God predicts a real daughter, and all the wealthy families kneel down and call their ancestors

Lu Zhizhi covered her mouth and lowered her head, not daring to look at the crowd. She was afraid that she would laugh harder.

Gu Yanzhou still looked indifferent, stretched out his hand and patted Lu Zhizhi's hand on the armrest of the wheelchair.

A woman glanced at her sideways.

"Why are you laughing in such a serious situation?"

"The lightning strike wood blessed by Master Li is comparable to the jade pendant carved by Taoist Master Xingzhi."

"Master Xingzhi no longer makes jade pendants. Master Li Tianshi is kind and willing to give out the precious lightning strike wood for everyone to bond. Please don't ruin the atmosphere, okay!"

The woman rolled her eyes fiercely at her, and then bowed to Li Mingzheng diligently.

"Master Li, please don't let ignorant people disturb us. I can't wait to get the Lightning Strike Wood."

Lu Zhizhi looked at the woman, she really couldn't wait.

There were three unpaid debts on her body, and the black energy on her forehead had blurred her face.

However, the debt must be repaid sooner or later. How can it be easily solved with a piece of lightning-struck wood?

Lu Zhizhi stopped looking at the woman and turned to look at Li Mingzheng.

Li Mingzheng stood in front with the air of a heavenly master, looking indifferent and otherworldly.

"It doesn't matter. The fact that all of you are here today means that you and this lightning attack are not destined to be together."

"Everyone must know that when Pindao broke through the realm, he caused the thunder to pass through the tribulation, and this is how we have this fate with you."

"I am so happy that I came here to share it with all my friends."

As soon as Li Mingzheng finished speaking, several little Taoist priests standing nearby walked into the next room.

When they came out again, everyone was holding a glass box in their hands.

There were also two little Taoists who launched two display racks.

"Everyone, please close your eyes."

"These are all made of wood that was struck by lightning in the house that day. You can take a closer look and see whoever you like will be invited home."

Several little Taoist priests scattered in all directions, and everyone hurried up to check.

Lu Zhizhi pushed Gu Yanzhou's wheelchair and looked at them one by one casually.

This Li Mingzheng really makes the best use of everything.

A stick as small as an ear pick can be tied to a keychain, or a whole piece of wood can be taken back as an ornament.

But what surprised Lu Zhizhi was that the prices of these things were very low.

Small items cost more than a dozen yuan, and large pieces of wood only cost a few hundred yuan.

This is not in line with Li Mingzheng's money-grubbing style at all.

Gu Yanzhou approached Lu Zhizhi and asked softly.

"What does a real lightning strike wood look like?"

Lu Zhizhi usually dresses like ordinary people, but today he specially wore new Chinese-style clothes, with a bun on his head and a wooden hairpin in the bun.

At this moment, she took off the wooden hairpin and handed it to Gu Yanzhou.

"This is the lightning strike tree, a century-old wild jujube tree on the mountain."

Gu Yanzhou took the hairpin and observed it carefully.

The body of the hairpin is burnt black, but the lines of the tree itself can still be seen.

I don't know if it's due to the special nature of the wood, but the entire hairpin is smooth and delicate, and there seems to be a halo flowing through it in the sunlight.

Gu Yanzhou handed the hairpin back to Lu Zhizhi.

"Then how do you tell the authenticity of lightning-struck wood?"

Lu Zhizhi thought for a moment.

"It would be difficult to tell if it was intentional fraud, but Li Mingzheng is not even willing to cheat."

Just as Lu Zhizhi was about to continue explaining, the two people next to him seemed to start arguing.

"I saw this first, it should be mine!"

The woman who had just lectured Lu Zhizhi put her hands on her hips.

"Does everything you see in the world belong to you? You didn't pay for it, so why should you say it's yours!"

There was also a noise on the other side.

"Master Li, you said you would leave the largest piece for me, but you see this piece of wood is bigger than mine."

"Can I get rid of this piece and replace it with that piece?"

There were already people on the field who were interested in wood and immediately stood up.

"Master Li has already given it to you and you are not satisfied yet. Why can you pick and choose!"

The man was surrounded by everyone, and beads of sweat suddenly fell from his face.

"Master Li, I want to change. I can pay more."

"The price of this piece of wood is 999 yuan. I'll increase it to 20 yuan for you. What do you think about replacing it with this larger piece?"

Hearing the man say this, others stopped doing it.

"Whoever comes here today is not a rich person, who are you throwing money at!"

"That's right! It's only 20, and you don't mind being shabby!"

The two ladies over there also started fighting over each other.

"I'll offer 10 million."

"I'll pay 50!"

There were constant quarrels and the whole hall was in chaos.

Li Mingzheng flicked the fly whisk.

"Infinite longevity!"

As soon as the Taoist name was read, everyone naturally fell silent.

Li Mingzheng was trying to be mysterious and spoke in a tone of voice.

"My friends, don't fight. My next breakthrough will be in about ten years. By then, thunder will still fall from the sky and some will strike trees."

It was okay that Li Mingzheng didn't say anything. When everyone heard that the next time would be ten years later, the fight became even more intense.

People who were originally prepared to wait and see also joined the ranks of those who chose to compete.

A total of twenty pieces of lightning-struck wood were on display, and people gathered around each one.

Suddenly someone in the crowd suggested.

"Master Li, we all want this lightning strike wood, why not let us solve it in our own way."

Everyone turned their attention to that person.

"In what way."

the man shouted in a loud voice.

"We will auction it ourselves and let Li Tianshi vouch for us."

"Bidding at the original price, the highest bidder wins, this is fair."

As soon as the man spoke, he was surrounded by everyone.

People are discussing how to increase the price each time and how to pay.

Tianshi Li had a look of compassion on his face.

"You guys can't help me. My original intention is to share this happy event with everyone, not to do business."

The man who proposed the initiative spoke respectfully to Li Mingzheng.

"Tianshi Li, you are not doing business, this is all done willingly by us."

"You can use the extra money to repair this Taoist temple. It can be considered a good deed by us."

The people present were all wealthy, and when they heard that money could be used to do good deeds, they all nodded in agreement.

Li Mingzheng looked embarrassed, and after everyone's persuasion, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Only then did Lu Zhizhi suddenly realize.

"So that's it!"

Gu Yanzhou heard Lu Zhizhi sighing and turned around to ask.

"Zhizhi, what riddle are you trying to solve?"

Lu Zhizhi leaned close to Gu Yanzhou and whispered.

"From my perspective on Li Mingzheng's appearance, he is a money-grubbing and cunning man. I was also wondering how he could make this lightning-struck wooden sign so cheap."

"It turns out that he was trying to arouse people's desire to compete by selling it at a low price, and if he found someone to encourage him from the side, people would definitely rush to buy it when their mood got better."

Gu Yanzhou chuckled.

"It seems that being a Taoist priest not only requires skills, but also marketing."

"Now it seems that every time you help someone solve a problem, it's either ninety-nine yuan or ninety-nine yuan. It's really a good price!"

Lu Zhizhi also laughed, his voice was very soft, and his breath was warm and soft against Gu Yanzhou's ear.

Gu Yanzhou felt as if a fire was lit at the base of his ears.

He was at a loss and could only change the subject.

"Zhizhi, don't you tell these people that what he is selling is fake?"