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Chapter 100 Selling Treasures

 High up in the restaurant, at the top of the eaves.

The breeze blows gently and the view is wide.

Cao Su held the knife with one hand and looked at the seemingly silent and desolate house from a distance.

In the process of breaking through to the strength realm, his facial features were strengthened countless times, and he could see very clearly from a distance of several hundred meters.

"So he was hiding here."

There are many residential houses in the entire outer city of Pingcheng. It would really take a lot of manpower and material resources to explore them one by one.

But now, he has touched the opponent's base camp.

This Uncle Wang Lin is really a wonderful man.

You actually came here to steal his house, what did you think?

Maybe you just want to gain wealth through risk.

Something can be done about Wang Lin and this wave of Wanpingjun spies.

Cao Su thought quietly, letting the breeze blow, but he remained motionless.

Like a stone statue, I stared at it for half an hour.

After seeing Wang Lin walk out of the main hall safely, he confirmed that he was fine.

Cao Su was refreshed.

Done!

If someone exposed him on the spot, Wang Lin would not be able to leave the main hall.

Wang Lin's move is just a casual move. If it can have the effect of surprising soldiers, it is of course the best. If nothing is accomplished, it doesn't matter.

With a smile on his lips, he jumped down from the tall building.

This building is also three or four stories high. Cao Su raised his breath slightly in the air, and the impact was reduced a lot when he landed, but he still made a muffled "thud" sound.

This is the case for warriors who have not yet developed their inner strength. Most of their martial arts are relatively crude.

Tang Yangfeng once introduced that only when inner strength is cultivated can a warrior's ability enter a new realm.

After Cao Su landed, he returned to the camp in the north of the city.

Recently, as the commander ordered to expand the army, many new troops came to the camp in the north of the city.

The entire Pingcheng war machine was operating rapidly, and a large number of civilians were recruited to expand and repair the camp in the north of the city. The level of the barracks was rapidly improved, and more and more qualified soldiers were trained in a unit of time.

Cao Su also didn't know how many government troops there were in Pingcheng.

But in the past month, at least 30% of the government troops have increased.

The commander has great authority. With this halo, Wei Tao became the nominal leader in suppressing the rebellion in Jiangning Mansion.

Of course, he was also regarded as a thorn in Wan Pingjun's side.

Cao Su is still on vacation.

He took away the loot that belonged to him from the military tent.

........

Pingcheng is a typical farming city.

Business is not too developed. In the past, the main business direction was to collect grain and equipment.

Cao Su had to find professionals to deal with the loot.

So he notified Dong Xuan, a son of a wealthy family in the inner city, to come and see him.

Dong Xuan was dressed as a son of a wealthy family, and a nanmu carriage was quietly waiting for Cao Su on the street.

"Senior Brother Cao!"

Dong Xuan smiled from the bottom of his heart when he saw Cao Su coming with a big bag on his back.

Dong Xuan was also a disciple of Wang's martial arts school before, so he should be Cao Su's senior brother.

But now, the identity gap between the two is quite big.

Dong Xuan is just a family disciple who is still working hard to inherit the Dong family's business. Even if he is valued by the family, he is just a family disciple.

Cao Su, on the other hand, was the captain who commanded five hundred troops.

In Pingcheng, the generals of the imperial army have no tail. The centurions are the ones seen most on weekdays. Even the captain is rarely seen.

"Senior Brother Dong."

Cao Su nodded, got into the carriage, and placed the package in front of him.

The two calling each other senior is a form of politeness among people in the world.

The carriage started slowly and headed towards the inner city.

"Senior Brother Cao, what a big deal!"

After Dong Xuan made good friends with Cao Su, he helped Cao Su deal with some loot.

He is also responsible for helping Cao Su complete some purchases and extract a certain handling fee as profit.

He had the intention not to make money from Cao Su, but Cao Su seemed to be very greedy for money, but he was always very principled and paid no more than he deserved.

This also made Dong Xuan admire Cao Su from the bottom of his heart.

After opening the package this time, I saw that there were a lot of things.

Cao Su gathered all the trophies he had found after touching the corpses and prepared to sell them to Dong Xuan.

"It's not bad, Xiaoyunshan and his party killed a lot of people."

Dong Xuan was stunned for a moment after hearing Cao Su's light words.

His face looked a little unnatural.

He could instantly imagine the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in Xiaoyun Mountain.

Dong Xuan lowered his voice.

"I heard that many power realms died in Xiaoyun Mountain, even the ascetics died?"

News spreads very quickly!

Cao Su was not surprised. Dong Xuan was a son of a wealthy family and a businessman.

I have quite a few news channels on weekdays, so it’s not surprising that I can get some general information.

Cao Su smiled and said: "I estimate there must be dozens of power realms, and only two cultivators may have died."

"What does 'just' mean?"

Dong Xuan clicked his tongue and sighed: "That's a Taoist!"

In the current society, the status of ascetics is too high, and the resources spent on cultivating ascetics are also significantly different from those of warriors.

Killing or injuring a few strength realm warriors may not cause much of a sensation, unless a master of the Tiger List dies.

But it's different if you die as a Taoist. Being able to become a Taoist is already an amazing and talented person.

In the eyes of the public, ascetics are mysterious and sacred, special beings who can directly communicate with heaven, earth and gods, and have a very high status.

It was not easy for Cao Su to tell him that he had killed the two monks.

This kind of pale show off has no value.

He picked up a black gold dagger in the package and threw it to Dong Xuan.

"Why?"

Dong Xuan was a little confused.

Cao Su smiled and said: "Research? It's something for ascetics."

What!

Dong Xuan suddenly opened his eyes wide. He looked at Cao Su, then at the dagger in his hand, and then at Cao Su again, with some inexplicable awareness in his eyes.

"this........"

Dong Xuan took the dagger in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"This is really a cultivator's artifact. Could it be his magical artifact?"

Dong Xuan was just a martial artist and could not see the special nature of the black gold dagger.

He believed that Cao Su would not lie to him, but what do you think of this thing? It is just an ordinary dagger. Black gold is rare and it is worth a hundred taels of silver at most.

"You can ask a professional appraiser to study it."

"The things belonging to a monk must be valuable."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Cao Su is also an old man who resells trophies. In two sentences, he directly revealed the value of this dagger.

No matter how ordinary the dagger is, it is still a monk's dagger.

Maybe it contains some secrets?

"That makes sense."

Dong Xuan didn't understand and didn't look any further, and gently put down the dagger.

Cao Su then took out the black box.

After opening the box, a yellow talisman was revealed.

"A dagger can be used with any hand. This talisman cannot be drawn by just anyone." Cao Su took out the talisman and took a closer look during the day. There was a stream of light on it, which looked quite extraordinary.

Talisman!

Dong Xuan was really shocked now.

He said bluntly: "I once heard someone say that in order to live forever in Taoism, one of the magic weapons must be talismans."

Talisman or magic weapon is a medium for monks to perform various strange abilities, and both talismans and magic weapons are very precious.

Especially talismans, most of them are disposable consumables.

Dong Xuan carefully took the talisman handed to him by Cao Su.

It was another new thing that was beyond his scope of knowledge. This was the first time he had seen the talismans used by monks in his life.

"I can't use these talismans and magic weapons. I'm just a martial artist."

"But since it is a valuable thing, getting some money from selling it is the best destination for them."

Cao Su described handling the spoils of war in such a fresh and refined manner.

Why are there so many things from ascetics?

Dong Xuan looked at Cao Su and felt that Cao Su was really unfathomable.

"Senior Brother Dong, do you estimate how much these things can be sold for?"

Cao Su routinely conducts valuation inquiries.

But this time, Dong Xuan was unable to give Cao Su an exact figure.

Dong Xuan said awkwardly: "Senior Brother Cao, what our family does is just an ordinary business. There are a lot of monks' things here. I really don't know how much they can be sold for."

"But don't worry, I will definitely find the best merchant to sell it to."

"I have a few friends who have done Taoist business before. They have experience. I will ask them later to see how to deal with these treasures."

Dong Xuan expressed his stance to Cao Su, and his attitude was as sincere as ever.

Cao Su was not afraid of Dong Xuan escaping with his money. The Dong family had roots in Pingcheng and had a great business. Dong Xuan was determined not to seek a short-circuit on his own.

Only long-term cooperation can achieve win-win results.

Cao Su smiled and said: "You don't need to be too nervous. This kind of thing may be very common in the future. If you get familiar with this aspect of business first, there will be more places that rely on you in the future."

When Dong Xuan heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry.

If this sells well, does this man want to get a few more monks?

"By the way, has your Dong family ever held an auction before?"

Cao Su suddenly had an idea and gave Dong Xuan a suggestion.

Dong Xuan hesitated and said: "This... won't be too arrogant."

"Auctions have been held before, but my Dong family has never held one. What you are selling are trophies. If the news spreads, it will be detrimental to you!"

When Cao Su heard what he said, it made sense.

"Okay, let's just deal with it in this secret way!"


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