The more you wear your sister

The profiteers really expressed their admiration for the exquisite creativity and craftsmanship. Maybe they also knew that this thing would cost them money, and the admiration was much lower than before.

When they were almost full of praise, I said inscrutablely: "Don't think that the treasure I mentioned is just such a thing for appreciation. This thing is not as simple as what you see."

"Oh? What else is there to say?" one of the local tyrants asked cooperatively.

"You may be unaware that what a person does in this life can determine the fate of the next life. The most good person in this life will be rich and powerful in the next life. The average good person can also join a wealthy family. The mediocre person has to be born in poverty. As for the evil person, In the future, when he arrives in the underworld, he will be subjected to [-] kinds of torture to redeem his sins, and in the next life, he will join the life of animals, be a pig or a dog." I looked around mysteriously, "Everyone here was born in a wealthy family, presumably in the last life They are all great benevolent people who have saved countless lives.”

I intentionally paid attention to some of the businessmen who were obviously capable of doing charity, but chose to take advantage of the opportunity to hoard goods and drive up food prices to make money for refugees. Unfortunately, all the people here are really good people, and they did not show what I expected. Instead, all of them expressed "polite and polite, praise and praise, dare not dare."

Facing these geniuses, I felt a little bit of frustration. Recalling that during the scenario simulation rehearsal yesterday, Chu Feng told me that this time the people invited were all geniuses who wanted to curry favor with me. Any bastard who doesn't open his eyes will be stupid enough to offend me in turn, so even if I behave badly, at most they won't buy it. No one will deliberately make me down, so I just try my best to fool me.

"I originally wanted to be with my friends, and I made this magic weapon as a gift to King Ning, hoping to repay his kindness with the wealth of the third generation. It is a pity that Da Chen's national destiny is now solid, and his destiny is already full of imperial aura. This thing is no longer useful to him. After all, it is a painstaking work infused with my mana, and I don't want this magic weapon to be wasted like this. Sell ​​this magic weapon to everyone here."

One of the local tyrants asked: "Is this thing really able to exchange for the wealth and honor of the third generation?"

"I don't dare to say it in the third generation, but at least it can keep you rich and safe in the next life." I said mysteriously, "This magic weapon is called 'Reincarnation Changing Fate Ring', as long as the holder takes a drop of fingertip blood every seven days at midnight, Dropping it on this jade bead for 49 days will eliminate the sins of this life and improve the fate of the next life."

I said to myself, anyway, when you find out that you have been fooled in the next life, you can't complain about me with bad reviews... probably not.

The local tyrants looked at each other for a while, and only then did an old man ask, "I don't know what price the Master Immortal is planning to sell at?"

"It depends on your sincerity." I decided to keep it a secret.

After another round of whispering, someone said: "This is a priceless treasure. We ordinary people dare not discuss it in vain, so I ask Master Xianshi to explain it clearly."

"Since you said so, I'll just order it." I said, "The price starts at [-], and the highest price gets it."

What do rich people fear most?Of course he was afraid of death.But mortals must die, and what they are more afraid of is that they will not be able to take the money with them after death, so the ancients tried every means to make the tomb magnificent, hoping to continue to enjoy the glory of this world after death.All of you here are not the most tyrants among the local tyrants, otherwise you wouldn’t need to curry favor with me, but most of the rich people are pretty much the same.

I think I have grasped the customer's psychology well, but the local tyrants just whisper or look at each other, and no one is willing to take the first bite.Could it be that the price is set too high?

But if it is sold at a low price, it will not show the high-end atmosphere of this "magic weapon". My mother once said that if you want to sell luxury goods, you have to grasp the mentality of local tyrants, not the best, but the most expensive. Don't seek cost performance, but seek to be able to pretend.

I silently looked around, is it really going to fail this time?

Fortunately, finally a local tyrant stretched out a fat palm, gritted his teeth and said, "Five thousand is five thousand, I want it!"

"Five thousand and one!" Another local tyrant said.

"Five thousand and three!" Another local tyrant said.

It would be much easier for someone to make a start. In my elated expectation, the auction price soared all the way, and finally the price was fully raised to 1 taels, and the bidding finally came to an end.

The winner wiped the cold sweat off his brow with his sleeves. Such a large amount of money would make even a rich man feel pain.

I smiled contentedly: "Congratulations to this...Zhu Yuanwai, right?" I said those local tyrants who are very active in raising prices, as long as they don't spend money in the end, I'm sorry, I can't remember you, "Tomorrow the seat will be held Send the elite guards of King Ning's Mansion to escort this treasure to your mansion, please go back to take a bath, burn incense, and sweep it to welcome you."

The local tyrant got up and left with a sleepwalking expression, probably just recovered from the passion of bargaining, and was still thinking about whether his more than 1 taels was a treasure or wasted.The rest of the local tyrants also said that it was a pity that they didn't buy it, and they would come again next time, so they politely left.

After work was over, I pretended to be an expert and said to Chu Feng, "How am I doing?"

"The response is decent, and it's extremely wonderful." Chu Feng boasted with a smile.

I was so proud that my tail was going up to the sky: "Praise me again."

"Bai Ze is so smart and powerful." Chu Feng was very cooperative.

"Wahhahaha!" I laughed three times smugly, feeling very happy, "However, don't call me Bai Ze from now on, it seems strange to call me by first name and surname, now I choose the name Ziqing , Bai Ziqing. By the way, do you have a sign?"

Chu Feng nodded: "Yes, my name is Jingyuan."

"Why have you never heard someone call you?" I wondered.

"The frontiers are full of martial arts practitioners, and they generally don't pay attention to this."

I think so, the men in Xingting Mansion are either big-headed soldiers, do not know a lot of characters, and their names are all like Zhang San Li Si Wang Datou and so on. Those with a little bit of culture and status are at least military officers. Others are called Liu Shenjiang, Chen Zongbing, and Chu Xiaowei, and I have never heard anyone use words to address each other.Unlike this capital city, when we go out to play with those princes and grandsons, everyone calls them Brother Jingting and Brother Ziping, and never calls them by their first names, which sounds unique.

"I never knew it before. It was Jin Qing who told me that only the elders can be called by name. The same generation should call each other by characters, and the younger generation should call each other by name. It is very impolite to call others with their first name and last name. Thanks to my name." You, Chu Feng, have been calling for so long, and you didn't even remind me." I complained.

Chu Feng smiled and shook his head: "Except for scholars, none of them are that particular."

"It's fine if I didn't know it before, but I have to pay attention to it in the future. By the way, what are the two words 'Jing Yuan'?"

Seeing that I was so curious, Chu Feng wrote it on the table with his index finger dipped in tea, and explained to me: "'Jing' means calming turmoil, and also means standing still, and 'Yuan' means the abyss of the abyss. Take this The two words are a kind of warning to myself, and dealing with people should be like standing on the abyss, and always be cautious in words and deeds."

"Does the sign still have a meaning?" I said that I have gained more knowledge, "I have to ask Jin Qing what the meaning of 'Ziqing' is for me."

Chu Feng was taken aback: "Your name was given to you by Liu Wen?"

"Yes." I answered honestly.

"You actually asked him to fetch the characters for you?" Chu Feng's eyebrows frowned suddenly, "How can you pretend to be an outsider for such a serious matter?"

"Because... isn't he better at learning." I said inexplicably.

Chu Feng stopped talking when he heard the words.

Although he didn't have an attack on the spot, I could clearly feel that he was sulking. He didn't speak much for the next day, and even turned around and ignored me when he was sleeping at night.

If it weren't for the lack of rooms, he doesn't even have his own bedroom, and he would definitely let me stay alone tonight.

"Hey... even if you want to be angry, can you give me a reason?" I poked him.