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Chapter 93 How Much Do You Want? (Breakout

Yang Guang's attitude immediately changed because of the monk's promise to you all the conditions. He just didn't care about his business, and just criticized Du Meiyue for taking a fuck. Now it's different. He immediately reached out to help the monk with regret, "What are you three still standing there? Why don't you help the master to the bed quickly? You are really, why are you all our own people not sympathetic at all? Forgot how did the master treat you normally?"

The little black man Zhang Hu and Yue Yunpeng did not react for a moment, but then they immediately went over to support him. Of course, because they were too guilty and the scramble was a little bit bigger, so the monk couldn't help but let out painful moans one after another!

But no matter what, the monk was finally put on the bed by these three and began to check his wounds. Of course, none of these three knew medical skills. I would do it here and there. The monk was almost tortured to death by these three before being beaten to death by Du Meiyue!

While drinking, Yang Guang was enjoying the boss's sexy movements of even barbecue, but cursed, "It's not me who said you, Du Meiyue, why are you so cruel when you are a woman? You see, you beat Master Bujie, what if you beat him to death? Be careful in the future, do you know?"

Du Meiyue was too lazy to act with him, and she talked back while tumbling around the wild boar on the grill, "I don't know who was calling for a beating just now. My aunt is merciless, otherwise the monk would have become a ghost!"

When Yang Guang heard this, he immediately laughed, "Haha, that's right, who made this monk Hua offend you for nothing? Why don't you teach him a lesson?"

Du Meiyue curled her lips without even raising her head, "Whatever!"

But the monk who was tortured by these three people on the bed still heard the conversation between the two and immediately said in a howl, "Second Young Master, who is helping you, just say whatever conditions you have, don't torture me!"

Yang Guang then walked over with a wine bowl, with a little embarrassed look on his face, "But my conditions are a bit difficult, it doesn't matter, right?"

The monk immediately focused his attention, "No, it doesn't matter at all, the second young master just said it!"

Yang Guang nodded and handed the wine bowl to the monk's mouth and personally fed him a bowl of osmanthus wine. "Young Master, I plan to buy the newly renovated villa of Baoguang Temple. You can offer a price. By the way, can you decide if you don't talk about Baoguang Temple?"

The monk now fully understood that the second young master rushed back to blackmail him. The other courtyard of Baoguang Temple had just been built in autumn. Although the scale was not as large as the main courtyard, it was only 3 miles away from the main courtyard. That's right, the other courtyard was built on the mountain, and the water environment on the back was quiet. It was originally not abstained from building a place for himself to practice.

This is very difficult for others, but it is very simple for him, because he has many wealthy customers and is willing to spend money. He just explains fortune telling and says something more to others and get the job done!

Although the monk was afraid of being beaten to death, he was unwilling to be criticized by Yang Guang. "The villa was donated by 30 large households, and it cost at least tens of thousands of taels of silver. If the second young master wants to buy it, he will give it a half discount, about 5,000 taels!"

He was so smart that he didn't ask Yang Guang what he bought and did, but directly negotiated the price, because only the price was the most realistic thing. He didn't care what Yang Guang bought and did. Anyway, the money was not paid by Yang Guang himself, either from the Duke of Sui or from the palace. He didn't want to give it away for nothing!

Yang Guang nodded with satisfaction, "Well, it's a good price. Monk, you are very honest. In fact, that villa costs at least 15,000 taels, right? Also, the so-called abbot of Baoguang Temple is simply a puppet. He only knows that you are the master of the rest of the matters in chanting scriptures and burning incense, right? Because you earn the money in the temple!"

"So the price of 5,000 taels is really not expensive, but the problem is that the money I have for the horse farm is still a few thousand taels. You are not unaware that I am poor and have no horse. By the way, Du Meiyue, how much money do we have in our hands now?"

Du Meiyue opened her mouth while barbecuing, "You are so poor that you don't know. You gave me a total of 300 taels of silver, and now half of it is left. What? Do you want to give all the money to the monk? Then do we follow you to drink the northwest wind and starve to death in the snow? No, we can only take out 50 taels to buy a property at most!"

What she said was more affordable, and she directly called the Baoguang Temple villa a real estate, and it only cost 50 taels. The monk knew that this would happen, but he would never compromise. "Second Young Master, you might as well go and grab the national treasury. The more money there is, too, so who would like to buy a villa built by more than 10,000 yuan? My monk vomited blood and sold you 5,000 taels. Otherwise, you might as well let the boss beat me to death. It would be a romantic man to be a ghost under the peony flowers. Monk I would rather die than surrender!"

Yang Guang sat lightly on the edge of the bed, looked at the monk who would rather die than surrender with a look of a dead person, and reached out to touch his bald head, "You really don't even want your life for a broken house? You are still a monk, and why do monks care about those things outside? The price is 100 taels at a time. Master, I'm the decision, that's great!"

The monk was originally covered with skin injuries, but Yang Guang's irrefutable price in the end should have caused internal injuries to the monk. The monk was not in a hurry and struggled to sit up.

"I am merciful to you. Since the second young master is priced at once, I will also be priced at once for the monk. 50,000 taels. If you get 50,000 taels, you will be given a 50,000 taels in the villa. Don't think about a penny. If you want to avoid spending a penny, you will beat the monk to death immediately and then send troops to grab it!"

Unexpectedly, Yang Guang was not angry but laughed happily, "Hahaha, hahaha, okay, monk, this is what you said, 50,000 taels, no less, right?"

The monk turned his eyes and knew that something was wrong here. He looked at the second young master who was so obscene and despicable, and his waist was even more straight, "That's right, it's only 50,000 taels, no one can take it away. Even if the imperial edict comes, the monk will not sell it! This is considered a temple property, and the court has no reason to require it privately!"

Yang Guang reached out and patted his shoulder, "Well, it's a good example, I deserve to be Master Bujie. I really have the temperament. Then let's just say that. When the main manager comes out to negotiate with you, you must also stick to the price. You know!"

Unexpectedly, when the monk heard the boss of the main office, he immediately raised the price, "Do people from the palace want to buy it? Sorry, don't even think about it if you don't have 100,000 taels. This is the monk's love that is flooded with half-buy and half-get a gift!"

Yang Guang was even happier. He just hugged the monk and was about to kiss him. Unfortunately, the monk's face was covered in blood and almost disfigured!

"Okay, very good, it's so generous, then I'll congratulate Master in advance for you for making a fortune! Du Meiyue, why are you still standing there? Come and bring your best golden sore medicine and cure the injury. From now on, the master will be a rich man, so you can't just beat him. Is there any other way to the king? If you believe it or not, just send it to you to the yamen for trial!"

The monk was not happy at all, and lowered his voice and said aggrievedly, "Second Young Master, don't bring such a playful person. Next time you pay money in the palace, you will just say that you will just cheat a lot from the middle. Why do you have to beat the monk half to death before you can tell it out? The money the monk earns is sure to be filial to you with a good son!"
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