Chapter 240: Fair Trade
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To be killed by your grandnephew, yet you still call him your idol. You old man’s thinking is a bit dangerous.
Zhang Qiming didn’t know what to say.
“In the Jianghu, as long as you can get money, earn money, that’s a skill!” Nangong Di said eloquently: “The money earned by selling your ass is the same as the money you earn from hard work, isn’t it all money? Is there a difference?”
“With money, your Golden Buddha Temple can spread the Dharma. Our Nangong family can continue the family inheritance. Martial arts, martial arts, where does martial arts inheritance come from without money!”
“In this life, everything else is fake, only money is real!”
“People like Zhou Xian, who want money or death, are true heroes! It’s a pity that the Jianghu still speaks with strength, otherwise Zhou Xian might have a vast world!”
“Master Yideng is a high monk of the Golden Buddha Temple, so he must have a deeper understanding of this! I also understood these truths after I was in my decades and accomplished nothing. ” Nangong Di said with emotion.
I understand your MDGB, your kind of speech, in our Yangzhou, you would be hanged from a streetlight.
One’s life cannot only be about money!
People are not slaves to money, people live to do what they want to do!
There are still dreams in one’s life!
But at this time, Zhang Qiming endured the discomfort in his heart. If he didn’t want to continue listening to what medicine this guy was selling in his gourd, he really wanted to kill him with one sword.
He said lightly: “For money, the Golden Buddha Temple can even sell the rope that hanged themselves!”
“Ah, yes, yes, yes! That’s it!” Nangong Di was overjoyed, he patted his thigh and said: “As expected of a master, that’s Zen!”
“This alms-giving contract has a clause called guaranteed contract, which means that at least a certain amount of money is guaranteed every year. ” The more Nangong Di looked at Zhang Qiming, the more pleasing he was to the eye, and he continued to show off: “The Golden Buddha Temple suffered a catastrophe, and the alms-giving was too much before. Now the people of Picheng are also more resistant to the alms-giving of the Golden Buddha Temple. ”
Isn’t that right? Those bald donkeys said that the Buddha blesses your house with peace. In the blink of an eye, they were hanged to death inside the Golden Buddha Temple.
Oh, the Buddha blesses others, but not the bald donkeys themselves.
This Buddha…… I’m crying to death.
The people of Picheng are not stupid, after this incident, who would believe in the Golden Buddha Temple?
“So, as long as there is a middleman who talks to the City Lord, the guaranteed alms-giving can be lowered. For example, ten taels of gold per year. Then, if you subcontract it, it will be one hundred taels, two hundred taels of gold. ”
“Guaranteed profit!” Nangong Di said: “Master, do you understand?”
Zhang Qiming already understood Nangong Di’s intention, after all this time, it was to make money for himself, he asked: “Then the question is, where is this middleman!”
Nangong Di said: “This old man is not talented, but he has some face in front of my grandnephew. ”
“After the matter is completed……” Zhang Qiming said: “30/70 split?”
“Why only 70%!” Nangong Di said anxiously.
“70% is mine!” Zhang Qiming said: “30% is not a small amount for you!”
“Master Yideng!” Nangong Di’s eyes darkened, his voice turned cold and said: “Master, I brought you into the partnership, and I gave up my face, and in the end, I only get 30%! This is not appropriate, is it?”
“Appropriate, it’s very fucking appropriate. ” Zhang Qiming also looked at him coldly and said: “I killed the monks of the Golden Buddha Temple. ”
Being stared at by Zhang Qiming like this, Nangong Di felt the murderous aura coming towards him, making his back feel cold.
Only then did he remember that the person in front of him was the ruthless person who had wiped out the entire Golden Buddha Temple, and his identity as the City Lord’s third uncle seemed to be useless at this time.
But he couldn’t be so cowardly.
Thinking of his idol Zhou Xian, Nangong Di gritted his teeth against the murderous aura released by Zhang Qiming and said: “60%! It can’t be less!”
Zhang Qiming said coldly: “40%! It can’t be more!”
“50%! 50/50, fair!” Nangong Di stretched out five fingers and said.
“…” Zhang Qiming looked at Nangong Di, who wanted money but not his life, and really didn’t know what to say.
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With your mentality, you can do anything.
“Okay! 50/50, fair!” Zhang Qiming restrained his murderous aura and said: “I, this person, like fairness the most!”
“Fairness is good!” Nangong Di also said: “I also like fairness!”
“Then please introduce me to City Lord Nangong!” Zhang Qiming said with a smile.
His original plan was to wait for the follow-up monks of the Golden Buddha Temple, if they were below True Realm martial artists, then he would directly kill them. If they were True Realm martial artists, then he would shift the blame, provoke conflict between the True Realm martial artists and City Lord Nangong, and reap the benefits.
Suddenly, a fool who wanted money but not his life came to his door, just in time to take advantage of him and get the alms-giving contract from City Lord Nangong.
As long as the general contract for alms-giving is in hand, other temples that go to collect alms without going through the general contract will be breaking the rules of Picheng, and naturally someone will come forward to uphold these rules.
Even the monks of the Golden Buddha Temple.
At that time, if he instigates a little more, there will definitely be a good show.
As for making money by subcontracting, how is that possible!
If this matter gets back to Yangzhou, wouldn’t he become the shame of Qing Shan Martial Academy and be ridiculed for decades!
Besides, such a thing is too far from his thoughts.
He really can’t do it by bullying others to make money.
No wonder, Teacher always compares the Jianghu to a cesspit.
Talking and working with people whose minds are full of feces, isn’t that eating shit!
Ugh!
Don’t want to think about it!
“Alright! Today happens to be the day to collect tribute, it’s really providence!” Nangong Di said: “I have a good relationship with my grandnephew, this little matter will definitely be a piece of cake! Come with me!”
So the two left the teahouse and walked towards the City Lord’s Mansion.
As for the tea money?
Third Master drinking your tea is giving you face!
Behind them, the rogue from the Whistling Wind Hall who had been kicked by Zhang Qiming said to his leader: “Boss, it’s that person who always likes to meddle in other people’s business. ”
The leader beside him looked at Nangong Di who was walking with Zhang Qiming and said: “How did this person get mixed up with Third Master! Let’s go, let’s go back and report to the gang leader. ”
Picheng is not too big, and the City Lord’s Mansion is not far from them. Zhang Qiming and Nangong Di entered the City Lord’s Mansion from the side door.
“Why not go through the main gate!” Zhang Qiming said after entering the City Lord’s Mansion.
“The main gate is not open for us!” Nangong Di said casually.
“Why? Isn’t the gate meant to be opened?” Zhang Qiming felt something was wrong, if you don’t open the gate, why build a main gate!
“Unless a True Realm martial artist visits, the main gate will not be opened!” Nangong Di explained: “There are also many rules in the City Lord’s Mansion, just follow me. ”
What rules, sooner or later, kill the City Lord of Picheng and turn the City Lord’s Mansion into a public park!
When he was in Yangzhou, the parks he occasionally visited on weekends came from this.
But he quickly dismissed this idea, because the City Lord’s Mansion in Picheng was too strange.
Nangong Zhao’s home.
