My street stall reaches all worlds

"You are already a millionaire, why do you still come here to set up a stall?" Like everyone else, the people in the neighbor's stall were already deeply surprised to see Han Cheng appearing here, but now seeing him set up a stall again, they felt even more in their hearts. I am very puzzled.

After Han Cheng sat down, he still couldn't help leaning over and asking.

"This is my ancestral line of business to make a fortune. If I lose my line of business, you want me to drink the Northwest Wind?" Han Cheng asked back, but the other party froze for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"Why are you so overwhelmed? Isn't it easy to spend these millions of dollars to invest casually?" The man looked at Han Cheng like he was looking at a fool.

"I am not born to do business and make a fortune. It is the safest thing to be honest with me." Han Cheng laughed.

"Have you calculated it for yourself?" The man asked suspiciously, before Han Cheng could answer, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he leaned into Han Cheng's ear and whispered: "We are close neighbors, otherwise you will give me a brother. Let's do the math and see what kind of job I can make a fortune and save enough money for my wife."

Hearing the words, Han Cheng really seemed to be interested. He leaned back slightly and set his eyes on the other party. He looked up and down, sometimes shook his head and sighed, sometimes nodded, and finally fell silent.

In this way, he made the other party's heart go up and down.

"Well, are you talking?" The man was a little anxious when he saw that Han Cheng didn't speak, and couldn't help but ask.

Han Cheng raised his hand to greet him, and when he happily leaned his ear to hear what happened, he only heard Han Cheng whisper in his ear: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

"Your uncle!" Originally dreaming of getting rich in the future, he listened to what Han Cheng had to say with hope, but after waiting and waiting, he only waited for such a sentence, and couldn't help but curse.

Looking at Han Cheng again, he had already leaned against the booth and squinted his eyes to rest his mind.

Before, everyone on this street looked at Han Cheng with contempt and disdain. After the Nanbatian incident, everyone's eyes became more respectful, and Han Cheng really enjoyed this feeling in his heart. .

I wanted to take a nap, but the system sent a message.

"Please host to go to the copy of Shujian Enqiulu to perform a new task."

This mechanical sound woke up Han Cheng who had almost fallen asleep.

This task came too casually, can you give me a little time to prepare in advance next time.

While Han Cheng was muttering in his heart, he felt a white light flash in front of him. From this, he should have entered a new task.

"Sir..." A steady man's voice came, Han Chengzhen opened his eyes, and there was a handsome man in front of him.

Just now before he entered the mission, he heard what the system said about books, swords and enmities. The one in front of him should be Chen Jialuo, his mission target.

The Chen Jialuo in front of him still looks like a young man who is thriving, so he probably hasn't encountered that major blow yet.

I don't know what his mission is this time.

After experiencing it a few times, Han Cheng suddenly understood his father's good intentions. When other children were reading comic books when he was young, he was beaten and scolded by his father for reading some classic classics.

Although it was very painful to read at that time, it seems to be very useful now. At least he knows the identities of these people he has to face, and he also knows what their fate is like.

Looking at the surrounding environment and the seat of the person opposite, he knew that Chen Jialuo was already the chief rudder of the Red Flower Society at this time.

"What does the helmsman want to know from me?" Han Cheng asked with a mature look.

"May I ask if you can tell me, whether we can achieve the great cause of restoration." The handsome man looked at Han Cheng with fiery eyes, with longing for the future in his eyes.

Han Cheng was taken aback for a moment, how could he tell the person in front of him that their efforts would be in vain in the end, even if he said it, could they really believe his words and stop there?

In the past, he had lamented that although Chen Jialuo was an upright and responsible person, fate did not treat him fairly. Instead, he experienced many hardships and was caught in a dilemma between the two parties.

Out of sympathy for this person, Han Cheng decided to help him as much as he could.

The trajectory of fate he saw from the text was tragic, but now the development of the situation can be controlled by him to a certain extent, so he can naturally help him on his own.

"Let me ask you first, are you really willing to devote [-] percent of your energy to the great cause of revival that you talk about?"

Han Cheng did not answer Chen Jialuo's question, but asked another question instead.

Chen Jialuo frowned and thought for a while: "I bear the trust of many brothers on my shoulders, so I should do my best." The tone was firm and unquestionable.

Hearing his answer like this, Han Cheng was not surprised at all. Of course he would be so firm before he knew his life experience, but the tragedy began after the two brothers recognized each other.

"In this way, the helmsman only needs to remember this sentence you said, and you will not be moved by anyone in the future, and it will be a great cause."

Han Cheng's task also had to follow certain rules of the game. As a fortune-teller, he could only say some ambiguous words, and the rest depended on whether the other party really believed it. It was all chance.

At this time, Chen Jialuo didn't know when it would happen in the future. He just felt that what Han Cheng said now was really a simple thing, and hope was ignited in his heart, and his face was full of joy.

"Jia Luo understands, thank you sir for your guidance." Chen Jialuo respectfully stood up and saluted Han Cheng

Although his face was bookish and angry, there was a youthful and bloody light in his eyes. No one could bear to let such a young man end up in a tragic end.

"Excuse me." Han Cheng didn't know why he opened his mouth without anyone noticing.

"Sir, please speak." Chen Jialuo respected Han Cheng quite a bit, and when he heard that Han Cheng had something to say, he quickly responded.

"If you don't have to, stay away from the West Lake." Han Cheng can only point to the end, and can't say more.

"Thank you, sir!" Chen Jialuo was grateful for Han Cheng's reminder, thanked him politely, and then ordered his subordinates to bring some gold and silver jewelry to show his gratitude.

When Han Cheng came to his senses, he had already returned to that booth, but it was different from the previous two times, this time his mind seemed a little complicated.

Although Chen Jialuo was given as many hints as possible, how the situation will develop ultimately depends on Chen Jialuo's choice.

He secretly hoped that Chen Jialuo would not get to know Qianlong from the very beginning, so that there would be no subsequent betrayal and unsatisfactory ending.

It's just that no one, including him, can influence the development of time and space, let's see what happens to Chen Jialuo's fate.