Gao Wu Da Qin: You don't want your secret to be known, do you?

Chapter 100 This matter requires extra money.

"Nephew, what did the King tell you?"

"The king praised me for being handsome and reliable, and said he would betroth me to a princess. 🐍🐝 ➅➈丂卄𝔲ⓧ.cσᗰ ♝☜"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true! Don't you think I'm very handsome, Uncle?"

Qin Feng chatted idly with his uncle as they packed their bags for the trip.

Qin Feng recalled Ying Zheng's words: "Your uncle might be a double agent. He will tell the other side all the secrets you tell him without any concealment, and he will also tell you all the secrets of the other side without any concealment."

Qin Feng's feelings upon seeing his uncle again today were completely different from his feelings when he first met his uncle a few days ago.

When I first met him, I thought I had found a powerful backer.

I just realized that this mountain behind me is actually ventilated!

Fortunately, my relationship with my uncle wasn't very deep yet, so I could still accept his identity as a spy at this point.

It would be painful to discover that he was a spy only after you've developed a deep relationship with him.

But then again, is it possible for someone as cold-hearted as myself to have deep feelings?

"Young Master, when will you return from this journey across the land?"

Gu Niantong reluctantly packed Qin Feng's luggage, her contact lenses glistening, her eyes red-rimmed, as if she had cried for who knows how long last night.

Qin Feng wiped Gu Niantong's cheek, his laughter warm and gentle. "I'm just going to travel the world, not to die! Is it really necessary to put on such a lively atmosphere?"

"Stay home and make sure you keep a close eye on the monthly revenue. Even though the King won't embezzle my share, I can't guarantee that these royals won't stir up trouble after I'm gone."

"If you encounter trouble, don't panic or do anything rash. If all else fails, go smash the windows of the Fusu family's house! Although Young Master Fusu and I have a deep-seated hatred, he understands me better than anyone else in Xianyang. He will definitely lend a hand!"

Gu Niantong practically nestled into the young man's arms, overflowing with gratitude.

Feeling the fragrance of her embrace, Qin Feng continued, "This group will probably be gone for a long time. If you don't have a proper title, some people might bully you. Here, take this letter; use it to humiliate them if necessary!"

Qin Feng took out a letter from his pocket.

The letter's cover bore the inscription: "Qin Feng of the Qin family hereby betroths Miss Gu Niantong as his concubine."

Gu Niantong held the letter, extremely excited. This was the young master giving her a proper title, instead of the status of a maid!

"Thank you, young master!"

Her eyes were alluring, her fragrance mingled, and they almost merged into one.

Finally, the old man on the side couldn't stand it anymore. "That's enough. The reporters at the door have already started fighting. You two stop being so lovey-dovey! After the World Tour is over, I won't say a word no matter how much you two love each other."

Qin Feng pushed Gu Niantong away, gently stroking her hair. "Thirty years or fifty years, it's just a blink of an eye. When we meet again, we will still be young."

Gu Niantong looked at Qin Feng, her beautiful eyes glistening, her delicate hand clutching the betrothal letter Qin Feng had given her. "This humble servant will see you off, sir!"

"Let's go!"

Qin Feng glanced back and couldn't help but say, "Holy crap, is all this luggage really necessary? Uncle, aren't you bringing a bit too much?"

My uncle packed a hundred or so boxes, which looked incredibly dense and impressive.

Uncle retorted, "Is that a lot? There are only three hundred pots. Think about it, we'll go through ten pots a year on this trip, that's enough for thirty years. We might have to buy more pots along the way, not to mention seasonings and stuff. Meng Ke has very picky tastes, and you're not easy to please. Isn't it normal for me, as the logistics manager, to prepare more supplies? You don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you're in charge of the household, and you don't know how much stuff there is until you cook. I'm too lazy to talk to you!"

"Oh, and go deal with those reporters in front! I'm slipping out the back door!"

"Remember, you only have ten minutes, then you need to drive straight to Taishan Station!"

Qin Feng said, "Got it! Tong's gone. 😎🐨 ➅➈s𝓱𝓾𝓧.𝒸Ｏ𝓂 ♢🐻"

As the door opened, under the beams of spotlights, a young man in an ordinary black windbreaker, military pants, and white shirt appeared, exuding youthful vigor and beaming with smiles.

The sound of reporters' camera shutters clicking was deafening, and the laser beams were so bright that ordinary people couldn't open their eyes.

Qin Feng stepped onto the interview platform, looked at the hundreds of authoritative media reporters below, and said eloquently, "I am Qin Feng from Longcheng, and I am very happy to celebrate this great moment with all of you journalists!"

"Twelve hours later, as darkness fell, the farewell banquet for the seven kingdoms began, marking the start of this journey across the land."

"First of all, as the driver for this global tour, I would like to thank my parents, my teachers, my leaders, my colleagues, and all the friends I have never met who have been paying attention to me."

"Without you all, there would be no Qin Feng today. I, Qin Feng, have come this far entirely thanks to Your Majesty's wise leadership and the warm hospitality of the Qin people. Therefore, let us give Your Majesty the warmest applause!"

The entire audience erupted in applause.

A beautiful female reporter quickly stepped forward and said, "Hello Mr. Qin Feng, I am Jia Yu, the host of Xianyang News. I witnessed every match of your finals. Your miracle was simply the most shining and proudest stage of my career. I have a question for you. Do you have any plans for the 'Walking the World' project? Has the map been finalized?"

Qin Feng said, "I'm not entirely clear on the specifics of the 'Traveling the World' plan yet—where it will take us, what the route will be. That's Master Meng's plan; I'm just the driver, my job is to make sure the carriage is moving smoothly. Next question!"

"Young Master Qin Feng, as far as we know, you don't seem to have obtained any pilot's license or driver's license yet. How are your flying skills?"

Qin Feng said, "First of all, everyone needs to understand that I'm not driving a flying car; I'm a coachman, the kind of coachman who drives a very old-fashioned carriage. The carriage isn't pulled by an engine, but by a real horse! So, driving skills have absolutely nothing to do with this profession!"

"Young Master Qin Feng, after your three-month stay in Xianyang, is there anything you'd like to share with everyone?"

Qin Feng pondered for a moment, "These three months have been filled with many unforgettable experiences, such as the many opponents in the final round of the 'Stunning Beauty' competition, my superior, Young Master Fusu, and many wonderful colleagues in the Court of Justice!"

"But the one I remember most fondly is my confidante, Miss Gu Niantong!"

"Come on, Tong, come up here!"

"I have an announcement to make! I have presented Ms. Gu Niantong with a letter of engagement today, and Ms. Gu Niantong has agreed to become my second wife!"

"Thank you everyone for being witnesses to our love!"

Finally, please give us a round of applause for happiness!

As reporters, they frantically took photos, snapping pictures of the blushing Gu Niantong and the shameless young hero.

The next day, all sorts of gossip about the driver and his second wife would probably make the headlines.

These are the kinds of news stories that the media loves to talk about. They won't make a big deal out of it, and they can still generate a lot of buzz!

Gu Niantong was in a daze, so happy she didn't know which way was up. Although she already knew Qin Feng had written the marriage certificate, the joy and excitement she felt in front of so many people was indescribable.

This scene, broadcast live, was interpreted differently by others.

Inside Xianyang Palace, a baritone voice boomed, "That brat, he really knows how to create drama! Can't he live without putting on an act?"

Zhao Gao laughed and said, "Your Majesty, it's time for us to set off!"

Inside the prince's palace, Fusu changed into his festive attire while grinding his teeth in frustration, "This display of affection is truly infuriating!"

The confidant said, "It's a good thing he's about to embark on his journey across the land. If he had stayed in Xianyang, the young master's blood pressure might have skyrocketed even further. 🍓☮ ❻➈ᔕĤ𝓤𝐗.Ć๏𝐦 🐲✎"

Fusu said, "That's right! Let's go!"

The press conference ended quickly with a click of the camera. Qin Feng and Gu Niantong bid each other a reluctant farewell and boarded the royal flying car, heading straight for Mount Tai.

"Young master, have a safe journey!"

"Brother Qin! Have a safe journey!"

"We respectfully bid farewell to Brother Qin!"

Qin Feng watched Gu Niantong and a group of second-generation elites of the empire gradually disappear outside the window; Xianyang was getting further and further away.

"This display of affection is amazing! I'm practically being fed dog food!"

A sour, sarcastic voice came from behind.

Qin Feng turned around and was startled. "Holy crap, why are you dressed like a ghost?!"

Fusu was wearing an exaggerated long gown and even a tall hat. At first glance, he looked like a majestic deity, but upon closer inspection, he looked quite comical and absurd.

Fusu said irritably, "All sacrificial robes are like this, what's so funny! Do you think I like it? I have no choice but to wear it!"

"Alright, alright!" Qin Feng suppressed a smile, putting his arm around Fu Su's shoulder. "Could you offer some assistance during this journey across the land, young master?"

Fusu grinned, "You want to steal my gold coins again, Qin Feng? Are you shameless?! You're going to travel the world, not to die! Is it necessary to be so shameless?"

Qin Feng said, "But the thought of not seeing you for eight or ten years makes me miss you so much!"

Just then, his uncle's voice came from the carriage ahead, "Don't worry, you'll definitely see him in two years at most! He's here for a meeting!"

Fusu patted Qin Feng on the shoulder, "Go on, I'm going to rest!"

"good!"

Qin Feng entered his private room, where his uncle was sitting, drinking tea and enjoying the scenery.

Qin Feng said, "Uncle seems to be in a good mood!"

My uncle held out a file and handed it to me. "Here! Take a look!"

Qin Feng picked up the file, opened it, and found a bounty notice on it.

Title: Jiazi Demon Extermination, First Battle

Location: Hongmengyuan

Mission: Annihilate the demons

The one who helps you find your way: Stealing Heaven

Addendum: On the day of Jiazi, demons were vanquished, and the world was cleansed.

Below this list is a portrait of a person with shifty eyes and an extremely sleazy appearance.

Qin Feng recognized this person; he had met him once before in the Heavenly Prison, and the man had given him the Dragon Pearl and the Marquis Pearl.

My uncle sipped his tea and said calmly, "I told you the other day that when the supercontinent was in existence, the world was divided into two parts and eighteen pieces. The two parts were the Jiuli tribe of the North Sea and the Yanhuang tribe. Besides these two parts, which occupied half of the supercontinent, there were eighteen other pieces of land that occupied the other half! Later, when the new universe arrived, the area where the two parts were located almost became the solar system you see in the new universe. As for the eighteen blessed lands that occupied half of the supercontinent, they have disappeared without a trace."

Qin Feng seemed to understand something. "Are we heading towards these eighteen blessed lands this time?"

The uncle said, "That's right."

Qin Feng estimated, "A cycle of sixty years is 60 years. With eighteen blessed lands, each land would take approximately 3.3333 years!"

The uncle said, "That's hard to say. Do you know that person who helps resolve the karmic connection?"

Qin Feng asked curiously, "What does a person who helps others resolve their karmic entanglements do?"

My uncle said, "You can think of it as destiny itself, the people who give us these tasks! They are ordained by fate, possess great opportunities, and are here specifically to guide us and witness our efforts to eradicate all demons in the world!"

"Once upon a time, Confucius traveled the world and had seventy-two inner disciples and three thousand side disciples! Among these inner disciples, almost all were those who had attained enlightenment!"

"We probably won't have as many local matchmakers as Confucius this time."

Qin Feng suddenly realized, "I understand now. This 'Fate Interpreter' is like the Heavenly Supervisor, responsible for bringing us projects and overseeing our work. If we don't do a good job, Heaven will have something to say, right?"

The uncle said, "Your understanding is quite vivid; that's pretty much the purpose of a person who helps others resolve their karmic entanglements."

Qin Feng said, "That's not right! According to my thinking, we're just employees, working for God, so why is this task list all unpaid, with no wages or rewards?"

Upon hearing this, the uncle looked at his nephew strangely. "What do you mean?"

Qin Feng laughed, "I think God is too stingy and insincere! Everyone gets paid to work! He gives nothing but tasks; how can that work? We absolutely cannot accept it!"

Looking at Qin Feng's expression, the uncle said, "But it is Master Meng who requests to travel the world. How can Master Meng ask for payment for his request to travel the world?"

Qin Feng said, "Uncle, you are mistaken. Think about it! It is indeed Master Meng who requests to travel the world! Master Meng may not ask for payment! But those who serve Master Meng should be paid!"

"This is a monarchical society. As the saying goes, the vassal of my vassal is also my vassal!"

"Therefore, I may not pay my vassals, but I must pay the vassals' vassals, or we'll strike, we'll slow down the pace and efficiency of the world!"

"Without me driving the carriage, and without you cooking, Master Meng wouldn't have gone far, would he?"

The uncle didn't speak, but lit a cigarette and began to ponder Qin Feng's words.

Qin Feng watched his uncle puffing on his cigarette and thought to himself, "Brother Zheng's reminder was indeed correct. My uncle's obvious statement about not wanting wages was directed at the divine faction. Clearly, my uncle has become a servant of the gods, and he's even started speaking up for them."

But Uncle, I can't abandon my principles and standards just because you're my uncle.

I work to earn money to eat, but now I haven't even eaten enough or earned any money. What a load of bull!

So if you want to continue traveling around the world, you have to pay more money. If you don't pay more, it will be very difficult to do this!

So the question is, where did Qin Feng get the confidence to bargain with the gods?

There's nothing else to it, Qin Feng is certain that the gods are even more eager than the Master to get rid of the remnants of the North Sea!

After all, the remnants of the North Sea and the existence of the demons in the Classic of Mountains and Seas truly affected the interests of the gods, but had little impact on the human world. You see, the Seven Kingdoms were busy with space exploration and hardly saw any demons or monsters.

Therefore, if you want a master from the human realm to help you get rid of these remnants, you'll have to pay more than the conditions you agreed to with the Master!

Or I can procrastinate and slack off. I, Qin, may not be good at much else, but I am certainly good at working sporadically.

After a while, Qin Feng saw that his uncle was still silent and thought to himself, "Is it so slow for you to report to your boss?"

Qin Feng said, "To be honest, Uncle, I don't necessarily want to pay more."

The uncle looked at Qin Feng and asked, "So, what do you want?"

Qin Feng said, "What I want is an attitude."

The uncle hesitated, then asked, "Attitude? What attitude?"

Qin Feng spread his hands. "Of course, we're welcome to go and slay demons! After all, this is a righteous act that benefits heaven, earth, and all the gods! Such a righteous act naturally needs support from all sides, not for us to shamelessly offer our help. That's against human ethics!"

The uncle nodded and said, "If we go to help, the host family should welcome us."

Qin Feng, seizing the opportunity, said, "That's right. Since we're welcome, we should show some appreciation, right? Mencius is a sage, a near-sage; he might not need these gestures. But I'm just a lowly person, a coachman, and there's you, Uncle, the cook, and that messenger who runs his legs off every day. The three of us are all low-level service workers. We need to be clear about our social and personal standing. We can't talk about lofty ideals; what we need to talk about is our own petty interests!"

"If they're just making empty promises like 'once we complete the journey across the world, we three will instantly become saints,' then wouldn't we be complete idiots?"

"Our three pharmaceutical companies have united to form our own grassroots circle. We must protect the interests of our circle and try to gain as much benefit as possible, instead of just letting them encroach on our legitimate interests."

The uncle looked at Qin Feng and finally understood what Qin Feng meant. "So, we still need to pay more."

Qin Feng nodded, "Yes, more money. This job can't be done without more money! It won't be done in at least sixty years! If the money isn't in place, the travel speed won't be fast enough. If it delays things and ruins the important events of the world, then you can't blame me. The world is so stingy, all it does is make empty promises and doesn't give any benefits. Let whoever wants to do this job do it, I'm not doing it!"

Qin Feng spread his hands and began to slack off. His shameless demeanor was exactly the same as it had been in Xianyang, full of the strategist's detached, spectator mentality.

The uncle nodded, "What you say makes some sense. We'll talk to the teacher about it later!"

Seeking the Master's reaction?

It's probably the reaction from the amazing person who's in contact with your uncle!

Seeing through things but not saying it outright, Qin Feng continued to chat.

"Exactly!" Qin Feng said, "When giving feedback to the teacher, it would be best to include our working hours, overtime pay, accident insurance, emotional distress insurance, single status compensation..."

The uncle couldn't help but ask, "What's the single compensation?"

Qin Feng said, "Think about it, Uncle. We're going on a business trip like this, and we definitely won't be able to get married halfway through. It'll be so lonely and cold along the way. The three of us are all strong and vigorous men, and we don't even have a beautiful wife. What's wrong with asking him for a little money?"

The uncle said, "Alright, you're right! Anything else?"

"Of course!" Qin Feng took out a piece of paper from his pocket. "I've already thought of 999 reasons for the subsidy! They're all on the paper! Uncle, you can show it to the teacher!"

My uncle's hands trembled. "Holy crap, this isn't just taking advantage of someone's kindness, it's like a spaceship charging right at your face! You're pushing your luck to the limit!"

Qin Feng said aggrievedly, "Uncle, what are you getting so worked up about! This was all written by me for the benefit of the three of us. It was the Master and Heaven who shed the blood! It's not like you're the one who has to shed blood, so why are you getting so worked up! Just submit it!"

The uncle could only pick up the excuse Qin Feng had given him, saying, "You're really shameless, you don't treat heaven and earth like human beings at all!"

Qin Feng said, "Please! We work for Heaven and Earth, what's wrong with us asking for a little compensation? They don't think I'm like that simpleton Zilu, doing whatever they tell me to do!"

"No way!"

"Who is Zilu? Who am I?"

"Before Zilu debuted, he was just an ordinary thug! I, on the Astounding List, am a master strategist!"

"If you're going to hire me, you should know that the cost of using me won't be low! If you dare to pay me a low wage, I'll quit in a heartbeat and show you how inefficient I am when I'm low-value!"

"I'll only work at full capacity if you pay me properly! I'm even capable of working overtime and exceeding my capacity if the pay is high enough! A task that would take sixty years, I'll finish in ten!"

Seeing Qin Feng's smug look, his uncle waved his hand repeatedly, "Your appetite is too big! I reckon the teacher will have a hard time agreeing to everything."

Qin Feng smiled without saying a word. "I never expected to agree to everything. As the saying goes, 'ask for the sky, then bargain on the spot.' Business is all about give and take."

(End of this chapter)