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Chapter 54: You've grown up so much? Let your uncle hug you

Tan Wenjie glanced at Boss Zhao. The reason why this "Grandpa Zhao" of a very high generation was in a hurry to sell the winery was because someone had died in his winery recently, and more than one person had died.

Although it was not known to everyone, people like Hua Laojiu who worked under Tan Wenjie had spread this kind of gossip a lot.

The winery is haunted and business is going bad, so it has to be sold off, otherwise it will lose money every day it operates.

It would be a waste not to make money that comes to your door. You can spend at most a dozen or twenty dollars to ask Uncle Jiu to come and exorcise the ghosts. Whether you keep the money to open a winery or sell it, it is not a problem to make a few thousand dollars.

Although he doesn't care about the amount of money, he is still happy to do business that can make hundreds or thousands of times more money just by talking.

"Boss Tan, Boss Zhao, good morning, would you like to have some tea?" The teahouse owner had already heard the commotion here and came over with a smile.

The shopkeeper was wearing a newly bought coat, his white beard and hair were neatly groomed, and he wore a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, looking like a wealthy man.

"Shopkeeper Chen, you are dressed so smartly today, are you going on a blind date?"

When the local gentry were discussing the division of the Tan family's property at the Changsheng Inn, the shopkeeper Chen was also there.

If the other party had not come to say hello and said that there was no charge for his good words, he would not pay any attention to these so-called gentry.

"I've been useless for a long time," Shopkeeper Chen shook his head. "It's my daughter. She returned from studying abroad and said she came home today."

People have started hanging firecrackers and putting up lights and decorations outside the door, and it’s been a busy time.

"It's been several years since I last saw her." Tan Wenjie thought about it but couldn't remember who Shopkeeper Chen's daughter was. Considering Shopkeeper Chen's status, his daughter should look very ordinary.

"Yes, yes." Shopkeeper Chen nodded, knowing that his airs as a country gentleman and elder would be of no use in front of Tan Wenjie.

Boss Zhao also waved his hand and started to chase people away: "Okay, Shopkeeper Chen, Boss Tan and I have some business to discuss, you go ahead and do your work."

The two men sat down again, but Boss Zhao changed the subject and stopped talking about the winery. From time to time, he mentioned with great excitement the "Four Horses Reverse Hoof Pulling" of Fenghuang Tower. It was too difficult and Tan Wenjie could not understand it at all.

"Hey, here I come!" Boss Zhao suddenly pointed in the direction of the door.

Tan Wenjie turned his head and saw that the person coming was a man in a suit with slicked back hair, and he looked unfamiliar.

"Sorry, I'm late." As soon as the man opened his mouth, Tan Wenjie felt disgusted. He was another foreign-educated person.

He knew that no one could understand him, but he still insisted on talking nonsense. What he hated most was being looked at through his untrimmed nostrils.

"Hey, Mr. Ye, you're finally here!" Boss Zhao didn't want to give the other party a cold look, although he didn't understand what the other party was mumbling just now.

"Uncle, you can call me David, David, thanks," David said in a half-foreign and half-fart voice.

"No, no! How can we disband our business?" Boss Zhao pulled the other party to sit down.

By now Tan Wenjie finally understood that Boss Zhao's plan was to have two bidding parties.

David also thought of this after seeing Tan Wenjie.

"This is Mr. Tan from Tanjia Town, a wealthy man!" Boss Zhao introduced the two with a smile, "This is the son of the mayor of Jiuquan Town, Ye... David, yes, he just came back from studying abroad."

David? Tan Wenjie didn't know him, but he had heard of the mayor of the next town. He sold opium and loved to eat garlic. Within a one-meter radius, the smell of garlic and bad breath was so strong that no mosquitoes dared to approach him in summer.

"Since both of you are here and we are all friends, let's talk about business first."

Just as Boss Zhao was about to start his introduction, he heard David say, "Boss Zhao, I will pay a maximum of three thousand dollars for your winery."

He came up and directly quoted the lowest price, and then looked at Tan Wenjie.

He doesn't give any face at all. This fake foreigner is quite good at playing. He doesn't follow the polite manners at the table at all.

"David, you're making me lose interest!" Boss Zhao was anxious. "My winery supplies the area within a hundred miles. The kitchen staff of the Marshal's Mansion uses my rice wine to cook. It costs at least 8,000 yuan."

David said, "Boss Zhao, your winery is haunted, otherwise you wouldn't be so anxious to take action."

"Ghost? What ghost? There is no ghost!" Boss Zhao slammed the table and jumped up. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he smiled awkwardly and said, "It's all made up by others."

David poured himself a cup of tea but said nothing more.

"Boss Tan?" Boss Zhao looked at Tan Wenjie.

"I suddenly remembered that I don't like drinking. Forget it, Mr. Cheap."

David looked up and tried to keep smiling: "My last name is Ye, and my name is David, not Da."

"Okay, Mr. Big."

"Wait, wait, business matters are easy to talk about." Boss Zhao quickly grabbed Tan Wenjie. His initial target was Tan Wenjie. As for David, the son of the mayor whose family sold smuggled opium, it was impressive for him to come up with 5,000 yuan in living expenses.

Boss Zhao also knew that David was extravagant and ostentatious in order to maintain his status as a foreign-educated person. If there were no opium house, his father would not be able to afford even garlic with the meager income of the mayor's family.

David was called over because the other party liked to act like a big shot and didn't believe in hauntings, so he thought he could get a bargain and it was a guarantee. Boss Zhao just happened to need someone to help bid and raise the price, but he didn't expect David to make a big offer right away, directly biting off three thousand yuan and pointing out the rumor that the winery was haunted.

Three thousand dollars? It almost killed him.

After being pulled to sit down, Tan Wenjie also quoted a price, also 3,000 yuan. Business talks should be a two-way street, but since the fake foreigner chose to tear his face and talk in a serious manner, he didn't need to pretend to be a good person.

"It's too low! It's too low!" Boss Zhao shook his head.

"If the winery can reopen, I'm willing to pay 5,000 yuan."

"If you can reopen it, I won't pay even 10,000 yuan..." Boss Zhao scratched his face and said, "It's a haunted house, it's easy to solve. As long as you buy my winery, I can pay someone to perform a ritual to exorcise the evil spirits. I guarantee that there will be no more ghosts."

Tan Wenjie poured himself a cup of tea, but his eyes looked outside the teahouse.

The firecrackers popped and the atmosphere became lively.

A pedal tricycle carrying a woman wearing a "It's Very Cool in the Northern Hemisphere" dress and holding an umbrella stopped outside the teahouse.

"It's Annie!" David saw the person coming and stood up to greet her. What kind of business? He couldn't afford three thousand yuan anyway, so he might as well use the money to smuggle opium.

He came here today for people, for Annie, the daughter of the teahouse owner, not for Boss Zhao.

"Think it over before you come back to me. If someone dies again, I won't take even 2,000 yuan." Tan Wenjie patted Boss Zhao on the shoulder and stood up. He saw his servants coming over, so something must have happened.

"Boss Tan, Boss Tan! Alas!" Boss Zhao shouted a few times, but could only watch Tan Wenjie walk out.

Then he sat down, scratching his head, picked up someone's cup on the table and drank it in one gulp.

"Ah, hot, hot, hot!"

Boss Zhao was fanning himself while feeling distressed.

It's not that he didn't look for it, but all the Taoist priests and wizards he secretly looked for were dead. If he hadn't covered it up well and outsiders knew that the ghosts in the winery were so fierce that even Taoist priests could kill them, no one would dare to take his winery even if he gave it away for free.

The winery is now a hot potato, and some people say that he is also going to be killed by ghosts. Boss Zhao is now thinking about selling the winery and running away, otherwise he would not be so anxious.

……

At the entrance of the teahouse, Manager Chen and his daughter were happily meeting each other. David came over and occasionally spoke a few words in English.

Suddenly, Annie saw a handsome man walking out of the teahouse, and her eyes suddenly fell on him uncontrollably.

Tan Wenjie noticed her gaze, stopped, and smiled at her: "This is my eldest niece, right?"

Is she really the daughter of Shopkeeper Chen? The genetic tolerance is too high.

According to conservative estimates, there is a 99% chance that the baby was cuckolded, and the remaining 1% chance that the wrong child was taken away.

"Niece?" Annie's smile froze. She thought it was a romantic encounter, but she turned out to be a relative?
She tentatively called out, "Uncle?"

Shopkeeper Chen didn't know what he was thinking of, and he quickly said, "This is Boss Tan. You and I are on the same level. You are about the same age."

Tan Wenjie looked at him, especially at the scar on his chest. He was compassionate and said, "You've grown so big? Come and let your uncle hug you."

Annie shyly backed away and said uncle and niece or something like that, but her hands didn't mean that.

David, who was standing by, was very unhappy with Tan Wenjie's actions. Just as he was about to say something, the voice of a servant of the Tan family came from a distance: "Master! Master!"

"I have something else to do, niece. See you next time." Tan Wenjie nodded to Annie, turned and walked away without any hesitation.

Annie's eyes fell on Tan Wenjie's back. Compared with the other person, David, who was smiling and praising his father, suddenly became very annoying.

As for Shopkeeper Chen, he originally thought that his daughter and David had a good relationship abroad, a perfect match, but if she could establish a relationship with Tan Wenjie, it would be even better...

Tan Wenjie looked at the servant who was running over, panting heavily: "What's going on?"

"Master, we don't have enough paper figures, paper horses, paper bridges, and candles that we ordered for the old master."

"Didn't I ask you to book a few more houses? There can't be any mistakes on this matter. My uncle was used to being rich and powerful when he was alive, so he must be extravagant after his death. Otherwise, he won't be able to live well in the afterlife, and I won't be able to sleep well either."

Only Qiqi is left, and everything is settled. He will not allow anything to go wrong at the critical moment.

From now on, the sea is wide and the fish can leap for it. Tan Yu will be a rich ghost underground, and Tan Wenjie will be Tan Baiwan above ground. Everyone will have a bright future.

"We had already bought out all the paper-making shops before, and we had already ordered the paper figures and horses from Paradise. But when we went to move our things today, their staff suddenly said they would not sell them to us, not even if they had any."

As he spoke, he gestured and saw a huge pile of paper people and paper horses.

"Can I buy it somewhere else?" Tan Wenjie asked, wondering if he had a grudge against the paper-making shop and had touched the shop's wife's butt. But judging from the servants' reactions and expressions, that shouldn't be the case.

"With this coming and going, the old master's Qiqi will definitely be missed."

"Really? Let's go to that shop. What's it called?"

"Zhu family, Paradise Paper Shop."

(End of this chapter)