Reverend Insanity: Section 103: When the ambition is big, the world is small

The restaurant is not large, but the location is very good. It is located on the east side of the cottage and leans on the east gate.

The East Gate and the North Gate are the two strongholds with the most traffic. So every afternoon or evening, the business of the restaurant is good. .

"Shaodong's, please sit down." An old man nodded his head.

Several guys wiped the bench and table hard, sneered at Fang Yuan, and pleased.

Fang Yuan shook his head and did not take a seat. Instead, he strolled around in this wine shop and looked around. He said secretly, "This is my wine shop."

This restaurant has only one floor, but it has an underground wine cellar.

The ground is covered with large, square bricks, with eight square tables, two square tables against the wall, and the remaining six tables, all surrounded by four benches.

Entering the door of the restaurant, you can see a dark brown bar counter. Pen and ink on the counter, and an abacus. Behind the counter is a wine cabinet with large and small wine jars. Some are big pots of black pottery. Some are small porcelain wine bottles.

Fang Yuan walked casually. Of course, the old man and a few guys did not dare to sit down, and they followed each other step by step.

They were all uneasy, and the news of the restaurant changing hands came suddenly. The last Donggu Ancient Moon Frozen Ground, shrewd and ghostly, was harsh, and they were out of breath. The boy in front of him could actually take the wine shop out of the frozen soil of the ancient moon. Robbing it over and over, this method is incredible. So these people looked at Fang Yuan with anxiety and fear.

Fang Yuan stopped suddenly: "Yes, but this shop is a bit smaller."

The old man hurried forward and bowed and replied: "It's like this, Shaodong's house. Every summer, we will put up a shed on the outside door. Set up some tables and stools. But now it will be a winter breeze, and even a shed No one was sitting. So it was withdrawn. "

Fang Yuan slightly sideways. A glance at the old man: "Are you the shopkeeper?"

The old man's waist was lowered, and he said more respectfully: "Don't dare, dare not to be. The wine shop of Shaodong's is yours. Whoever you want to be the treasurer is the treasurer."

Fang Yuan nodded, and glanced at the other guys. They all seemed to be smart and capable guys.

If on earth. He has to worry that the treasurer and his buddies will unite and deceive his master. But in this world. Yan Shi is high above him, killing mortals is just a thought. Even if it's your father, mother, or instigator. These mortals never dare to target Fang Yuan.

"Okay, go get the books and pour me a pot of tea." Fang Yuan sat down.

"Yes, Shaodong's house." The shopkeeper and the buddies were busy.

There are 16 books in the account book, each of which uses bamboo paper with a touch of green. It is much more brittle and harder than rice paper in the hand, which is suitable for a humid climate like southern Xinjiang.

Fang Yuan took out a few volumes at hand, browsed a little, and asked some questions.

The shopkeeper's quick answer, after a short while, he was sweating.

Fang Yuan created the Bloodwing Demon, with hundreds of thousands of educators. He has rich natural experience and old-fashioned eyes. Others may be confused and dazzled when they look at their books. However, in his eyes, all the doubts were clear-sighted and perceptive.

This wine shop is the second most important item behind Jiuye Shengcao, and Fang Yuan will naturally hold firmly.

The problems in this account book are not big, they are some errors and omissions. These mortals dare not presumptuously.

Fang Yuan only turned the last page, and found that the account of this month was lifted away by the ancient frozen ground.

"Shao Dong's, this was brought up by the previous Dong's personally, the young ones didn't dare to disobey." The shopkeeper replied, wiping his sweat, his old body was already trembling slightly, his face pale Very well.

Fang Yuan kept silent, gently put the account book on the table, and glanced at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper suddenly felt a huge pressure, just like a mountain of pressure. He was frightened and threw himself on the ground with a thump.

Everyone who sees the shopkeeper kneels, and the other guys are also savvy and smart, and then all kneel down.

Fang Yuan sat safely, turned his gaze and glanced at them.

Guys feel as if they are in the snow and ice, and it is difficult to resist Fang Yuan's aura.

The work of wine shops is not only stable and safe for them, but also ideal. So they don't want to lose the job.

Fang Yuan saw that the effect of Liwei had arrived, and he was too late, and he slowly said: "Past things, even if I do n’t care. I looked at the account book, your wages are a little low, and the salary of your buddies will increase by two The success of the shopkeeper is 40%. Good work will have your benefits.

Finally, Fang Yuan got up and walked towards the door.

The crowd knelt on the ground and froze for a while. Then they understood that tears were flowing and flowed across their faces.

"Thank you for your great favor!"

"The young people are kind and generous, the young people must work hard!"

"You are our reborn parent in Shaodong's house, please walk slowly."

Behind everyone heard the sound of grateful tears, and the sound of constantly scratching their foreheads against the blue brick.

Everything is good, no matter which world, is the only way under the control of the superior. Among them, prestige is the foundation. Under Weiling, any little favors will be magnified ten million times.

Without prestige, you will only get a bad name. Even over time, such kindness will not only attract gratitude, but will also cause misery and disaster.

"But these royal means. They are all trails. They will be respected by the world when placed on the earth, but here, the only way to improve their own strength is the avenue. No, even on the earth, it is the power One. "

Fang Yuan couldn't help thinking of the Red Dynasty.

At that time, Chizu also experienced some hardships and came to a conclusion: the power came out of the gun!

This is the truth of nakedness-the foundation of any regime is power. So-called rights. It's just an appendage to power.

In fact, not only rights, wealth and beauty, but also derivatives of power.

Leaving this wine shop, Fang Yuan went to the three bamboo houses again.

These three bamboo buildings have been rented out by their uncles and aunts, and they are almost full.

In this world, pay attention to more life and more education. For an increasingly large population. The space in the cottage seems narrow.

In the family, the eldest son inheritance system. The other children have to be self-reliant. Many people rely on family policy. Divided some meager properties, worked hard outside, but throughout his life, his savings were not enough to buy a bamboo house.

As a result, raising crickets is very expensive. Secondly, the cottage has limited space and expensive house prices.

Of course outside the cottage. It is natural to build a house at will, but it is very unsafe. There will always be beast vipers. Break into the house. Especially every time the beast tide passes, no matter what house outside the village. Will be destroyed and destroyed.

The expansion of the cottage is the only solution.

But once expanded, there will be more places to defend on the periphery. The beast tide will strike. With the strength of the cottage, it will not be able to defend at all. Furthermore, the place is big, and it is difficult to be vigilant and searched if the puppet masters of other cottages sneak in.

In history, the ancient Yuezhai cottage was expanded several times and was destroyed by the beast tide. After learning the lessons, the cottage is now the largest.

Fang Yuan browsed it, and after knowing something, he knew it.

These three bamboo buildings are run very well by my father-in-law and mother-in-law. He figured it out, although the three bamboo buildings brought him benefits, although there were not as many wine restaurants, but they were not much different.

The overall situation is far more optimistic than Fang Yuan originally expected.

Just the day before yesterday, he was just a downcast poor boy with empty hands and less than five yuan stones. Now all of a sudden, he ranks among the middle and small wealthy.

The female renters who rented houses were all second-round son-in-laws who turned around. After learning Fang Yuan's identity, they looked at him with a charming look.

As long as you can be close to Yuanyuan and marry Fangyuan, for these son-in-laws, you will not have to travel outside in the future, risking death and living a stable life.

This kind of life is also what they have been struggling for and have always wanted to pursue.

In other words, as long as Fang Yuan is willing, he can even retreat immediately and live the rich life that his uncle once enjoyed.

If he ticks his fingers, many son-in-laws will flock to him.

"But none of this is what I want." Fang Yuan stood on the second floor of the Bamboo Tower, and let the son-in-law's hot eyes fall on his body. He frowned, holding the railing and looking far .

In the distance, there are a lot of green hills, like a giant lying on the back, dozing off with the gray-blue sky as a quilt.

Wanlijianghe, savage land, when will I be allowed to stand?

When the storm changes, dragons and snakes rise to land, when can we encounter all beings?

"Since the rebirth, if there is no root duckweed, drifting with the waves. Now I do my best, with this property, it can be called the foundation, which can be regarded as a successful self-reliance and stand on its heels. The next step is to dig out the flower and wine heritage Work hard, make three turns, and break the world! "Fang Yuan's dark eyes burned with flames.

Qingmao Mountain is just one of the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang. And southern Xinjiang is just a slump in the world.

Too small, too small! How could this place carry his ambitions?

Compared with his ambitions, these Xu family's properties are smashed by others, and the things that they want to think about are as small as the same dust.

"Brother, you come down, I have something to tell you." I do not know when Gu Yue Fangzheng came down to the Zhulou, shouted the other side.

"Huh?" Fang Yuan was interrupted, his face was indifferent, and he looked at Fang Zheng downstairs.

The brothers stared at each other for a while ...

The younger brother, Fang Zheng, is standing downstairs, covered by the shadow of another building. His raised face is frowning, his eyes twinkling.

Brother Fang Yuan was standing upstairs, and the sun was bathing him. Under his draped eyes, his pupils were dark as night.

Similar faces are reflected in similar eyes.

Fang Yuan was not surprised by the appearance of his younger brother. Founder is a sharp weapon for his father and mother to fight for the property.

How can it be?

Fang Yuan is standing high, looking down at Fang Zheng, with a soft sigh in his heart: "What about the first-class qualifications, the left and right are just pawns ... it's really small."

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