Reverend Insanity

(ps: Alas, because there are too many things poured into it, the speed of codewords is slow. I vomited blood four times, I really tried my best, and I didn’t move. Everyone gave so many monthly passes, subscriptions and rewards to let I am moved and a little ashamed! But the articles are different, the speed of coding is different, and the update situation of each person is also different. I will write this book with heart and will not be sloppy. There is one chapter today that I am not satisfied with, It is directly deleted and rewritten. After it is put on the shelves, it is usually guaranteed to have two updates a day, at 8:00 am and 14:00 pm. If there is a manuscript, it will explode on holidays, and it will explode on the list. I will work hard for three changes tomorrow and repay everyone's support!)

The wine shop is not big, but the location is very good. It is located on the east side of the cottage, next to the east gate.

The east gate and the north gate are the two gates with the largest flow of people. Therefore, every afternoon or evening, the business of the wine shop will be good.

"Young Master, please take a seat." An old man, Fang Yuan, nodded and bowed.

A few guys wiped the bench and table vigorously, smiling flatteringly at Fang Yuan with a look of flattery.

Fang Yuan shook his head, and did not take a seat, but wandered freely in this restaurant, looking around. He secretly said in his heart, "This is my wine shop."

This wine shop has only one floor, but there is an underground wine cellar.

The ground is covered with large and square blue bricks, and there are eight square tables, two of which are against the wall, and the other six tables are surrounded by four long stools.

Entering the door of the restaurant, you can see a dark brown long counter. On the counter were pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and abacus. Behind the counter is the wine cabinet, with large and small wine jars on it. Some are black pottery wine jars. Some are small bottles of bright porcelain.

Fang Yuan walked casually, the old man and a few buddies of course did not dare to sit down, they all followed step by step.

They were all uneasy, and the news of the change of owners of the wine shop came very suddenly. The previous owner, Gu Yue Frozen Earth, was as shrewd as a ghost, strict and harsh, and they were overwhelmed. The young man in front of him could actually take the wine shop out of Gu Yue Frozen Earth's hands. Forcibly grabbing it, this method is incredible. So these people looked at Fang Yuan with unease and fear.

Fang Yuan suddenly stopped: "Yes, but this shop is a little small."

The old man hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and replied, "That's right, the young master. Every summer, we build a shed at the outer gate. We'll put some tables and stools. But now it's cold in winter, and there's no one to sit in the shed. . So it was withdrawn."

Fang Yuan turned slightly sideways. Glancing at the old man: "Are you the shopkeeper?"

The old man was bent lower,

The more respectful he said: "I don't dare to be, I don't dare to be. The Shaodong's restaurant is yours. Whoever you want to be the shopkeeper will be the shopkeeper."

Fang Yuan nodded and glanced at the other guys, who seemed to be smart and capable guys.

If on earth. He has to worry that the shopkeeper and the man will join forces and deceive his master. But in this world. Gu Masters are aloof, killing mortals is just a matter of thought. Even if the uncle and aunt instructed. These mortals would never dare to target Fang Yuan.

"Okay, go get the account book and pour me a pot of tea." Fang Yuan sat down.

"Yes, young master." The shopkeeper and the man were in a hurry.

There are sixteen volumes in the account book, and the bamboo paper used in each volume has a faint green color. In the hand, it is much more brittle and harder than rice paper, which is suitable for humid climates like southern Xinjiang.

Fang Yuan took out a few volumes, browsed a little, and asked some questions.

The shopkeeper responded quickly, and after a while, he was sweating profusely.

Fang Yuan founded the Blood Wing Demon Sect in his previous life. He taught hundreds of thousands of people. Naturally, he has rich experience and old eyes. Others may be confused and dazzled when they see the account book. But in his eyes, any doubts are clearly discernible and penetrating.

This restaurant is ranked second after the nine-leaf vitality grass, and Fang Yuan naturally has to firmly grasp it.

The problems in this account book are not big, they belong to some errors and omissions. These mortals still dare not be presumptuous.

However, Fang Yuan turned over the last page and found that Gu Yue Frozen Earth had taken away all the income for this month.

"Young master, this is mentioned by the previous master himself, and the younger ones don't dare to disobey." The shopkeeper replied, wiping his sweat, his aged body was already trembling slightly, and his face was very pale.

Fang Yuan remained silent, put the account book on the table gently, and glanced at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper suddenly felt a huge pressure, like a mountain. Frightened, he fell to his knees with a thud.

Seeing that the shopkeeper all knelt down, and the other guys were also smart, and immediately knelt down one by one.

Fang Yuan sat safely, turned his eyes and glanced at them.

The guys suddenly felt as if they were in the midst of ice and snow, unable to resist Fang Yuan's aura, and they were all silent.

For mortals like them, the work of a wine shop is not only stable but also safe, which is the most ideal. So they don't want to lose the job.

Fang Yuan saw that the effect of Liwei had arrived, and it was too late, so he slowly said: "Forget about the past, I don't care. I looked at the account books, and your wages are a little low. In the future, the wages of the guys will increase by 20%. Increase by 40%. If you work hard, you will benefit."

After speaking, Fang Yuan got up and walked towards the door.

Everyone knelt on the ground and was stunned for a while, then they came to understand, all tears spewed and flowed across their faces.

"Thank you for the great kindness of the young master!"

"The young master is kind and generous, and the younger ones must work hard!"

"You are our reborn parents, young master, please walk slowly."

There were voices of gratitude from the crowd behind them, and the sound of constantly kowtowing and hitting the blue bricks on their foreheads.

With both grace and power, no matter which world, it is the only way to be controlled by the superior. Among them, prestige is the foundation, and under prestige, any small favor will be magnified thousands of times.

Without the grace of prestige, you will only get the name of a bad and good person. Even over time, such kindness will not only lead to no gratitude, but will lead to coveting and disaster.

"However, the means of these imperial masters. They are all small paths. On earth, they will be admired by the world, but here, the only way is to improve one's own strength. No, even on earth, strength is the first."

Fang Yuan couldn't help but think of Chizu of the Red Dynasty.

Back then, Chizu also went through a lot of hardships and came to a conclusion: political power grows out of the barrel of a gun!

This is the naked truth - the foundation of any regime is power. so-called rights. It's just an accessory to power.

In fact, not only power, wealth and beauty, but also the derivatives of power.

After leaving this restaurant, Fang Yuan went to the three bamboo buildings.

These three bamboo buildings were rented out by my uncle and aunt, and they were almost full of people.

This world pays attention to prolific reproduction. for an increasingly large population. The cottage space is narrow.

In the family, there is a system of eldest son succession. The other children are left to fend for themselves. Many even rely on family policy. Divided some meager property and worked hard outside, but throughout his life, his savings were not enough to buy a bamboo house.

As a result, raising Gu consumes a lot. Second, the space in the cottage is limited and the house price is expensive.

Of course outside the cottage. Naturally, it is possible to build houses at will, but it is very unsafe. There will always be beasts and venomous snakes. break into the house. Especially every time the beast tide passes, no matter what houses are outside the village. will be destroyed.

The expansion of the cottage is the only solution.

But once it is expanded, there will be more places to defend on the periphery, and the beast tide will come, and with the power of the cottage, it will not be able to defend at all. Furthermore, the place is big, and if there are Gu Masters from other cottages infiltrating, it will be difficult to guard and search.

Historically, the Guyue Cottage has been expanded several times, but it has been destroyed by the beast tide. After learning from the experience and lessons, the cottage is now the largest scale.

Fang Yuan browsed through it, and after understanding some of the situation, he knew it.

The three bamboo buildings were all well managed by the uncle and aunt, and the rents were customized to benefit, so they simply developed accordingly. He did the math and found that the three bamboo buildings brought him benefits, although not as much as those of the wine shop, but they were not much different.

The overall situation is much more optimistic than Fang Yuan had expected.

Just the day before yesterday, he was just an empty-handed, poor boy with less than five primeval stones on his body. Now he has suddenly entered the ranks of the small rich in the family.

The female tenants who rented the house were all rank 2 female Gu Masters who had been wandering around. After learning Fang Yuan's identity, they all looked at him with a charming look.

As long as they can get close to Fang Yuan and marry Fang Yuan, for these female Gu Masters, they won't have to run around outside and risk death from now on, so they can live a stable life.

This kind of life is also what they have worked hard and have always wanted to pursue.

In other words, as long as Fang Yuan is willing, he can even retire immediately and live the rich life that his uncle once enjoyed.

He hooked his finger, and many female Gu Masters would swarm over.

"But none of this is what I want." Fang Yuan stood on the second floor of the Bamboo Building, letting the hot gazes of the female Gu Masters fall on him.

In the distance, the green hills stretched continuously, like a recumbent giant, sleeping soundly with the gray-blue sky as a quilt covering him.

Thousands of miles of rivers, vast land, when will I be able to let me go?

The situation is changing, dragons and snakes come to the land, when will we be able to look down on all living beings?

"Since rebirth, I have been drifting with the waves like duckweed without roots. Now I have tried my best. With this property, it can be called the foundation. It can be regarded as successful self-reliance and standing on the heels. Next, it is to dig out the inheritance of flower wine, work hard and cultivate. Go to Rank 3 and conquer the world!" Fang Yuan's dark eyes were burning with flames.

Qingmao Mountain is just one of the 100,000 mountains in the southern border. And the southern border is just a corner of the world.

Too small, too small! How could such a place carry his ambitions?

Compared with his ambitions, these Xu family properties, which others have been fighting for, are as small as a speck of dust.

"Brother, come down, I have something to tell you." At some point, Gu Yue Fangzheng came down to the bamboo building, raised his head and shouted to Fang Yuan.

"Huh?" Fang Yuan's thoughts were interrupted, his face was indifferent, and he looked at Fang Zheng downstairs.

The brothers looked at each other, speechless for a while...

Brother Fangzheng was standing downstairs, shrouded in the shadow of another building. On his raised face, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were twinkling.

Brother Fang Yuan was standing upstairs, the sun was bathing him, and under his slightly drooping eyes, his pupils were as dark as night.

Similar faces are reflected in similar eyes.

Fang Yuan was not at all surprised by the appearance of his younger brother. Fangzheng is a weapon used by uncles and aunts to compete for family property.

However, what can be done?

Fang Yuan was condescending, looking down at Fang Zheng, and he let out a soft sigh in his heart: "What about A-level aptitude, it's just a chess piece to the left and right... It's really small."