Yan Chixia really had the urge to draw her sword and kill Wu Siyuan, the [profiteer].
Of course, he didn't take action in the end.
On the one hand, his conscience does not allow him to do this.
On the other hand, I am not sure.
The feeling Wu Siyuan gave him was mysterious and dangerous.
Even now, he has no magic power or internal strength in his body, and he looks like a helpless scholar.
Hmm.
In fact.
Wu Siyuan, who has not yet begun to practice, said that he has no power to restrain a chicken is an exaggeration, but he is indeed a weak scholar - regardless of his golden fingers.
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Yan Chixia was silent for a while, calming down her inner impulse, and then asked, "What is this [yuan coin] of yours?"
"When you pawn something from me, you get [yuan coins], and when you buy something from me, you can only use [yuan coins]!" Wu Siyuan said simply.
"How domineering!" Yan Chixia glanced at Wu Siyuan and said, "Take out your [yuan coins], I want to take a look."
"No!"
"What?" Yan Chixia was stunned for a moment.
"This thing only exists verbally between you and me, and is maintained by the trust between you and me. It has no physical object!" Wu Siyuan replied.
"..."
It is really difficult for Yan Chixia, a conservative and pedantic person, to understand some concepts of the modern monetary system.
He was so shocked by Wu Siyuan's words that he was speechless for a moment.
A long time.
He looked at Wu Siyuan with complicated eyes and said, "You are more ruthless than a robber! It's all about words! Then you're a deadbeat!"
"Taoist Master, I don't force you to buy or sell! When I open the door to do business, it's all about voluntariness, willing to fight or endure! If you believe in me, you can do this business! If you don't believe in me, that's fine with me!"
Wu Siyuan shook his head and said.
"Okay! Time is also a precious asset! Don't waste our time, Taoist priest, do you want to pawn something? Do you want to buy something?" Wu Siyuan shrugged and said.
"Of course I want it!" Yan Chixia glared at Wu Siyuan, who looked very fierce with his big beard.
But it had no effect on Wu Siyuan at all.
He is a person who has fought against the Heavenly Father-level mage Gu Yi, and his combat power is equivalent to that of Odin. What is Yan Chixia? Well, even though Gu Yi was at ease throughout that battle, he still
Wu Siyuan plays with applause!
But first of all, this mentality is different.
Yan Chixia is just a Jindan realm sword cultivator, so what does it matter!
Yan Chixia didn't think that Wu Siyuan was afraid of her. He looked around the pawn shop again, and his eyes lingered on the [Diamond Ax] and [Spiritual Light Armor] that he gave to his apprentice Shi'er for a few more times, and then he said in a deep voice.
Asked, "Since this is a pawn shop, what do you collect here?"
"Anything I'm interested in, including rare treasures and practice secrets." Wu Siyuan glanced at Yan Chixia at the [Tian Yuan Sutra] in his hand.
Yan Chixia glanced at it casually, but after seeing the familiar name, her expression became serious.
"Li Shengun's..."
"Oh, Taoist Priest, do you know him?" Wu Siyuan was not surprised. Changling Town is such a big place, and there are only two and a half people with the same Taoism. It is normal for Yan Chixia to have an intersection with him.
"Li Shengun actually sold this to you?" Yan Chixia couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes. Of course, Yan Chixia didn't bother to hide it either.
"Is it weird?" Wu Siyuan asked back, "I have pills here that can improve cultivation and treasures that can improve the efficiency of gathering spirits. Although this [Tian Yuan Sutra] is precious, after giving it to me, he himself
It’s not that you can’t practice it, and it’s not that you can’t teach it to others, so what does it matter if you give it to me?”
That makes sense.
But Yan Chixia still finds it hard to accept.
He cannot accept selling his unique knowledge.
So he sneered with an unhappy face, "Haha..."
Wu Siyuan didn't take it seriously either. Customers are God. He said in a friendly manner, "Taoist Priest, what do you want to do?"
"I won't be as bottomless as that Li Shengun and won't pawn his practice to you! What if you take it to practice and harm the common people?" Yan Chixia said righteously. "The Taoist Master is indeed very proud." Wu Siyuan raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile.
When it reached Yan Chixia’s ears, something felt wrong.
At this time, Wu Siyuan asked again, "Do you have something to be a Taoist priest?"
"I..." Yan Chixia recalled the things he owned. It was obvious that Xuanyuan Sword and the practice method were not pawned, so there was nothing on him that could catch the eyes of Wu Siyuan, the mysterious shop owner. He had some
Embarrassed, he said, "Someone is not suitable for the time being."
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Not a good thing? Then you are not a customer!
Wu Siyuan nodded, and conveniently cut off the spiritual tea that Luo Weiwei was going to send to Yan Chixia, and took a careful sip.
Why didn’t Yan Chixia see this obvious action?
Yan Chixia's face turned pale, but he really had no reason for the attack, so he could only snort coldly, then turned around and left.
He was going to go back to Wumenju and capture that brat Shier and torture him. Why did he sell [Diamond Ax] and [Spiritual Light Armor]?
Wu Siyuan was leaning in front of the door, looking meaningfully at Yan Chixia's back.
After Yan Chixia's figure disappeared into the darkness, he turned around, stretched, and said to Luo Weiwei who couldn't help but yawned, "It's getting late, you guys clean up and then close the shop."
Rest."
There are several compartments inside the store, which are used for people to live in.
Luo Weiwei and Paiyoujie are temporarily living there.
Hearing Wu Siyuan's words, Luo Weiwei nodded, "Okay, it's the shopkeeper's."
Calling the shopkeeper instead of calling him master or master is what Wu Siyuan requested.
Wu Siyuan said to Luo Weiwei again, "I want to go out for a while."
With that said, Wu Siyuan walked into the misty night.
Luo Weiwei's face was startled, and she shouted from behind, "Shopkeeper, today is the Lantern Festival!"
Lantern Festival is actually another name for the Hungry Ghost Festival in this area of Jinhua.
The custom of the Hungry Ghost Festival here is to invite monks and nuns to chant scriptures and commemorate the souls of the dead. In the evening, lakes made of strips and paper are placed along the river, and lamps are placed on lotus leaves or wooden boards with candles inside.
He used incense to guide the drowning ghost, which is called "[putting out river lanterns]".
In the wonderful book "The Surprise of Shooting Eucalyptus at the First Carving", it was once written: "It is also the mid-July festival of the Bon Festival. In Hangzhou, people do meritorious deeds and light river lanterns."