"Are you injured? Where is the injury in Yiliang this time? Did you slaughter it off?"

Joy had already lost Yang Shiqin's mind. Among his three sons, only the third brother was by his side for the longest time. He was worried day and night. The third brother of the Yang family had become Yang Shiqin's weakness. There was no news when Ding Baojun went to Yiliang. The Wanjia Buddha in Yunnan almost became a living Yama. The sword hands of the Yang family in Kunming were gathered by him. Just as he was about to set off, he got great news that the third brother was enlightened.

"It's nothing serious!"

Yang Meng grinned and rubbed his almost crushed palm, and couldn't help but be amazed at the strength of his cheap dad's hand.

"Baojun, from tomorrow, we will hold a ten-mile long street banquet outside Kunming City, and we will do it for a month first. Let the horse gangs from all over the country come back and bring some strange objects on the way, and congratulate our third master for enlightenment."

In Yang Shiqin's mouth, his third son has become the third master. How happy do you think this person is? He doesn't plan to do business anymore. Yang Meng used to be so worried!

"Dad, let's forget it. It's so silly and envious. I don't think the master wants to see it. Let's celebrate at home."

There is still one month for the ten-mile long street banquet. How much does it cost? In addition, people are afraid of being famous and pigs, and they are afraid of being strong. If they play like this, they are afraid of being jealous!

"Okay! Just listen to you, the brothers who went there today are one hundred Yingyang, and the others are fifty, and the same is true for those outside."

Since Yang Shiqin opened his mouth, he had to have some momentum. Even his son's father would be worth the price.

Yang Meng was speechless. Although he didn't know what Ying Yang was, looking at the expressions of the knife hands around him, it was definitely not small. It seemed that what he wanted to do had the minimum financial guarantee.

"Dad, I have brought back a few people, please place them."

The two beauties, one big and one small, are still by your side! Since they have been brought back, they have to be placed.

"Don't worry about this. Baojun has always been safe in doing things. Go back to the house with dad and let dad see your injuries."

When Yang Shiqin heard that his third brother was injured in Yiliang, he became anxious on the spot and planned to go to Yiliang in person with his men. If Ding Baojun hadn't resisted it, Yiliang County would not have been like this today.

The master of the Yang family returned to the inner hall of Wuzhuang. The knife hands inside and outside the yard quickly dispersed under the command of Ding Baojun. Cen Yuying, Ma Qinghu, and the beauty were placed in Wuzhuang. After these things were done, the sky turned white.

In the lobby of Wuzhuang, Yang Shiqin kept fumbled on Yang Meng, fearing that his son would have any internal injuries. After carefully looking at it, the Master Yang, who was shocking Yunnan, moved a chair and sat down next to Yang Meng. The tears in his eyes never disappeared for a moment.

Yang Meng's heart was either moved or awkward. The touch was because of Yang Shiqin's deep affection for his son, but the two old men just stood next to each other, which made him even more awkward.

Yang Shiqin didn't speak, just staring at his third brother quietly. For sixteen years, no matter how many doctors and masters he hired, it would be useless. Unexpectedly, an accident made his son open and he was willing to do anything!

This trick is just right. The third brother should marry a wife. He was confused at the beginning and was afraid that he would be beaten to death. This matter took two or three years and he was the age of holding a grandson. Although the eldest brother had several, Yang Shiqin always felt that he had something to do. Now he thought he was the third brother, and he finally waited for a perfection in 16 years.

"Dad, don't look at me like that, it's weird."

It was a long time, and Yang Meng couldn't stand it anymore. He had never seen this scene except when he was interrogated. If he didn't say anything, this old man would probably keep watching it.

"Okay! If you don't watch, don't watch, then you just talk, dad likes to listen!"

Yang Shiqin moved the chair under his butt and said that he had moved it, but the chair was still close to the place where Yang Meng sat. The sixteen years of melancholy in his heart were gone, and Yang Shiqin was energetic! As long as the third brother said, it would be as if he had eaten a fairy pill after hearing it, and it was indescribable to feel comfortable.

"Dad! I was hit in Yiliang, and the wound on the back of my head hurts."

Yang Meng really has nothing to say. What can he say to a half-old man?

"Oh... I forgot about this, OK! What do you want to hear, Dad told you."

Yang Shiqin was excited and forgot about time. He didn't know that it was almost dawn. Yang Meng was just here and his nerves were also in a state of excitement. Apart from the faint pain in the back of his head, he did not have any signs of fatigue.

"Tell us about our business! I heard Uncle Ding say something on the way. He said you know the most about this, so just talk about business."

This is my future channel for shipping goods. I can tell you what kind of goods I want to find, and it is better to have a reference for what kind of goods I want to produce.

"Buying and selling! It's nothing more than buying and selling at a low price and selling at a high price. Yunnan is a good land area. There are many things available for buying and selling, and there are many merchants who want things. The difficulty lies in the business road. If you open a business road and make a lot of money, our business road is the business road."

Speaking of his history of making a fortune, Yang Shiqin was a little absent-minded, and just a few words were over.

"Then what kind of business paths do we have in our family? Dad, I love to listen to this."

The words of his third son made Yang Shiqin smile. He stroked the long beard under his jaw and became interested.

"At the time, our family was the family business of your grandfather. Your grandfather was a tea merchant who supplied Tuo tea to horse gangs in various parts of Yunnan. The horse gang brought these Tuo tea and transported them to Sichuan, and the basic goods were transported to Tibetan borders. The food to support the family was enough. But when my father came to Yunnan, he brought a group of brothers, and it was a bit ineffective to make and sell tea.

In order to get more inputs, and your uncles and you knew the road between Sichuan and Yunnan, your father got his own horse gang. At first, your uncles and uncles took care of you. When the business was too big, they would attract local knife hands in Yunnan. They could use it easily and had a few of their own people to take care of it.

Your uncles and uncles made a free move and explored the route on the Tibetan side. There was a great demand for Tuo tea there. Most of the tea in the Tibetan area came from ours, and this road was also a way of wealth, so we occupied most of it.

In the future, there will be the Annan line and Guangdong line. These are the credits of your elder brother, and I didn’t interfere much.

With the business journey and money, my father thought that tea was a good thing, so he started buying tea mountains in Yunnan, and the money he made more and more money.

Why do you ask about this? It’s difficult to go on the business road. We have your elder brother to support you. You just need to do what you want to do. The family business you earn is enough for you to spend."

When his third son asked about this, he wanted to go out and have a chance to make a living. When he thought of this, Yang Shiqin was unwilling to continue.

Yang Shiqin said lightly, and Yang Meng could hear the rumors inside. These trade routes were probably not from the right way. Any transaction involving armed escort would definitely be quite a dispute.

"Then we don't do anything other than tea?"

According to Lao Ding's meaning, this old man seems to be quite resistant to opium. Don't start a business by yourself. If the old man gets angry, just rely on his strength, he must be good at kung fu.

"Apart from opium, as long as it makes money, our horse gang has it. The third brother! You have to remember that you can't touch opium anything, as that thing is harmful to people!"

Sure enough, Yang Shiqin resisted opium. It seems that his affairs have to be planned privately. Now that he says it, he is afraid that the old man will get angry. If he doesn't do it well, it will be bad if he suspects himself again.

"On the way back, I've seen a lot of opium grass in Yiliang! Are there many species here in Yunnan?"

If you have a thousand tricks, you have to have raw materials. The old man doesn't let him touch you, so he can only find a way.

"A weekly animal, and half of Yiliang's fertile land belongs to him. The income from the land alone is enough for him to spend. He also does these low-cost livelihoods. He should really kill him!"

When Yang Shiqin heard about Yiliang's opium fields, he was also angry. Without these opium planting, there were so many big smokers in Yunnan. Since this harmful thing was sold to the Qing Dynasty by foreigners, hundreds of people have been fired from the Yang family's swordsmanship. These are all caused by opium.

"Zhou Da cattle?"

When Yang Meng heard this, he became interested. He was short of a plantation. I don’t know if the big animals this week can meet his requirements.

"Yes! It's a big beast. This old bastard was not clean since his business. When the rebellion in western Yunnan, he was the leader of the Qing army's green camp. After suppressing the rebellion, the old boy began to buy land in Yiliang and do all his despicable business. In recent years, this old bastard has started a population business. If he hadn't seen him from the official family, I would have done him long ago."

My father is also a good person! He can resist opium and hate human traffickers, and it won’t be bad. Speaking of population transactions, this Zhou Da cattle is considered to be destined to me, but I don’t know whether Yiliang’s affairs are involved. If he gets involved, it would be great.

"Dad! I was hit in Yiliang this time because of human traffickers. Could it be that this Zhou Da cattle attacked me?"

The slap incident has already begun and ended, but Yang Meng still wants to test his old man's attitude.

"Just him? He dares not attack you if he borrows his courage. If I don't do anything, I will take care of the face of the gentry in Yunnan? Most of the traffickers in Yiliang are from the Zhou family, and this time my dad will give you a rant."

When he heard that his son's injury was related to Zhou Da's animal, Yang Shiqin had a little shadow of the Buddhas, and he was clearly the King of Mountains and the Living King of Hell.

"No need, do your own business by yourself. When I get hurt, I will go and see a big beast this week. If he kills him, he won't cause trouble for his father, right?"

If the old man feels relieved, his own business will be settled. Is it a big deal to let him do something?

"I'm just an outdated lie. I'm more secretive in my work, and no one dares to look for you."

With this sentence, Yang Meng also felt confident, but killing people is easy, but it is difficult to seize property. Let’s listen to the old man’s opinion!

"Then isn't it a pity for the ten thousand acres of fertile land under his command?"

"What do you want to do? It's not too much production, but it's hard to think about it. Our farm in Yiliang is just to provide our own rice and grain. If you want land, I'll build you a farm in Kunming tomorrow."

This is the tone of a wealthy businessman. Although Yang Shiqin has countless land, most of it is distributed in tea mountains all over Yunnan. Where can I buy food if I have money?

"It's just a fertile land. It's good to take it over and raise some knife hands. It's a pity to throw it away."

After hearing the old man's words, Yang Meng had already made plans in his mind. Zhou Daquan's farm still had many benefits.

"If you really want to do this, you have to open up the relationship between Yiliang County. Jiang Yuanji is a corrupt official. Give him some benefits and let him deal with Zhou Daquan's suspicion in the yamen first. Jiang Yuanji has the final say in Yiliang."

With the old man's idea, Yang Meng felt relieved. After relaxing, he felt a little tired. Yang Shiqin also glanced out of the hall. It was dawn and his third son was injured in the back of his head, so he still had to take care of it for some time.

"You go back to bed quickly! This is wrong with my father. I told you all night. I completely forgot that you were injured."

Seeing that his son was sleepy, Yang Shiqin also complained that he was too happy. He called his servants and arranged for his son to go back and rest. However, he plunged into the Yang Family Ancestral Hall in Wuzhuang, burned incense and paper, and worshiped for a whole morning before going back to rest with joy.
Chapter completed!