Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Upon hearing Diao Mao's words, the five men felt as if they had been granted a pardon and turned to walk back as fast as noodles.

As the saying goes, "the law does not punish the masses," and with five shopkeepers making mistakes at the same time, it was impossible to bring oneself to set off.

Furthermore, this is a critical period for Jin Manlou's survival, a time when he needs manpower. If Diao Mao were to ruthlessly exterminate this family, it would only make Jin Manlou's situation worse.

As long as they keep an eye on that young master in the future and make sure he doesn't enter the gambling den, that's fine.

Although the other party won a lot of money, they also advertised for the gambling den, which will make those gamblers even more reckless in the future, and they will be able to get that money back in no time.

However, just as these people were about to leave, a large, dark crowd appeared around them, all waving large denomination banknotes.

Will Lin Ping give them a chance to make a comeback?

Strike while the iron is hot; kill as soon as possible.

Whether it was gambling on stones or gambling with money, Lin Ping deliberately made a big show of it, and then told some nonsense about Jinmanlou's economic crisis and Diao Mao's plan to abscond with the money.

Those who can afford to go to gambling houses and gambling dens are all wealthy people. Most of them hold Jinmanlou's silver notes. Upon hearing this, they were immediately startled and scrambled to come to Jinmanlou to withdraw their money.

I don't know where the news came from, but someone said that Diao Mao was hiding outside the Bafang Money Shop, perhaps to borrow money.

The head of the prestigious Jinmanlou had to borrow money from Bafang Money Shop. What else could it be but a lack of funds?

These people became even more panicked, and before Diao Mao even returned to Jinmanlou, they went straight to the street to block him.

Sure enough, they spotted Diao Mao at the entrance of Bafang Money Exchange and immediately went berserk.

“We want to withdraw our money. If you don’t give us the money, we’ll beat you up, beat you to death.” Li Mingxuan, who had once played the role of a wealthy person who saved money, spoke first.

Jin Manlou and his group panicked immediately. This dark mass of people numbered at least eight hundred to a thousand. If each person paid one hundred taels of silver, that would amount to eighty thousand taels of silver. They were trying to kill Diao Mao.

They hid at the entrance of the Eight Directions Money Exchange to sneak around and do bad things, and they didn't dare bring any servants. They were surrounded by the crowd, and it's no wonder they were beaten to death.

"Gentlemen, let's talk this over." Tian Duoduo stood in front of Diao Mao, smiling broadly.

Upon seeing this, the five shopkeepers huddled together in fear, some even trying to crawl into Diao Mao's carriage, too exhausted to speak.

“We are all law-abiding citizens. We will never beat anyone if we can get the money,” Li Mingxuan said, patting his chest, as if he were the embodiment of justice.

Withdraw money?

Does this setup look like they're withdrawing money?

Furthermore, if you don't get the money, are you going to resort to violence?

Tian Duoduo was also startled and broke out in a cold sweat. When she saw Li Mingxuan's face clearly, she turned pale with fright.

Isn't this the same guy who swindled me out of ten thousand taels of silver?

Why did it appear at this critical juncture?

The other party is a wealthy man with 100,000 taels of silver; who knows how many silver notes he has in his hands?

"Young master, how much silver do you wish to withdraw?" Tian Duoduo forced himself to calm down and asked, holding his breath.

"It's not much money," Li Mingxuan replied calmly, while casually taking out a 10,000 tael silver note from his pocket.

Among the hundreds of people, most were relatively wealthy commoners, and there were also some merchants, whose net worth was only a few hundred taels of silver. Tian Duoduo was most worried about Li Mingxuan, and when she saw that he only took out ten thousand taels of silver, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems there are still some left." Li Mingxuan continued to rummage through his clothes, and surprisingly, he pulled out another 50,000 taels of silver notes, which finally made his bulging clothes look flat.

"Only 60,000 taels..." Tian Duoduo chuckled dryly.

Jin Manlou's warehouse was piled with at least 500,000 taels of silver, so there was no need to make a fuss about a mere 60,000 taels.

He only hoped to use the 60,000 taels of silver to prove Jin Manlou's strength and to appease people's hearts, so that others would not have to clamor for the money.

"I remember now, there are still some in the shoes." Li Mingxuan suddenly realized, then sat down on the ground and slowly took off both shoes, from which visible black smoke spread around.

vomit……

Many people were nearly overwhelmed by the stench, and countless others vomited.

"There's no way around it, the smell of money is too strong, please forgive me!" Li Mingxuan took out 50,000 taels of silver notes from each of his two shoes, for a total of 160,000 taels.

It really does reek of money...

Everyone gasped, hoping to catch a whiff of Li Mingxuan's money-grubbing.

Tian Duoduo's face showed panic. Sixteen thousand taels of silver was no small amount. Taking it out all at once was like stabbing a knife into his heart, making his whole body tremble.

"Young master, please come with me to Jinmanlou to get the money," Tian Duoduo said, forcing a smile.

"Don't worry, Mr. Tian, ​​I still have more in this hat!" Li Mingxuan calmly took off his hat, gently shook it on the ground, and there was another 50,000 taels of silver notes, which brought the total to more than 200,000 taels.

Tian Duoduo was almost paralyzed with fear, thinking to himself: Where did this guy get so many silver notes?

He admitted that Li Mingxuan was a nouveau riche, but not this rich. He could easily be one of the wealthiest merchants in Yingtian Prefecture, but he had no recollection of him at all.

"Come on, let's go get the money!" Tian Duoduo said through gritted teeth, her heart bleeding.

If he doesn't give the money to Li Mingxuan immediately, he will confirm Jin Manlou's crisis, and how could the hundreds of people around him let him off the hook?

Tian Duoduo had to put on a brave face and put on a show for others.

"Two hundred and ten thousand taels of silver. It seems that Jin Manlou is not so bad after all."

“That’s right. Jinmanlou is very wealthy. It’s safer to keep your money there than at home.”

“Jinmanlou is the largest money house in the entire Wu Kingdom. Even a few hairs on its body could be enough for us to live on for a lifetime. How could it not have money?”

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, clearly impressed by Tian Duoduo's boldness.

Suddenly, the tide turned. Jin Manlou was no longer condemned by the public; instead, he became a highly sought-after investment target.

"Boss Tian, ​​don't rush off." A cold voice came from the crowd, startling the shopkeepers.

"It's him...it's him who won the gambling den's money." The five men pointed at Lin Ping and said, as if they had seen a demon. With each step he took closer, their hearts sank.

"Lin Ping, it was you who pulled the strings behind my back!" Diao Mao got off the carriage angrily, his cold eyes meeting Lin Ping's.

He had already guessed the relationship between Li Mingxuan and Lin Ping, and he also guessed that he had been the one pulling the strings behind the scenes these past few days.

Before getting off the carriage, Diao Mao roughly calculated something.

Lin Ping had previously swindled 100,000 taels of silver, and today he won another 400,000 taels, bringing the total to 500,000 taels. Even if he withdrew it all at once, Jin Manlou could afford it.

Once the 500,000 taels of silver are released, it will dazzle everyone, instantly filling them with confidence in Jin Manlou.

Although they lost money, they gained credibility, which is not necessarily a bad thing.

The proverb "A loss may turn out to be a blessing in disguise" roughly conveys this idea.

Diao Mao was certain that Lin Ping had at most 500,000 taels of silver, and was not capable of bringing down Jin Manlou.