Shocking Scrap Elementalist

Chapter 169 Are you blind?
"No, I don't agree!" Mrs. An slammed the table and glared at her grandson angrily, "Shaojie, why do you have such an idea?"

She thought that Shaojie came so early to tell her something, but she never thought of such a disturbing thing!

"Do you know that we only have these few shops now, what do you think about selling them now?" Mrs. An looked in disbelief at her grandson, whom she had placed high hopes on. idea.

"The shop is sold, what will we earn in the future?" Mrs. An frowned, "Those shops are the last way out for our Anfu."

"Grandmother, no one is willing to come to buy things in the shop. If this goes on, it will only wear us down in the end." An Shaojie patiently analyzed the pros and cons for Mrs. An, "What's more, the shop is sold, we can still secretly to go to other places to buy fields.”

"Or go to other countries. We offended King Rui, will we have a good life in Weihuang in the future?"

An Shaojie's words finally made Mrs. An fall into deep thought. After several struggles, she finally agreed to An Shaojie.

An Shaojie contacted the buyer and talked directly in the shop outside.

The price of the shop was directly lowered, but An Shaojie took care of everything in the shop.

On the day when the shop was finished, An Shaojie went drunk on the street.

"... Isn't it the prince, can you force us to death? Huh? Let a bunch of warriors block our shop, not let us do business, force us to sell the shop, isn't it just to vent your anger on An Zixuan?"

"Master, don't say a few words." The young man supported his young master, persuading him in a low voice.

"Why can't I say it?" An Shaojie waved the jug in his hand, and the wine dripped out, and he shouted with his tongue out, "Even if I want to rent out my shop, no one will rent it out...*** I'm selling a shop, and I'm still keeping the price so low...hehe...that's just trying to force us to death in order to please An Zixuan!"

"Amazing! The prince is amazing!"

The young servant turned pale with fright, looked at the faces of the passers-by, hurriedly supported An Shaojie while persuading him, and walked quickly to An's mansion.

"Say less, talk less? I, I have nothing now, what are you afraid of?"

An Shaojie yelled and returned to Anfu, and fell asleep happily. He was waiting tomorrow to see what the outside world said about Yunhao.

What about the prince?
Isn't it oppressing the people?
It happened that Yun Hao was not in the capital during this time, so give him time to deal with Yun Hao, starting with ruining his reputation.

In the early morning of the next day, while having breakfast, An Shaojie asked the boy: "What did you say outside?"

Even in the capital city, the people are still in the majority, so he doesn't believe it, which people would like a prince who bullies others!

The little servant looked at An Shaojie in embarrassment, and could only say in a low voice: "They said... said... said..."

"What did you say? You said it!" The boy stuttered for a long time without saying a single useful word. An Shaojie became anxious and slapped the table angrily.

The boy was so frightened that he forgot even the euphemism, and said it directly: "They said, Anfu deserved it. If the prince hadn't bought these shops, no one would have bought those shops, and they would have to fall into the hands of Anfu. "

"What?" An Shaojie became angry when he heard it. Why is it completely different from what he first imagined?

"Are those people blind?"

(End of this chapter)