A worker said dissatisfiedly: "Village Chief, just say this and pass it! This is all done by us working overtime and staying up late. We agreed to be fifty cents per person. How can we reduce the price by saying it is reduced?"

Mr. Zhou shouted: "Shut up!"

The workers looked at Mr. Zhou's stern gaze, muttered, and said nothing.

Zhang Mingxuan waved his hand and smiled: "It's not necessary to reduce the price. Just follow fifty documents per item. Don't worry about getting the money next time!"

Mr. Zhou apologized: "They are still young and ignorant. You are not aware of the villain's life, so please forgive me."

Zhang Mingxuan smiled and said, "I'm not so stingy yet, please help me remove the things!"

Old Zhou looked around and said, "Sir, where is this being removed?"

Zhang Mingxuan stomped his feet and said, "Let it go down on the ground."

Mr. Zhou was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No problem!"

He shouted to the workers: "What are you still standing there? Work!"

Everyone started to move from the car face down. One thousand pieces were actually not a lot, and they were finished in a short while.

Mr. Zhou said respectfully: "We will say goodbye first."

Zhang Mingxuan waved his hand and said, "Go!"

Mr. Zhou led a group of people and pulled an empty car to walk out.

Outside the house, Mr. Zhou glanced at the person who had just confronted him and said, "Are you dissatisfied?"

The man muttered, “No!”

Mr. Zhou said angrily: "I think you are still resentful. If we have more places to cooperate in the future, you should pay attention to me. We should be more respectful to him than to our parents."

A smart worker asked curiously: "Master Zhou, what is his identity? Are he a high-ranking official?"

Old Zhou Youyou said, "He? He is a monk."

Cultivator? Everyone was scared and shook. If it was a terrifying official and noble person, the monk was a terrifying person. Now the emperor is holy and noble person, and the great official and noble person dare not do anything randomly, but the monks are different. If you offend him, there are countless ways to make you die inexplicably.

The man who had confronted Mr. Zhou before also said pale: "Thank you... Thank you Mr. Zhou for saving me."

Mr. Zhou said angrily: "Just know."

Then he said meaningfully: "The sky and the earth outside are big, no better than our own small village. You should be cautious in speaking and acting!"

The workers all nodded obediently.

After the workers left, all the ghosts surrounded them and looked at the pile of things in front of them curiously.

The beautiful little ghost Wang Bei asked curiously: "Young Master, what is this!"

Zhang Mingxuan smiled and said, "This is a good thing!"

With a wave of his hand, a large area of ​​dense faith dots scattered down, drilling into the cell phones in an orderly manner, like a bird returning to a nest. In an instant, a thousand cell phones flashed with dazzling golden light, and a huge suction force formed a small vortex in the sky.

Rong Lao said in surprise: "They are absorbing spiritual energy. Are they magic weapons?"

Zhang Mingxuan thought about it, is the spiritual energy it absorbed? No wonder the spirit stone does not produce suction, because the spirit stone itself has a lot of spiritual energy! Perhaps spiritual energy is the energy driven by a mobile phone! It is equivalent to charging in the previous life.

After a moment, the golden light disappeared and the vortex disappeared.

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the ghosts next to him and said, "Now I'll give you a mission."

All the ghosts looked at Zhang Mingxuan curiously, and Zhang Mingxuan said, "This task is to help me sell these things."

Rongla looked at the ceramic block in front of her and wondered: "Selling this thing? What's the use of it?"

Zhang Mingxuan smiled confidently and said, "Each of you get one."

All the little devils obediently picked up their phones and looked at Zhang Mingxuan curiously.

"And...and..." Zhang Mingxuan stopped going down. On the spot, he suddenly thought that the ghost seemed to be bloodless! How should he recognize his master?

Zhang Mingxuan asked carefully: "Do you have blood?"

The ghosts looked at each other and shook their heads in confusion.

Rong Lao said: "I do have tree sap, I don't know if it's the same as your blood."

Zhang Mingxuan looked forward to it: "You try it, make... a drop of tree sap dripping on your phone."

Rong Lao nodded, and a drop of green liquid emerged from her palm and fell on the phone. Under the eyes of everyone, a golden light appeared on the phone and then became silent.

Zhang Mingxuan said happily: "It's done, you try turning on your phone."

Rong Lao nodded and turned on according to the feeling in her mind!

A screen appeared in front of him in an instant, which scared Rong Lao and almost poked a branch.

Zhang Mingxuan said excitedly: "It's true."

I started teaching Rongla how to operate my phone, and the ghosts were envious of me when I saw it.

As soon as Ronglao was taught, another screen suddenly rose, and the ghosts were stunned. Aren’t ghosts without blood?

Everyone looked at it and saw Huang Bei standing behind the screen.

A male ghost asked blankly, "How did you do it? Are you not dead?"

Huang Bei was also shocked, and quickly put away the screen and said carefully: "I tried it with soul liquid, but I didn't expect it to be done."

Soul Liquid? The ghosts' eyes lit up, and they quickly condensed the soul liquid and tried it. In an instant, screens rose in the air.

The ghosts lit up curiously, and there were several more passages in the group. It was all you! Hello! Can you hear it? What's more.

Zhang Mingxuan smiled with satisfaction, and this would be even better. He clapped his hands to signal everyone to calm down and said, "Do you understand everything now?"

The ghosts put away the screen, and a little ghost said reluctantly: "Does such a good thing really need to be sold?"

Zhang Mingxuan said: "It's fun to play together, and there is no fun to connect to the Internet on a stand-alone basis!"

Grandma Rong asked respectfully: "Sir, how much does this cost?"

Zhang Mingxuan thought for a moment and said, "Just set a hundred documents! The early stage is mainly promotion."

Zhang Mingxuan said: "You should tell them how to recognize their masters. It is best to help them recognize their masters on the spot and enter the TT group. Do you know?"

"knew!"

"Okay, then go!"

After a while, there was an additional stall in front of the mansion. The ghosts stood behind the stall, and the mobile phones were placed among them, guarding them strictly.

This new stall attracted the attention of people who were in and out of books. People who bought books looked at each other, but none of them came forward.

Zhang Mingxuan shouted: "Dear book fans, don't miss it when you pass by. The magical artifact is born and you will earn it. The quantity is limited. Hurry up and buy it!"

A scholar next to him said angrily: "If you have time, don't write about Zhu Xian, what the hell are you shouting here? You're also a magical weapon? Why don't you say it's a treasure of heaven and earth!"

An old-fashioned reader walked over and said, "Although you are a bit unauthorized, the book is still good. Give me one of the magical artifacts!"

Boss Zhang came over in the distance with a group of people and laughed and said, "Young Master Zhang, I want fifty pieces."

Zhang Mingxuan rolled his eyes and said, "Fifty pieces, do you use so many?"

Boss Zhang smiled and said, "I have a lot of people in my family! I plan to match my workshop, so it will be convenient to contact me."

The others also shouted, "I want it too, I want it too!"

"Are you going to a cell phone! I want it too!"

"Boss, my hand has been bitten through, give it to me first."

The old man around was dizzy. What was going on? Are they all crazy? The people watching from a distance were also attracted by the attention. Is it really a good thing?

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Chapter completed!