You Are Not the Only Rich Chapter 1

In the previous life, Oliver Shen was a newly crowned movie emperor.
Originally he had a bright future and countless fans, but unfortunately he had bad luck. He was accidentally hit by the ceiling at an award ceremony and was reborn as the young master of the most famous sect in the world - Sun Moon Villa.
This is really hard work.
What's even more difficult is that he has been assigned a god-like fiancé.
The fiancé’s setting is a little weird! When she first heard the news, Oliver was shocked. Why not be your fiancée? Even if you can’t give me a delicate and blushing cute girl, it would be nice to have a sister with curly hair and big waves!
"Ling'er." Zhuiying Palace Master Asher Qin said affectionately, "When will we get married?"
"I'll be like you!" Oliver clenched his fist tightly and made up his mind to find an opportunity to wear it back.
But as the saying goes, things are unpredictable. The two traveled all the way from Jiangnan to Nanhai, but not only did they not find a way to get back, they actually... got married.
So when it comes to facing each other day and night, it’s easiest to have true feelings, okay?
"Madam, do you still want to go back?" On the wedding night, Asher chuckled in his ear.
"Shut up." Shen Xiao was angry. Don't you dare ask such a question at this time!
Where are your hands touching?
It's so annoying.
Extremely shameless!
In the eyes of other sects in the world, Zhuiying Palace has always been a just and shameless existence.
Wiping out the Demon Cult, punishing the strong and helping the weak, these are indeed righteous actions; but after wiping out the Demon Cult, what's wrong with immediately sending his men to various sects to collect money? !
"It's a shock." The secret guard of Zhuiying Palace cried, "You don't know, my palace master is pitiful. In order to maintain the stability of the martial arts world, he fought fiercely with the leader of the Demon Cult for three days and three nights. He suffered a lot of frights and is still bedridden. Let's raise some money and buy him an old hen to make soup."
The leaders of each faction had no choice but to shed tears while taking out money, and at the same time slandered the richest man in the world, your Palace Master Qin, okay? Don't think that we will believe you if you say it while crying.
There were many such incidents, so after several times, everyone had gained experience. Once something happened in the martial arts world, they would immediately gather together to discuss "how to solve it quickly so as to hide it from Palace Master Qin and avoid sending people to collect money again", instead of blaming each other as before. For a while, all the factions worked together, and the martial arts world unexpectedly experienced unprecedented peace and prosperity.
After listening to the secret guard's report, Asher touched his chin and said, "So you can finally stop?"
"Yes." The secret guard also breathed a sigh of relief, "Otherwise, if we were to be kicked to Zhuiying Palace as soon as something happened, who would be able to bear it?"
Asher shook his head with a smile, turned around and went to the backyard to find Oliver.
Since traveling to this world, Oliver found that he had no martial arts skills and no literary talent, so he took the initiative to learn accounting. No matter how big or small he could do something, it was better than being a worm.
"Accounting?" Asher touched his chin. "Well, my wife should be in charge of the money I earn. This is called keeping the money within the family."
Oliver was too lazy to pay attention to him. Whenever he had time, he learned bookkeeping from the old accountant, and he soon became competent.
"Ling'er." Asher stood in the room and frowned, "Why are you climbing so high? Aren't you afraid of falling down?"
"Looking for the account books." Oliver held a stack of account books and carefully came down from the ladder, "Have you finished your work so early?"
"The weather is nice, let's take you down the mountain to have some snacks." Asher said, "We can also watch the lantern festival in the evening."
"No." Oliver brushed off the dust on his body and sat at the table to grind ink. "I promised to help you sort it out."
Asher sighed, stood aside and looked at him silently, his eyes were very sad.
After half a stick of incense.
Oliver:...
Young man, how long are you going to stare at me with this look that says, "I'm really, really disappointed and feel empty, lonely and cold that I can't even satisfy my wish to go down the mountain to have some snacks and watch the lantern festival"?
"You really can't go?" Asher held his hand affectionately.
Shen Xiaoshou was speechless, looking at the heavens, feeling like a male protagonist in a Qiong Yao novel. In order to avoid more man-made bombs, he could only nod and say, "Then I have to come back soon."
"Okay." After achieving his goal, Asher pulled him out happily.
"Where's the fur ball?" Oliver asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, a furry ball jumped down from the roof. The little black bean's eyes were shining brightly. Although its tail feathers were very short, they could still shine with colorful streams of light in the sun --- it was a coincidence between the two. The little phoenix I picked up has been raised as a son.
Maoqiu threw herself into Oliver's arms and rubbed her, then jumped out of the courtyard, looking very happy!
This is also one of the reasons why everyone in the martial arts world believes that Asher is a local tyrant. Raising dogs and cats is common, and raising tigers and ferrets is not uncommon, but raising a phoenix is   probably something he is the only one in thousands of years.
I am so envious and jealous.
Shadow Chasing Palace is located on a winding mountain road with dangerous peaks, but for Asher, this is obviously not a big problem. Oliver was held in his arms. He only heard the sound of wind in his ears, and he was already at the foot of the mountain in a moment. A tall white horse galloped over, as fast as thunder and lightning. It was Asher's white horse, a good horse that was hard to find in a century.
"Xiaobai." Oliver specially brought carrots from the mountain. Xiaobai rubbed his shoulder affectionately, looking very docile.
The two rode slowly towards the city. The people along the way greeted them warmly and said with deep emotion, "Mr. Shen looks so good when he smiles, and he has a good personality. His hands must be very soft. Palace Master Qin is so lucky. We are not jealous at all!"
When the teahouse owner heard that the two of them were coming, he naturally prepared the seats early and placed more than a dozen plates of refreshments on the table. Oliver was shocked when he entered the door, "Why are there so many?"
"It should, it should." The boss rubbed his hands in a very honest manner, "The last time Mr. Shen cast a spell to bring rain to the people, his vitality must have been severely damaged. It should be replenished."
Oliver:...
Asher said shamelessly, "Boss Huang is too polite. This is what Ling'er should do."
"That's right, Mr. Shen is a very kind person, and he has great magical powers." The boss laughed, "Then you two, enjoy your time, I'll go down first."
Asher nodded, "Thank you very much."
Oliver was speechless and choked.
It had been very dry for some time, and many crops had been sunburned to death. He was originally discussing with Asher about opening the granaries to release grain, but the people had already come to him on their own - not for food, but for him to cast a spell to make it rain.
Just say that the P*rnographic books on the street are a rip-off. Oliver felt a tightness in his chest. It's fine if you want to write and sell them, but why do you write me as a goblin? How will this end?
Asher couldn't help laughing, and found an excuse to send the villagers away, and then hugged him shamelessly all night long, on the grounds that he was praying for rain for the people.
"You beast." Shen Xiaoshou protested angrily, "You've already taken advantage of the gods by not punishing you, and you're still thinking about making it rain!"
Then in the next moment, a loud thunder sounded in the sky.
Oliver:...
What a broken world this is.
Even the gods are so weird!
From then on, the fact that "Master Shen has magical powers" became more and more popular, and the people believed it without a doubt.
Oliver wanted to explain at first, but later he got used to it. After all, he spent most of his time at the Shadow Chasing Palace on the top of the mountain and rarely went down the mountain. But when he thought about it carefully, those fans in his previous life were really weak compared to the people here. After all, fans would at most spread some ambiguous gossip, and would never say that he could make rain, that he was a goblin, and even less that he was... pregnant.
What on earth makes them believe that a man can get pregnant?
Even if it's a fairy, it can't be good.
What’s more, I’m really a human being.
There was blood all over his face.
"What are you thinking about?" Asher waved his hand in front of him.
"Hmm?" Oliver came back to his senses, "Nothing."
"I'm talking to you." Asher said, "I received an invitation yesterday. It's a post from the martial arts conference."
"Martial Arts Conference?" Oliver was stunned when he heard this, "Is this the day when the eldest brother takes over as the new alliance leader?"
Asher nodded, "That's why I want to take you down the mountain to have a few more snacks. When we leave in half a month, there will be nothing left for you to eat."
Oliver's eldest brother is named Shen Qianfeng. As the eldest son of Sun Moon Villa, he is an upright, calm and righteous person, and his martial arts is superb. He is recognized by everyone in the world as the next leader of the alliance.
"That's fine." Oliver wiped his hands, "I haven't seen my eldest brother for almost a year, so I can relax a bit."
Asher reached out to remove the snack crumbs from his face, his eyes very gentle.
Oliver smiled and pinched a piece of cake and was about to feed it to him, but suddenly there was a noisy sound of footsteps on the stairs, mixed with occasional shouting and cursing.
Asher frowned slightly. The people in this city lived a rich and stable life, so most of them had peaceful personalities and few would be so reckless.
"Master, stop looking. I really don't have any in this shop." The teahouse owner followed behind him and complained, "Oh, please wait a minute, don't cut down this table."
"Mr. Huang, come out here!" The burly man looked around but couldn't find him, so he stood in the lobby on the second floor and shouted.
The teahouse owner was startled, "Hero Yingying, are you here to see me?"
"Huh?" The strong man glared at him, "Is your surname also Huang?"
The teahouse owner nodded nervously.
"No one named Huang is good!" The strong man raised his foot and wanted to kick him, but his calf suddenly went numb, and he fell to the ground with a cry of pain.
The teahouse owner and the surrounding diners originally planned to run for their lives, but they stopped running when they saw this. It was obvious that Palace Master Qin couldn't bear to see it, so he took action to teach him a lesson. What else is there to be afraid of? You must stay and watch. Only drama can make a difference!
"Which ba5tard plotted against me?" the sturdy man was furious after getting up, "If you dare, come out and fight me!"
The diners' eyes were full of sympathy. They dared to call Palace Master Qin a ba5tard and challenge him to a duel.
Good luck to this hero. We will definitely not burn paper for you today today.
"Is it you?" The strong man couldn't find anyone, so he pointed at the teahouse owner.
Knowing that Asher must be watching, Boss Huang swept away his previous submissiveness, looked at him with righteous eyes, and even puffed out his chest!
"Good!" The diners around burst into warm applause to express their praise.
Boss Huang shook the rag coolly and was very proud.
Strong man:...
"No matter who you are looking for, please leave quickly." After enjoying the applause, Boss Huang dismissed, "I really don't have any, and I don't want you to pay for the table. If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, you will definitely suffer a big loss."
"Suffer a loss?" The strong man sneered, "Grandpa, I have never suffered a loss before. Let's go and find a corner where there is no one!"
"Wow." The diners covered their mouths one after another, wondering if the food was so strong.
Boss Huang was also shocked, "Why do you want to find a corner where no one is around? I'm already married and have a son."
"Bah, I don't care whether you have a son or not!" The strong man was furious, "Let's go have a good fight!"
"It's better not to do it." Boss Huang declined, "I don't know martial arts."
"You don't know martial arts?" The strong man squinted his eyes and looked at him, then suddenly used his hands as claws and thrust them into his eyes.
At the critical moment, a bench quickly spun out, and the strong man dodged sideways, almost having his arm broken.
Boss Huang was still frightened and quickly hid aside.
Sure enough, this addiction will go away once it passes, but if it happens too often, it will lead to frequent urination.
"Come out!" This time the sturdy man saw clearly that the attacker was sitting in the private room on the right.
"Go and take a look?" Oliver asked in a low voice.
"No." Asher raised his head and drank a cup of tea, then threw the cup away, "Wait for him to come in."
"Ah!" Although the sturdy man was prepared, he was still hit on the chest by the teacup. His face wrinkled in pain. He realized that he had met someone he could not afford to offend, and it was meaningless to continue to entangle with him. So he turned around and wanted to leave. As soon as he walked out of the teahouse, he was blocked by several men in black.
"Who are you?" The strong man was alert.
"You disturbed the Palace Master and his wife while they were drinking tea, and you want to leave just like that?" One of the men in black smiled and put the whip on his shoulder, "Go up, my Palace Master has something to ask you."