After Liu Xiongye finished speaking, he opened the leather bag under his arm and took out ten banknotes with a face value of 10,000 taels.

"Take it and tell those shops to rent it to us for ten thousand taels a day!"

So heroic!

It’s so arrogant!

Ten thousand taels a day, this kind of free money business, no one will refuse!

As expected, those store owners who were still a little jealous immediately nodded in agreement for the sake of the 10,000 taels of silver notes.

Anyway, their ‘poke the grid’ lottery has no business.

It would be better to just make room for Liu Xiongye.

You can also collect some rent to repay your capital.

The news that Ninth Avenue has launched a lottery is spreading more and more widely.

The most affected one is, of course, the Medicine Street next door.

Many people didn't want to continue queuing, so they turned around and went directly to Liu's store.

Su Chen and his party stood at the entrance of Ninth Avenue and had a panoramic view of everything.

"Sir, this won't work. If we let it go, our medicine street business will be ruined."

Lao Niu said with a worried look.

"If Heaven wants it to die, it must first let it go crazy!"
Chapter completed!