Ordinary customers with low profits can not be missed, but big business still can not miss, Yangling commanded Good to expand twenty sets of other hospitals. Basically, one apartment earns more money than a hundred ordinary rooms.

When the lantern first came on, Yang Ling walked slowly to the night incense tavern. Although there is no KTV, there is no rock and roll, but he can still find a trace of the feeling of clubbing with friends in the busy tavern. Dim lights, endless wine, and the same full of seductive beauty...

Turning a corner, he caught sight of a man feebly cleaning the doors and Windows. It was Andrew, the tavern owner who had invited him to stay in Wesson.

Generally speaking, after dinner is the best time for business in the tavern, but Andrew's tavern is a desolate, except for a couple of men and women sitting in the corner flirting, the original full of people have long been taken away by the Nocturne tavern. Looking at middle-aged, haggard Andrew, Yang Ling understand that he must have a hard time this time, think about his bold look and enthusiastic attitude, the heart suddenly move.

'Andrew, working so hard at night!

"Oh, it's Lord Yang!" After raising his head, he saw Yang Ling, Andrew was very surprised, "Recently the body is getting fatter, ha ha, always have to activity, otherwise the bones are moldy!"

Getting fatter?

Looking at Andrew's haggard face and wisp of white hair, Yang Ling smiled, "I said Andrew big boss, even won't let in the door, is it worried that I don't have money, drink you poor?" I have always missed your excellent bartending skills!"

"Yo, look at my dead head, let Yang adult laugh, this way please!" Andrew smiled sheepishly, wiped his wet hands on his apron, sidled Yang Ling in, and poured him a glass of wine.

Although Yangling's night incense tavern robbed the vast majority of customers, but Andrew did not resent Yangling himself. After all, Yang Ling for people to eradicate the evil Anka family, and from time to time to help some impoverished townspeople, prestige is getting bigger and bigger, Andrew can only blame his skills.

"Well, it tastes good!" After a sip, Yang Ling paused for a moment, ready to get straight to the point, and said, "Andrew, have you been busy lately? Are you interested in doing a business?"

Doing business?

Andrew was very surprised, he thought Yang Ling just came to catch up, never thought he actually introduced himself to the business. After the accident, couldn't help but get excited, with the identity of Yang Ling definitely will not talk, to introduce yourself to the business is definitely a fat job.

Sure enough, after Yang Ling said he supported opening a huge investment hotel, Andrew was excited and incoherent. The success of Shangri-La Hotel is obvious to all, although many people also want to follow a share of the pie, but where do ordinary people come to such a large capital?

"Lord Yang, I..." After the excitement, think about the meager savings, Andrew looked sad, "adults, the hotel investment is too big, alas, I this old bone can not get so many coins!"

"Money is no object, it's up to me! Do the math, see how many coins you want, and then come to me." Yang Ling smiled, "However, my interest is very high, after the hotel is built, we must run a prosperous business." If you do not return it, be careful I will ask for debt!"

After patting Andrew on the shoulder, Yang Ling strode away, behind, the middle-aged Andrew moved his eyes red.

The tavern business is bleak, and the family is almost out of rice to cook, and he is considering whether to close the tavern and go logging with his neighbors to earn some money. Did not expect Yang Ling at this time, not only to introduce themselves to the business, but also a promise to their advance a large amount of money. As for the high interest, as long as you are not a fool, everyone knows that Yang Ling is just joking.

Aristocrats, this is the real aristocrats, a rich family, generous and well-educated aristocrats!

Looking at Yangling's fading back, Andrew was moved to tears and decided to immediately go back and discuss with his wife, and wish Yangling a happy and safe life every time he prayed. In this day and age, the great aristocrats who treated the common people equally like him have almost disappeared.

Andrew moved to tears filled the frame, at the same time, Yang Ling is thinking.

Maybe we can open a bank here!

Remembering Andrew's sad look when he was short of money, he felt that opening a bank here was a good choice. First, you can earn a lot of coins; Secondly, it can also support and encourage the people of the town to invest and start businesses, and quickly prosper the economy of Wisen Town. But more importantly, to lay the foundation for the future to firmly control the economic lifeline of the town of Wesson.

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Despite not graduating in economics, and despite spending most of his college years picking up girls and playing games like Warcraft, Yang Ling understands the importance of banking to the economy. If you open a bank here, it may not earn many coins in the short term, but it will definitely have great benefits in the long run.

About half a column incense time, Yangling walked to the night incense tavern, no accident, it has been crowded with people. There are mercenaries who laugh like no one else, loggers and hunters who drink like crazy, and seductive girls who dress scantily.

"Boss, this way please!" As soon as he saw Yang Ling, the two fairy girls standing at the door quickly greeted him, and the mercenaries also gave way. In the town of Wesson, if there is one person they both respect and fear, it is Yang Ling.

There were many waitresses, both human and fairy girls, all beautiful and charming, but no one dared to lay a hand on them.

The entrenched Anka family has been uprooted, the unconquerable wind mercenary regiment has been destroyed, who dares to pull out the beard of the tiger's mouth? Even if they were given the courage of a tiger, they would not dare to touch the young girls under Yang Ling unless they were tired of living.

Leaning back on a high chair dedicated to the bar, Yang Ling sips a fine Raphael. Suddenly, the whole body a cool, the spirit was refreshed.

"John, have any new wines been developed recently?" After closing her eyes for a while, Yang Ling asked the busy bartender next to her.

Although the bartender named John is young, but claims to be the royal bartenders of the Bantu Empire, Yang Ling has tried several times without trace, and found that this guy really has his skills. A few bottles of ordinary Roma and leucite were cleverly mixed by him, and the taste was different. If it wasn't for offending the big men the Bantu Empire couldn't afford to offend, I'm afraid Yang Ling wouldn't have come here even if he was paid more.

"Come back later, my Lord, and then I'll buy you the most delicious cocktail on the continent!" John shook his glass hard and smiled apologetically to Yang Ling. With the flick of his wrist, the cocktail swam up and down like an upside-down earthenish dragon.

Looking at the bartender, Yang Ling smiled and took a sip of wine. Bartending is also an art, generally speaking, people who engage in art more or less have a strange problem, either self-regard, or silence is golden. He had come into contact with a few similar guys when he was hanging out with friends before.

A taste of John handed over the beautiful wine, have not waited for Yang Ling to carefully understand the different tastes, suddenly, 'ah' a sound, outside the door came a dull hum. Then someone shouted, "Iberis, you yellow-haired bastard of the Bantu Empire, you dare to stand in the way and get yourself killed!"

After a scream, a hoarse voice came from outside the door, "Hey, you stupid bear of the Rus Empire, are you tired of living? Let's see if your bones are hard or my dagger is sharp."

...

There was a sound of fighting outside, accompanied by fierce Shouting. Slowly, both sides called on friends, and more mercenaries and adventurers joined the fray. There was chaos outside the pub. There was blood everywhere.

An alien version of the street melee?

Move to the window, see the two sides gnashing their teeth, wish to fight to the death, Yang Ling shook his head in doubt. He didn't want to be involved until he knew what was going on.

Seeing Yang Ling frowning in doubt, the bartender John said faintly: "The Ross Empire is the bitter enemy of the Bantu Empire, the two sides have been resentful for more than a hundred years, and the small border war has never been broken." Mercenaries or adventurers from both sides meet, and fights are common!"

"Oh, does that happen all the time?

Looking at the many warriors wearing heavy armor that suddenly appeared from nowhere, and looking at several people in black clothes hiding in a big tree opposite the tavern, Yang Ling smiled coldly.

A conspiracy! It's definitely a conspiracy!

Shangri-la's hospital just someone high price package down, Yangling has secretly commanded the thief Fenrister to inquire about their identity, opposite these several people in black is one of the most mysterious guy. Yang Ling believes that today's melee is by no means an accidental clash of warriors on both sides.