This plan is very long-term. Wolong said he didn't understand it but was shocked.
But Wolong then thought about it, what did he need to know? As long as Xia Yan gave him money, everything would be easy to talk about.
But... there are more than 30,000 people, and no matter how frugal they are about eating, drinking, and eating every day, they still need at least three to four hundred taels of silver.
Can Xia Yan really afford such a huge and long-term expenditure?
When Wolong was confused, a stack of banknotes was thrown directly in front of him.
"There are one hundred thousand taels of silver here, just look at the flowers."
Xia Yan just pursed his lips and threw the 100,000 taels of silver notes to Wolong as if it didn't matter.
Although Wolong is the former leader of the Beggar Clan, not to mention one hundred thousand taels of silver, even ten taels of silver is very rare.
On weekdays, even if he burns paper money for his late father, he only dares to burn one hundred taels of paper money. How could he have seen such a scene?
At this moment, when I saw such a huge banknote, I almost burped on the spot.
But in the end, when he was about to lose consciousness, he thought that if he died like this, he would completely miss out on the 100,000 taels of silver.
So relying on strong perseverance, Wolong finally got up.
After getting up, he started to complete Xia Yan's instructions.
As days passed, the old temple was demolished, and an extremely huge building complex was built on a foundation that was several times larger than the original one.
All the former members of the Beggar Gang worked crazily, and under Xia Yan's request, everyone's food had been greatly improved.
In addition, Xia Yan directly passed on the recipe of Huazi to them. Under the dual nourishment of Huazi and delicious food, everyone in the gang soon began to become physically stronger and could make money through their own labor.
As for some children and the elderly, Xia Yan did not let them really get something for nothing.
The elderly can sit on the chair and roll cigarettes.
Younger people can take the cigarettes rolled by the elderly and sell them for money. This not only prevents the children from getting something for nothing, but also exercises their sales skills, killing two birds with one stone.
As for midway, Xia Yan also successfully accepted a new system task.
The content of the mission is very simple, that is, to increase the number of his subordinates to more than 50,000.
Since this is a painless task, there are no restrictive requirements. Success will only reward you with a seventh-level advanced martial arts secret book "Qidang Fist".
Even if you fail, there is no special punishment. It is just marked that a new task will be released after one month.
Xia Yan didn't care about this, he just led everyone to build his new home.
During the construction, Xia Yan also felt that since everyone no longer engaged in begging, it seemed inappropriate to call it a beggar gang.
So, after several votes, the new name of the gang was decided: Tianxia Gang.
Well, actually it doesn’t have any special meaning. All it means is the external purpose of Tianxia Gang: I am number one in the world!
Just like that, when the house construction was in full swing, trouble came.
On this day, Xia Yan, who was originally supervising the work, was drinking tea while looking at the scenery with Su Yue.
"The mountains in Fenghua City are quite famous. Let's go and see them next time."
"Humph, I only know how to travel in the mountains, but I don't know how to play in the water. If you are so inactive, I don't want you anymore."
Xia Yan gave a bitter smile. Just as he was about to say something in reply, he heard a scream from behind.
Hearing the screams, Xia Yan was startled and quickly turned around to check the situation.
I saw dozens of officers and soldiers appearing above my huge foundation at some point.
In front of them was a man in official uniform. The man had a big belly and a mustache. He was rubbing his beard and winking as he asked.
"This bitch doesn't deserve to talk to me. Who is in charge here?"
Opposite him is Wolong!
At this moment, Wolong was kneeling on his knees, with a very painful expression on his face. Someone was controlling him behind him, as if all the bones in his body were about to break.
"Let me go...it hurts...it hurts..."
Seeing Wolong like this, Xia Yan frowned and hurried to the official.
Xia Yan's face looked a little solemn, "Let him go first."
After hearing this, the official laughed loudly, with disdain in his eyes.
"Let him go, are you worthy of it?"
Opposite Xia Yan is naturally the number one person in Fenghua City and the current Lord of Fenghua City, Fan Yan.
I saw him playing with a pair of walnuts in his hand, and the expression on his face seemed to be a bit playful.
"I don't like your attitude, you're going to suffer a lot~"
As he spoke, the man who was escorting Wo Long seemed to apply a little more force, causing Wo Long to scream in pain.
And as Wolong yelled, many officers and soldiers on the side all laughed.
Everyone looked at Wolong's joke, as if they didn't see him in severe pain at all, and just saw it as a piece of fun.
Xia Yan's face was ashen and extremely ugly, and he asked in a low voice: "What do you want?"
"What do I want?" Fan Yan chuckled, "You build a house on my land and you don't even acknowledge me. Do you still have me as the city lord in your eyes?"
Xia Yan's eyes were cold, "This is not your land, why can't I build a house here?"
After finishing speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and said again: "Even if you want to count people, this land is the land of Emperor Mingbo. What does it have to do with you?"
Hearing Xia Yan's words, Fan Yan on the opposite side burst out laughing again.
"Emperor? He is nothing! In this Fenghua City, I am the emperor!"
After saying that, Fan Lan snapped his fingers, and the pain suffered by Wolong who was being held nearby seemed to have increased a bit.
The wails and screams of a slaughtering pig resounded throughout the sky, as if the entire sky was filled with screams.
Xia Yan's expression was already very bad. He wanted to give Fan Yan a slap in the face, but he understood that this was his territory and he still couldn't act rashly.
There was no one who would not bow his head under the eaves, so Xia Yan forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.
"How much?"
"Haha, you are indeed smart. I see that you spend a lot of money every day, so you should be a rich man."
So, Fan Lan directly stretched out a finger and said, "Ten thousand taels, we will leave as soon as we get the money, and your bastard will be saved, otherwise..."
Fan Lan didn't say any more, he just took his hand and bent it in front of his chest, and he didn't forget to say: "Kacha!"
The meaning is obvious. If he doesn't take the money, Wolong's arm will be broken.
Of course Xia Yan was unhappy, but right now it was about Wolong's arm, and he had to satisfy Fan Yan.