The last disciple who traveled through Medicine King Valley sells goods live

As they talked, they arrived at the central courtyard. Shanshan asked the same question again: "What was the purpose of those annoying little designs just now?"

Jing Yian said, "You just used a word: annoying! You're right to find it annoying. These seemingly inadvertent little designs will gradually make you irritable and uneasy. When you carry these emotions with you, your brain will become less calm."

"When you look at the place you want to go with this emotion, how will you feel? For example, right now, you are standing here, thinking about which room the treasure is most likely to be in, what will you do?"

Almost subconsciously, Shanshan raised his head.

Jing Yian continued, "Yes, that's right. You will subconsciously look up and observe the terrain and how many rooms there are around you. It's daytime now and you don't feel anything. Imagine it's night time and there's a layer of fog, but the moonlight can penetrate the fog and you can see the sky. How would you feel?"

Shanshan thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head: "I don't feel anything."

Jing Yian frowned: "Don't you feel like you're trapped in a cage, or a frog in a well?"

That Shanshan suddenly realized: "I don't have this feeling."

Jing Yian sighed, "Forget it. People like you will probably never feel it. Let me tell you, besides the emotions I just mentioned, you'll also feel like you're being suffocated by this house."

Shanshan immediately raised her hand. "I know the answer to this question! The reason this person is short of breath is because their fear and anxiety cause their heartbeat to accelerate, and their breathing becomes rapid. At this time, tilting their head back would make it difficult to breathe smoothly, which naturally leads to shortness of breath. But this feeling is exacerbated by their inner fear."

Jing Yian hadn't thought this explanation could be applied to the problem, but it made sense. It was like when someone dreams of looking for a toilet while sleeping, it's often because they're holding their urine. Similarly, when you can't breathe, your fear naturally intensifies, amplifying the impact of the incident.

"Okay, that's about all that's left now. It might have been more complicated before, but now we can ignore it if we can't see it.

Let’s first look at the content of the later transformation.

First and foremost, the most straightforward point is that there are many mistakes in this renovation. It's a complete mess. This location, here, and that corner—it's safe to say this isn't an earthquake zone, otherwise even the slightest shake would bring devastating damage to the entire house!"

Her eyes were filled with disbelief. These were the problems pointed out by her great-grandmaster, but she hadn't expected Jing Yi to figure them out. Sure enough, she said she felt a sense of fear just by looking at this person.

Jing Yian is definitely one of the arithmetic guys!

"Then there are some weird designs. Follow me and look towards this window!"

That flash walked over: "What?"

Jing Yian said helplessly: "Don't you realize that standing here and looking at the window over there is like a pair of eyes staring at you?"

But Shanshan said, "Isn't that just glass?"

I get it. This guy is completely indifferent to fear. "Never mind. As usual, I tell you to just watch. There are some things you don't need to know. But you know this will scare some people."

That Shanshan nodded: "Oh, okay."

The two of them talked from the first floor to the second floor, and then to the top floor.

Jing Yian then said, "You thought standing here and looking down had a kind of ancient beauty. What do you think now?"

Upon hearing this, Shanshan stood back in this position, then looked at Jing Yian in confusion.

Jing Yian had no choice but to guide him, saying, "Your first impression must be that you are attracted by this magnificent retro building. But slowly, you will find that there is a dead and gloomy atmosphere below. If a person is mentally weak, he might even have the urge to jump down."

So, if I'm not mistaken, the school's rush to move out is probably because this place is always full of disputes and almost had an accident."

Shanshan was a little unhappy: "Doesn't that mean I bought a haunted house here?"

Jing Yian said, "Houses in places with bad environments are naturally not good. But what does this kind of man-made bad house have to do with the environment? The environment here is suitable for living. It's just that the house has problems, so we can just modify it. Haven't you seen the design drawings? Do you still think that design is bad?"

That Shanshan shook his head: "No!"

Jing Yian smiled: "Does that mean the homeowner has no objection to my design? If so, I will arrange for construction to begin immediately."

That Shanshan said, "No problem, no problem. But do you mind if I take a picture of the model you made?"

"Of course not. In fact, it happens to be more convenient for you to ask the tenant for money than for me."

That Shanshan chuckled and said, "How much does this construction cost?"

Jing Yian replied calmly, "A conservative estimate is around a thousand."

"A thousand?"

She might as well not have bought the house in the first place. She felt like she had bought into a bottomless pit.

Jing Yian said, "Don't worry, your brothers have plenty of them. Don't forget that Mr. Mu's daily limit is three thousand!"

But Shanshan didn't think this was a happy thing: "So I bought a residential plot for 3000 million?"

Jing Yian nodded seriously: "That's right."

Then Shanshan was depressed.

I originally thought that remodeling the house only required reinforcing the floor, but now it’s been changed to rebuilding.

Jing Yian comforted him, "Don't worry, if those people in the group knew that a loft was added, they would be happy to spend money. Besides, even if you don't rebuild this house, it's better to tear it down."

Shanshan estimated for a long time, then said, "I'll give you 500, and let them take care of the rest."

Jing Yian wanted to say that there was no need to do this, but he also knew that Shanshan didn't want to break the balance between them.

"Okay." At worst, I can just give it to her as a gift in the live broadcast room.

It is actually not very difficult to take out 500 Na Shanshans. Na Shanshan does not participate in PK, but there are many fans in the live broadcast room, including several big brothers, who must check in every day, and the exhibition hall is full every week.

In addition, her company now has two new generals, so the 500 will be earned back soon.

Shanshan actually wished she could take out a thousand at once, but she didn't.

She used her money to invest in Su Yingzhou.

Although the house would cost a lot of money, since it had already happened, there was no need to worry about it anymore. After all, she would always earn the money back.

"Let's not talk about the house for now. It's nice to see you."

After saying that, Shanshan extended his hand following modern etiquette.

In fact, Shanshan really likes this handshake because it shows a sense of equality and is a courtesy of mutual respect between people.

Jing Yian smiled and extended his hand: "Me too, it's nice to meet you. Does this count as a face-to-face meeting?"

The two men let go of each other's hands, and Shan Shan nodded seriously: "Alright! You are the third, no, the fourth big brother I have met."

Jing Yian was puzzled: "There's another one? Mr. Yun?"

That Shanshan smiled: "Okay."

Jing Yian also laughed: "Yes, Hao Zong is the same. Hao Zong could have defeated me back then."

That Shanshan thought of what happened before and couldn't help laughing: "Let's go, maybe the good boss is waiting for us outside."

Jing Yian was busy with the finalization, and he also had to arrange the construction team and deal with the progress of materials, so he said goodbye to the two of them outside and left.

However, in the end, those big brothers did not ask Shanshan to pay for the house, because everyone said that the house would not need to be repaired for at least five years after it was completed, which would save a lot of money.

Jing Yian also said that the bulk of the money was spent on the villa's circulation system, such as electricity and water, which they also needed.

Upon hearing this, Shanshan said simply, "In that case, leave all the furniture in the house to me."

Thinking of the things used in Shanshan’s room, everyone no longer objected.

"can."

The matter came to an end, she was no longer responsible for the construction of the house, and her life returned to normal.

If there was anything different about her normal days, it was Mr. Lu’s second son, Lu Yunhua.

"You want me to help you sell tea in the live broadcast room?"

Lu Yunhua didn't say anything, but a girl next to him spoke up, "Yes, yes, Shanshan, I've watched your livestream since last time. I know you only sell your own tea, but the domestic market is still dominated by cultivated tea. If you over-promote wild tea, it will reflect poorly on you in the future."

Shanshan glanced at Jiang Ningming, and Jiang Ningming gestured for her to listen to what he said first.

The girl continued, "Besides, artificially grown tea is not bad either. It is not only good quality and cheap, but also has a guaranteed yield.

The most important thing is that over-promoting high-end tea will make people think that only high-end tea is good tea, and ordinary tea will become less valuable, which will cause tea farmers to start giving up growing tea.

But in reality, most people, especially ordinary people, still drink ordinary tea. Once that vicious cycle begins, it’s the end of the road for tea.”

After the girl finished speaking, she realized that her words had a certain accusatory tone and apologized awkwardly: "I'm sorry, that, I didn't mean that. I'm not saying that this is all your fault. Besides, high-end tea has always existed, and problems have always existed. You can't say that this result is necessarily caused by you..."

I,"

The girl seemed to realize that what she said was a mess, and finally lowered her head: "I'm sorry."

That Shanshan smiled: "What is your relationship with Mr. Lu?"