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"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink a fine wine. You can't tell the difference between the east and the west after being pampered by your parents? I'm going to tell you to remember this!" Liu Sanhu moved his wrists to catch up, but was stopped by the leader in a stern voice.
"Brother Zhao!" Liu Sanhu said anxiously: "We saved his life, but he doesn't take our brothers seriously and wants to deny the contract. How can we let him make things difficult for us!"
The leader's eyes turned cold and he replied: "When did we save his life? He bought the food and water from us with real money, and you didn't give it to him for free with your kindness. This makes you have your tail raised to the sky." ?¡±
Liu Sanhu suddenly suppressed his blush. Unexpectedly, his eldest brother turned his elbow outward.
Seeing his angry expression, the leader took him aside and persuaded him in a low voice: "We can earn two thousand five hundred taels of silver from this trip, which is enough for us to do some business. We will have food and clothing for the rest of our lives, and we will never have to suffer in the desert again." This guy is our living God of Wealth. Try not to offend him as much as possible. If his family is rich and powerful, he will leave a favor. When our brothers encounter difficulties in the future, they can still come to talk to each other. Why are you so impatient? Woolen cloth?"
Several men on the side came to their senses after hearing this, and they admired the leader for his thoughtfulness, and they all stepped forward to persuade Liu Sanhu to be more tolerant.
Although Liu Sanhu didn't want to let go of the arrogant rich young master, he couldn't disobey the leader's request, so he had to suppress his anger and follow the young master without saying a word.
After the leader¡¯s prompting, several other men began to subconsciously please Lu Qian, hoping to go to the capital and establish relationships with wealthy businessmen.
Goatee was particularly flattering and asked Lu Qian to put meat and water in his truck. Later, he also paid for some of his own dry food out of his own pocket without confiscating a penny.
Lu Qian was not indifferent. He got closer to Goatee on the road.
It was not because he was influenced by the goatee, but from the conversation he heard last night, Lu Qian judged that the purpose of this group of businessmen was money.
The goatee¡¯s flattery must also be for the sake of money.
So, as long as he responds to Goatee's flattery, Goatee will think that his kindness can be exchanged for money, and other people who want money will also follow Goatee's example and create a better journey life for Lu Qian.
But Lu Qian didn¡¯t intend to give them any rewards. He didn¡¯t like these businessmen.
Other businessmen did not hesitate to jump into Lu Qian's trap, scrambling to feed the child privately.
No one thought that this silly-looking young master would consciously get close to different people every day and successfully provoke internal competition among a group of smart businessmen to maximize his own interests.
When he was about to walk out of the desert, the leader asked Goatee to convey a request to Lu Qian¡ª¡ª
They hoped that Lu Qian would follow them on a short detour to Baihang Mountain, make deals with local foreigners, and buy all the dry food and daily necessities needed to go to the capital.
In addition to replenishing dry food, they also need to sell the goods they brought to the frontier at low prices.
Baihang Mountain is located in the south of the desert, and transportation is much more convenient than that of tribes outside the border. Naturally, the goods cannot be sold at high prices.
The further south you go, the lower the price of the goods becomes.
They once came to the frontier, and if they were lucky, they could earn hundreds of taels of silver, and they could also exchange for some skins and resell them back to their hometown.
This time they met a little God of Wealth. There was a lot of money waiting for them in the capital. They would accept it if they made less money from their own business, but they could never take the goods back as they were.
We were originally worried that the little God of Wealth would not take the detour, but unexpectedly he agreed immediately, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Qian didn¡¯t know where to find the market nearby. These merchants offered to give them directions, and of course he wouldn¡¯t refuse.
With the market, the silver his mother-in-law gave him was enough to buy several carts of dry food and water, and maybe milk and honey.
Your Highness needs milk and honey, and His Highness is eager to get them.
There is another reason - the name Bai Xingshan was read to His Highness by my companion.
It is said that there is some kind of martial arts master living up there, and I want your highness to become his disciple.
Your Highness doesn¡¯t have time to become a disciple for the time being, but you can go check it out first.
The group of people came to the tribal village at the foot of the mountain and first visited several tribal elders.
Most of the tribesmen here have a straightforward temperament. As long as they are polite and considerate, these people's money is easy to swindle.
Originally planning to buy some dry food at a low price, Lu Qian encountered a problem on his first day here - the people here did not speak Chinese and could not communicate at all. To buy goods, he had to rely on merchants to convey them.
Naturally, merchants will not honestly give real quotations for goods and plan to replace them.Zui said hello, turned around, hugged his enemy, and swayed to go out.
The victim didn¡¯t recognize the drunkard hugging him, and he was feeling strange, but he couldn¡¯t bear the fight anymore, so he didn¡¯t break free. He planned to follow the drunkard out and find his tribe members to argue with him.
However, when they turned around, the little boy in the caravan was still standing in front of them.
Lu Qian had prepared the pieces of silver in his hand and stood there silently, waiting for his enemy to ask for it.
Knowing that the kid was in the same group as the profiteer, the victim was so angry that he spat and scolded him in Chinese: "Little profiteer!"
His Highness, who was holding the pieces of silver, became angry and took a step closer.
The old drunkard with his arms around his enemy immediately became "unsteady" and raised his cane to poke at the "little profiteer"¡ª¡ª
A burst of air came over. Lu Qian turned aside to avoid the walking stick, raised his hand and used a few strokes to neutralize the force of the walking stick.
The drunken old man¡¯s hazy eyes suddenly froze and swept towards the boy¡¯s face like lightning.
Is it a coincidence? Seeing as he was a child, this move was not powerful, but with such speed, even a skilled practitioner would not have time to resist.
How could such a big kid guess his move changes in advance and dodge them easily?
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