This good thing is a good thing. If it is not said to be good, it is good. You will know it only after you use it.

A guard outside directly gave a silver note to qianzichen.

"Lord, this must not be done."

How could Qian Zichen accept the silver note of the other king.

"Is this king like a man who eats a tyrant's meal?"

Lu Wang was serious, but in the carriage, he was playing with the paws of a white cat.

And a guard outside, can't help but also smoke a corner of the mouth, ye, we are not eating overlord food people?

Shuo Wang Ye's bottle of medicine can save lives. It's not enough for you to ask for another bottle from others.

That's something that can't be bought by silver. Who in the world would think his life would be long?

Qian Zichen took the silver note with both hands, and the whole thing was five thousand taels of silver.

Of course, it's beyond the silver stamp, but this king Lu has made great efforts for Qianjia Xiangxing and Yurong ointment, which is also known to all. Lu Wangye is the backstage of Qianjia Xiangxing. Lu Wangye wants to use the things here. If there is no such thing, where will he buy it in the future?

Therefore, the thousand incense companies are afraid that no one dares to start again.

Lu Wang took his things and left here, but there were more people waiting in line at the gate of Qianjia incense shop. Of course, Yurong ointment was well-known before it was sold.

In the capital city of Dazhou, it sold 121 bottles, but now they only have 90 bottles. In fact, they decide how much to sell.

But qianzichen did not sell it, but sent out the 90 bottles of Yurong ointment.

Yes, it is.

It has always been a gift to the thousands of incense shops. Most of them take care of a few guests. Even if there were six incense shops in this place, they only recognized several families of Qianjia incense shop, and each family sent a bottle.

The rest are also sent, are recorded in the record, ranking from front to bottom of several households, are also free.

His way of doing this, of course, let the people who get Yurong ointment, are ecstatic.

You know, Lu Wang Ye took a bottle of five thousand taels of silver, and the 90 bottles were more than 40000 Liang silver.

However, he said that he would give it away. He did not want to pay a cent. At the same time, he also gave a few new flavors. It was said that they were all very expensive. Of course, many people beat their chests and spent money to buy their own sins.

Originally, they could get that kind of Yurong ointment, but who knows that it is because they bought that Tang Jiaxiang. Now they are not only making money and money, but also can't get Yurong cream. They are so angry that they want to smash those shops again.

Return Tang Jiaxiang, Tang what incense, better call harm people incense.

With so much human blood made of spices, so much soul haunting, who if used, it is an idiot, is a fool.

As far as the people who buy Spices are concerned, they all like it, but for Qianjia, they are not so happy.

"Let me go back?"

Qian Zichen did not know that there was anything else in the family that needed him to go back. He was very busy now and really had no time to take care of other matters.

But in the end, he changed his clothes and went back to a thousand families.

But when he went back, he found that the owner and many family elders had arrived. Of course, Qian Zihao was sitting among them, gloating, and Qian Zichen didn't understand. How could he still laugh? He has the ability to go out and see if people outside can kill him.

"Zichen, what have you done?"

The master of a thousand families asked qianzichen in a deep voice.

There is no solution to the dust.

"Master, Zichen did nothing."

He has been busy recently. He is busy with Xiangxing every day. He even eats rice and takes a few mouthfuls. Then he starts to be busy. How can he have time to do anything else?

"Why do you want to give away the Yurong ointment?"

The head of a thousand families asked coldly, "you know that there are tens of thousands of taels of silver. Why don't you discuss with your family when you do this?"

The more he said, the more his voice became more and more top-notch. Even a few old people seemed to be in a bad mood.

This tens of thousands of liang of silver, said to send out, but he has been a member of anyone?

But have you ever thought about the family and thousands of families?

Qian Zichen was stunned for a few seconds, but suddenly he had a funny impulse, but he was also very busy with his face. Of course, he did not dare to make more mistakes in front of the patriarchs.

"Master of the house," he saluted the thousand masters, who snorted.

Qian Zichen is also a gift to several family elders.

And the eyes of these clan elders looking at him at this time are not very good.

To be clear, if they can't find out why, they won't give up, right?

Thousand son dust is to stand straight body again, also have no what heart is guilty."To the head of the family and all the elders."

"It was Zichen's own decision to send Yurong ointment."

"Why do you decide?" One of the clan old people called out and stood up. At this time, there was no self-cultivation. If it was not for a trace of reason, maybe he would really jump out and greet Qian Zichen's face.

"Why can't Zichen decide?"

Qian Zichen asked the old man.

"How do you decide on my own about my family?"

The old words of that clan are vigorous and righteous.

However, this sentence about thousands of families made the head of the thousand families think of something. His face was blue and white, as if even several family elders were like this at this time.

"Have you forgotten that qianzichen reminds them that qianjiaxiangxing is Zichen's one-man shop. Zichen will bear all the losses and gains, and the family will never get involved. Zichen used 5 million Liang silver to buy out all the businesses of the thousand incense companies, including the relationship with yipinxiang."

As soon as this remark was dropped, the old man who was still righteous just now almost didn't get angry.

Are you the only one who can take qianjiaxiangxing.

That clan old now also just bad, pointed to thousand son dust's nose to scold.

How much money does a thousand incense shops earn in a month? How can the people of thousands of families not know? Just one incense shop, it is possible to extort nearly half of the amount of silver of the thousand families.

Now, what's more, after Tang Jiaxiang's accident, people only believe in qianjiaxiang. In the future, they will only buy qianjiaxiang's spices. Will it be worse to earn money?

With so much silver, how can he still eat it?

At this time, the owner of a thousand families felt his old face burning silver, but he had to give up this face.

"Zichen, qianjiaxiangxing, you must return it."

"Still?"

Qian Zichen seems to have heard some big joke. When no one is around, he has to shut down Xiangxing. Now Xiangxing is up again and wants to take it from him. How can there be such a good thing or such a cheap thing in this world?

"Master, how can I return this incense shop?"

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