(Gou Xing and Yingou. I couldn't tell them apart. They were all changed to Gou Xing and Yingou. It was the Ancient Dragon's fault.)
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Looking at the deed in his hand, Ning Que felt a strange warmth in his chest as he thought that the man in the indigo robe had left a casino for him. He asked, "Where is he now?"
"When I received his last letter, he said he was going to Mount Tai to watch the sunrise." Mr. Qi answered.
The warmth and shock gradually subsided. Ning Que felt his cheeks burning as he thought of Mr. Qi's sarcastic words and how he cheated money into his own casino. After all, he was a young man and couldn't bear such a humiliating experience. In order to resolve the embarrassment, he said angrily, "No one from the Fish-dragon Gang told me about this."
Mr. Qi raised his eyebrows and glared at him, saying angrily, "Before my eldest brother left, he took us to Lin 47th Street to meet you. At that time, he told me that you could come to me whenever you wanted. It has been a few months. When did you come to me? Now you have that identity. How can I take the initiative to find you? "
It was only then that Ning Que remembered his other identity. Commander Xu Chongshan had thrown him a black wooden token when they met and never contacted him again. He had long forgotten that he was still a secret guard of the empire.
While he was sighing with emotion to cover up his shame, Mr. Qi suddenly thought of something strange in this matter. He raised his eyebrows that had just calmed down and looked at the lad in shock, saying, "You … are a cultivator? I know you are good at killing people. But when did you start to cultivate and enter the real state? "
"It just happened two days ago. I'm just at the Initial Awareness State. I'm still far from the real state." Ning Que did not know that there was a layer of talisman gold in the black dice cup of the Star-Picking Casino. He answered honestly, "I wanted to make more money when no one knew about it. Although I can't make money now, please keep it a secret."
Mr. Qi's voice became sharp and worried. "You won more than 10,000 taels of silver from Gou Xing Casino. How can you keep it a secret? Chang 'an is a big city, but not many people can run around with a little black handmaiden. You can be found out with a little inquiry. "
Ning Que smiled and said gently, "You are now the boss of Chang 'an City. Isn't it easy for you to let go of such a trivial matter? Do you think the Star-Picking Casino would dare to go against your orders and continue to investigate me? "
Mr. Qi couldn't refuse his flattery. He frowned and thought for a while, saying, "It's not difficult to hide it, but what's the point of hiding the identity of a cultivator? Don't tell me you're hoping that this matter will blow up and help you gain some fame in the empire? If that's what you mean, I suggest you don't think so. After all, Chang 'an is not a rural city. You can easily find hundreds of cultivators. You can't be too conspicuous. In my opinion, you'd better explain to the instructor of the Academy. It's more important to get some practical benefits. "
Ning Que thought of the legendary Second Floor of the Academy that would open next year and General Xiahou who was at the distant frontier for the empire at this time. After a moment of silence, he smiled and replied, "Because I know I'm too ordinary, I don't have to say it out and cause trouble. It's okay to say it out when I can go further on this road in the future."
"You're not a member of the Fish-dragon Gang. You can do whatever you want. But since I rarely meet you today, I'd better finish the formalities as soon as possible."
Mr. Qi stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at the land deed in front of him. He said, "There's a transfer agreement that needs your signature. From now on, this casino will be transferred to you. I don't have to waste my energy to manage it on your behalf anymore."
Ning Que thought that this couldn't work. A casino needed manpower, money and background. He was going to study in the Academy, so he couldn't let Little Sangsang wear a dealer's uniform to manage a dozen gambling tables. He rolled his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "My good brother, please continue to manage it. I really don't have the ability or the time."
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After a dispute, Mr. Qi finally failed to resist Ning Que's continuous flattery and shameless spirit. He had no choice but to agree to Ning Que's conditions. The casino was still Ning Que's, but it would be entrusted to the Fish-dragon Gang. Ning Que didn't need to do anything but get the monthly dividends according to the proportion agreed by both parties.
After the negotiation, Ning Que left the newly opened casino in the West City with Sangsang immediately without having supper or calling over girls. He left in such a hurry as if he was fleeing for his life. Even when he returned home on Lin 47th Street, he remembered that he didn't even remember the name of the casino.
Sangsang took out the thick stack of banknotes from her belt and put them into the box. She looked around the shabby bedroom. Her willow-like eyes kept wandering from beam to beam and mouse hole to think of the safest place to put it. In the end, she lifted the bed board according to the old way and carefully hid the box in it.
Looking back, she saw Ning Que sitting on the armchair in a daze. The expression on his face was very complicated and wonderful, as if he was dumbfounded by the Cornucopia in the sky, or as if he was hit so hard that he wanted to cry.
"Young master, you are a little strange today." Sangsang looked at him and asked curiously, "Just now, when you left the casino, you looked as if you owed someone 800 taels of silver. You were so embarrassed."
"How could I not be embarrassed? I've been so embarrassed today. I've never done such a stupid thing in my life. " Ning Que answered angrily. Suddenly he thought of the box of banknotes under the bed board, and the embarrassment on his face was immediately replaced by joy. "But if I can make so much money every time, I'm willing to be stupid all the time."
After saying this, he stopped smiling and gestured for Sangsang to sit on the small stool in front of him. He said in a very serious tone, "I think it's necessary to have a family meeting."
For Ning Que, family meetings were one of the most unforgettable and uncomfortable experiences in his previous life. Perhaps it was because he was seriously affected subconsciously, in this life, there were only him and Sangsang in the small family, but whether it was in the Min Mountain Cottage or the small courtyard in the City of Wei, he would often ask for a family meeting.
Sangsang knew that the young master was going to start talking nonsense again, so she went to get her sewing bag and changed into a pair of comfortable cotton slippers. Then she sat on the small stool in front of him and waited respectfully for his lecture.
"In the middle of every study room in the Academy, there are some famous sayings of the predecessors. Although I don't think the writing is good, the meaning of those sayings is not too wrong."
Sangsang lowered her head and concentrated on getting the insole. She did not even raise her head after hearing this, but just made a sound with her little nose, indicating that she heard it and asked the young master to continue. Ning Que looked at her and shook his head. She had been like this in every family meeting these years. He had said it many times, but it had no effect. He really could not do anything to her, so he just ignored her and continued to talk, hoping that the only audience would not slip away.
"In fact, there is a saying like this: The environment changes one's temperament, and the upbringing changes one's constitution. What does this saying mean? It means that when you have two thousand taels of silver, you can't be as stingy as when you only have twenty taels of silver, and you can't always eat leftovers … "
Hearing this, Sangsang raised her head and looked at him, her face full of grievance and dissatisfaction.
"Well, being thrifty is indeed a virtue, but you have to think about it, we are really not short of money now. We have more than ten thousand taels of silver in our hands, and the gambling house still sends dividends to us every month. We can't live with the mentality of the poor anymore. We can't be like the desperate and desperate people who see a way to make money."
Ning Que sighed and said, "In other words, the affairs of scholars are the affairs of scholars, and the affairs of cultivators are also the affairs of cultivators. We have to be noble and proud, and don't always think about making money by doing these things. It will make people feel that we are degrading … So I have decided not to go to the gambling house to win money in the future. I am worried that the instructors of the Academy will be angry if they know. At the same time, I have decided to withdraw all my masterpieces from the front shops from tomorrow onwards. As for the business, I will buy some cheap scrolls from poor scholars from the Fragrance Workshop to sell, and earn some difference."
Sangsang threaded the needle and thread through the insole and pulled it hard. She opened her mouth to bite the thread and tore it. Then she asked with puzzled eyes, "Not even one scroll to be sold? Young master, doesn't this seem a little like the poor suddenly getting rich? "
Ning Que was stunned by her words. He coughed twice and said, "The adjectives you used are not very good. This is not called the poor suddenly getting rich, it should be called being content with a little bit of wealth … Of course, it is not good for the poor suddenly getting rich, and it is not good to be content with a little bit of wealth. Then I will hang a few of my works in the front shop, but the price will be raised, and I will not sell them for less than a thousand taels of gold."
Sangsang thought to herself, "Young master, your most expensive painting was only sold for twenty taels of silver, and even the most expensive one was sold. That day, you specially ordered me to cook a pot of braised pork to celebrate that I finally made a fool of a rich man. Now you say that your scrolls will not be sold for less than a thousand taels of gold. Although there are indeed many stupid and rich people in Chang 'an, how can there be so many fools?"
Looking at the strong puzzled look in the little girl's black eyes, Ning Que raised his eyebrows and explained with a smile, "Remember, we are too rich now, and we are not short of that little bit of wealth. This is like buying a horse's bones with a thousand taels of gold, and it can increase our reputation."
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According to his instructions, the next day, Sangsang removed most of his scrolls from the Old Brush Pen Shop, and then went to the Fragrance Workshop to buy a lot of new works of calligraphers. When there were customers who liked Ning Que's scrolls and inquired about them, she would honestly tell them that the owner's handwriting was extremely precious, so it could not be changed by a thousand taels of gold.
The development of the situation was different from what Ning Que had expected. Marking his calligraphy at a thousand taels of gold did not make the reputation of the Old Brush Pen Shop soar. Instead, the shop's business became worse and worse. Other than receiving a lot of cynicism such as "Is the boss of this shop crazy because of poverty", there was no other gain.
However, now that the master and the servant had suddenly become too damn rich from the poor, it was really like the poor suddenly getting rich. Even Sangsang did not care much about the income of the Old Brush Pen Shop, and Ning Que was busy reviewing his lessons in the Academy every day, and was busy going to the old library to ask his friend about the various Dharma Access in the cultivation world.
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