I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 79 The Ancestor of the Blackmailer

After half an hour.

Tan Zhibai walked briskly back to the Tan mansion, and found Tan Wanwan who was playing mahjong with his wife.

"Why did you come back so soon?" Tan Wanwan held a mahjong in his hand, tapped on the table case lightly, and asked sideways.

"My lord, I'm overjoyed!" Tan Zhibai said with a joyful face, "The villain just went out when he bumped into the junior and apprentice of the ninth uncle in Renjiazhen. After I told them about the strange things in our mansion, they immediately said to come over to see Look……"

"It's such a coincidence? You won't meet the kind of liar who talks to people and talks to others, right?" Tan Wanwan asked suspiciously.

It's not so easy to fool with a business of his size and amassing a fortune of millions!

"Master, if they are liars, let them try to catch ghosts. If they can meet our requirements, it doesn't matter whether they are liars or not." Tan Zhibai said.

"It makes sense, you go and invite people in." Tan Wanwan nodded and said.

At the gate of the Tan Mansion.

Mao Shanming said anxiously: "Nephew, how will we divide the work later?"

"How to divide the work?" Qin Yao was slightly taken aback.

"Just how to do it. Didn't you say that there is a family of ghosts in the Tan Mansion?" Mao Shanming swallowed hard, and said weakly: "If I don't communicate well in advance, I'm afraid I won't be able to cover it when the time comes, uncle."

Qin Yao suddenly realized, and then remembered that Mao Shanming had no experience in "fighting monsters" with him, and he didn't know the top secret skill of his teammate: squatting with his head in defense.

"It's not dark yet, if there are no accidents, all the ghosts of that family should be hiding in the house.

Uncle, are you still coming into the house with me?If you come in with me, you don't have to worry about anything, you don't have to think about anything, just crouch in the corner with your head in your arms. If any ghost dares to get on you, let me see if I don't kill it.

If you don't want to go in with me, just pretend outside, chat with Tan Wanwan for a few words, and then wait for me to come out. "

Mao Shanming coughed dryly, and said, "I'd better stay outside to appease Tan Wanwan's emotions, this is my specialty."

The two were talking, but they saw Tan Zhibai strode out of the yard, bowed and said: "Two priests, my master is here to invite you."

Qin Yao patted his uncle on the back and motioned him to straighten his waist.

Despite the fact that the uncle is a second-hand cook, he still has to maintain a somewhat superior demeanor in front of outsiders.

Otherwise, it will lower the overall prestige of Maoshan and affect every disciple of Maoshan in a subtle way.

"I'm going down to Tan Wanwan, and I've met two Taoist priests." In the yard, Tan Wanwan glanced past Tan Zhibai, and looked behind him, a monster like a demon god simply and rudely bumped into his eyes, scaring him so much that his heart skipped a beat. .

be nice...

This is a Taoist priest?
Bandits haven't been so fierce these days, have they?

"What are you looking at?" I have to say that Tan Wanwan's gaze was very impolite when they met for the first time, and Qin Yao was not a person who would spoil others, so he asked immediately.

Tan Wanwan was taken aback, thinking that the murderer was about to violently kill someone, so he almost turned around and ran away.

"Nephew, don't be so fierce. You see, you are so frightened by Master Tan that you are sweating." Mao Shanming didn't dare to scold Qin Yao like Uncle Jiu, so he could only smooth things over in his own way.

Tan Wanwan coughed twice, raised his sleeve and wiped his forehead: "Sorry, I was wrong just now, the gaze shouldn't be so rude."

Qin Yao silently nodded, and thought to himself: This Tan Laocai is also very knowledgeable, able to stretch and bend.

Forget it, don't scare him.

"Old Mr. Tan, let's stop talking nonsense, how much will you get paid for catching ghosts for you?" Qin Yao said calmly under Tan Wanwan's horrified eyes.

"One... ten oceans." Shocked by the opponent's huge body, Tan Wanwan did not dare to say the price of one ocean.

In fact, in the movie, the reward he originally wanted to give Mao Shanming was an ocean.It was Mao Shanming who had a bad idea and let the ghost Xiaobao deliberately show up to scare people, so he wasted more than five hundred taels of silver (bank notes).

"Mr. Tan, do you think I look like someone who is short of ten yuan?" Qin Yao took out a stack of bank notes from his arms and asked with a glance.

Tan Wanwan: "..."

What the hell?

This guy is so rich, what kind of Taoist priest is he?
Mao Shanming stared at Qin Yao's hand with greedy eyes.

He is not ashamed to say that at his age, he has never had so much money in his pocket.

"Mr. Tan, to tell you the truth, we don't like money. To us, money is just a piece of paper, and it is very troublesome to spend too much." Qin Yao patted the bank note in his hand, with a look on his face. Seriously: "However, if we open an altar for ten oceans, where should we put this face in the future?"

Tan Wanwan was dazzled by the stack of silver bills, and said loudly, "One hundred taels, no more. No matter how much money you have, you can get paid for whatever work you do. This is a number."

Qin Yao shrugged, and put the banknote into his pocket, "Farewell."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Mao Shanming hurriedly chased after him, and said in a low voice, "Nephew, one hundred taels of silver is not a lot, ordinary people will never see so much silver in their lifetime..."

Qin Yao looked sideways, and whispered: "Uncle, we are Maoshan masters, we can't be forced to lose. A mere one hundred taels, what is it?"

Mao Shanming: "..."

Whenever I can have this kind of confidence.

What the hell is there...what is it called? It's so cool!

"Wait a minute, you two!" Just as they were about to leave, Tan Wanwan couldn't help shouting: "Teacher priests, how many taels of silver do you dare to ask to be worthy of your status?"

Qin Yao smiled slightly, stopped in front of the gate, raised his right hand, and made an OK gesture.

"Three hundred taels?"

"Three thousand taels!"

Ruzi, thief too!
Tan Wanwan's face turned pale with anger, and he really wanted to pull up the skirt of the other party's clothes and ask, do you know what three thousand taels represents?
However, when he thought about the stack of bank notes in the other party's arms, the anger that had just surged subconsciously dissipated.

What can he do when he meets such a mage who has money and face?
No way!

"Less, less...Three thousand taels, it's too much." Taking a deep breath, Tan Wanwan said with a smile on his face, "One thousand five, I can pay five hundred taels now as a deposit .”

"You think this is grocery shopping, and you can still bargain!"

Qin Yao turned his head and said, "Old Mr. Tan, I can tell you in a responsible manner that ghosts carry ominous things, including poverty, sorrow, decline, and disaster...etc. Eighteen unknowns are in one body, and they have no mana or great luck. If you are not healthy, staying with them will definitely be affected. If my predictions are correct, you have been losing money in your recent business, right? Maybe... your health is not as good as before. "

Tan Wanwan's complexion changed for a while, and finally he gritted his teeth: "Okay, three thousand taels is three thousand taels, and I will offer it with both hands when it is done!"

Qin Yao smiled silently and turned around.

Mao Shanming looked at him almost adoringly, and his heart was greatly shocked.

Speaking of which, they were originally here to recruit ghost employees, even if Tan Wanwan didn't give them a dime, they still had to do what they should do, and the result?
Qin Yao extorted a whole three thousand taels!
Mom.

This is the ancestor of the blackmailer!
(End of this chapter)