Traveling from The Deer and Ding Tale

Chapter 31

Zhou Pingan picked up the 100 taels of silver note on the table of the Eight Immortals, walked to the noodle stall, pulled up the shivering waiter who was hiding under the noodle stall, and said with a smile: "Xiaoer, what's your name? The 100 taels of silver, Is it enough to buy your noodle stall and handicrafts?"

"That's enough, little Liu Quansheng. But, guest officer, this little noodle stall and craftsmanship are really not worth so much money." The waiter in the shop was both surprised and happy.

"In this way, the 100 taels of silver can be regarded as the money I bought your noodle stall and handicrafts, and the 100 taels of silver can be regarded as the travel expenses I gave you. Now you rush to the capital and live near the Tianchi Silk and Satin Village in Jiuli Hutong in the east of the city. Recruit some people to teach them this craft, and I will reward you a lot after it is done."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhou Pingan's mind, and he suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.

Opened a chain store of Dalumianjia Inn.

And strive to open to all parts of the country.

In the future, the subordinates he gradually developed, the forces in the world, can use the chain store as their base, and it is very convenient to contact and send letters once there are tasks.

After all, this kind of chain store of noodle making and inn is not like a big restaurant and restaurant, which has a low reputation and is not easy to attract the attention of the government.

Of course, the most important thing is that this small second-hand shop is really good, and the stewed noodles are really delicious.

Zhou Pingan felt that even though he was rich, he could try to create a foundation in the Qing Dynasty to prove his ability and vision.

Even if it fails, it doesn't matter, there is money anyway.

Isn't money just for losing?

Even if the defeat is gone, just take a few more tricks and get them back. Anyway, there are so many tricks in the Qing Dynasty.

Liu Quansheng originally thought that he was going to be unlucky today, but he didn't expect such a big benefactor to fall from the sky. For a while, he didn't know what to do after taking the bank note in Zhou Ping'an's hand.

"Are you still leaving? Are you waiting for them to steal the money?" Zhou Ping'an smiled slightly.

When Liu Quansheng heard this, he immediately nodded and shook his head again and again, and then walked away like hell.

"Who the hell are you? How do you know the secret sign in my Tiandihui? If you have the guts to leave a name! My Tiandihui, Mr. Chen, will definitely visit you."

Huang Tiandang was afraid that Zhou Ping'an would attack him again, so he quickly took out the signs of Tiandihui and Chen Jinnan to embolden him.

Zhou Pingan didn't want to talk to Huang Tiandang at first, but when he said that someone who had the guts to leave a name, he was slightly taken aback, and secretly blamed himself, "Wist grass, yes, I forgot to give myself a famous name before walking in the rivers and lakes." Yes! Like Xu Tianchuan, they all have a monkey, and that monk even took a godsend photo for himself."

"But what name is loud and easy to remember? Nicholas Zhao can't, it's too rustic"

"Little White Dragon? Not good, Wei Xiaobao is dead, it's a bit unlucky. Jade-faced flying dragon. No way, just mentioning this will make people feel that there is a lot of meat on the face."

After thinking about it for a while, Zhou Ping'an found to his dismay that he hadn't been able to come up with a loud and memorable name.

Huang Tiandang saw that Zhou Ping'an was silent and frowned when he heard him move out the name of Chen Jinnan, the chief rudder of the Tiandihui, and thought that Zhou Ping'an was afraid.

Immediately smiled grinningly and said: "You have offended our Tiandihui, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, we will kill you. Unless you then cut off your hands and hand over 1 taels of silver, this incense master can still have a lot of adults, consider letting go You live forever"

However, Huang Tiandang hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly discovered that a shoehorn had stepped on his face, and Huang Tiandang's two front teeth had been trampled off at that time.

"It's really poor money that has never seen the world, and my hands are worth 1 taels of silver?" Zhou Ping'an was very upset.

"More than that, it's worth at least 5000 taels of silver, oh. Young man, please forgive me, don't step on it, I'm a big gold tooth!" Huang Tiandang cried and begged for mercy.

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This time, Zhou Ping'an was really speechless, telling you that my hands are worth more than 1 taels, so you just say 5000 taels of silver?

You don't even dare to think too big about the number of silver coins?
Is this the so-called poverty that limits imagination?
No wonder at that time, it was also regarded as the mid-level and high-level Fengji in Qingmutang. The Qing Dynasty gave him the position of guerrilla general equivalent to a company commander, and he rebelled.

"Guess, what is this young hero's Jianghu name? You guessed right, this young hero will give you 1000 taels of silver to fill your big golden teeth." Zhou Ping'an suddenly had a whim.

The so-called three cobblers stink Zhuge Liang, Huang Tiandang and the others have traveled the rivers and lakes for many years, and they must have heard and seen a lot of popular names. Zhou Pingan felt that maybe he could get some useful information from them.

"The young hero is a little red in the Central Plains? The hidden man with the holy hand? Ximen blowing the flute? Nan Batian? The ghost sees sorrow? The lone ranger of thousands of miles? Gan Linhui the flying witch of the seven provinces"

Huang Tiandang thought for a while, and said all the Jianghu names he could think of, but none of them were of reference value.

"Tama De, you incense master came through Chen Jinnan's back door, right?" Zhou Ping'an kicked Huang Tiandang unconscious.

"Guess, if you guess right, you will be rewarded with 1000 taels of silver, if you guess wrong, it will be the same as Huang Tiandang." Zhou Ping'an looked at the big man in sackcloth who was closest to him leisurely.

This big man in linen clothes was slapped on the bench by Zhou Pingan just now. His face was still swollen. Lao Gao looked at Zhou Pingan with fear and said: "Young hero is Shi Gandang? Only three in one day? Thousand cups of lay people? Fight all over the world. Invincible? Megatron in Henan, Hebei and parts of Shandong and Shanxi?"

"Are you leeks just a gangster?" Zhou Ping'an was a little depressed and kicked the big man in linen clothes unconscious.

"Tell me." Zhou Ping'an looked at the second big man in sackcloth, feeling a little upset in his heart.

"Thousand-armed Tathagata? Soul Chaser? Subduing Tiger Arhat? Subduing Dragon Arhat? Moyun Hand? Qingcheng Sixiu? Tota Hand? Five-way God? Iron-armed Arhat? Ben Leishou? Wu Zhuge? God Bullet? Megatron Heshuo? Longevity Guigong? Chilling Northwest"

Zhou Pingan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense anymore and kicked him directly.

After asking around, no one's answer could inspire Zhou Pingan, which made Zhou Pingan extremely depressed.

Just as he kicked the last sackclothed man unconscious, Zhou Pingan took two steps with his hands behind his back, and suddenly realized that he had thought of a name in the world that was cool enough, easy to remember, and high enough.

"Let me tell you, my young hero's name is Zhou Yuan, and his name in Jianghu is mediocre, big brother."

After Zhou Ping'an finished speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, why didn't these people react at all?

Was it conquered like this?
Or did the title of this young hero get too good, and it blinded your titanium alloy dog ​​eyes?

However, when Zhou Pingan turned around and wanted to ask Huang Tiandang and others what they thought of his mediocre title as senior brother, Zhou Pingan discovered to his amazement that there were only 30 people in the Tiandihui Huang Shangtang below Huang Tiandang. , just now, they were all kicked unconscious by him.
(End of this chapter)