"No, no, it's definitely not possible!" The old shopkeeper took two steps and stopped in front of Feng Chenglin with a bitter expression: "Master, you are all uncles, I can't afford to offend any of them... An uncle, for the sake of my small shop, which is not easy to operate, he gave me a way to survive..."

"It's not you..."

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu got up leisurely, walked to the old shopkeeper, and weighed his purse: "You gave too little, no wonder the elderly are unwilling!"

Feng Chenglin was wronged: "Didn't I tell him, let him ask you for it?"

"As the saying goes, if you don't see a rabbit, you don't scatter an eagle! People who haven't seen the gold and silver jewelry you gave, naturally have no bottom in their hearts and dare not let you do it!

Ling Luoyu put Feng Chenglin's purse on the table, turned his hands, and found two more gold bricks.

"Old man, this time...is enough?"

The old shopkeeper's face was rather ugly: "Master, this is not a question of money, but..."

"Old man, don't tell me about Feng Shui anymore. Is this money not enough for you to choose a place with better Feng Shui?"

"No!" The old shopkeeper still shook his head stubbornly: "This is the house that our ancestors have left for generations. I can't say anything to demolish it in my hands!"

"Then add it!"

Ling Luoyu was also refreshed, adding two gold bricks again.

The old shopkeeper's pupils shrank and he shook his head.

"No? Okay..."

Ling Luoyu directly gave six gold bricks this time.

"Old man, don't say anything crazy, with ten gold bricks, let alone buying your house, it's more than enough to buy your entire town..."

"I"

"If you refuse any more, it will only show one problem!"

"What you want to guard is not this house, but the things in the house..."

Ling Luoyu's finger pointed to the rear.

"To be precise, it's the well in the yard... right?"

At this time, Feng Chenglin no longer had any thoughts to care about with Zhao Sheng, and subconsciously looked at the backyard: "Then...what's in the well?"

"Nothing!" The old shopkeeper suddenly sighed: "Three, if you have enough food and drink, please leave! I am the foundation left by my ancestors, let alone a few small pieces of gold bricks. , Even if you give me gold and silver mountains, it's useless! If you don't leave, then I'm sorry, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"You're welcome?" Feng Chenglin smiled and became interested: "What, are you planning to use your kitchen knife or soup spoon..."

The old shopkeeper suddenly turned around and strode towards the counter.

Seeing that, it's going to get the guy.

"This guy, don't want to look at the baby?" Feng Chenglin put away the gold bricks playfully: "San Shao, does this mean that the things in that well are better than the gold bricks in our hands? Still valuable?"

Zhao Sheng's face changed slightly, and he looked at the side door of the backyard.

While Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin were all paying attention to the old shopkeeper, they quietly moved there.

Behind the counter, the old shopkeeper bent over and pulled something.

Without waiting for Feng Chenglin's teasing, a rust-colored halberd stood upright.

"Masters, don't say I'm unreasonable... The shop is mine, and the money is yours... Buying things is your freedom, but not selling, that is my right! Now, I will ask a few masters one last word ...Will you go?"