Seeing Lin Xuankong bring up his sixteen taverns,
Miao Yunhu's expression changed slightly, and he smiled a bit bashfully,
"Not bad, not bad,
I must admit I'm a bit embarrassed!
Those taverns of mine are actually my aunt's enterprises,
although they make a lot of money, not much lands in my hands!
Of course, I have to admit that in the past few dozen days, the business from those sixteen taverns is equivalent to the total earnings of the past five years!
Those dignitaries and wealthy individuals from various countries, once entering Qingyuan City, don't want to leave, all hoping to encounter some celestial opportunity, so these guys, in order to grab a room, are willing to pay several times the price!
As for the statue of the Profound Void Great Immortal Venerable, is there any need to mention it?
Your aunt has one in her room, I have one in mine, and Wan'Er and her two brothers each have one in their rooms too, we all pray and offer incense to it daily!
