I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

half a month later.

In the mortal world, in Danyang Town.

After a loud burst of firecrackers, the Weaver Girl Cloth Shop officially opened for business. Dong Yong, A Zi, and A Hong stood side by side in front of the door, enthusiastically inviting passersby to come in and look at the fabrics. They were extremely busy.

However, after a whole morning, they had served over a hundred people but only closed four deals, all of which were small transactions.

This situation gradually caused the three of them to lose all their enthusiasm and energy, and they had no motivation to go out and solicit customers anymore...

"Hehehe."

At midday, under the blazing sun, just as the three sat dejectedly in the shop, a mocking laugh suddenly came from the doorway.

The three of them looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged man in a green robe standing in front of the door, his eyes showing both disdain and contempt.

Dong Yong frowned slightly and patiently asked, "Why are you laughing, sir?"

"I'm laughing at you for not having mastered the skills yet, but daring to open a shop like others," the man responded.

Inside the shop, Azi's face turned a mixture of red and green.

All the fabrics in the Weaver Girl's Cloth Shop were made by her working overtime during this period. Therefore, the middle-aged man's words were almost a direct mockery of her.

Dong Yong, feeling sorry for his wife, stepped forward and said, "Who are you? Why are you saying such nasty things?"

"My name is Wang Xiangwu, and I am the owner of the Wang Family Cloth Shop on the street."

The middle-aged man first introduced himself, then laughed and said, "As for speaking harshly... I just like to tell the truth."

Young people should be extremely careful when making business decisions impulsively. If they make a wrong move, they could lose everything, or even be burdened with debt, ruining their lives.

Dong Yong paused slightly, suppressing his irritation, and said politely, "Are you finished? If you are, then leave."

"He didn't finish."

Wang Xiangwu waved his hand and laughed, "Young man, do you think I'm here to mock or ridicule you?"

No, I'm here to save you.

"Sell me this cloth shop now for half price. You can cut your losses in time and avoid ending up in a huge debt."

Ah Hong couldn't stand it anymore and strode up to him: "It is said that those in the same trade are enemies, but enemies who come to your door with foul mouths are even more hateful; if you don't want to get beaten up, I advise you to leave immediately!"

Seeing the young man's imposing, even aggressive, demeanor, Wang Xiangwu chickened out and turned around, saying:
"It seems you haven't had enough of a beating. It's alright, I'm a magnanimous person, and my suggestion will always stand."

Watching him flee, Ah Hong decisively shouted, "Don't worry, we will make even better cloth."

Wang Xiangwu laughed heartily and quickly disappeared into the distance.

Ah Hong felt a pang of resentment and turned around to say, "Seventh Sister, don't be discouraged. I'll go to the Heavenly Weaving Room and get the Heavenly Shuttle. With the Heavenly Shuttle's blessing, the cloth you weave will surely be the best in the whole city."

"You're not helping her, you're hurting her."

Suddenly, streaks of golden light appeared inside the shop, quickly coalescing into the likeness of Qin Yao.

"How could I possibly harm Seventh Sister?" Ah Hong said, feeling wronged.

Good intentions gone wrong.

Qin Yao said, "The Heavenly Court is like a dragon's den and a tiger's lair now. If we stay far away, we might be safe and sound."

However, if one insists on venturing into dangerous territory to retrieve something, the risks are self-evident.

Most importantly, it's completely not worth risking your life in Heaven for business; the effort and the reward are not even in the same league.

Ah Hong was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "You are right, but apart from that, I really can't think of any other way to help Ah Zi."

"System, do you have the Fine Weaving Technique?"

Seeing her gloomy expression, Qin Yao silently asked from inside the fantasy room.

[Fine Weaving Technique: Price: 300 Filial Piety Points.]

Qin Yao replied without hesitation, "Exchange."

[Transaction in progress...]

This transaction cost 300 Filial Piety Points, bringing your total Filial Piety Points balance to 4302.

[The exquisite weaving manual has been sent to the Fantasy House. Please check your mail.]

Silently withdrawing his gaze, Qin Yao immediately immersed himself in the fantasy room. With a thought, he took out a small blue-covered booklet, turned around and handed it to A Zi: "Don't be so downcast, I'll help you one more time."

The three of them stared intently at the blue book, and after seeing the title on the cover, they were all stunned.

"What are you standing there for? Don't you want it?" Qin Yao asked.

Azi suddenly realized what was happening and quickly took the book: "Godfather, how did you come to have such a secret manual?"

Ah Hong and Dong Yong both stared intently at Qin Yao, waiting for his answer.

Qin Yao said with a smile, "Just found him..."

Azi felt both grateful and guilty: "We have really caused you too much trouble."

Qin Yao waved his hand and said, "It's nothing to worry about, just don't disappoint me."

Azi promised, "Absolutely not!"

Qin Yao smiled and nodded, but as he turned his head, he saw Ah Hong looking at him with a strange light in her eyes: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ah Hong responded, "I'm thinking, is there anything in this world that you can't do?"

The other party now gives her the feeling of being omnipotent, powerful and all-encompassing to the point of being reassuring.

"Of course there are, for example, revising the Heavenly Rules," Qin Yao said with a smile.

Ah Hong: "..."

"Want to go out for a walk?"

During his silence, Qin Yao took the initiative to invite him to speak.

Ah Hong shook her head and said, "I'm still angry, I don't want to go out."

Qin Yao chuckled, then said, "I have a good way to calm you down."

"What method?" Ah Hong immediately became interested.

Qin Yao slowly said, "Judging from Mr. Wang's words and actions, he must be a person who values ​​money above all else. If he loses money, it would be as if his life depended on it."

Ah Hong silently licked her lips: "Stealing? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

“Stealing is certainly wrong, but what if it’s about robbing the rich to help the poor?” Qin Yao countered.

Ah Hong's eyes suddenly lit up: "This is good."

A short while later, inside the shop.

Watching her adoptive father lead her eldest sister, who was beaming with joy, away, Azi suddenly reached out and tugged at her husband's sleeve, asking softly, "Don't you think that adoptive father seems to have a thing for eldest sister?"

Dong Yong shook his head: "I don't think so."

Azi said, "You blockhead, let me ask you this: if your godfather is good to us because you are his adopted son, then why is he good to your eldest sister?"

Dong Yong responded, "Because my godfather was a very good person."

Azi: "..."

Half an incense stick later.

The Royal Family Residence.

Qin Yao, who was concealed, led Ah Hong, who was also in the same state, into the silver vault. Looking at the rows of gold and silver jewelry on the wooden shelves, he couldn't help but sigh softly, "This Manager Wang really knows how to make money."

Ah Hong was eager to try: "Let's get it quickly!"

"Look at me."

Qin Yao smiled slightly and, with a wave of his hand, stored all the shelves in the entire treasury into his sleeve.

Ah Hong exclaimed in astonishment, "What kind of supernatural power is this?" "A universe within a sleeve." Qin Yao glanced at her and asked, "Want to learn? If you want to, I'll teach you."

Ah Hong: "..."

Are there no sectarian biases or the idea that the law should not be easily passed on?
After all, this kind of supernatural power doesn't look like a minor spell at all.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yao asked.

Ah Hong gave him a deep look and smiled, "Let's talk about it later..."

Qin Yao nodded: "You can come to me anytime you want to learn."

Ah Hong wanted to ask, "Why are you so good to me?" but the words stuck in her throat, and she swallowed them back, only saying, "Let's go."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "The most exciting part hasn't even started yet, how can we leave like this?"

Ah Hong couldn't help but laugh: "You're so naughty!"

Qin Yao shrugged: "Evil people will be punished by other evil people. Meeting me is his retribution."

Ah Hong burst out laughing.

"Shhh."

Qin Yao suddenly reached out and covered her mouth, whispering, "Someone's coming."

Feeling the warmth of his palms and his scent, Ah Hong's heart suddenly rippled with emotion...

"Click".

Shortly after, accompanied by the sound of a lock being opened, Wang Xiangwu hummed a little tune, turned the brass key, and strode across the threshold.

However, when he entered the house and his gaze swept across the room, his body suddenly froze, and his eyes widened like copper bells.

After a full half-cup of tea time, his body suddenly trembled, and he quickly ran out of the house to take a look.

It's my own treasury!
Where's the money?
Where's the shelf?
He then repeatedly went in and out of the house, trying to "swipe" the money out in this way.

Seeing that it was all in vain, I pinched my thigh hard again, sincerely hoping that this was just a dream.

Unfortunately, the pain in his thigh shattered his illusions and reason, causing him to scream, "Money, my money! Who took my money?!"

As he continued to cry, he burst into loud sobs, even lying on the ground and pounding the earth with his hands, his expression one of extreme pain.

In mid-air, Ah Hong trembled uncontrollably as she tried to suppress her laughter. Finally, unable to bear looking at Manager Wang any longer, she transmitted her voice, "Mr. Qin, I can't take it anymore, let's go!"

Qin Yao nodded slightly, conjured a gust of wind, and instantly carried her back to the courtyard.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Upon landing and seeing that there was no one else around, Ah Hong could no longer hold back and burst into laughter. Her standard and gentle laughter echoed throughout the three-courtyard house.

Infected by her, Qin Yao also started to laugh.

If there were a specific numerical value for favorability, he believed that his actions would at least boost it by 3-5 points.

Thanks to Manager Wang for his help; I hope he can continue his efforts and achieve even greater success.

When Ah Hong can completely trust me, the matter of breaking free of the red shackles will no longer be a problem...

"Alright, alright, stop laughing. We've succeeded in robbing the rich, now it's time to help the poor." Coming back to his senses, Qin Yao waved and said.

In the blink of an eye.

Ten days later.

Once Azi had fully mastered the techniques of fine weaving, the quality of the fabrics she wove began to rise steadily until it could rise no further. Even when using ordinary silk threads, the fabrics she wove could be glossy, smooth, and have excellent elasticity and a soft touch.

Needless to say, the fabric woven with the finest silk threads is second only to the Fairy Robes.

Five more days passed.

The Weaver Girl Cloth Shop reopened, and Dong Yong beat drums and gongs, trying his best to attract customers again. However... very few people were willing to come in. Fortunately, the conversion rate of customers who did come in soared to over 70%.

Two hours later.

Mid-morning.

Looking at the once again deserted shop, Ah Hong sighed and said, "This is not what I imagined."

Dong Yong responded, "Take it slow. Once the quality improves, the reputation will definitely improve as well, and things will get better."

Ah Hong suddenly stood up: "When will that be? No, I have to go and ask Mr. Qin if there is any quick way."

Dong Yong chuckled: "Although my godfather is all-powerful, he can't use magic to make others buy our family's cloth, can he?"

"I never thought of such a crooked and unethical approach."

Ah Hong waved her hand and said, "I just think he will definitely have a solution."

Dong Yong: "..."

A short while later.

Ah Hong, like a leaping flame, swiftly landed in the third courtyard, calling out loudly, "Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin..."

Qin Yao strode out of the inner room and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Ah Hong stared intently into his eyes, then carefully explained the whole story.

Qin Yao thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "This is simple."

Ah Hong's eyes lit up: "I knew it wouldn't be difficult for you. How do I do it?"

"Take a short break and revert to your female form, drape yourself in a piece of red cloth from the Weaver Girl Cloth Shop, and walk around the streets. If anyone asks, just say it's fabric from the Weaver Girl Cloth Shop. That way, business will definitely boom," Qin Yao said with absolute certainty.

Ah Hong pursed her lips and hesitated, "Won't there be any hidden dangers?"

Qin Yao chuckled: "If I go with you, there's no need to worry about any hidden dangers. If any heavenly soldiers appear around us, I'll take you away immediately."

Ah Hong said apologetically, "I'm troubling you again..."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "No need for such formalities."

Not long after.

When Ah Hong, draped in a red silk robe, walked down the street accompanied by Qin Yao, she instantly attracted everyone's attention.

As Qin Yao had predicted, once the amazed men and women learned that the cloth came from the Weaver Girl Cloth Shop, many women dragged their men to the shop.

This caused the previously deserted shops to suddenly become packed with people, and the thresholds were almost worn down.

Half an hour later.

When Qin Yao and Ah Hong returned, they saw a long queue outside the Weaver Girl Cloth Shop. Wang Xiangwu stood on the periphery of the crowd, watching this scene with gritted teeth.

Joy and a sense of accomplishment quickly filled Ah Hong's heart, causing her to look at Qin Yao involuntarily: "Today is the happiest day I've ever had since I can remember."

Qin Yao asked with a smile, "Was it more enjoyable than the day you robbed the rich to help the poor?"

Ah Hong: "..."

I've noticed that you can be quite serious sometimes!
"Manager Wang, you're here to buy fabric too?"

Just as she was muttering to herself, Qin Yao suddenly asked Wang Xiangwu a question.

Wang Xiangwu's face darkened, and he sneered, "Don't be smug. A temporary boom is nothing. In business, it's all about steady, long-term growth."

After saying that, he turned and left, not giving the other party a chance to ridicule him.

Qin Yao didn't intend to mock him. Instead, he watched his retreating figure and thought to himself, "Wang, it's up to you now..."

As it turned out, Wang Liaoji did not disappoint him. Just two days later, the other party caused a big problem for the Weaver Girl Cloth Shop - Dong Yong could not buy silk thread!
As the saying goes, even a skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice. Even though Azi's weaving skills are now extraordinary, she cannot make cloth without silk threads.

At this critical moment, Azi, Dong Yong, and Ahong came to Qin Yao together, looked at him with trusting eyes, and sincerely asked for a solution to break the deadlock.

However, at this moment, Qin Yao was thinking: It seems the time is ripe to unlock the red shackles... (End of Chapter)