"Morning, Ninth Uncle!"
"Morning! Qiang! Business is good!"
The man selling fish by the roadside greeted Ninth Uncle very warmly.
"Aiyo, thanks to you, the villagers are living a stable life. Only then do they have the leisure to eat fish!”
"Haha!"
Ninth Uncle smiled and didn't say much, but from his footsteps, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.
"Ninth Uncle, good morning!"
At the stall next door, the butcher who was selling meat put down the butcher knife in his hand and greeted Ninth Uncle with a smile.
"Morning!"
Along the way, the people in the town were basically very friendly to Ninth Uncle and kept greeting him.
"Senior Brother, you're really popular!”
Fang Gan could not help but sigh when he saw the people coming and going greet Ninth Uncle politely.
Ninth Uncle's trademark straight eyebrows could not help but tremble. His eyes revealed a hint of pride and joy.
"Do more and talk less. The people in the town will naturally respect you!”
"Let's go. Don't let Old Master Ren wait too long!”
Nodding, the two of them quickened their pace and walked in the direction of the Ren residence.
After turning the corner of the street, a magnificent manor appeared in front of Ninth Uncle and Fang Gan.
It had to be said that the Ren residence was indeed a wealthy family and was really rich!
"Ninth Uncle!"
A middle-aged butler greeted Ninth Uncle with cupped fists. He must have been waiting here for a long time.
"Butler Ren, I've been waiting for you! I was delayed for a while on the way."
"It's fine. Ninth Uncle, please!"
As he spoke, Bento led Ninth Uncle and Fang Gan inside.
The Ren residence was different from the traditional Chinese-style manor. It was a typical western-style villa. The front yard was an empty space, and the main hall was facing the door. There were rooms on both sides.
However, in this chaotic world, even children understood the principle of not revealing their wealth!
But this Ren residence was so ostentatious, no wonder it was ruined!
Fang Gan shook his head. In this chaotic world, keeping a low profile was the way to go.
However, these things had nothing to do with him. He did not need to offend the Ren family because of this. It was not worth it.
"Ninth Uncle, please!"
"Master will be here soon! Ninth Uncle, please wait for a moment!"
Nodding, Ninth Uncle brought Fang Gan to sit on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.
After a while, a servant came up with a tray and placed some pastries on the coffee table in front of Ninth Uncle and Fang Gan. He also poured two cups of hot tea for the two of them and stood respectfully at the side.
"Haha, Ninth Uncle is here?"
Before he arrived, a forthright voice was heard.
The person in the lead was dressed in top-notch Western Shu brocade. The workmanship was exquisite and it showed off his temperament.
His face was very kind, but he was middle-aged and his figure was a little plump.
"Old Master Ren!"
Ninth Uncle pulled Fang Gan to his feet and cupped his fists at the person who had just entered.
The other party also cupped his fists in response.
"Ninth Uncle, you're welcome! Sit!"
"Sit!"
"Try this pastry. It's said to be called egg tarts, a western dessert, but it tastes good!”
"Yes! It's indeed not bad!"
Ninth Uncle picked up an egg tart on the coffee table and tasted it. He could not help but nod at Old Master Ren.
"I heard that your daughter has returned from the provincial capital? Why don't I see her?"
"Hey, this girl, she held some party with her friends last night and stayed at home until late at night. She's probably still sleeping!”
At the mention of his daughter, Old Master Ren seemed very happy and said to Ninth Uncle excitedly.
It was a party, western things, and western language. He was very happy.
However, poor Ninth Uncle could only agree from the side and nod from time to time.
"Western dialect?"
"This junior brother of mine also knows quite a bit of western language!”
"Oh?"
Old Master Ren took a closer look at Fang Gan. He had thought that he was just Ninth Uncle's disciple, but he did not expect him to be his junior brother. It seemed that he was also a master of the Maoshan Sect.
Yes! It was worth making friends with!
Upon closer inspection, the other party had a dignified appearance and was a talented person. He sat and stood in a very orderly manner, without the impetuous aura of a youth.
"This young friend!"
"Old Master Ren, you can just call me Fang Gan! You're welcome."
"Haha, alright, then I'll call you Nephew Fang!”
Uh...
The old thing was quite good at hitting a snake with a stick!
Forget it, on account of your daughter's looks, Yours Truly will forgive you!
"I wonder how well you speak in Western Chinese?”
Old Master Ren looked at Fang Gan with golden light in his eyes, as if he was looking forward to it.
"My junior brother's western language is quite good. Back when we were on the mountain, I even saw junior brother communicate with foreigners!”
Old Master Ren's interest was piqued when he heard Ninth Uncle's words. He said to Fang Gan sincerely,""Nephew, Uncle has a presumptuous request. I hope you can agree to it.”
"That girl of mine is very interested in western language, but you also know that no foreigner is willing to come to a small place like Ren Town. No matter how much money you spend, it won't work!”
Old Master Ren sighed. Then, he changed the topic and looked at Fang Gan with a burning gaze." Would you be interested in teaching Tingting? Don't worry, money is not a problem. We can even exchange it for high-grade talisman paper materials of equivalent value."”
Fang Gan looked deeply at Old Master Ren and couldn't help but be moved. It seemed that this old man had collected a lot of good things over the years!
To be honest, he wouldn't be interested in just some things like money. However, high-grade talisman papers were a must for purple talismans.
With his cultivation, he could have drawn most of the purple talismans. Unfortunately, he had been lacking talisman paper. Ordinary yellow talisman paper could not withstand such powerful spiritual energy. Only high-grade talisman paper could.
Even Mao Mountain did not have a lot of high-grade talisman papers in stock. Most of them were made on the spot. Some of the materials were relatively scarce, which resulted in the high price of high-grade talisman papers.
Even Ninth Uncle was a little tempted. Ever since he left the mountain, he had to rely on himself to earn most of the things. The sect's support was limited.
However, this was Fang Gan's own business. It was up to him whether he was willing or not.
To be fair, Ninth Uncle felt that this deal was still feasible. Not only could he build a good relationship with the Ren family, but he could also obtain high-grade talisman paper raw materials. It was killing two birds with one stone.
Holding the teacup, Ninth Uncle blew on the tea leaves and took a sip. He didn't want to interfere with Fang Gan's choice.
"Alright, I just hope that Miss Ren won't despise my standards!”
After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Gan agreed. It was obvious that there was no reason not to do something that would benefit him.
"Haha! Don't worry, my daughter isn't that kind of unruly rich girl. Teach her all you want. If she doesn't respect you, tell me directly!”
Stroking his beard, Old Master Ren was very satisfied with Fang Gan's decision.
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