Chapter 779 Heirs of the Moh Family

"No, 20% is too much. I can't afford that much money." Mo Leilei whispered. The value of those things is impossible to estimate. Calculated based on the jade material alone, it is nearly 2 billion, 2%. Ten is 400 million. Ling Qingyu gave her 400 million directly, which she couldn't bear.

"Well, you can't calculate it that way. Those things, um, those imperial greens and stuff, I use them all for myself. The ones I sell to the store are those made from those two stones, and the one that belongs to someone else, whose last name is That's why it's not as much as you think, and what I want is your technical investment," Ling Qingyu said. She definitely wants to keep those imperial green ones for herself, and she will also keep the other ones she likes, so the things given to the store are just the leftover ones she picked out herself.

After being stunned for a moment, Mo Leilei understood what Ling Qingyu meant. In this way, it is equivalent to saying that you can have a treasure trove, and then focus on the mid-to-high-end jade market and have your own brand. Then you not only need good materials, but also have your own brand. It also needs to be innovative, and the products that come out need to be beautiful and meet market demand.

It is indeed a big challenge.

"Miss Mo doesn't need to reply right away. We have to stay here for a few days. Miss Mo can just give us an answer after she thinks about it." Ying Thirteen brought the food and filled a bowl of soup for Ling Qingyu and said with a smile.

While they were talking, Old Man Mo kept looking at them, with an enigmatic smile on his lips.

As soon as the generator was turned off, the mountain hut lost power and the lights went out. Instead, candles were lit.

The night was like water, with a hint of coolness in the wind. There was silence in the mountains, but it was interrupted by laughter soon.

After Ye Po and the others finished eating, they went to the back mountain and led the hot spring water and the mountain stream together to build a small hot spring pool. When Ye Po's howl sounded from the back mountain, Yan San took Ling Qingyu and the others there. Walk up the mountain.

Go to a hot spring.

The mountains are quiet, the wooden house has a wooden bed, and the room is only lit by candles. The candlelight is dim. Ling Qingyu is in a trance as he leans in Yan San's arms and looks at the moonlight coming through the skylight.

There were not enough rooms, so Ye Poying Thirteen and the others slept outside on rocks or trees. The protective circle formed by several people surrounded her position, just like that time when they drove the carriage to sleep outside. Same.

The morning light had just begun to show. Old Mo got up early as a habit. When he opened the door, he was startled when he heard the wind outside. He took back his feet and looked out through the crack in the door.

There was a large flat land in front of his house. At this time, all the debris placed on the flat land had been moved away. There were two people on the ground holding branches and making gestures.

One's posture is as light as a fairy, the other dances with the force of thunder, the body flashes as fast as a swimming giant, just the branches touching each other seem to bring out sparks.

Master! A true martial arts master!

Old Man Mo just felt his heart pounding. There were one or two moves that the tall man danced that he was very familiar with. They were the only two moves left in the sword manual left by his ancestors, and the others had long been known. It has been lost and disappeared into the long river of history.

Just relying on those two pages, it is impossible to know the whole set of sword skills. I only know that it is the most powerful sword of the Mo family. When the Mo sword comes out, it sweeps across the world. It is a domineering and invincible sword technique.

It was just a branch, and the two people obviously used no internal strength, and they had already brought out such a momentum just by using their moves and gestures...

That is definitely the Mohist sword technique!

The two people in the field stopped and looked at the door that was pushed open a crack. Old Mo was stiff for a while, then pushed the door open and looked at Ye Po with a smile.

Ye Shiyi and Ye Po Yingjiu practiced Kung Fu for more than two hours every day. This was good for traveling outside. No one would pay attention to them in the mountains, forests and wilderness. After returning from outside today, the two of them got up and thought about women. They wouldn't get up so early, so they would feed and feed in the field. They only took branches and their internal strength was useless.

I didn't expect Old Man Mo to wake up so early...

Also, he lives an environmentally friendly life in ancient times. He goes to bed early and wakes up early naturally.

"Young man, are you a descendant of the Mo family?" With excitement, Old Mo almost tripped when he crossed the threshold, but Ye Po rushed over to support him, stabilized his body, and grabbed his arm and asked.

Mo... Ye Po turned around and looked at Yanying Jiu. Mo Leilei's surname was Mo, and this master's surname was also Mo. Is there any Mo family here?

"What is the relationship between the master and the Mo family?" Ying Jiu took a step forward and asked. He was with Yan Qi and Ling Qingyu when he got the Mo family's classics, so he naturally knew the origin of those classics.

"Hey, I'm embarrassed to say that I'm a descendant of the Mo family." Master Mo sighed, stared at Ye Po and said: "You use the Moh family swordsmanship, right? Which branch are you from? Our Mo family still has inheritance Stay?"

"I'm sorry, Master Mo, I'm not from the Mo family. I just learned the secret book of the Mo family's swordsmanship. The secret book was obtained from a cave." Ye Po helped old Mo to sit down and said softly.

"That cave was left by the descendants of the Mohist family thousands of years ago. They also left a note saying that the outside world was in chaos. They followed the Mohist family's motto and went out to save people, and then they never came back." Ying Jiu took a step forward and said.

"So, is that cave still there?" Old Man Mo asked: "Is there nothing else? Is it just sword skills?"

The cave is naturally still there, and there are many gold and jewelry in it, but I don’t know about it here. The classics on the Art of War that were taken out of the cave were given to Yang Zhaoheli, and the rules of mechanism were given to Huang Jing, Zhou Tan and the others, but they are all over there. , didn’t bring it here...

Ye Po and Ying Jiu looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

"The cave has been destroyed a long time ago. I only took a secret book at that time. I didn't have time to escape, so I didn't take anything else." Yan Qi and Ying Shisan walked out of the forest and said.

"Hey, what a pity!" Old Man Mo lamented, slapping his legs: "The inheritance of our Mo family is so valuable, why did you only use this sword technique?"

"Because it happened to be lying on the table next to me when I was running for my life, so I only took that one." Yan Qi said with a faint smile.

Holding his heart and sighing for a long time, and talking to Yan Qi over and over again for half an hour, Old Man Mo said to Ye Po: "Anyway, since you have learned the swordsmanship of my Mohist family, you should know the principles of my Mohist family."

"Master, please speak." Ye Po respectfully sat down next to him and said.

"First, you must do things with a clear conscience, and you must not do anything that offends your conscience. Second, be kind to others and don't be greedy. You have such a powerful power, you should use it to help people, not to harm them. Third, the great road lies in heaven. God is watching everything we do. If there is a cause, there will be a result. No matter what you do is good or bad, there will be retribution."

Well, after all, it doesn’t mean the same thing...

Ye Po smiled faintly and said: "Po has always done things with a clear conscience. As long as I don't take action against my master, I will not take action against others. I will naturally help others when I can. Retribution..." As long as she is fine, he will I don't care.

"Do you regard her as your master?" Old Mo asked after being stunned for a long time.

Ye Po smiled, and Yan Qi said from the side: "In our family, the woman is the boss, and we all regard my wife as our master."

Well! What does this mean? Don't bully the elderly! Old Man Mo became messy again.