The 17th year of Zhao Wuli, on the third day of the eighth month, is suitable for opening.

Minglu City.

On Bailu Street, an inconspicuous small shop opened today, with the four big words "Jianghu Xiaoyi" written on the shop sign.

The owner of the store is a young man in his twenties, with an ordinary appearance, a gentle temperament, and a strong scholarly spirit.

A smart-looking middle-aged man walked into the store, looked around and said with confusion:

"Boss, are you a book shop? Why are there still swords hanging next to you?"

The shop owner standing behind the counter smiled: "What I sell is not a book."

"What is that?"

"Jianghu."

"Jianghu?"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and said:

"Okay, take your world and see."

The shop owner casually pulled out a book from behind and placed it in front of the middle-aged man.

"The Grandmasters of the Thirteen Kingdoms"?"

The middle-aged man read out the cover, opened a few pages casually, and couldn't help but take a breath, and said in horror:

"Who ranks this? Who dares to be so bold?"

The middle-aged man was the owner of the rice shop next door. When he saw a store next to him opened, he thought of saying hello, which could be considered as inquiries about information.

Although he did not practice martial arts, he was in the Thirteen Kingdoms. Who would not know that martial arts is king? Anyone with outstanding prospects would practice martial arts.

The master is the best in martial arts.

Who dares to rank them?

Since ancient times, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Martial arts are also competing for fame, and even more direct than the struggle between literati.

Injury at a minor level, death at a serious level.

As soon as the ranking was released, the middle-aged man seemed to see the bloody storm that broke out in front of him.

Those who dare to rank them will naturally not end up being much better.

He seemed to be holding a hot potato and advised the shop owner in front of him:

"Who gave it to you? Young man, don't let others see it, otherwise it will be a disaster if you accidentally."

The owner seemed not to understand the middle-aged reminder and smiled faintly:

"If you want the world, I will give it to you. It's just a small corner, why can't you stand it?"

"Oh, it's hard to persuade the damn guy. I thought I had a good neighbor. I... I'd better move quickly, don't drag me down."

Middle-aged sighed.

This book will most likely never last long if you dare to arrange those martial arts masters. If you are not careful, the surrounding shops will be affected by him.

But thinking of the words he saw just now, he felt itchy again and couldn't help asking:

"How much does this book cost?"

"Receive five taels of silver."

"Ah, that's so expensive?"

“Great value for money, isn’t it?”

The shop owner looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Okay, I'll buy one, but you must not tell me."

Middle-aged man stuffed books into his arms, looking like he loved and hated.

Who doesn’t gossip?

He was also very curious about those noble martial arts masters.

The shop owner shook his head, threw the silver handed over by middle-aged man into the money box, and opened the book in his hand:

"Welcome next time."

Middle-aged man left like a thief. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he then relaxed, then patted the book in his arms, feeling saliva secreting wildly.

He couldn't wait, and the mysterious veil of the world slowly opened in front of his eyes.

Shortly after middle-aged, a fat man in his twenties walked in.

"Boss, are you receiving news here?"

The shop owner raised his head, stared at the fat man for a while, and said, "Check."

"It's really a reward."

The fat man muttered and asked:

"Okay, I'll ask you how much is the whereabouts of a medicinal master?"

The owner smiled and said, "It's really a big business, but I need to know first whether this medicinal master has a background? Is he a newcomer or a senior? Who can protect him around me?"

“What’s the difference?”

“The bids are different.”

"He is a new medicinal master, and he is just a bad old man around him. He has some skills, his background is innocent and very clean."

The fat man silently added a sentence in his heart, that's strange.

"This news is worth ten thousand taels."

The owner said slowly.

"real?"

The fat man was stunned.

He is not a person who has never seen money, the funds he could mobilize were also at the millions.

But ten thousand taels still scared him.

This shop looks so small, why is it so big?

The owner was very calm: "Of course it's true, but I have to wait for the news to be confirmed before I talk about it."

The fat man said oh and said sarcastically:

"After talking for a long time, you are making money from me. You are now saying 10,000 taels. After I tell the news, you tell me that it is worth one tael of silver. Where can I go to make sense?

Unless you give me the money first.”

The owner shook his head: "Do you think I'm stupid? I'm not waiting for someone to grab it.

At that time, I could write you a note, and you can go to Tongtian Money House to collect it yourself.

You can't even trust the reputation of Tongtian Money Bank, right?"

"Money Gang, Tongtian Money House?"

The fat man took another breath:

"Are you from the Money Gang?"

If there is something more terrifying than martial arts in this world, money is probably one of them. Of course, it must be enough money.

The money from the Money Gang probably cannot be described as sufficient.

It's a monster!

"To be precise, we are just a partnership. I have already talked to you enough because you are the second customer to open the business."

The shop owner wrote a few strokes and handed them to the fat man:

"I have written the note. You can go to Tongtian Money House to verify it at any time. As long as the news is true, you can take away the money at any time."

The fat man took the light note, but felt very heavy.

"I'll go and come again."

He still doesn't believe it is true. What if he is bluffing him?

Although the young master told me that it doesn’t matter how much money it is, the important thing is to spread the news.

Minglu City is a big city in Chen Kingdom, and Tongtian Money House will naturally open a branch here.

Half an hour later.

The fat man appeared again, his eyes a little dull.

What the owner said was true.

"Your letter has no seal or token, and your handwriting is easy to be imitated. How did Tongtian Money House believe me?"
To be continued...