Chapter 93 How much do you want to cheat?

Yang Guang's attitude immediately changed because the monk promised you with any conditions. Just now, he didn't care about himself. Just now, he criticized Du Meiyue for fighting. Now it's different. He immediately stretched out his hand to help the monk with a regretful face. "What are you three still doing? Why don't you help the master to ** quickly? You are really, why don't you have any sympathy? Have you forgotten how the master is usually good to you?

The little black man Zhang Hu and Yue Yunpeng did not react for a while, but then immediately went to fight for help. Of course, because they were too guilty and the fight was a little bigger, the monk couldn't help moaning in pain one after another!

But no matter what, the monk was finally got ** by these three, and began to examine his wounds. Of course, none of these three knew medical skills. They did it here and there. The monk was almost tortured to death if he was not killed by Du Meiyue!

Yang Guang was drinking here while admiring the boss's wife's action of even having a barbecue, but she scolded, "It's not that I'm talking about you, Du Meiyue. You say you are a woman. Why are you so cruel? See if you beat the master, what if you are killed? Pay attention to it in the future, okay?"

Du Meiyue didn't bother to act with him. While rummaging through the wild boar on the grill, she replied, "I don't know which one was shouting to fight lightly just now. Auntie is merciful, otherwise the monk would have become a lonely ghost!"

Yang Guang laughed as soon as he heard it, "Haha, yes, yes, who let this flower monk offend you if he has nothing to do, and why don't you continue to teach you a lesson?"

Du Meiyue curled her lips and didn't even raise her head. "Whatever!"

But ** The monk who was tortured by these three still heard the conversation between the two people clearly and immediately said in the howling, "The second young master who saved the suffering, if you have any conditions, just say it. Don't torture me!"

Yang Guang came over with a wine bowl, with a little embarrassment on his face, "But my condition is a little difficult. Is it okay?"

The monk immediately focused his head, "No, it doesn't matter at all. Second young master, just say it!"

Yang Guang nodded and handed the wine bowl to the monk's mouth to feed him a bowl of osmanthus wine in person. "Young master, I plan to buy the newly renovated courtyard of Baoguang Temple. You can make a price. By the way, don't you say that you can make the decision about Baoguang Temple?

The monk now completely understands that the two young masters hurried back to blackmail him. The other courtyard of Baoguang Temple has just been built in autumn. Although the scale is not as large as the main courtyard, it is only 3 miles away from the main courtyard. That's right. The other courtyard is covered on the mountain, and the water environment on the back of the mountain is quiet. Originally, I didn't stop covering the place for myself to repair.

This is very difficult for others, but it is very simple for him, because he has a lot of big customers who have money and are willing to spend money. He just says something more when he gives people a fortune-telling!

Although the monk was afraid of being killed, he was not willing to be rip off by Yang Guang. "The other courtyard was donated and built by 30 large families, and it cost at least tens of thousands of taels of silver. If the second young master wants to buy it, he will get a 50% discount, 5,000 taels!"

He is smart not to ask Yang Guang what he bought for, but directly talks about the price, because only the price is the most realistic thing. He doesn't care what Yang Guang buys. Anyway, the money is not paid by Yang Guang himself. It's either from the Duke of the Sui Kingdom or from the palace. He doesn't want to give it away for nothing!

Yang Guang nodded with great satisfaction, "Well, it's really a good price. Monk, you are very honest. In fact, that other hospital cost at least 15,000 taels, right? And the so-called abbot of Baoguang Temple is a puppet at all. He only knows that you are in charge of the rest of the things that chanting scriptures and burning incense, right? Because you earned all the money in the temple!"

"So the price of 5,000 taels is really not expensive, but the problem is that there are still thousands of taels of vacancies in my horse farm. It's not that you don't know that I'm poor and white here, and I don't have a single horse. By the way, Du Meiyue, how much silver do we have now?

Du Meiyue opened her mouth while eating barbecue and replied, "You are so poor that you don't know that you have given me a total of 300 taels of silver, and now there is still half left. What's wrong? Are you going to give all this money to the monk? So do we follow you to drink the northwest wind and starve to death in the snow? No, you can only take out 50 taels to buy real estate at most!"

What she said was more affordable. She directly called the other courtyard of Baoguang Temple as real estate, and it only cost 50 taels. The monk knew that it would be like this, but he would never compromise. "Second young master, why don't you just grab the treasury? There is a lot of money there. How can someone buy a other courtyard with more than 10,000 yuan for 50 taels? The monk spit blood and sold you 5,000 taels of lost. You'd hair left. Why don't you let the boss's wife kill me? It's romantic to be a ghost under the peony flowers. I'd rather die than give in to the monk!"

Yang Guang sat lightly by the bed, looked at the monk who would rather die than give in with a look at the dead. He reached out and touched his bald head, "Do you really want to die for a broken house? Fortunately, you are still a monk. Why do you still care about those things outside your body? The price is 100 taels. I'm in charge, young master. That's enough!"

The monk was originally a skin injury, but Yang Guang's last irrefutable price immediately caused Shang's internal injury.

The monk was really a scholar who couldn't explain it clearly when he met the soldiers. He was not in a hurry and struggled to sit up.

"I am compassionate. Since the second young master's price, I also pay the monk at the same price, 50,000 taels. If you take 50,000 taels of other courtyards, you don't think about it. If you don't want to spend a penny, kill the monk immediately, and then send troops to occupy it directly!"

Who knew that instead of being angry, Yang Guang laughed happily, "Haha, hahaha, okay, monk, this is what you said, 50,000 taels, you can't lose a point, right?"

The monk was a little confused, but when he turned his eyes, he knew that there must be something wrong here. Then he looked at the second young master's smile so obscenely, and his waist was straighter. "That's right, it's 50,000 taels. No one can take it away without a point. Even if the imperial edict comes, the monk won't sell it! The monk is a temple property, and there is no reason for the court to requisition it privately!"

Yang Guang reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Well, good job. It's worthy of being a master. It's really decent. Then let's make a deal. When the general manager comes out to negotiate with you, you have to hold on the price, you know!"

Who knew that as soon as the monk heard that the general manager of the palace immediately sat on the ground and raised the price, "Do the people in the palace want to buy it?" I'm sorry, don't even think about it without 100,000 yuan. This is still a monk, my love is overflowing, half buy and half free!"

Yang Guang was even happier. He hugged the monk and almost kissed him. Unfortunately, the monk's face is now full of blood, and he is almost disfigured!

"Okay, good, generous enough, then I will congratulate the master in advance on making a fortune! Du Meiyue, what are you still doing? Go and get your best golden sore medicine and heal the wound for the master. In the future, the master will be a rich man. You can't fight as soon as you want. Is there any king's law? Believe it or not, I will send you directly to the government for trial!"

But the monk was not happy at all. He said aggrievedly in a low voice, "Second young master, don't play with people like this. Next time you pay money in the palace, you can directly say that you want to cheat from the middle. Why do you have to beat the monk half to death every time before you say it? The money earned by the monk is guaranteed to be a good filial piety to you!"