Never doubt the wisdom of a man striving for the big event of a lifetime, bracket, including boys.
Although telling Master directly that this is an unlucky shop, which is why it's so cheap, there is also a possibility that it would make Master buy the shop. But the problem is that Wang Xiaoer does not know much about Master's views on gods, ghosts and feng shui.
However, according to what Master had vaguely mentioned about meeting an immortal when he was young, as well as Master's punctual annual sweeping of ancestor's grave and worshipping, Wang Xiaoer really does not want to gamble, because the chance of failure is very high.
Moreover, according to Zhang San's original plan, Wang Xiaoer knows that Master only wanted to rent a shop instead of buying one, and probably only has about three hundred taels on hand.
That is to say, Master has options!
Wang Xiaoer believes that if Master knows it is an unlucky house, even if it is cheap, he may not necessarily be willing to buy it.
Therefore, Master must not be allowed to know that it is an unlucky shop, because that would introduce a lot of uncertainty.
And when Wang Xiaoer carefully analyzed Master's stingy personality and caution, he immediately realized one thing.
That is, Master is too smart. Even if Tian Ruo Cheng's south city is a poor area, the price of a shop with a backyard has not dropped to only two hundred taels.
So, given Master's prudence, even if he is attracted by such a low price, he will definitely feel confused and then go to verify it.
Therefore, Wang Xiaoer believes that deceiving, oh no, getting Master to buy the shop must be done quickly, preferably getting the contract signed today, otherwise giving Master another day would allow the smart Master to possibly discover the truth.
However, this is the crux of the problem...
How to make Master decide to buy the shop immediately in a short period of time?
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Never doubt the ruthlessness of a man striving for the big event of a lifetime, bracket, including boys.
Zhang San waited in the alley where he spent the night for half a day. At noon, he wondered if Wang Xiaoer, that little devil, had secretly gone out to play somewhere, and was getting more and more angry as he waited. But then he saw Wang Xiaoer, whose black clothes had become quite dirty, walking to the mouth of the alley.
He was originally going to scold him, but Zhang San saw that there was a cut on Wang Xiaoer's forehead with blood flowing straight out of it. He hurriedly ran over.
Without saying anything, Zhang San first checked Wang Xiaoer's forehead. It seemed to have been cut open by some sharp object, and the wound was quite deep. He immediately took out some high-grade Golden Sore Medicine from his sleeve pocket and applied it to Wang Xiaoer's wound.
With a frown, killing intent was revealed!
Zhang San asked, "Xiao Er, what happened?"
Wang Xiaoer weakly waved his hand and said, "Nothing happened, Master. It was too crowded there and I accidentally fell and hit my head."
Zhang San wondered, "Crowded?"
Wang Xiaoer said, "On the street where people buy breakfast. There was someone selling a shop."
"Someone selling a shop is just someone selling a shop. Could it be that people were squeezing together to bid and failed to come to an agreement?" Zhang San asked.
Wang Xiaoer answered, "Yes, Master. People were bidding against each other, and the price was so cheap, only 100 taels!"
"What?!" Zhang San was shocked!
A shop with permanent ownership for only 100 taels? Too cheap!
Wang Xiaoer continued, "By the time I got there, the bidding had already reached 130 taels. So I squeezed in to bid 160 taels! I wanted to settle it in one go."
Zhang San was overjoyed. After all, even 160 taels was still a huge bargain. He hurriedly asked, "So did you buy it?"
Wang Xiaoer regretfully shook his head and said, "No, Master. I was about to settle it but I didn't have any money with me. So I asked them to wait for a bit. But judging from the shop owner's manner, it seemed like there was something urgent at home and he wanted to sell it quickly today."
Zhang San immediately displayed his Lightbody Art and carried Wang Xiaoer as he sped towards the shop pulling his cart!
However, Wang Xiaoer secretly touched his forehead. Although the scheme was set, in order to make Master completely believe him and take advantage of Master's care for him to disrupt Master's thinking a bit, most importantly, he must not let Master pay attention to why it took him so long to come back. Wang Xiaoer knew he had to go a step further.
So obviously, Wang Xiaoer's injury was actually caused by him forcibly smashing his own head with a stone!
Too ruthless!
Wang Xiaoer's heart was full of tears as he secretly thought: Xiao Yu my dear, brother is doing all this for you. You have to be good to me in the future.
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Never doubt the cunningness of a man striving for the big event of a lifetime, bracket, including boys.
Wang Xiaoer was very clear that his own intelligence should be about the same as Master's. Even if it wasn't, Master was at most just a little bit smarter than him.
His biggest advantage was the information gap.
Master knew absolutely nothing about the scheme with the unlucky shop. As long as Wang Xiaoer maintained this information gap, he was confident of victory!
"Xiao Er, it seems something is wrong." On the street, when he saw many people crowded in front of a wine shop, Zhang San voiced out his doubts.
Sitting on the cart, Wang Xiaoer secretly sighed. He thought to himself: As expected!
Zhang San listened carefully. Someone in front of the wine shop shouted again: "Boss, I think you were tricked by that kid. He hasn't come back at all. How about this, 150 taels. You need money urgently, this is all I can take out at one time."
However, Zhang San did not step forward to bid. Instead, he pulled the cart aside and whispered to Wang Xiaoer, "Xiao Er, wait here for a while. I'll sneak in to see if there's anything strange, then go around the street to investigate."
Wang Xiaoer nodded.
Watching Master's back, Wang Xiaoer revealed an evil smile. Master, Xiao Er understands you too well. I was busy until noon, preparing for so long. It won't go to waste.
When you check the shop and ask questions around the neighbourhood, I know exactly what you will do.
Xiao Yu my dear, brother is doing all this for our future.
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When Zhang San came back, his face was gloomy.
Wang Xiaoer's heart thumped. He was somewhat panicked. But at this critical juncture, Wang Xiaoer's acting skills exploded. He pretended that nothing was wrong and asked, "Master, any issues?"
Zhang San shook his head and said, "Indeed there doesn't seem to be any problems. People around don't know much about the shop owner's situation. But some who know the owner said that there was some big matter at home and he urgently needed money. The interior of the shop was very normal and spacious, meeting our requirements."
The reason why Zhang San wanted a shop instead of an ordinary residence was that shops with the front as the store and backyard provided ample space as well as privacy. This was much more convenient for an assassin like him with many secrets, compared to crowded residences surrounded by all kinds of neighbours.
Plus the price...
Zhang San was moved. But he did not act because he still felt something was off somehow.
It just so happened that I needed a shop.
There's a shop that fits my location, size and privacy requirements.
I wanted cheap rent.
And it turned out the owner is directly selling the shop, at a price unbelievablely low.
I feel there might be some trap.
But from the interior of the shop to the conversations with the surrounding neighbours, there doesn't seem to be any issues at all.
Things were so normal that Zhang San felt very abnormal!
But he just couldn't figure out what exactly was wrong.
After thinking hard, Zhang San suddenly recalled something. Wang Xiaoer had set off early in the morning and only came back at noon. If he only fell and injured himself while squeezing his way through the bidding crowd, then what exactly happened during those 2-3 hours in between...
Seeing Master's increasingly gloomy expression, cold sweat broke out on Wang Xiaoer's back. He knew he couldn't wait any longer. With Master's intellect, he might have almost seen through the scheme!
It was time for the final move!
Wang Xiaoer made a small gesture towards a certain direction.
The shop owner's loud voice immediately rang out from the front of the shop, "Everyone, as I've said, we will sign the contract on the spot. This elderly gentleman here is willing to offer 190 taels. So if no one else bids higher, the shop will belong to this gentleman."
The voice interrupted Zhang San's train of thought.
After being poor for 20 years, Zhang San still could not maintain his composure in front of the prospect of getting permanent assets that would only cost him around 200 taels.
In short, he had been poor for too long. Although his IQ was high, it was no match for temptation.
Wang Xiaoer won big.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
