Facing Wang Zheng’s problem, Zhao Zimo’s face showed a painful expression:

"It's ready, but the price is too high. The store is pretty good. Those mahjongs that portray obstacles to exploration are really expensive..."

After Zhao Zimo said this, Wang Zheng knew that the Zhao family had prepared what he had told him. Looking at his trauma of worry, he obviously did not have much confidence in this emerging thing.

After patting Zhao Zimo's shoulder, Wang Zheng said earnestly:

"Don't worry, I promise to get you back the money for this mahjong hall. Of course, if your Zhao family manages well enough, I dare not say that Fujia Northern Regions can be ranked well in the Great Chu territory."

"Really?" Although it was not the first time that Wang Zheng's outlook for mahjong, Zhao Zimo could not help but show excitement on his face.

Wang Zheng gave Zhao Zimo a reassuring look, but did not directly answer Zhao Zimo, but instead gave him a booklet.

"This is a detailed explanation of mahjong that I have compiled. You can take it back later and ask your old man to find a few friends with similar cultivation and outstanding cultivation to play in the mahjong hall.

I’ve told you the magic of mahjong itself. Whether it can be managed well is the matter of your Zhao family.”

After taking the detailed mahjong explanation compiled by Wang Zheng himself, Zhao Zimo nodded with a serious expression, bowed to Wang Zheng and said, "Brother Wang, my Zhao family will never forget it."

"Well, go." Wang Zheng nodded lightly. Zhao Zimo held the books in his hand tightly and hurried towards Xiling City.

To be fair, Wang Zheng didn't fool Zhao Zimo. If he manages it well, he will definitely make a lot of profits.

Even from a mahjong hall to a casino, the profits will become even more terrifying.

But after all, everything depends on the Zhao family’s own management. After all, in the Tianyuan World, practice is the most attractive thing, and everything else must be ranked after practice.

Even if mahjong became a phenomenal existence in his previous life, it was destined to be just an enduring entertainment activity in the Tianyuan World.

Moreover, it is too simple to imitate mahjong. For low-level monks, the simplest mahjong is enough, and there is no cost at all.

For monks with higher levels, not only should each mahjong be carved with formations to prevent monks from perceiving.

Even the mahjong table has to be carved with corresponding cultivation formations or magic arrays. Such costs can not be afforded by ordinary forces.

It just so happened that the Zhao family has some status and financial resources in Xiling City. It just so happened that the audience would better understand Tang Bohu's funny point in Qiuxiang, so they had to promote mahjong.

Wang Zheng did not value these long-term benefits that consumed a lot of manpower and material resources, so he waved his sleeves and arranged them directly to Zhao Zimo's family.

Of course, this idea was not given for nothing, and Wang Zheng's face was also placed there. 10% of the benefits of the mahjong hall will be handed over to Nangong Tiezhu in the future!

This is also something that Wang Zheng had agreed with Zhao Zimo from the beginning. Of course, this kind of thing involved money. After agreeing, Zhao Zimo wisely did not mention it any more.

After all, talking about money hurts feelings...

The next morning, when Xiling City was the most lively, the Zhao family’s store opened without any event, just like that.

The shop has two floors in total, similar to the traditional structure, with a private room on the first floor lobby and the second floor.

However, even though there was no opening activity, the shops were still crowded with people eating.

Nothing else, just for the four old men in the lobby who were pushing mahjong leisurely...

"That short-haired old man should be the ancestor of the Zhao family, and the golden warrior, senior Zhao, right?"

"That's right, it's Senior Zhao. On the left hand of Senior Zhao is Old Master Cao from the Cao family, a warrior in the early stage of the third level!"

"I would like to say to the person in our Xiling City? Did you see the old man with long beards? That is the famous casual cultivator in our Great Chu, the third-level sword cultivator He Xiang. And that old woman is also amazing. She is the elder of the Qingmu Palace in Great Chu!"

"Damn? Four third-level strong men, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know! No one knows now. Isn't this all here? What are the small squares they are pushing each other?"

…………

Early in the morning, these four famous seniors from Da Chu met in the Zhao family's mahjong hall. After studying the mahjong style, the few invited Mr. Zhao to help boxing started their mahjong career like babies.

Who knew that I thought I was here to help the boxing, so I just let it go. But this mahjong is so fucking interesting!

Now who cares whether it is a helping boxer? It’s just a fuck! Especially the sword cultivator, his hands are stinky, but the brand is like a character, the more he beats, the less he is dissatisfied.

"Bar!"

"eat!"

"bump!"

"Damn, this is a broken card!"

"Oh, don't hit this!"

"Old He! A true gentleman who can't speak chess, the same is true when putting it on mahjong!"

"Haha, Lao He, Lao He, you're going to fire again! I'm so lucky!"

The four old men were full of red faces and were having fun playing mahjong. Although the melon-eating crowd didn't know what they were doing, they were having fun watching the excitement.

After all, the four third-level strong men are playing cards without airs together, and most people can't see this picture.

At this moment, a group of people from the Zhao family, under the arrangement of the head of the Zhao family, began to flexibly shuttle among the crowd, and gave them a booklet when they saw people.

"What's this thing? I didn't say I wanted it, just gave it to me."

"I don't know? Hey? Mahjong? The thing they played is called mahjong?"

"A detailed explanation of the introduction to mahjong or was it written by Wang Zheng? It's interesting, let's take a look."

"Eat, touch, bewilder? It seems very complicated?"

"Hu should mean to win, but there are so many ways to win?"

As almost everyone was in possession of a booklet, everyone began to understand what this was an old senior was doing.

Compared with the booklet in hand, these melon-eating people gradually began to find out some tricks.

He Xiang’s luck is really terrible to them now! It’s fine if he’s not good at luck, but he’s like a fool, and he will beat whatever others lack.

It makes me feel anxious! But it’s useless to be anxious. They are seniors, so I’m asking for death if I speak out for my own advice?

Didn't you see that He Xiang's sharp sword intent could not help but burst out? This is obviously a matter of losing urgently...

"Ahem, Brother Li, Brother Bai, Brother Ouyang, you see, we are just four of us, why don't we go there a few laps?"

"Why go?"

"Go!"

The more you look at this mahjong, the more you look at it, the more you become. And the bad hand of He Xiang’s hand is the more annoying.

After watching for a while, someone finally couldn't help but want to play twice by himself.

"Where is the waiter? Waiter? Arrange a private room for me upstairs!"

"Woman, leave me a place in the lobby, I'll go back and call someone now!"

"Women, are you selling mahjong?"

In just a moment, as the first private room was booked, the entire mahjong hall was suddenly overcrowded.

It’s okay for everything upstairs, but downstairs are completely noisy!

"Damn it! Don't hit this! I can see that the previous family wants this."

"Can you shut up? How can I use it to teach you how to use it?"

"Hahaha, it's a waste! You'll treat you next time you have dinner."

"Damn it! Are you cheating? Why are you cheating again?"

On the other hand, the head of the Zhao family who had been observing everything upstairs finally showed a satisfied smile. If mahjong is so popular, then the Zhao family must seize the time to start laying the market, otherwise the Zhao family will really become a laughing stock if they are taken advantage of by later generations.

Thinking of this, the head of the Zhao family sent a voice to the ancestor of the Zhao family and said, "Grandpa, everything goes well. Let's go back to the house to study it?"

"Who are the heads of the family? You need to study it yourself. Your grandfather is busy! Don't talk, touch it!"

Mr. Zhao said without thinking about it.
Chapter completed!