From a slave to the Great Qian Martial Saint

Wanxing Restaurant, second floor private seating.

Apart from Chen Shi, Du Yueming, and Zhang Xiaotian, Huang Jingui sat there with a big smile on his face.

With three thousand taels of silver, Chen Shi effortlessly used his bodyguards to capture Huang Jingui and imprison him in the government jail.

But with Ah Qing dead, the Fierce Tiger Gang was no longer a threat.

Rather than killing Huang Jingui and all the other leaders of the Fierce Tiger Gang who were also imprisoned in the government office, Chen Shi thought it would be better to take them into his own hands.

After speaking with Prefect Zhao Qiancheng, they were all released.

With Chen Shi's support, the Fierce Tiger Gang regrouped and, together with the Flying Eagle Gang and the Wolf Poison Gang, completely unified the streets of Yongqiu City within just a few days!

"Well done."

After listening to the three reports, Chen Shi nodded and raised his wine glass.

"Congratulations on finally dominating Yongqiu."

"It's all thanks to my elder brother's help."

"We're just trying to make a living on the streets, how dare we talk about dominating the world?"

"I'll have to rely on you from now on, brother."

The three men, their faces full of obsequiousness, rose and raised their wine glasses with both hands.

"Sit down, just sit down."

Chen Shi raised his hand, smiled, and clinked glasses with the three of them.

After drinking it all in one gulp, the three of them sat down again.

"Brother, there's something else I need to report to you."

After a few rounds of drinks, the three men looked at each other, and Du Yueming spoke first.

Chen Shi ate his food without speaking, gesturing for him to continue.

"It's about the revenue from this street. The three of us discussed it and decided to divide it into ten parts."

Du Yueming spoke with a serious expression, explaining in detail.

"Thirty percent of it will be given to Second Madam Ze. One ten percent will be used to bribe Prefect Zhao Qiancheng, and another ten percent will be used to bribe other parties. The three of us will take twenty percent, and the remaining twenty percent will be used for gang development and to pay monthly wages to the gang members."

"Yes, the arrangements are good; all aspects have been taken into consideration."

Chen Shi nodded, offering nothing more.

"Brother, you calculate how much of what I said is true."

Du Yueming smiled and suddenly asked a question.

Chen Shi was taken aback, then thought to himself, "Yes, that's only 90% of the total."

"What about the remaining 10%?"

"If it weren't for you, elder brother, we brothers wouldn't be where we are today."

The three smiled and raised their glasses to Chen Shi again.

"So the three of us discussed it and decided that the other 10% would go to you, eldest brother."

"I?"

Chen Shi's eyes widened slightly; he was indeed somewhat surprised.

After all, he was just a servant.

As for Zhao Qiancheng, the prefect, he could only take 10%!

"This won't do."

Coming to his senses, Chen Shi smiled and waved his hand.

"What merit do I have to receive this one percent bonus?"

"Brother, you're mistaken! There might be some unfairness in the other 90%, but the 10% given to you is absolutely justified!"

"That's still not appropriate. It would be better to give it to Second Madam, or distribute it to the brothers in the gang."

"Big brother!"

The three of them suddenly turned serious and stood up abruptly.

"If you don't take this one percent, you're not treating us like brothers!"

"this……"

"If the eldest brother won't take it, how are we, the younger brothers, supposed to? We might as well just disband!"

"you……"

Looking at the three men with resolute expressions, Chen Shi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand.

"Never mind, then I'll accept your thanks."

"Brother, you're absolutely right!"

The three men then turned their anger into joy, poured Chen Shi another cup of wine, and sat down again.

Chen Shi smiled, not taking it too seriously, and continued drinking.

It wasn't until a moment later that he suddenly remembered and couldn't help but ask a question.

"How much is this one-tenth in silver?"

"It adds up to about ten thousand taels of silver a year."

"……How many!"

Chen Shi, holding his wine glass, froze instantly.

"Brother, please don't think it's too little!"

Du Yueming looked terrified and quickly said.

"We've just wiped out the other gangs, and we haven't really secured many territories and profits yet. Wait until next year! I can't guarantee more, but next year we'll at least double!"

"Hehe, it's not that I think it's too little, it's far too much."

Chen Shi snapped out of his daze, smiled, and shook his head.

Ten thousand taels a year!

That's ten thousand taels!

He was a second-class servant in the Jing'an Marquis's mansion, earning only seven hundred cash a month. One thousand cash equals one tael of silver, so a yearly wage would only amount to eight or nine taels of silver.

Even if he only gets paid for 12 years, or 10,000 taels of silver, he'd have to work for a thousand years!

Of course, he couldn't earn much money as a slave. His current income mainly came from treating the illnesses of Cui Nong and her sisters. He charged five taels of silver per treatment, and with ten thousand taels, he could treat two thousand people!

This is only the first year, and Du Yueming promised to double it next year.

"That's too much," Chen Shi said, not as a polite remark, but because he genuinely felt it was too much.

But on second thought, it's reasonable that Du Yueming and his group, who monopolized the streets of Yongqiu City, earned 100,000 taels a year.

"To be honest, I've never seen so much silver in my entire life. Thank you so much, brother."

Coming to his senses, Chen Shi raised his glass.

"Brother, you're too kind."

"If it weren't for our elder brother, what would we be? Let alone earn money."

"Hehe, actually I've never seen so much silver before."

The three of them smiled and quickly raised their glasses.

That's not wrong. In fact, it's not just gold that's expensive. Even though Du Yueming and Zhang Xiaotian had already built up some wealth, they only managed to save up 30,000 to 40,000 taels of silver after working hard for most of their lives.

The four men exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.

In fact, as Chen Shi's cultivation level continued to improve, he needed to spend money in more and more places, and his expenses also increased.

The saying "The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts" becomes more and more valuable over time.

With this income as a foundation, he basically no longer needs to worry about money.

Making a living by treating patients, earning five or ten taels of silver per session, is rather slow.

Moreover, Chen Shi had recently noticed that Cui Nong was unwilling to let him treat patients. Not only were fewer and fewer people being referred to her, but Cui Nong also always had a cold expression after each consultation.

For example, last time, Chen Shi treated a woman for a slightly longer period of time, and Cui Nong didn't speak to him for almost half an hour.

In fact, Chen Shi was also thinking about whether to quit this business, but he had not yet found a new way to make money.

This is perfect.

"Take care, brother."

After a satisfying meal and having said all they needed to say, it was already afternoon, and the four of them returned home in high spirits.

Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Shi decided to head straight back to Sweetwater Lane.

As for the profit sharing, it won't be too late to report to Xiao Fengxiao tomorrow.

"Um……"

On the way, Chen Shi came across a weapons shop and suddenly stopped.

After a moment's hesitation, he stepped inside.

"Sir, what kind of weapon do you need?"

As soon as he entered, a waiter came up to him, not showing any disrespect despite Chen Shi's servant-like appearance, and greeted him with a smile.

"Whether it's swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, or forks, or whatever weapon you want to order, our shop has it all."

"No need for that. I just want to buy a knife."

Chen Shi glanced at it and said something indifferently.

In a few days, they would be going into the mountains. Xiao Fengxiao told him to prepare well, and that in addition to practicing the art of flying through the void, equipment was also very important.

Everything else is fine, but the knife is the only problem. Since he hasn't learned any more martial arts, Chen Shi needs at least a good knife!