As long as there are enough vests, the plot can't kill me

After leaving the noodle shop, the two moved slowly with the flow of people on the street, looking like travelers visiting this small town.

Suddenly, Lin Xiao stopped and asked inexplicably, "Uncle Kun, do you want to experience the feeling of making money yourself?"

make money?

Uncle Kun was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but curl his lips, "Girl, are you bankrupt?"

Hearing the bankruptcy, Lin Xiao laughed and said, "I need your help with something."

Uncle Kun certainly knew that the little girl had other intentions. After all, given Young Master Lin's previous foundation, how could he be short of money so quickly?

When he heard that Lin Xiao had something to ask for, and it was related to making money, he instantly became interested.

No matter how high a cultivator's cultivation level is, or how powerful his combat power is, it still costs money.

Uncle Kun doesn’t usually care much about money, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to make money.

Without the support of family and sect forces, the life of the powerful may not be easy.

Whether you are willing to spend lavishly is one thing, but whether you have money on you is another.

Especially for a great monk like the Sword Saint, who is a loner and has made a huge name for himself, it is even more difficult to make money if he does not join a force.

Because they have to maintain their style, their every move is watched by others, they cannot act like ordinary cultivators, nor can they openly bully the weak and commit acts of robbery.

Even though Uncle Kun never cares about those false reputations, he has his own set of principles and there are many things he cannot do.

This resulted in the fact that before meeting Lin Xiao, all of Lord Sword Saint's savings were not enough to pay for a meal for Young Master Lin. The broken sword on his body had been used for hundreds of years, and someone couldn't stand it anymore so he bought him a new one.

When it comes to the ability to make money, Uncle Kun admires the little girl in front of him from the bottom of his heart and feels that it is as easy as picking up money.

"Girl, tell me quickly."

It was rare to see Uncle Kun interested in anything other than sharpening knives. Lin Xiao smiled gently and pointed at the stalls along the road with his eyes.

"Uncle Kun, Blue Moon City belongs to the Kingdom of Yue, which is a vassal state of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The common currency here is actually the five-zhu coins of the Zhou Dynasty."

"Five-zhu coins, and then what?" Uncle Kun was confused and didn't know what this had to do with making money.

"Think about it, what did the shop owner say when you were checking out just now?"

"The meal costs forty-five baht, and if you pay with spirit stones it only costs..." Uncle Kun realized something when he was halfway through his speech.

The noodle shop owner was obviously a cultivator who had just established his foundation and was in urgent need of spirit stones to consolidate his realm.

Therefore, when collecting money, he would take the initiative to offer discounts, hoping that the customers would pay with spirit stones.

It is not difficult to judge from the other party's tone that one low-grade spirit stone should normally be equal to ten Zhu coins in this city.

"Girl, are you saying that spirit stones are worth a lot more than the official amount?"

Lin Xiao was not surprised by Uncle Kun's sharpness.

She nodded slightly, then pulled the man aside and said, "Uncle Kun, there must be a black market in the city where Wuzhu coins can be exchanged for spirit stones. Look at those kids, they are the ones who spread the news."

Uncle Kun looked as he was told, and indeed found that there were quite a few children playing around not far away, just like ordinary children.

If one does not pay special attention, most people would not notice that underneath that innocent smile there is a hint of vigilance.

Without this premise, you will naturally not notice the little movements of the children's hands.

Use children to let off steam?

In the past twenty years, Uncle Kun has seen all kinds of business methods. After a little thought, he understood the benefits of doing this, which is insignificant.

"Girl, do you want me to get involved in the black market?"

"No, I want you to become the Dark Night Overlord of Blue Moon City and the actual ruler of the black market."

Lin Xiao succinctly stated his plan and fiercely added a bargaining chip, "Uncle Kun, you be the owner of the black market, and I will be the young master, how about it?"

The daughter of a gangster, that sounds very exciting!

"Girl, are you sure you want to be the young master?"

Uncle Kun could not resist this temptation. He wished he could kidnap the owner of the black market right now and go through the property transfer procedures on the spot.

in principle?

This girl has already said that she is the young master, so what is the point of talking about principles? Principles are meant to be broken at critical moments.

Someone is willing to sacrifice his reputation to become a sworn brother, so it's not impossible for him to bully the weak for once!

Lin Xiao's ability to balance the odds was outstanding, and just a statement from him instantly gave the Sword Master confidence.

"Of course it's true. Could it be that you think I'm unworthy?"

"What bullshit are you talking about? Let's go home first." Uncle Kun changed his usual temper and said something harsh.

After marking the place with his spiritual sense, he simply put aside his identity as a guard and took Lin Xiao directly back to the newly purchased yard.

"Girl, go get some sleep first. I'll go out for a walk and be back soon."

After settling the people down and activating all the formations, Lord Sword Saint could not wait until dark and hurried out.

Lin Xiao didn't have time to say a word and could only laugh as he watched the other person walk away.

Unlike Pavilion Master Mo, Young Master Lin could clearly sense that the man wanted something from him, and the two of them had been getting along in a mutually beneficial way over the years.

But Uncle Kun didn’t have any. He had been with a little girl for so many years, but apart from getting a new knife, he had not received any wages.

For twenty years, he has remained the same, without revealing any purpose at all.

Until the day he left home, Lin Xiao called him "brother" in front of his biological father, but he accidentally discovered a trace of loneliness on the Sword Saint's face.

It was at that moment that she finally understood something.

Perhaps, Uncle Kun had no purpose at all, and perhaps he himself didn't know why he stayed with a little girl.

Just because I care, I feel lost.

The Sword Master ignored his own strengths, compared his weaknesses with the strengths of others, and finally came to the conclusion that he was not as good as the Master of Piaomiao Pavilion, who had a wealthy family and a great fortune.

"Haha, God is always like this. He either doesn't give anything to you, or he tries to stuff it in your mouth without caring whether others can take it or not."

As Lin Xiao was laughing, the image of his biological mother suddenly appeared in his mind, and he was so scared that his ears began to hurt.

Mrs. Lin was obsessed with cultivation, so obsessed that she even neglected her husband and daughter. Lin Dami understood why, and Lin Xiaoxiao naturally knew it too.

Now that she has settled the matter, it is equivalent to directly notifying Comrade Xiao Rou to retire early.

If this is not handled properly, something serious could happen!

In order to avoid being beaten, Young Master Lin specially arranged a new position for his mother as the head of Mofeng City, so that the old comrade would not suffer from retirement syndrome.

Similarly, the black market was a business she had specifically chosen so that Uncle Kun could have more confidence.

If the teacher were still here, he would probably have a similar personality.

In short, elders who care about their reputation are the most troublesome!

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Xiao opened his mouth and yawned. The power of his master's finger was so great that he still has sequelae.

She was too lazy to think too much, so she fell forward and soon fell asleep on the bed.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but when I woke up again, it was already dark outside.

"Girl, are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" Hearing the noise in the house, Uncle Kun paused from sharpening the knife and asked immediately.

A familiar voice came from outside the door. Lin Xiao took a moment to understand the situation. Then he opened the door while yawning.

When she arrived at the yard, she saw Uncle Kun who was busy working, as well as a few unfamiliar faces who were huddled together.

"Uncle Kun, have you finished your work?"

"Ah."

With only a one-word answer and the knife-sharpening action that was about to go awry, Lin Xiao almost laughed out loud.

It is said that no matter what species, when trying to hide embarrassment, they usually pretend to be busy.

Uncle Kun, don’t you know what to do next?

"Who are these?"

Young Master Lin, who is well versed in business, has a very discerning eye. She was afraid of angering others, and she didn't know how real the surprise on her face was.

But Uncle Kun is not stupid. The more serious the little girl's expression is, the less serious he should take it. For example, now, she must be laughing in her heart.

He glared at the few good-for-nothings around him, then gently slammed the scabbard into the ground, revealing his powerful demeanor.

"Are you all mute? Call someone!"

"Hello, young master." Under the pressure of the boss's power, the three of them bowed.

During this time, they have figured out who has the final say in this courtyard.

This smiling little girl in front of me seems to be easier to get along with than the big guy who is always sharpening his knife. She must be very kind-hearted!

So, in order to save his life, the former boss of the Blue Moon City black market performed a medical miracle on the spot, and his hunchback and stuttering were cured instantly.

"Young Master, I am Ge Wen. I used to be a spiritual chef, and my skills are pretty good. What would you like to eat?"