Old time light and shadow

Although He Sinian squinted his drunken eyes, he still took a panoramic view of Cheng Xiyi's actions. Fu///Shou Gao, to put it nicely, isn't it a poison that hurts people.

Fushou Fushou, this thing will not only increase happiness and longevity, but will also obliterate everything.

When he was in the opera gardens in Beijing, He Sinian often saw down-and-out aristocrats holding long cigarette sticks in their hands, with sallow complexions but still puffing, with a very satisfied expression on their faces.

He Sinian was curious about what it was, but Jiang Anyi seemed to hate it very much. Whenever he saw it, he would frown in disgust and tell He Sinian not to touch it.

He Sinian was still immersed in the memory, Cheng Xiyi looked at He Sinian unmoved, bent his elbow to retract the box, and dug a little bit out of it with his long little fingernail.

Cheng Xiyi looked at the transparent nails in his hand which were full of black solids, with a fascinated look in his eyes,

"This opium business is the most profitable." It seemed to be said to He Sinian, but it seemed to be said to himself, "But anyone who gets involved will not be able to escape."

"It's just some plants, dried and solidified, boiled and fermented, they can be sold at a high price."

"And we just need to bring these things back, and someone will come to the door and beg us to sell them to him."

"Even if you are too poor, you still have to steal and rob to satisfy your appetite."

Seeing Cheng Xiyi's smile, He Sinian suddenly felt a little creepy, "Miss Cheng learned this when she was studying in Japan?"

Maybe it was because the wine was a bit too much, but He Sinian spoke without any scruples, and there was some sarcasm in his tone.

"Call me Yuko." Cheng Xiyi turned to look at him, with a smile in his eyes, "Is it important to learn something?"

"This kind of harmful stuff is really only taught by Japanese pirates." He Sinian disdainfully.

"Harmful?" Cheng Xiyi raised his eyebrows and chuckled, scoffing at He Sinian's words.

"The Ming and Qing governments back then, and the Republic of China today, from the princes and aristocrats to the common people, didn't they all smoke things."

He Sinian took another sip of wine,

"If you don't sell it, they won't smoke it."

"If they don't buy it, our business can't go on." Cheng Xiyi sniffed the smell of blessing///shou balm on his nails, showing an intoxicated expression, "In the end, it's just a wish to fight and a wish to suffer." That's all."

That almost crazy smile made He Sinian's skin crawl,

"If it wasn't for the addictiveness of this thing, how could they be willing to be beaten!"

"Who can blame me for being so cheap." Cheng Xiyi chuckled disdainfully, "Who doesn't know that he will be addicted? They clearly know it in their hearts, and they still enjoy it just the same."

He Sinian was at a loss for words.

Cheng Xiyi wiped off the big eyes on the nails with a handkerchief, wiped them clean carefully,

"We are just ordinary businessmen. We have the final say on what to sell. Whether or not it can be sold depends on these ordinary people."

"If they are willing to buy it, we will have something to eat. If they don't want to buy it, we will naturally die of poverty."

Cheng Xiyi looked at He Sinian with a smile on his face, "How about it, is He Ershao interested?"

He Sinian was categorical, "No!" He said with a serious tone.

A hero would not do such a thing that harms morality.He is still preparing to be a hero in the future!If you don't want to be a hero, you should be a formidable officer like Brother Qing!

What is it to buy this kind of thing to earn a small amount of money.

Cheng Xiyi didn't say anything else, put her hair behind her ear, chuckled and said,

"Commander Gu is relatively short of money recently."

He Sinian's pupils suddenly constricted, how could she know!

Gu Qingjiu's military supplies in various places were destroyed, and he looked for Gu Qingjiu everywhere to ask for money, but it was just a word, it is difficult to do things without money.Gu Qingjiu is not the God of Wealth, where does a military officer get so much money.It's not as close as Nanjing's with the Wang family, so where can I find money.

He Sinian only learned about this kind of thing by copying letters for Gu Qingjiu, so where did Cheng Xiyi know about it?

He Sinian narrowed his eyes, "Commander Gu has never been short of money."

"Really." Cheng Xiyi gently fiddled with his ear hair, "So Er Shao He is not interested in cooperating with me?"

"Indeed not." He Sinian squinted his eyes halfway, with a drunken smile on his lips.

Cheng Xiyi pursed his lips, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still

"It's okay, Young Master He will be interested."

He Sinian tilted his head, "Miss Cheng is really confident."

"Yuki." Cheng Xiyi corrected him again, and then smiled, "I've always been a confident person."