Bishop's Retirement

"Hey, you money reckless..."

After a short period of stupefaction, Wang Ye's eyes widened. He looked at the money shopkeeper in front of him and said, "I'm so powerful, when did I lose my strength?"

"Look, you still refuse to admit it..."

Seeing Wang Ye's reaction, Treasurer Qian laughed and said, "Old money fan, I know you're just trying to save face and feel embarrassed to say it. After all, it's all unspeakable, and it's understandable."

"But this unspeakable secret is also a disease, and you need to see a doctor in time. It is because you often go in and out of Yihong Hospital to squander the capital of your body that you are now so weak..."

"Listen to my advice, brother, and go to Huichuntang to find Dr. Zhu and buy more than a dozen pots of tiger penis wine from him. After drinking him for a month, you will definitely become stronger and stronger with time. I will test it myself. Yes, absolutely no problem!"

While speaking, Shopkeeper Qian blinked at Wang Ye, showing a hint of 'you understand'.

Hearing Shopkeeper Qian's words, Wang Ye's eyes widened.

squandering money...

Can't make up for it...

Wang Ye never expected that such wild words could come out of the mouth of a reckless shopkeeper Qian.

"No, Qian Mangfu, you kid, something is wrong..."

Thinking of this, Wang Ye looked at Qian Mangfu in front of him, and said, "Since just now, you have been selling Tiger Whip wine to me, have you bought shares in Huichuntang?"

Between the words, Wang Ye's words were full of doubts.

"Look at you, you can't talk without money..."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Shopkeeper Qian said, "I just told you so much because we got to know each other for a while. I don't care about him."

"Okay, you better take care of yourself..."

Looking at the money shopkeeper in front of him, Wang Ye said, "After all, there is still a gap between me and Yihong Courtyard. Unlike you who forge iron during the day, you have to work hard to cultivate the land at night..."

As he spoke, Wang Ye patted Shopkeeper Qian on the shoulder.

"Hey, who's to say it's not right? After being tired during the day, I have to spend the night with your sister-in-law...cough..."

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Qian seemed to realize, what, he coughed dryly, and said, "Why is Lao Caimini here today?"

Seeing the appearance of shopkeeper Qian, Wang Ye nodded, showing a playful expression.

At the same time, he presented the Jade Blood Sword in front of Shopkeeper Qian, and said, "I'll sell you this precious sword!"

"Oh?"

Seeing the Jade Blood Knife in Wang Ye's hand, Shopkeeper Qian's eyes lit up immediately: "Let's go, let's talk in detail in the living room next door!"

Hearing Shopkeeper Qian's words, Wang Ye smiled, and the two walked together into the living room.

"Old money fan, can you show me the knife in your hand?"

When he came to the living room, Shopkeeper Qian said with a smile.

As soon as this remark came out, Wang Ye did not hesitate, and directly handed the Jade Blood Divine Dao to Shopkeeper Qian.

"Well, this knife is not bad..."

Holding the Jade Blood Divine Knife in his hand, Shopkeeper Qian carefully sized it up: "This knife has a sharp edge, especially sharp, and there is a faint red light on the blade, which is obviously the result of countless blood stains..."

This shopkeeper Qian is worthy of being the shopkeeper of Quenlifang. He has a deep research on weapons, so he can get a general idea at a glance.

When he spoke again, he flicked the knife with his finger.

Ding!

When the time was up, the Jade Blood Sword made a pleasant light sound.

"Interesting, the sound of the blade is crisp and clear, and it is often soaked in blood, which means that someone nourished the blade with blood..."

Hearing the light sound of the Jade Blood Knife, Shopkeeper Qian said, "In addition to the appearance of this knife, it should be the Jade Blood Knife from the Huaxue Sect..."

!!!

When Shopkeeper Qian said this, Wang Ye was slightly taken aback.

Shopkeeper Qian was actually able to recognize the Jade Blood Sword.

"Um...not right..."

Just when Wang Ye was secretly shocked, Shopkeeper Qian shook his head and said, "It's not the Jade Blood Sword..."

"It is rumored that the Jade Blood Divine Knife contains a soul essence, which can affect the xinxing of the knife holder and increase its skill."

"This knife is lifeless and has no response. It seems to be an imitation of a master craftsman..."

Essence?

Hearing this, Wang Ye was slightly taken aback.

He knew what Shopkeeper Qian said.

The so-called soul is the key to a magic weapon.

Whether a weapon can be called a sharp weapon of the gods depends on whether it has spirit or not.

When a divine sword is forged, it often has its own soul, which can recognize its master by itself, connect with its master's mind, and can also improve its master's skill.

Some magical weapons are still incomparably sharp after a hundred years, ignoring the erosion of time, it is because of the soul.

And ordinary weapons, even if they are well-maintained, are useless, and they are a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron after all.

Thinking of this, Wang Ye remembered the change of the Jade Blood Sword just now.

Could it be... that he just unintentionally destroyed the soul of the Jade Blood Sword?

I'm so...

For a moment, Wang Ye felt speechless.

"Treasurer Wang, you don't have to do this..."

As if seeing the speechless expression on Wang Ye's face, Shopkeeper Qian smiled slightly and said, "Even though this Jade Blood Sword is an imitation, its material and workmanship are the best choice. Take it If you sell it to Fanbang's stupid...cough...businessman, you can also sell it for a good price."

"As far as this imitation is concerned, how about giving you 200 taels?"

"200 taels!?"

Hearing this, Wang Ye's eyes widened.

The last time he tied the two weapons together, he only sold them for more than 100 taels of silver, but now this Jade Blood Sword can be sold for 200 taels in terms of materials alone!

"I know you, an old money fan, don't think so much..."

Looking at Wang Ye's expression, Shopkeeper Qian said, "But this is an imitation after all, and it's only worth the price..."

"If this is the Jade Blood Sword with the essence inside, it will cost at least 800 taels. If it is sold to a stupid...businessman, it will start at 500 taels. If you work hard, you can sell it for 2000 taels."

2000 two!

Hearing Shopkeeper Qian's words, Wang Ye's eyes widened.

At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling of wanting to vomit blood.

Damn, it's sloppy.

Why do you use your internal force to shake the knife when you are all right?

Is it the soul of the Jade Blood Sword that was shattered by this internal force?

What was shattered was white silver!

The more he thought of this, the more regret Wang Ye felt.

What the hell is digging down a house to catch a mouse, making a big deal out of a small one.

"Okay, okay, look at your ghost."

Seeing Wang Ye's expression, Shopkeeper Qian smiled.

He took out a 200 tael silver note and handed it to Wang Ye, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I will take this imitation, and when I recast it into a sword, I will sell it at that time." Give it to a businessman in Fanbang, and kill him more than 1000 taels!"

Hearing Shopkeeper Qian's words, Wang Ye shook his head, feeling heartbroken.

Chapter 172 Prostitution?

Time flies, and before I know it, three days have passed.

It has just arrived in the morning, and the Zuixian Tower is bustling with people coming and going.

Some business travelers and people in the rivers and lakes drank tea, drank wine, and talked loudly, which was extremely prosperous.

Wang Ye stood in the middle of the counter, flipping through the accounts with his left hand and fiddling with the abacus with his right hand.

The smile on his face was constantly switching between obscene and presumptuous.

He, who was originally handsome, looked more and more like a fool under such a change of expression.

"did you see it……"

Just when Wang Ye was happy looking at the account book, Bai Luhan on the side said to Aji: "When I came back three days ago, I was crying, as if I lost hundreds of taels of silver, scolding this and that..."

"I've been doing well in the past two days, and now I'm smiling again"

"Look at the corners of his mouth, it almost goes to the back of his ears!"

Between words, Bai Luhan rolled her eyes, extremely disdainful.

"Hey, you don't know him yet?"

Hearing Bai Luhan's words, Aji on the side said: "This old money fan has a dog's face, it's cloudy and sunny, what is it?"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Luhan nodded, and was just about to say something.

But at this moment, Wang Ye's voice suddenly came: "Aji and that little girl, what the hell are you two talking about?"

"Why don't you greet the guests quickly if you have this skill?"

"If you neglect the guests, be careful and I will beat you two little bastards!"

"understood!"

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Aji and Bai Luhan rolled their eyes at the same time, and immediately got busy.

Seeing this, Wang Ye nodded, and was about to continue calculating the accounts.

And at this moment, a familiar voice rang out instantly: "Two bowls of Fat Intestine Noodles, one of which requires chili and the other does not!"

Hearing this, Wang Ye turned his eyes and saw Zhao Butou coming into the hall.

Beside him, there was a young man with a determined expression.

This boy was around twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in commoner clothes, with a heroic look on his face.

"Yo, yes, Lao Zhao!"

Seeing this young man, Wang Ye said, "I never thought you would be so careless on weekdays, and your son is so old!"

"Hey, my treasurer Wang, you don't dare to talk nonsense..."

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Zhao Catcher hurriedly said: "My old Zhao has no wife, so where is my son?"

"I was patrolling the streets today, and I came across this kid kneeling in the market to sell himself..."

"Sell yourself!?"

Before Catcher Zhao finished speaking, Wang Ye's eyes widened.

At the same time, he set his sights on the young man, looked at him for a moment, and said, "You sold yourself in a fair way at a young age..."

"Son, you are a real man!"

Said, Wang Ye gave the boy a thumbs up.

"Shopkeeper Wang, you're thinking wrong..."

Looking at Wang Ye in front of him, Zhao Butou said, "This kid is selling himself to save his sister, and it's completely different from the one you thought of selling himself..."

"that is……"

Hearing Catcher Zhao's words, Aji on the side said: "I know the allusion of selling one's body to bury one's father, but you, an old money fan, think differently from others, and you will turn your mind to the brothel when you open your mouth!"

"Hey, you little bastard!"

As soon as Aji said this, Wang Ye's eyes widened: "Why are you everywhere?"