Seventy years old is the age to take risks!

The next day, early in the morning.

Jiang Yuan rubbed his old waist and climbed up between the two beautiful bodies.

Damn, I never knew life could be so rich and colorful.

The past seventy years have truly been a waste of time.

After two nights of indulgence, Jiang Yuan suddenly felt his physical condition was deteriorating and began to contemplate life.

He's seventy years old now, and he doesn't have many days left to squander.

There are outsiders in this mansion, which makes me feel a little inconvenient.

After all, he had many secrets he didn't want others to know.

"From now on, you two will live in the side courtyard. I'll call you if I need anything," Jiang Yuan said suddenly as he got up.

Upon hearing this, the two goddesses' expressions changed, their eyes filled with tears as they looked at Jiang Yuan: "My lord, have we failed to serve you well?"

"no."

Jiang Yuan shook his head slightly, "It's just that having you all here is too much of a test of my composure. I still have many important matters to attend to."

The two women suddenly realized, a blush spreading across their cheeks. They nodded slightly and said, "Yes, sir."

Despite saying this, a sense of loss inexplicably welled up in their hearts.

Although the adult looks old, he is more vigorous than those strong men.

It must be said that these two sisters are indeed very beautiful, and each has her own unique charm. If it were an ordinary young master, he would probably be distracted all day long.

.....

That same day, Jiang Yuan officially took office in the black market.

On the surface, the black market is a large merchant guild, but in reality, it controls the outer city of Jiangning City, managing a vast territory and appearing to the local people as akin to a local tyrant.

The stewards of the four halls were mainly responsible for managing all affairs within their assigned areas, including maintaining order, collecting protection money, mediating disputes, and so on.

Unless he receives a special mission from the hall, his workday consists of wandering around the area under his jurisdiction to ensure that business transactions here do not go wrong.

However, there are a few businesses that he cannot interfere with in managing, such as the gray businesses that Liu Mang specifically mentioned to him.

Behind each of those businesses, there are stewards from various halls personally managing them, regardless of the region.

The area managed by Jiang Yuan is called Sishui Street. There are about thirty shops on the street, and countless stalls, but most of them are nearby residents who come to sell eggs, vegetables and the like to supplement their household income.

They were called ordinary people, but most of them were refugees. They were unregistered residents in Jiangning City and could not enter the inner city.

Although the black market stalls were expensive, they did provide them with a business opportunity.

Of course, this doesn't mean the black market is any more righteous; it's simply about collecting protection money and exploiting the people as much as possible.

The world is hilarious, all come for profit.

"Who goes there?"

As Jiang Yuan walked to Sishui Street, two burly men came up to him and asked in a cold voice.

Without a doubt, these two are outer disciples responsible for maintaining order on this street, commonly known as thugs!

Jiang Yuan chuckled and took out a token from his pocket, handing it to the two of them.

The two men's expressions changed instantly, and their attitude became much more respectful: "So it's Master Jiang. We were blind to your greatness."

A higher-ranking official can crush you.

Outer disciples are unofficial; if they fail the assessment, they may never become inner disciples, and their status is incomparable to Jiang Yuan's.

Just then, a burly man ran over from a distance; it was Li Yi, who had some previous interactions with Jiang Yuan.

Li Yi strode forward and immediately berated the two burly men: "You two, how dare you stop Master Jiang without recognizing his greatness?"

Then he gave Jiang Yuan a fawning smile:

"Hehe...Master Jiang, these two are newcomers and don't know their place. Please don't take offense. Steward Liu specially arranged for me to come and show you around."

"That's very thoughtful."

Jiang Yuan nodded. Liu Mang was indeed very thorough in his work, even knowing to arrange an acquaintance for him.

Under Li Yi's guidance, Jiang Yuan greeted each shop owner one by one, getting to know them.

The shop owners were all stunned when they saw Jiang Yuanquan, and some of them could hardly believe it.

At such an advanced age, why are you still managing the streets?

However, they naturally dared not offend Jiang Yuan. On the contrary, they all greeted Jiang Yuan with smiles and secretly forced some local specialties on him.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but smile wryly. On his first day on the job, he received so many gifts that his hands were sore, more than he would have earned in a lifetime of storytelling at the teahouse.

Is this the benefit that power brings?

However, Jiang Yuan thought to himself, even if he takes it over, he still has to do what he was supposed to do in the future.

These people are just trying to get some recognition.

Jiang Yuan was on patrol when he suddenly heard a commotion in the distance, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"On their first day at work, someone dares to cause trouble on the black market's turf?"

Upon closer inspection, one could see a man dressed in brocade robes, his face pale, standing in front of the vegetable stall, confronting a father and daughter who were selling vegetables.

This man was named Zhang Xiaoshan, and coincidentally, he was the nephew of Zhang Bo, the steward of Xuanwu Hall.

Zhang Xiaoshan was a spoiled young master from the wealthy Zhang family in Jiangning City. He spent his days doing nothing but bullying men and women, which eventually led to someone's death.

Later, Mr. Zhang paid a huge price to get him out of prison.

However, he could no longer stay in the inner city, so he had no choice but to come to the outer city to seek the protection of his second uncle, Zhang Bo, who worked in the black market.

Today is Zhang Xiaoshan's first day in the black market. He is humming a little tune and walking his bird on the street, with two or three burly followers following behind him. They were all arranged for him by Zhang Bo in the morning.

Some locals who knew Zhang Xiaoshan would quickly avoid him upon seeing him, fearing they might offend him.

This is truly unbelievable.

They had all fled to the outer city and settled down, yet they still managed to run into this纨绔 (playboy)!

Then, Zhang Xiaoshan saw a beautiful young woman, about eighteen or nineteen years old, selling vegetables on the street, and his eyes immediately lit up.

This woman has a delicate figure and a pretty face. Her long legs are longer than his waist, and the surging fabric in front of her suggests that she has a large and generous chest.

Zhang Xiaoshan couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick the corner of his mouth. He immediately stepped forward, deliberately brushed against the vegetable stall, staining his white robe a little. Then, he skillfully began to attack the father and daughter.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Zhang, I'll clean it up for you!"

At this moment, the old man selling vegetables, Qian, looked bitter and kept apologizing to Zhang Xiaoshan, who stepped forward to help him clean his clothes.

"Sorry? If 'sorry' was enough, what would be the point of the government? Huh?"

Zhang Xiaoshan glared and kicked Old Man Qian away.

"Old man, do you know how much these clothes of mine are worth? You couldn't pay for them even if you sold everything you own!"

"Oh...Young Master Zhang, we really didn't mean it. Please forgive us."

Old Man Qian was almost in tears, and he grabbed his daughter Qian Xiuxiu and apologized frantically to Zhang Xiaoshan.

He has elderly parents and young children to support; he can't afford to lose everything.

Moreover, selling vegetables doesn't earn much money; most of it has to be given to the black market as protection money.

Zhang Xiaoshan grinned. "Fine, you've had it tough too. I'm a magnanimous man. How about you sell your daughter to me as a concubine, and we'll call it even!"

Upon hearing this, Old Man Qian and his daughter's expressions changed drastically. They had heard of Zhang Xiaoshan's character before.

This guy is no good person, he's not even human!

He forcibly took some women to his home, and after he got tired of them, he sold them to brothels. He was a complete beast!

With her daughter in his hands, how could she possibly have a good ending?

"What? You don't want to?"

Zhang Xiaoshan frowned. "If you really don't want to, I'm not an unreasonable person. Give me two hundred taels of silver, and I'll take off this garment and sell it to you."

"Two hundred taels??"

Old Man Qian was almost scared to death.

Although his surname is Qian (meaning money), he has never seen so much money in his life.

Even killing him for two hundred taels wouldn't be enough!