Evil Master and Disciple

In Lingbao Pavilion, there were only about seventeen or eighteen customers choosing their favorite magic weapons.

Ye Feng greeted Qi Yao, Fang Ning, Zhuge Benlei and others, and then asked Fang Tong to go upstairs with him.

Arriving at the small conference room on the second floor, Ye Feng sat on a chair and said, "Fang Tong, I have a question for you. You know I was injured half a year ago and have lost a lot of my memories. I want to ask you, besides you bullies, who do I have a better relationship with? Or, in other words, who do I trust the most?"

Fang Tong was stunned and asked, "Brother Feng, why are you asking this all of a sudden? Did something happen?"

"No, no, it's just that after hearing the headmaster read out so many lists today, I became curious whether there are any elders and their disciples that I'm familiar with."

“Probably not. When I rushed back this morning, Master told me that most of these elders were the ones who followed our eldest brother back then.

Our masters and elders all followed the head master back then and are on the side of the winners.

We don’t have much interaction with these people on a daily basis. At most, we exchange a few words when we meet, so we can’t say we are familiar with them.”

"As for the others, do I have any particularly close friends?"

Fang Tong thought for a moment and said, "Apart from us, I haven't heard of anyone else you could get along with before. Well, Senior Sister Xiaorou might be one of them."

"Where is Feng Biehe? Do you know the relationship between Feng Biehe and me?"

"Feng Biehe? Are you talking about Chen Shuwen's senior brother? Why, do you still recognize him?" Fang Tong asked curiously.

"Um...I'm not sure."

Today, Ye Feng asked Fang Tong who he used to play best with. In fact, he still wanted to find out who the original owner had given the last list and map to.

After sending Fang Tong away, Ye Feng fell into deep thought.

Through the holders of the first two lists, Ye Feng could roughly infer the original owner's thinking pattern when entrusting the list.

The people entrusted by the original owner were all people who could speak to the sect leader and had extremely high status in the Yunhai Sect, and he trusted them very much.

But the last person seemed a little unusual.

This person is definitely not from the circle that Ye Feng is in now.

It was impossible for him to hand over such an important thing to the fat and thin monks and Qi Yao.

It can only be handed over to young elite disciples like Fu Jinghong and Feng Biehe.

But why hasn't the other party contacted me in the past six months?

Even though he won the fight, this mysterious person did not come out to congratulate him.

"Could it be Yue Yinling? The original owner seemed to be quite close to Yue Yinling."

The idea was rejected as soon as it came up.

It was Yue Yinling who dug out the iron box from the elephant cemetery. That night, the two of them spent the whole night in the bamboo house studying the map.

Yue Yinling didn't know that the map was the spiritual vein map of the Yunhai Sect.

Moreover, Yue Yinling never told me that I had given her anything.

"Wait, why must it be a disciple from the younger generation? Maybe it's an elder from the older generation..."

Ye Feng suddenly had a new idea.

If the last list he entrusted to someone other than young disciples like Fu Jinghong and Feng Biehe, then many things could be explained.

Just when Ye Feng was thinking about who the original owner was most likely to trust when his fat master was not in Yunhai Sect, Miss Achun came up with a thick account book.

"Boss, this is the list of elixirs the store needs. I've already compiled it."

Miss Achun handed it to Ye Feng, who took it and took a look. It was mainly Huiyuan Pills and Juling Pills. Due to their low prices, they were very useful for outer disciples and were in great demand.

Some disciples bought dozens or even hundreds of them yesterday.

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Have you counted all the money from yesterday? I'm going to take it away and give it to the financial backer behind me."

Miss Ah Chun nodded and said, "It's ready. Take a look at yesterday's accounts first..."

"I won't look at the accounts. Just tell me the total."

Ah Chun flipped open the account book and said, "Yesterday's turnover in the store was 21,440,580 taels.

The store held a sword-fighting event outside, and returned 3,073,430 taels and 6 coins to the customers.

After deducting the expenses from the Sword Fighting event, the store's turnover yesterday was 18,331,107 taels.

Deduct the cost of helping the disciple yesterday..."

"Enough, enough, stop telling me this. It gives me a headache. Just tell me how much money I should give to my supplier today."

Ye Feng is a liberal arts student, and his head gets confused when he hears these numbers.

Miss Ah Chun flipped through the account book and said, "There are two in total. One is over 9.14 million taels, and the other is over 4.57 million taels."

As she spoke, Miss Achun took out two boxes from her storage bag.

One big and one small.

After opening it, there were neatly stacked stacks of large-denomination silver bills inside, all of which were issued by Jiuzhou Silver Bank and were accepted everywhere in the world.

Ah Chun said, "This morning, we exchanged all our silver for silver notes at the Jiuzhou Silver Bank and have already divided it up."

Ye Feng nodded. He knew that there was a branch of Jiuzhou Silver Bank in Xianling Valley.

He directly put the two large boxes of silver bills into the black silk bracelet.

He stood up and said, "Okay, you've worked hard. The shop isn't very busy today, so I won't be here for long. I'll deliver the pills the shop needs as soon as possible."

Ye Feng no longer had the joy of earning more than a thousand taels of silver when he came to this world and collected debts for Miao Xiaorou.

He lacks everything now, except money.

Of these two large boxes of silver notes, more than nine million taels were given to Feng Biehe, and the remaining four million taels were embezzled by him.

Because when I was planning to open Lingbao Pavilion, I didn't expect Feng Biehe to provide goods.

So Ye Feng wanted to take 50% of the profits.

After all, these magic weapons and elixirs are all from Sanzhier’s treasure house.

Later, Feng Biehe took the initiative to provide magic weapons and elixirs, so Ye Feng didn't tell anyone and pocketed half of the profits.

Although I feel sorry for these good brothers, the risk I take is much greater than theirs.

Besides, Ye Feng didn't treat them unfairly.

Yesterday, each shareholder received three or four hundred thousand taels of silver, enough for them to squander for a lifetime.

Besides, it was just one day, Lingbao Pavilion will remain open for a long time.

They will receive large dividends every month in the future.

Ye Feng went downstairs and talked to everyone for a few more words. Seeing that the business in the shop was slow, he asked Miss Adong to order lunch for everyone. Don't be afraid to spend money, it will be reimbursed through the official account.

Then he continued to be his hands-off boss, carrying Sanzhier and flying towards Xingluo Peak.

Sanzhier squeaked on his shoulder.

It heard Ye Feng asking Adong to order a big meal for these people.

It wants to eat too!

He didn't eat much yesterday, and he still hasn't eaten or drunk anything today. Sanzhier feels like he can't hold on any longer.

Ye Feng knew what San Zhi'er meant and said, "Don't worry, you won't suffer any loss. When we get back to Fenglingju, I'll ask Xiaoman to prepare a table just for you!"

After getting the pie in the sky painted by Ye Feng, San Zhier became happy again.