Mr. Chu, I have already said that I don’t want to betray my faith.”

Tong Qing's words had just fallen, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Chu Feng took out a silver note from his sleeve and slapped it on the table.

Tong Qing stared at her eyes wide and looked shocked.

This is a silver note of 100 taels of gold, good guy.

One hundred taels of gold is equivalent to one thousand taels of silver.

Tong Qing hesitated. He couldn't get so much silver even if he sold tea to the Wu family a year.

"How is Mayor Tong? This gold is enough for you to sell the tea to me! You have thought that this is just a deposit. By the time you sell all the tea to me this year, you will buy it at three taels of silver. At that time, you will make a big profit!" Chu Feng looked at Tong Qing's face change, put his hands on his hips, and said with determination.

Tong Qing hesitated for a moment, glanced at the silver notes on the table from time to time, and finally showed a greedy look and said, "Young Master Chu, are you serious about this?"

"Of course it's true." Chu Feng said affirmatively with his hands on his hips.

Tong Qing licked her smiling face, touched the silver notes on the table with her hands, and said greedily, "Young Master Chu, I'll accept this silver notes."

"Okay, accept it!" Chu Feng said.

"Then this year's tea will belong to me?"

"It's your turn, I'll sell it to you." Tong Qing picked up the silver bill and looked at it obsessively, and smiled obscenely.

Chu Feng saw Tong Qing's obsession in his eyes, wanted to deliberately hit Tong Qing, and said tentatively, "Will you still cooperate with the Wu family in the future?"

"I won't cooperate anymore. I will decide to cooperate with Mr. Chu in the future." Tong Qing said, stuffing the 150 taels of gold in his pocket.

"Okay, please feel free, I won't treat you badly in the future." Chu Feng said cheerfully.

Tong Qing received the silver notes, her face curled up with joy, and she smiled, and her attitude towards Chu Feng was much better.

He next ordered people to serve two cups of fragrant tea and drink and chat with Chu Feng.

He immediately decided not to cooperate with the Wu family and ordered people to use paper and pen to establish a contract document for future cooperation with Chu Feng.

With the documents, Chu Feng officially grabbed Tong Qing, a partner of Wu's tea management. Without the gambling shop and restaurant, now that the tea business is gone, the Wu family will finish it sooner or later.

Chu Feng is determined to win now and confidently put the contract document in his pocket.

When the matter was done, he didn't stay too late. He stood up and said goodbye. Tong Qing smiled and came out to see him off in person.

After leaving Tong Qing's house all the way, Chu Feng walked back leisurely on the street.

He came to Changyun Town alone and did not bring anyone, so he walked alone at will.

Halfway through the street, Chu Feng slowed down.

At this time, Changyun Town seemed very lively and people came and went, which can be said to be the most lively time in Changyun Town.

There are juggling, circus, martial arts artists who play martial arts guns, and even hawkers who sell rat poison and dog skin plasters, fortune tellers and fortune tellers, beggars who beg for survival. It can be said that there are all kinds of people, and there are various lifestyles and all kinds of flavors.

Chu Feng looked at the lively scene on the street and couldn't help but squeeze into a crowd of juggling people.

A strong and shirtless man in the crowd, holding a short knife that was shaking away from the blade in his hand, walked up to pretend to bow to the people around him.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but Chu Feng disagreed when he saw the man, and hugged his arms in front of his chest, looking very calm.

In the past, I saw many such people selling arts in the world in modern times, so it is no wonder.

"You are optimistic, I will perform a unique skill for you." The man raised his knife and shouted enthusiastically, then raised the shaky short knife and actually inserted it into his throat.

The sharp knife penetrated his throat, and everyone was shocked by the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but be amazed.

"Did you see it? He actually inserted the knife into his mouth."

"I saw it, can he still survive?"

"I think he is probably going to die, that's a real knife."

"This person is crazy! He doesn't have to play well, but he insists on playing with a knife and stabbing his throat."

"Yes, there is no such death."

Everyone seemed to be in a panic, staring at the scene in front of them with big eyes.

But what happened next surprised everyone and felt completely incredible.

The strong man who inserted his knife into his throat miraculously pulled out the knife, and miraculously nothing happened.

"What's going on?"

"This is absolutely impossible?"

Everyone looked at the stout man in the middle as if they were looking at the monster.

"You guys have been missing for a long time." The shirtless strong man put away his knife, bowed his hand and hugged everyone next to him and said.

Just as the man's words fell, a young man in green cloth pounded a gong, and he had money to say something about money. He picked up a copper basin with his other hand, but he asked everyone around him for money.

"He is really a god."

"I was scared to death just now."

Everyone sighed, and from time to time someone took out scattered silver and threw it into the copper basin.

Chu Feng stood in the crowd, hugging his arms in front of his chest, but his expression became much calmer than the fuss of others around him.

He had long expected such a trick of swallowing a knife with a raw mouth and didn't feel anything strange.

In just a moment, the copper basin in the young man's hand was thrown away by everyone.

After collecting the money, the young man was very excited and was about to turn around and walk to another crowd to collect the money.

However, as soon as the front foot got there, he was kicked out unexpectedly.

"Ah!" A scream of pain was heard, and a figure flew out of the crowd.

The copper basin flipped in the young man's hand and flew out together.

"Bang!"

Money spilled all over the floor.

"Ouch!" The guy was lying on the ground, as if he had fallen lightly.

"You are a thousand-killed person. If you dare to ask me for money, I think you are looking for death." A reckless man walked out of the crowd and scolded him angrily.

This rash man was born with big and thick hair. He walked up with his chest straight and saw that he was a martial arts practitioner.

He walked to the young man who was lying on the ground and had a blue face, raised his foot, stepped on the young man's palm, and shouted coldly, "So far, no one dared to ask me for money, you ignorant guy."

"Oh! Bless your life..."

The young man grinned, and the pain was so painful that even his voice became hoarse.

"I will pick up the money on the ground within one breath and send it to my master." Seeing the young man's pain and pain, the force on his feet was used a little more.

His feet pressed deeply on the young man's palm, and he wanted to stomp the young man's palm.

"Ah!" The young man screamed at the sky, his whole face was already twisted and deformed in pain.

"Chen'er..."

I don’t know who shouted, but before the sound fell, the rash man kicked out with a big foot.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!