I, Dasheng Sun, swear not to become a Buddha

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Sun Wukong suggested: "The business of jade should be expanded. Jade from the Western Regions is now popular in Chang'an City."

Lang Rong nodded and said: "Yes! We also planned to expand the business in this area, but we just arrived in Chang'an, and some people are not familiar with the place."

Sun Wukong thought for a while and said: "As for tobacco, it still needs to be planted, and the effect will not be quick. Don't put a lot of energy into this for now, let Xiaoqi and the others develop into gambling houses and brothels!"

"This...we've never run this kind of business before, I'm afraid it's not doing well." Lang Rong said worriedly.

"Don't worry about this, start slowly from one family."

Sun Wukong also knows their difficulties, but fortunately his affairs are not urgent.

"In addition, trade with the Western Regions must also be started. This line cannot be broken. We will fight back sooner or later!"

"By the way, Xiliang Nvguo and Che Chiguo can do a linkage. There is a businessman named Wang Fugui over there who belongs to us."

"You are responsible for this matter, don't rush to do it slowly, we have plenty of time!"

Monkey King ordered many things at once, and Lang Rong listened very carefully.

He can also give his own opinions. After more than ten years of training, he can now be alone.

Regarding Wang Fugui's current development status, when Sun Wukong came, he secretly took a look when he passed by Xiliang Nvguo.

With Mu Yun covering him, he and Xiaoqiang developed quite well there.

Even Che Chiguo has Wang Fugui's property.

In addition, Wang Fugui also had a second spring.

I don't know how this greasy businessman got Mu Yun!

He is now the husband of the national teacher!

(End of this chapter)

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===Chapter 1178 Pingkang Square===

Chapter 1178

"My lord, where have you settled down recently. I have something to ask you for instructions."

Sun Wukong planned to leave after explaining the matter. It is not appropriate for him to get close to the old man of Yinwu Mountain now.

"You don't need to look for me. Didn't Hidden Mist Mountain develop very well before? Just do what you want. I believe you can do well. When the time is right, I will take the initiative to come to you."

Sun Wukong waved his hand and said.

After speaking, he bid farewell to Lang Rong and left Lingcao Firm.

From now on, this place will be a connecting point between him and the remaining forces of Yinwu Mountain.

When the time is right, I still have to go back and think about doing things for Buddhism.

Coming out of the West Market, head east along the main street, and you will arrive at the Imperial City after passing Yanshoufang.

It has to be said that the imperial city of Datang is indeed the most magnificent imperial city that Monkey King has seen in this era.

The flying eaves and bucket arches are resplendent and resplendent, and the dragon spirit is surging inside, making Sun Wukong feel a little dizzy.

"Sure enough, it is the center of the world!" Sun Wukong praised sincerely.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

Sun Wukong, who was admiring the palace wall, was attracted by the sound of drums.

Turning to look at the people on the street, the pace began to speed up significantly.

In fact, there are no people on the street at the moment.

"Curfew?" Sun Wukong was taken aback.

He had already forgotten about the curfew in Chang'an City. In his previous life, he was influenced by a city that never sleeps in the Tang Dynasty, so he thought that Chang'an City was also very lively at night.

It turned out that it wasn't long before dusk, probably around seven o'clock in the evening, and the curfew drums had already sounded.

"Got to find a place to live."

Monkey King looked around, needless to say the north, this is where Miyagi is.

To the south are the workshops of Taiping, Guanglu, and Xingdao, and there are no places to live.

There is a place to live back in the West Market, but he doesn't know how many times the drum will be beaten. If there is a curfew on the way, he will have to use spells.

Looked up and looked ahead.

A small official at the gate of Fangshi is preparing to close the gate of Fangshi.

At this moment, many people crowded inside.

Looking into the square again, there are many signboards hanging.

"It seems that we should be able to find a place to rest." Monkey King decided to go to the front square to have a look.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

The drums are still beating unhurriedly, and it has been more than 80 times.

Sun Yuan reckoned that this thing would have to run a hundred times and work hard.

"The curfew is on! The curfew is on! Hurry up if you want to enter the workshop!" At the gate of the workshop, Monkey King also saw the name of the workshop, Pingkangfang.

I feel like I've seen it in a TV series, but I can't remember it for a while.

Looking into Pingkangfang, there seems to be no curfew on the inner streets, and there are many pedestrians on the road.

There are also many signboards on both sides of the road.

"Boom~dong~dong~" ninety times.

Afraid that the drumming would stop, Monkey King quickened his pace and followed the crowd into Pingkangfang.

"Boom~boom~boom~"

Entering Pingkangfang, the drum is still beating.

In fact, he didn't know that the curfew drum would have to be beaten a full six hundred times!

It is also to give the common people a time to go home, with six hundred drums beating, the legs and feet are quick enough to run half of Chang'an City.

"Master! Come and play!"

"Master! You are here, please come inside! Miss Xiangxiang is free today!"

"Oh! Mr. Li! I haven't seen you for a while, but the girls are always thinking about you!"

Just past the gate, there are several scantily clad brothel women soliciting customers.

Sun Wukong took a look into Pingkangfang, good guy, a lot of them are full of brothels!

Look at the people on the road, most of them are young people.

There are also many students wearing scribe uniforms.

There are even a few officials in official uniforms.

"The atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty is really open!" Sun Wukong thought for a while speechlessly.

He just came in to find a place to live, but he didn't want to visit Fireworks Lane and swear to the lamp!

"Brother Leopard. Since you are here, let's go in for a stroll. I know what you want." Six ears' voice came.

"No! I don't want to!" Monkey King refused sternly.

"My listening talent tells me that what you think is in your heart!"

Liu Er said solemnly that he did not believe that his talent could go wrong.

"Well... if... let me talk about what if." Sun Wukong asked tentatively.

"No! I won't close the six senses!"

Before opening his mouth, Liu Er already knew what he wanted, so he immediately refused.

"Okay then. I see!"

Sun Wukong shook his head, he was not used to people watching.

I can't even look in the token...

"Yo! Master Dao is here, I see that you are unfamiliar, but do you have a good girl?"

"Master Dao, come to us, we have all kinds of girls here, you are satisfied."

"Master Dao, what do you think of me? Come on, Master Dao!"

Sun Wukong had only taken two steps before he was followed by a group of women from brothels. When he came up, he was dragged and dragged, which made Sun Wukong speechless.

This honor of Lao Tzu seems to be sixty or seventy, you are still so crazy?

But soon he was relieved, there was an old official in front who looked like 80 or [-] years old, surrounded by more women.

"I said Brother Bao, we are here to go shopping, so don't use your old Taoist identity, wouldn't it be good to change into a young and handsome face?"

After following Sun Wukong for a long time, and listening to Sun Wukong's heartfelt voice a lot, Liu Er now even speaks in a tone that is close to that of Monkey King.

Will there be some words that don't exist in this world?

In fact, Liu Er also thinks it's quite fresh. I feel that being with Monkey King and learning his style of speaking and doing things is much more comfortable than learning Buddhism or Lingming Stone Monkey.

"Then what should I look like? Erlangshen? Forget it, turn into Erlangshen and go to Fireworks Lane. If he finds out, he will beat me out of Xiang..."

"Then use brother's original face!"

Sun Wukong suddenly transformed into a handsome, tall, handsome, mighty, domineering, and energetic young man...

It's his appearance before time travel, nothing else, just handsome!

As for the clothes, just fiddled with them casually, and a Taoist robe became a typical Tang Dynasty servant.

He just operated casually on the street, and immediately changed his appearance.

None of the people around noticed.

"Oh? Why did the Taoist priest just leave?"

"Forget it, let's go, just a poor Taoist priest."

"Isn't there another young master!"

"What's the name of the little boy?"

Sun Wukong ran away directly.

The girls here at the door are too enthusiastic, wishing they could drag him directly into the house.

Walking along the road in the workshop, the more you walk, the more people you see, and the business of the brothels on both sides of the meeting is getting better and better. The brothels here no longer need to solicit customers at all.

Even the thugs have been replaced at the door, and the girls are busy going in to entertain the guests.

When a guest comes, the servant will greet the guest to find a vacant seat inside.

If there are no vacancies, the servants will inform the guests in advance, saving the guests from making a trip in vain.

And there are not only brothels here, there are also gambling houses and tea houses and restaurants opening on the side of the road.

Sun Wukong casually found a restaurant on the side of the road to sit down, and ordered our special wine and dishes.

The waiter came up and took a look, okay, hand pilaf, grilled lamb chops.

The authentic western style.

It turns out that in Pingkangfang, western-style food is still very popular.

Sitting by the window, watching the brothel hall opposite is getting more and more people, I heard that there will be a famous prostitute dancing in a while.

Monkey King is still struggling whether to go to the opposite brothel to have a critical insight.

Suddenly, the sound of porcelain being beaten came from the street, followed by a commotion.

"Clap~"

"How dare you hit me! I think you don't want to live anymore!"

"What's wrong with beating you? I'm beating you!"

(End of this chapter)