Otherworldly Merchant

Grumbling...

The salt water in the copper basin continued to rise with black bubbles, followed by a white-sided short beard from underwater, a middle-aged man wearing a golden gown.

If you want to come, it's Shen Wansan.

At first sight, the ghosts surrounded by the basin stretched out their sleeves to wipe tears that did not exist, and hurriedly bent over to give a gift. The wrinkled old lady took a step further and grabbed him tightly on the left and right edges.

Shen Wansan said something to the ghosts. These ghosts danced with one hand and one foot. They didn't seem to know how to celebrate. Several ghosts actually floated in the house with joy.

One time, the ghosts were shadowed, and the shadows were pouring.

Shen Wansan looked at me and Zhao Fatty and smiled and slowly sank into the salt water.

The white frost on the copper basin quickly dissipated, and the temperature in the room returned to normal.

The ghosts were cheering and leaping through the doorstep.

Zhao Fatty gasped for a few rough breaths and stared at a pair of small eyes for half a day. This just woke up from the strange situation, and then shouted something.

He had just returned to his soul. His mouth was not clear. I only heard the words "go home" blurred. “Go home, go home to what house? ”

Fatty Zhao sat up suddenly, pointing to Jubaoban and shouting: “It's Master Shen. He's going home and going home. ”

I thought a little bit and immediately understood.

Turns out Shen Wansan's wish is to return his soul to his homeland!

He is recognized as the world's richest merchant, once funded to help Zhu Yuanzheng's Yijun. After Zhu Yuanzheng changed his name to Tianfu, he also helped build half of Nanjing City. For a moment, Zhu Yuanzheng was more grateful than his brothers.

Unfortunately, Shen Wan Thirty percent also gathered the pot, and the defeat also gathered the pot.

One of his hearts was gradually devoured by the pot and never satisfied. Having already sat on the throne of wealth, he thought of rewarding the three armies, pointing at the dynasty, even generating the idea of a fairly emperor.

This is why Zhu Yuanzheng's taboo was violated, and his family was banished and tortured to death.

Therefore, Shen Wansan was unable to return to Zhejiang's hometown until his death.

For centuries, he had been thinking about his homeland, and his elderly servants were equally distressed, praying that one day he would be able to return to his homeland.

It is precisely because wishes cannot be fulfilled that their souls, though exceeded, cannot rest.

Shen Wansan must have told the ghosts the good news just now to make them so happy.

“It is not difficult for him to achieve this wish, just send this gathering pot back to his home in Zhejiang. But you've been talking to him for so long, that's all you've said?” I have some doubts.

“I don't know.” Zhao Fatty relieved his breath, patted his ass and stood up with a reddish smile: “I finally saw Shen Wansan, of course I'm going to teach him some business experience, haha, what a great gain! ”

This guy is really dying. When I thought about making money, I forgot to even be scared. I talked to Shen Wansan about the business book!

Shen Wansan's wish has been discovered, so naturally I won't have to bother with the rest.

At the moment, I resigned Zhao Fatty and asked me to take a round of goodwill, and drove back to Wuhan.

I thought this was over, but two days later, Zhao Fatty came to the door again.

“Why? You can't handle the little thing of sending Ju Bao Pon home.” I asked strangely.

“No, Master Zhang, this has changed a bit.” Fatty Zhao was very embarrassed.

“To what end?” I asked.

“Uh, yeah.” Zhao Fatty rubbed his fat hands and told me why it was so difficult.

Turns out, when he bought this pot, the so-called tall man of the world had spoken with him first. The pot could only be placed in his house. He could not change hands or relocate elsewhere. Zhao Fatty had been secretly carrying out the pot to Zhejiang. But somehow, the tall man of the world knew about it. Yesterday, he came to the door to retrieve the pot.

After all, he has promised Shen Wansan to send the shady thing back to his home. If it cannot be achieved, there will surely be a great disaster.

And he dared not disobey the request. It was difficult under two phases, so he came to me for help.

I was very confused when I heard that.

Zhao Fatty has now encountered evil things, he is the only one in front of me who promises nothing. In essence, he is a rich man on the side of rich Ko. He is by no means the kind of honest man who can wave his hand and walk with his nose. How can he be so afraid of the tall people outside the world?

After my questioning, Zhao Fatty hesitated to tell the truth.

Turns out, Jubaoban was bought after his friend introduced him, and this friend is also his business partner. At the time, he didn't really want to sell it, and his friend gave a hard guarantee before selling it.

Besides, there was a good deal at the time that if Zhao Fatty didn't want it or moved somewhere else, he would have to take it back.

In other words, once Ju Bao Pon leaves his home, he will take it back.

Now the man catches up with the door, and in front of his friends, Zhao Fatty can't cheat...

I'm even weirder when I hear it here.

Who exactly is the guy who sold it to him? Why did you make such a strange pact in the beginning - not letting Ju Pon leave Zhao Fatty's house?

Did he already know that this thing would hurt people and that Fatty Zhao would most likely move it out of the house?

It had nothing to do with me, I could have let go, but this man alerted me. Is it possible that he's a colleague in the putrid world, trying to hurt people with the putrid?

If that's the case, I can't stand by and ignore it.

I immediately decided to follow Fatty Zhao for a while to meet this so-called tall man.

The next night, I came to Fatty Zhao's house again.

Two people sit side by side on the sofa in the lobby.

One wears glasses, his face is thin, the other wears a tang suit, and his face is red.

Through Zhao Fatty's introduction, I learned that the one wearing glasses was his friend, Wang Le, and the one wearing the Tang costume was the so-called Tall Man of the World: Shen Mancheng.

Shen Manchuan was not short in height, but he was tall, so I could only laugh.

When he leaned against the sofa with Jiro's legs high, the wrinkled ghost old lady sat beside him. The green-eyed golden wire cat in his hand kept shaking his tail, and he kept shaking in front of his mouth, but he didn't even notice.

Apparently, he is just an ordinary man who has no knowledge of yin and yang techniques.