Siheyuan: One hundred thousand dead soldiers at the beginning, the beast is numb

Three o'clock in the morning.

Yang Ping climbed over the wall and left the compound, riding his bicycle to the Xidan Black Market.

The compound is about six kilometers away from Xidan, and it takes a normal person twenty minutes to ride a bicycle. However, Yang Ping's strengthened physique makes it faster, and it takes seven or eight minutes to get there.

As usual, he came to a dark and deserted alley and put his bicycle into the system space.

After that, come out of the alley and enter the black market.

His face had already been changed using his inner energy when he left the compound, so there was no need to change it anymore. In the future, he would show his true face to others and others would not be able to recognize him.

Xidan Black Market is almost as busy as other black markets, but there are not so many stalls, more than a hundred, which is less than other black markets with more than two hundred.

The format is similar to the Dongdan Black Market, with stalls set up in an alley.

Likewise, alleys extend in all directions, making it easy to escape in case of an unexpected situation.

Yang Ping felt it for a while and found that there were thirty-two dead soldiers here, basically all stall owners, and the number was not bad. With so many stall owners helping to sell goods, the sales volume would not be much worse.

He did not immediately look for these dead soldiers, but wandered around the Xidan Black Market to feel the atmosphere here.

Suddenly, the figure of a village girl dressed up attracted his attention.

Seeing such a familiar figure, he immediately recognized it. This person was Song Hongling. He had not seen her for a few days and had changed very quickly. She suddenly dressed up as a village girl and wore double ponytails.

When he noticed Song Hongling, the other party also noticed it. He turned his head and looked at Yang Ping, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Why did you come here?"

Yang Ping leaned over and asked.

"Come and have a look."

Song Hongling naturally wouldn't tell the truth.

Especially when she didn't know Yang Ping's identity.

She checked a lot of identity information, even found out Yang Ping's appearance, and asked some people, but no one knew him. He was quite mysterious.

"I can help if needed. Yang

Ping said.

After all, he is working for the country. It is not easy for Song Hongling, a girl in her twenties. If he can help, he will definitely help.

Song Hongling hesitated for a while, then shook his head and said

"unnecessary!"

Although it would be easier with one more person to help, she still decided to deal with it alone.

After that, she didn't stay too long, entered the crowd and disappeared.

Yang Ping watched her leave.

Since he didn't need it, he also No matter how hard he tried, he continued to walk around the black market.

When the time was almost up, he walked towards the direction of the dead man.

"Who is the boss here who collects stall fees?.？"

He came to the stall and asked

"Lin Yaobei also has a younger brother named Lin Yaodong!"

The stall owner responded.

Yang Ping's eyes flickered. He recalled the information about the dead soldiers and found that there was really a man named Lin Yaodong. The name was a bit interesting. He had the same name as Uncle Dong, but he didn't know what his abilities were.

He stood up and felt Lin Yaodong. He walked over to where he was.

Lin Yaodong was also setting up a stall selling antiques, and did not follow his brother's men to keep tabs on him.

"Guest, this thing is genuine, used by Emperor Qianlong. You can check it out for yourself. It is a genuine thing, and I don’t want more. I only want you 100 yuan."

He was fooling a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man hesitated a lot and was a little uncertain for a moment.

"Come on, if this guest doesn’t want it, I’ll give it to you for 100 yuan."

Yang Ping took out 100 yuan and said

"Come on!"

Lin Yaodong didn't hesitate, he immediately agreed and wanted to take the bottle from the middle-aged man's hand.

"No, I haven't decided whether I want it or not, so you can't give it to others. This is not the rule of antiques."

The middle-aged people naturally disagree.

"Okay, guest, do you want it? If not, I will give this to another guest."

Lin Yaodong took back his hand and asked

"I think your price is a bit expensive. If it were 80 yuan, I would be willing to take it."

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said

"this..."

Lin Yaodong's face was full of hesitation.

Obviously, Yang Ping wanted to give 100 yuan, but this person was only willing to pay 80 yuan, which made him somewhat unhappy.

"If you don't agree, I won't put this bottle away and waste it with you."

The middle-aged man used his trump card.

Lin Yaodong looked at Yang Ping, then at the middle-aged man, gritted his teeth, and decided. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Okay, since you sincerely want it, I will lose the 20 yuan and you can take the 80 yuan."

"become!"

The middle-aged man took out 80 yuan, threw it on the stall, hugged the bottle and left quickly, not daring to waste a moment.

"hey-hey!"

Lin Yaodong was extremely happy and said[]

"Yang Ping, thanks to you this time, otherwise the 80 yuan would have been wasted."

The fact that he calls Yang Ping by his name is not disloyal, but that he has a high spirit and can't bear to call others master.

Yang Ping doesn't care, since he is a dead soldier anyway, he can call himself anything.

"It just so happened that he believed it. If it were anyone else, he probably wouldn't be able to get into this game."

He said with a smile.

Just now he saw the middle-aged man hesitating, so he teamed up with Lin Yaodong to set up a game. As a result, the middle-aged man was fooled and Lin Yaodong made 80 yuan.

"The antique stall makes little money, but I will arrange for you to make more money. The money needs to be used to train everyone. This is no problem, right Li Chengde?"

Yang Ping directly stated

"No problem, I'll just follow your arrangements."

Lin Yaodong naturally agreed.

He set up a stall to sell antiques in order to make more money. Now that there are other good money-making projects, he naturally couldn't ask for them.

As for spending money on everyone, he thinks it is appropriate. After all, they are all his own people.

".Okay, I will give you the shared system space now and a list of your own people. In the future, you can secretly hand over the things you acquire to them for sale."

Yang Ping nodded.

He came to sit down next to Lin Yaodong and shared the system space with Lin Yaodong.

Only the two of them could see this scene. Others could not see it. They only saw the two of them chatting.

"It is really good to have this system space. You can travel further to make acquisitions and make your business bigger and stronger."

Lin Yaodong immediately understood the benefits of the system space.

Now that he has more than thirty subordinates, he can take advantage of this and make more money, which is much better than selling antiques to deceive others.

"Okay, they will leave it to you. If you need anything, just leave a message in the system space and I will reply to you when I see it."

Yang Ping stood up and left.

"OK, don’t worry!"

Lin Yaodong agreed.

He watched Yang Ping leave and started to clean up the stall (Li Nuo's). There will be no stall today. He will go back to sleep and go to the countryside for shopping tomorrow.

"Yaodong, why are you leaving?"

The stall owner on the side asked

"Hey, I made 80 yuan, so I won’t close the stall today. Lin

Yaodong said proudly.

The stall owner was so envious that he made 80 yuan in one breath, which was almost more than what he earned in three months.

This Lin Yaodong is really a business genius!

He was filled with emotion.

Yang Ping walked away and left. Xidan Black Market.

This black market is done, and the next target is other black markets. As long as the black market continues to increase, he will make money faster, and he will be able to accumulate millions in a short time. When he came to the uninhabited alley, he was about to take out his bicycle when he saw A figure of a village girl fled as fast as she could, followed by two figures chasing her. Their speed was no slower than that of the village girl.

He immediately recognized the village girl as Song Honglingbang.

Looking at Song Hongling's condition, she was obviously injured. If he continues like this, he will be overtaken and finally caught by the two people behind him.

Naturally, he will not sit idly by and ignore this.