West District were all confused.

It’s like it’s the Chinese New Year, everyone is constantly scrambling for the empty fruit deeds and rushing to own those ginseng fruits.”

"not good."

Upon hearing this, Shan Yan immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

He suddenly stood up from his seat: "Our bank was burned down not long ago, and all the information was cleared. We can't tell which ginseng fruits are vacant and which ones are already occupied... Now, all the ginseng fruits in the entire West District have been destroyed."

Everything will be taken over by those unruly people."

Shan Yan became more and more anxious as he spoke, and ordered a follower beside him: "Quickly, call all the ginseng and fruit merchants in charge of each area to Wanshou Tower!"

"yes!"

…

At the same time.

Just like the description of the ginseng fruit seller in Wanshou Building.

Shortly after Su Xing distributed the blank fruit deeds, the entire low-level monks and mortals in the West District seemed to be celebrating the New Year.

They scrambled and blanked out the inside of the ginseng fruit marked on the fruit deed.

on the street.

The fat man looked at the people in the carnival and said doubtfully: "Boss, there are obviously a bunch of vacant ginseng fruits in the West District, which is enough for everyone to live in... Since there are so many fruits that cannot be sold, then what?

Why doesn’t Wanshoulou lower the price of ginseng fruit so that more people can have a place to live?”

"Only the ginseng fruits from the past are good ginseng fruits." Su Xing replied: "For Wanshou Lou, the total number of ginseng fruits they have is always limited... Lowering the selling price will not bring them benefits.

So there is no need for it.”

"But if ginseng fruit is too expensive and cannot be sold, wouldn't it be in vain?"

"It's impossible not to sell them." Su Xing replied: "Ginseng fruit is linked to the life span of monks and mortals. If you want to extend your life, you must bite the bullet and buy it, no matter how outrageous the price of ginseng fruit is."

"The boss is right." Shuai Yiruo said with enlightenment: "It is precisely because of this that the Wanshou Tower will not tolerate us selling life-span medicine... Because with the life-span medicine, mortals and monks

They will no longer 'bite the bullet and buy it'."

"But there is no need to worry about these problems now." Su Xing took over the words and said: "Now that the entire ginseng fruit market has collapsed, Wanshou Tower has lost sight of itself, and it is impossible to pay attention to us anymore."

He concluded: "From now on, when we sell longevity medicine, we no longer need to be as low-key as before... Not only that, when the ginseng fruit collapse in the West District gradually affects the East, South and North districts, we can also

You can buy longevity medicine in the other three districts.”

As the longevity medicine business grows, the speed at which Su Xing collects black silk threads will become more and more exaggerated.
Chapter completed!