Chapter 110: Tips from Purple Qi Coming from the East
I gently rubbed the talisman in my hand. Although one talisman made me lose three levels, not to mention that the duration was extended to 8 hours, but the proportion of experience gained by Xuan Binghu from killing monsters has been increased.
When it reaches 35%, deducting the absorption of Zhicao Yinyu, that is to say, within 8 hours, my experience should be 1.25 times that of normal.
Although I really want to see the two magic horse-like skills on the Black Ice Tiger Talisman, but there are no upgrade tasks now, so naturally I can't waste it.
Just as he was thinking about starting Wang Daoling's follow-up mission [Searching for Qingshan], he didn't expect a message from Ziqi Donglai:
"Brother, hahaha, these grandsons who killed the government were really strong today, and they finally got angry! Then what, what, what, what, I have arranged for King Zhou of Shang to do it. See you in three days.
result!"
Although I know that Zi Qi Dong Lai is awesome, but this is Fuzhou after all, not Shanghai where you can call the wind and rain. Could it be that this guy is a Monkey King with incredible abilities?
Although I thought so in my heart, I still had to comfort this guy: "Forget it if you feel good about killing him. King Zhou of Shang has also learned a lesson. Let's get over it."
"Past? Hey, that's enough, dear brother, let's put this matter aside for the time being." Zi Qidonglai smiled nonchalantly in the message: "Do you have time now? Come over quickly and get me some more fashions, otherwise
The girls in the gang are really going crazy!"
Now that I have the sutra amulet in hand, I naturally don’t have to worry about it, and I readily agree: “Nah, you wait for me at the tailor shop. But this time we can agree that only you are allowed to come here, and at most two or three people are allowed to come.
.Bring more than 100 mm over here, and I’ll just turn around and leave.”
"Why Mao?"
"Oh no, you still insist on me speaking so clearly?" I hummed, "Because I can't afford to embarrass that person."
Ziqi Donglai: "..."
…
After making an appointment with Zi Qidonglai, I adjusted my large cloak and walked quickly towards the tailor shop.
At the door of the tailor shop, Silly × Ziqi was holding the Zixu Sword in his arms, chatting with Mandala.
"Mmm, while my brother is not here, can I tell you a joke?" Zi Qidonglai stared at the passing female players with a pair of sneaky eyes, and farted with Mandala.
"You don't have a serious word in your mouth, I won't listen." Mandala turned around and hummed.
"Hey, this time it's serious. It's said that there was a poor scholar who worked hard to study and wrote couplets in front of his room to encourage himself. The first couplet is: 'Sleeping in a thatched house behind closed doors to perform calligraphy' and the second couplet is: 'Lie on your feet.
The sound of the flute is loud, and the horizontal comment is: 'I am willing to follow my destiny.'" Zi Qi's smile was very impure, and he muttered.
"Well, what kind of joke is this scholar who wants to work hard to become stronger?" Mandala rolled his eyes at Ziqidonglai and said, "If you were half as diligent as someone like you, I guess your name would be on the Forbes list?"
"Hey, those are just floating clouds." Zi Qidonglai smiled nonchalantly: "Don't go too far and continue talking about this couplet. It is said that a fellow from Henan passed by the scholar's house and was a little curious after seeing this couplet.
I read it out loud in my hometown dialect. Guess how you read it?"
"I've never been to Henan, how do I know?" Mandala also had a little expectation.
"Hey, the first line is 'Who wiped my butt-eyes' and the second line is 'I asked her to make it hurt'!" Ziqi laughed loudly and waved his hand: "The horizontal line means 'we'll do it again tomorrow'
!”
Mandala's face turned green when he heard the first couplet. After listening to Hengpi, he couldn't even tell what color it was. A few words popped out from between his teeth: "Purple air comes from the east, I'll wipe your sister..."
…”
Ziqi Donglai: "..."
I was also completely speechless by the couplet "Zi Qi Dong Lai". Do you think Zi Qi is worthless?
I reached out and took off the big hat on my head, and shook my head as I walked over: "People used to say that 'neurotic patients have broad minds, and mentally retarded children have more joy.' I didn't understand what was going on, but today I saw the purple gas and I completely understood it.
."
"Oh my god, brother, why are you dressed like Arafat?" Ziqi Donglai's eyes suddenly widened: "I was thinking just now, which 213 would dare to dress like this on the streets of Suzhou?
mix?"
I:"……"
"Wangzi." Mandala hurried over after seeing me, her lips moved, but she wanted to say something but nothing came out.
"Sister Man, what happened yesterday is over. Didn't I stand in front of you properly?" I lowered my voice: "By the way...that person...didn't bother you afterwards?"
The person I was talking about was naturally referring to her ex-husband. I already knew it anyway, and Mandala was not embarrassed. He nodded and said: "He is a typical bully and shy of the strong. After this incident, I can calm down for a while."
"Well, anyway, if he bothers you again, you can call me." I chuckled and said, "I practiced Sanda back then, so I can easily deal with him as a consumptive man."
Datura did not dare to look directly at me and nodded lightly: "Yes!"
"Hey, there's a problem, there's definitely a problem!" Zi Qidonglai didn't hear what we said, and the guy came over in a dazed manner: "Brother...could it be that you did something to Miss Man last night?
"
"Get your sister!" I glared at him: "If you want fashionable clothes, just stop talking nonsense!"
"There's something going on..." Zi Qidonglai was not afraid of my threat at all, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was as evil as he could be.
Mandala and I ignored this thing, and the three of us entered the tailor shop together.
"Brother, take a look, how many clothes can these things make?" As soon as I walked into the store, Zi Qidonglai gave me a lot of dark night temptation materials. I made a rough calculation, and I can get at least two hundred.
Many fashion items.
"More than two hundred...well...there's still a bit missing." Zi Qidonglai shook his head depressedly: "But there's nothing we can do, there are only so many materials."
"Ziqi, there is something I want to tell you." I put the materials into categories and said, "These first-class fashion materials are all yours, and I don't charge you. But I have some second-class materials here.
High-end fashion, if you want it, I will charge the money, and it will be the absolute market price."
"Second-level fashion?" Zi Qi Donglai's eyes lit up: "What kind, what kind, send it out and have a look!"
I shook my head: "My sewing level is only level 1 now. I estimate that I will be able to level up to level 2 after I use up all your materials."
"That doesn't matter, I can wait!" Zi Qidonglai was very happy: "Brother, you are really my savior. I don't know how to deal with the little girls in the gang, so just bring out the good stuff!"
"Hey, can you listen to me?" This guy evaded the important and ignored what I said. He didn't even take what I said seriously.
"Oh oh oh, what did you say just now?" Zi Qi Donglai asked seriously.
"It's really hard to communicate with you." I didn't give Ziqi a good look and sighed: "Then I'll tell you the truth. I promised our boss, the sister Mu who made the call, to help her in Jiangshan Game.
I will build a large territory here and do my best to make Fuzhou Qingcheng Hotel stand at the top of the world."
"Hehe, I can make you make such a guarantee... that Sister Mu must have promised her body?" Ziqi Donglai's eyes brightened: "Tell me, how does it feel to sleep with the boss?"
"Here, can there be something normal in your head?" I found that I really couldn't communicate with this guy.
"Ziqi, don't interrupt, Wangzi is very serious." Mandala pulled Ziqi and said.
"Yes, it's very serious." I continued distressedly: "In short, although Qingcheng Hotel is a chain group, Sister Mu is marginalized and has no operating funds at all to join the game. So, if you provide materials in the future, I will
I’ll make it for you for free. I’ll get the materials to make the fashion myself. If you want to buy it, I’ll sell it at the market price.”
"Have you finished?" After a moment of silence, Zi Qi Dong Lai suddenly asked.
"It's over."
"That's all?" Zi Qi Donglai seemed very depressed and hummed: "What are you doing? It's not challenging at all."
I:"……"
"Brother, since you said that, I have an idea." When Zi Qidong came to the business, he was quite serious: "You take action on my materials, and I will give you a 'labor fee' in the future.
Suffer some loss, no matter the first, second or third level, or the ratio of RMB to gold coins, I will give you one thousand yuan for each item. It’s not much, but it’s not too little either.”
The price of An Ye in the mall is about 10,000 yuan. Even if there are other tailors, Zi Qi would have to pay several thousand yuan to buy it. So speaking of it, he saved a lot of money. Of course, this guy may not care about that 100 yuan.
Eight hundred thousand things.
It's actually not bad for me. It only costs one thousand yuan. It's a good way to make a fortune. Especially with the amulet, I didn't lose anything at all.
Without thinking too much about it, I nodded and said, "That's okay, it's a win-win situation."
"That's right, my idea is always a win-win situation." Ziqi Donglai was really shameless: "I will buy your materials and the finished products you made yourself at a price lower than the market price. After the transaction is completed, I will go
Find Mu Yao and give her some of the price difference, which will be considered as the commission you handed over."
"Oh?" I don't understand. Give me all the money. Wouldn't it be better for me to give it to Sister Mu?
"Brother, there is a saying, it's your business whether you like it or not, but I have to say it." Zi Qi's eyes flashed sharply: "We have an idiom in China called mercenary, and our shopping mall also has unspoken rules: the boss treats his employees
Everything is just an appearance. Only by exploiting employees by any means can we obtain high profits."
I frowned: "I don't understand shopping malls, but...Sister Mu is not what you said."
Thinking of what Sister Mu said to me last night, I still felt heartbroken. If she hadn't been desperate, her dignified boss of Qingcheng Hotel wouldn't have resorted to such despicable methods.
"Brother, I didn't mean to make things difficult for you. With your temper, I gave you all the money, and you had to hand it over to Qingcheng without leaving a penny. What do you want?" Zi Qidonglai hummed.
Said: "Don't say you don't know how. There is a precedent for this."
I was stunned for a moment and didn't speak.
"You and I are just a private transaction, and Mu Yao and I are a company transaction. There must be no conflict between the two. And once I know that you are taking money from your own pocket to subsidize Qingcheng, not only will our cooperative relationship be cancelled, but I am afraid that we will not be together again in the future.
You don’t even have to be friends.” Although Zi Qi was still smiling, the tone of his words was already very serious.
"Wangzai." Seeing my ugly face, Mandala looked at me worriedly: "Wangzai, the purple energy is for your own good... You are... too impulsive."
In fact, I didn't know in my heart that Zi Qi was doing it for my own good. I smiled at Mandala, then nodded vigorously and said, "Okay, I promise you."
"That's right!" Zi Qi waited for me to agree, and with that playful smile again, he put his arm around my shoulders and said, "Brother, stop dawdling, hurry up and get started!"
I pushed Zi Qi's hand away: "Go away, don't touch me with the dirty hands you just touched nn, I have mysophobia."
