Chapter 38: Grandpa Heng

Hewei City is a big city in Yinshan County. It is located in Pingchuan, which is hundreds of miles wide and has a wall of nearly 30 meters high. It is ten meters wide and extremely magnificent.
There are millions of people in the city, and there are 16 main streets in the vertical and horizontal direction. There are many shops along the streets, and the flow of people is bustling and lively.
Saint Yuan Continent respects martial arts. In addition to teahouses and restaurants along the street, the most popular shops are shops selling the things that practitioners need. Weapon armor, medicinal medicine, formation materials, strange metals, and even martial arts. Learning...There are so many, dazzling.
Wang Haochen walked among the crowds, listening to the tumultuous noise in his ears, watching the strange commodities in the shops on both sides, and experiencing the prosperity of this completely different world.
In his memory, although there were a lot of things about the Saint Yuan Continent, when he really saw it, there was another feeling.
"Lively! Prosperous!" Even though he had seen the prosperity of those big cities, Wang Haochen was amazed.
In Hewei City, shops are generally two to three floors, while most residential buildings have only one floor, but they are all beautifully built and the construction craftsmanship is extremely superb.
Turning his body slightly, Wang Haochen got into a slightly dark alley, the noise gradually disappeared, and his ear quieted.
The house is dilapidated, the road is full of sewage, and the air is filled with a stench.
There is only a wall separated, but this alley, and the bustling street outside, seem to be in two different worlds.
In the alley, there are few people, dark and deserted, and two lights are lighted from time to time, which is like a sparkling fire and even more desolate.
Wang Haochen frowned and walked in the alley, stepping into the sewage from time to time, and the stench was surging, making him frown, but when he thought that Grandpa He had been living in such a place, his heart was suddenly choked.
Grandpa Heng once took charge of the family wealth for his father, and he is considered to be a huge wealth in his hand.
"Grandpa Heng..." Wang Haochen fixedly looked ahead, faintly flashing tears.
Under a butter lamp, a rickety old man bends down to wipe the shiny table and stool. Behind him, there is a narrow pavement, with a stove at the door and a stack of steamers on it. .
"Master!" The old man seemed to be aware of Wang Haochen's gaze, turning his head slightly and looking at him, a hint of joy suddenly appeared in his dim eyes.
Wang Haochen walked slowly to the old man's side, fixedly looking at the old man's old face, his eyes moistened.
"Grandpa Heng, I'm back!" Wang Haochen choked up.
He Heng put down the mopping in his hand, walked to Wang Haochen's side, and said: "Young Master, are they bullying you again?"
Wang Haochen shook his head, plunged into the arms of the old man, and firmly hugged the old man's shriveled body, but he felt a kind of support, a kind of warmth.
"Young master, the old servant is dirty, you... alas!" The old man seemed to feel the sadness in Wang Haochen's heart. He sighed, and slightly stretched out his hand to take Wang Haochen into his arms.
After a long time, Wang Haochen's mood relaxed a little, and he raised his head slightly and said: "Grandpa Heng, I want to eat the buns you made!"
"Young Master, you haven't been here for three months. Today, the old servant will prepare food for you." The old man let go of his hands and turned around to get busy.
Wang Haochen grabbed the old man and said, "Grandpa Heng, I just want to eat the buns you made."
He couldn't bear to eat and wear the money He Heng made from selling buns. After leaving the material money for the bun shop, he saved it all. He knew that Wang Haochen would get tired of eating steamed buns. After a while, he used the money he saved to buy some meat for Wang Haochen to eat, but he himself did not move at all. Wang Haochen was happy to eat, he watched quietly. Follow, and follow along with happiness.
There was a slight suspicion on He Heng's face. Every time he wanted to make something for the young master, the young master would refuse, but at the end of his age, his mouth and the desire in his eyes could not be hidden from him, but this time, He felt that the young master really just wanted to eat buns.
"Okay! OK... Young master just eat it, the old servant will get it now." The old man turned around, with a touch of relief on his face.
The master should rest in peace, the young master is already sensible.
After noon, there was basically no business at the Baozi Shop, and almost no one came in the evening, but He Heng would still stay late in order to make money for the one or two Baozi.
The arrival of Wang Haochen finally made the alley a little more popular. The two sat under the oil lamp, and Wang Haochen gobbled up the buns.
"Young master, eat slowly, there is still a lot on the stove." The old man sat next to him and looked at Wang Haochen with a smile.
The buns made by Heheng are not very high-grade, but they are made with great care. The fillings are thick and thin, and the taste is excellent.
Once he had nothing to eat, Wang Haochen was really hungry, and he ate a whole cage of steamed buns in one breath, a full dozen.
"Come on, drink some water!" The old man pushed a cup of warm water that had been prepared long ago to Wang Haochen.
Gulong finished drinking in one breath, and finally felt that there was some stock in his stomach.
"Young Master, you have been there for the past three months, why didn't you come over at once?" Seeing Wang Haochen finished eating, the old man asked the question that had been lingering in his heart.
Wang Haochen wiped the corner of his mouth, his face also showed a solemn look, and said: "Grandpa Heng, I have gone to participate in the family trial for these three months."
The old man's eyes shrunk slightly, and a touch of anger poured out on his peaceful face, and said, "They forced you, right? They are really getting too much!"
"Grandpa Heng, I was afraid that you were worried, so I didn't tell you. I'm fine now. I'm out alive, and in the trial, I still have opportunities." Wang Haochen said with excitement.
"Just come out, just come out..." The old man murmured, but the worry in his eyes was lingering.
"Grandpa Heng, the things below me are very important, you and me." Wang Haochen looked at the old man and said solemnly.
"Young master, if you need help from the old servant, though." The old man agreed without hesitation.
Even if Wang Haochen's request is absurd, he will do it as long as there is hope.
"Grandpa Heng, I want you to leave Hewei City and go to another big city to rebuild a business school for me" Wang Haochen also has a trace of guilt in his heart. He Heng is already very old, and he wants him to go out and run.
He Heng once helped Wang Haochen's father manage the largest business in the Wang family. It is absolutely reasonable. If it weren't for the eldest lady who kept secretly using methods to restrict He Heng, with He Heng's management skills, the life of the two Rao would never be the same So miserable.
Moreover, Wang Haochen asked He Heng to leave Hewei City Development Firm not for real money, but to save his life.
Now he not only tore his face with the eldest wife, but also offended many people in the clan. Maybe they were limited by the clan rules and did not dare to kill themselves openly, but if they retaliated, He Heng would inevitably be implicated. The energy in Hewei City would kill He Heng easily, and it was more likely to use He Heng as a chess piece to threaten himself.
"Once the old servant leaves, there will be no one to take care of the young master. This must not be!" The old man shook his head firmly.
Wang Haochen smiled slightly and said: "Grandpa Heng, I've passed it, I got some chances in the trial"
"Look!" Wang Haochen picked up the stone beside the table and shook his palm suddenly.
"Snapped!"
There was a sudden violent noise in his palm, and when his palm was slowly loosened, the stones in his palm had turned into fine sand, like water slowly flowing down.
"This..." The old man's muddy eyes lit up, and there was a flush of flushing on the old face, "Master, you can already cultivate?"
Wang Haochen nodded, and then said: "Grandpa Heng, you don't have to worry about me. With my current strength, you can save yourself more. You also know the family rules. They dare not kill me. As long as I have more heart, they take me completely. There is no way."
A hint of hesitation appeared on the old man's face. After a little thought, he nodded and said, "Okay, just as the young master said!"
He Heng has seen many strong people in the Wang family. He can see that Wang Haochen's hand just now seems simple, but it is definitely not possible in the condensing state, although he does not understand why Wang Haochen suddenly became so strong. He did not ask much about his cultivation base.
With Wang Haochen’s current cultivation base, he can no longer help much, and he is also aware of the struggles of the Wang family. If he continues to stay here, I am afraid that he will be a drag on Wang Haochen, but if he leaves Hewei City and builds Commercial firms can not only avoid danger, but also provide great support to Wang Haochen.
People of the royal family, as long as they have a little strength, there will be a lot of industries outside. The cultivators need huge resources, and relying on the family to provide it is completely inadequate.
The old man is penniless, but he does not worry that he will not be able to build a business. In this regard, he has strong confidence. Whether it is vision experience or grasp of opportunities, he is confident that he is not inferior to others, and only needs one. If the opportunity arises, he will be able to establish a business.
Wang Haochen hid his palm under the table and stretched it out slightly, suddenly a piece of Yuanshi appeared in his hand, then put it on the table and pushed it in front of the old man.
"Grandpa Heng, take these precious stones. Tonight, you will find a place to hide them, and find a way to contact a caravan that left Hewei City after three. I will give you a sum of precious stones at that time. As for where to go, you are more experienced than me, you decide for yourself." Wang Haochen looked at the old man with a trace of reluctance in his eyes.
The reason why he decided to set the period of three is that he wants to use these three to get as many yuan as possible for the old man, so that the old man can easily establish the business.
Since the old man agreed to him, he would definitely find ways to complete it, and he didn't want the old man to be too tired.
"Young master, as long as the old servant has these, it is enough. It is important for you to practice. Don't waste that time." The old man did not refuse, and directly put away the essence stone.
Wang Haochen shook his head and said: "Grandpa Heng, you have waited for me for three days. I have died a long time ago without you. Now that I have the ability, I can't let you suffer for me anymore, and if you can do more Establishing the business quickly can help me faster. This is not a waste of time, but a time saving."
The old man thought for a while, nodded, and said: "Okay!"
With his extremely high management skills, he naturally knew that the initial accumulation was very slow. If there was enough capital at the beginning, it would be a completely different starting point.
After arranging a meeting place three days later, Wang Haochen got up and left and hurried away. He wanted to gather enough primordial stones within three days, time was extremely tight, and he still had no clue.
The old man watched Wang Haochen leave, and after seeing his back disappear, he slowly got up, took off the greasy apron on his waist, folded it neatly, put it on the table, then raised his eyes and took a look at his shop, then turned around. Just leave without any nostalgia.
Although Wang Haochen didn't know that he was grudges against those in the family, the old man still felt the urgency. He had been used to wind and waves, and would never make mistakes because of some petty gains.
As the footsteps moved away, the old man's rickety back seemed to straighten slightly, and there seemed to be a wave of pride in his body.
(End of this chapter)