Sima Ruyu has been attracted by the jade gourd. It is said that this eldest lady is usually well-informed and courteous, but she is still a novice when it comes to bargaining. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that the jade gourd is not as novel and good as the fat shopkeeper said.
Yes, but at this moment Sima Ruyu could no longer see the look Feng Jueyu gave him.
When the time came, Yi Bingyan was afraid that Sima Ruyu would be deceived, so she said: "Let's see again."
Pulling Sima Ruyu aside, Yi Bingyan whispered: "Don't be anxious, look carefully before selling, be careful not to be cheated."
Her voice was not loud, but the fat shopkeeper could hear it clearly. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he still maintained the attitude and cheerfulness that a businessman should have: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, look slowly, look slowly..."
What’s there to see? In fact, Killer Feng secretly opened the mysterious scroll just now. After getting the mysterious scroll, Feng Jueyu gave it a name, Hongtu Treasure Book, which means that it can identify Hongtu treasures, but
I have been scanning it since I came in, and none of the silver stars in the sky are reflected, which means that there are no grand treasures in Wanbaohang.
At this moment, a young man with the same shabby clothes walked in from outside. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His upper body was made of coarse cloth, his lower body was a pair of tight trousers, and his feet were a pair of straw sandals. At first glance, he was a poor man.
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The young man's eyebrows were furrowed tightly, as if something was wrong. As soon as he entered the shop, he went straight to the fat shopkeeper.
"Second uncle!"
"Why are you here again?"
The fat shopkeeper's smiling face suddenly changed, showing an expression of extreme disgust. From his words, it was not difficult to tell that the two not only knew each other, but were also very close. However, Feng Jueyu did not notice it in the fat shopkeeper's eyes.
He didn't mean to be close, but when he saw the young man, the look on the fat shopkeeper's face suddenly turned to boredom and contempt.
The young man's thick eyebrows and big eyes were filled with a deep sadness. Regardless of whether the fat shopkeeper was disgusted or not, he said in a pleading tone: "Second uncle, please do me a favor. Dad's illness can't wait any longer. Can you give me something like this?"
A little higher."
As he spoke, the young man took out a white ball from his arms and placed it on the case.
When the young man took out the white bead, a silver star suddenly appeared from Hongtu Baojian. It magnified and shone brightly. Feng Jueyu was startled. This was a signal from Hongtu Baojian to him. This white bead should be
Grand treasure.
The fat shopkeeper didn't even look at it, pushed the white beads back, and said in annoyance: "Niuzi, how many times have I told you that Wanbao is not opened by your second uncle and I opened it, how can I give you more?"
The price is high, if you can, just put the thing here for one tael of silver, if not, take it away."
The young man's face was very ugly, and he said sadly and angrily: "Second uncle, after all, dad is also your eldest brother. It's okay if you don't help me at ordinary times. Dad is seriously ill now, so you have to lend a hand. And although ten taels of silver is a lot, it's not much.
ah."
"Extend your hand?" The fat shopkeeper said with a look of disdain and disdain: "How can you extend your hand? Do you think I am a banker? Your father's illness is hopeless, why bother to do that? And you, take it
Do you think that Wanbaoxing is all blind? The one or two I gave you was the back door I opened for you after asking the master for instructions. Don’t be dissatisfied. And what is your status? After all, I am also your second uncle.
Is this how you talk to your elders?"
The fat shopkeeper's old-fashioned scolding seemed reasonable, but in fact, the three people present had already heard it. This guy didn't even think about helping.
Originally, the three of them were not qualified to comment on this matter, but after listening to the conversation between the two, Sima Ruyu and others looked at the fat shopkeeper with complaints and anger. Not only did his brother not help when he was terminally ill, but he also made sarcastic remarks to add insult to injury.
It's too irritating.
It seems that the young man has been here many times and has appraised the things, but there is no expert with a discerning eye for treasures, and the price given by the fat shopkeeper is also very low, so low that Feng Jueyu finds it ridiculous. In this place of Taixuan, don't worry.
No matter what the white bead in the young man's hand is, as long as it enters the Hongtu Baojian, it is a priceless treasure. What's ridiculous is that the fat shopkeeper only gave it one tael of silver.
Of course, this is not the fault of the fat shopkeeper. White beads are too common. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are like a Ryukyu. They are only suitable for gathering hundreds or thousands of them to display at home as ornaments. They are still the kind of fresh ones that can be thrown away casually.
Just throw it away.
In the past, Feng Jueyu would have pretended not to have seen it, but it was different now. The reaction from the Hongtu Treasure Mirror told him that this was definitely not a Hongtu treasure that could be seen casually.
Based on the relationship between the two and what the fat shopkeeper had done, Feng Jueyu, who was infinitely angry, suddenly lost his temper. Not to mention that the white beads might be Hongtu's treasure. Even if they were not, he would not stand idly by.
Feng Jueyu, who had kept a cold face and said nothing, interrupted the two of them, walked straight to the young man and asked: "Can you show me?"
The young man looked at Feng Jueyu in surprise. Even though he was dressed in shabby clothes, he didn't look like someone who could give out ten taels of silver. Why was he looking at the beads? Although he was confused, the young man still handed the beads over.
Feng Jueyu.
Taking the white bead, Feng Jueyu looked at it carefully. The two Qi of life and death alternately attached to the bead. He slowly felt the inner substance of the bead. At first, there was no reaction. After a while, Feng Jueyu was about to give up. Suddenly, the bead
There is a trace of spiritual energy inside that slowly clings to Feng Jueyu's palm. This subtle feeling cannot be discovered by others, which means that there is some kind of spiritual energy contained in the beads.
This further strengthened the idea that the beads were Hongtu's treasures. In front of so many people, Feng Jueyu naturally couldn't bring himself to submerge the beads out of thin air and bring them to Hong Yuan's space to appraise the grade. He simply asked bluntly: "How much do you plan to sell it for?"
silver?"
Sima Ruyu and Yi Bingyan took a look and knew that Feng Jueyu wanted to meddle in other people's business. Although the beads were indeed not a treasure, Feng Jueyu's actions resonated with the two beauties. It was like meeting a beggar, and everyone else
No matter how much you scoff, when a person can stand up and drop two taels of silver, some kind-hearted people will definitely appreciate him from the bottom of his heart.
Sima Ruyu and Yi Bingyan are in this mood now. They not only recognize Feng Jueyu's actions, but also approve and appreciate them.
He is a good man.
Regardless of what Feng Jueyu was like in the past, Yi Bingyan's view of Feng Jueyu is constantly changing through long-term interactions and happenings bit by bit. He is no longer just a sleazy thief and bastard.
As for Sima Ruyu, she had known for a long time that Feng Jueyu was not the kind of villain who was only interested in profit, but she didn't expect that he would do such a kind act of helping others. She couldn't help but feel comforted and smiled again.
The young man looked at Feng Jueyu in surprise, and felt a little touched in his heart. It seemed that this young man who was about the same age as him planned to help him. Alas, so what, ten taels of silver was still too much for a person like you.
Some disappointed young people did not think that Feng Jueyu could come up with ten taels of silver, but driven by the other party's kindness, he was unwilling to attack Feng Jueyu in public, so he quoted a price.
"At least twelve... friends..."
The young man named "Niu Zi" was about to say that you couldn't afford it, but Feng Jueyu took out a few banknotes from his arms without saying a word. The fat shopkeeper and the young man were shocked when they saw it.
Banknotes are universal across the Taixuan Continent. Who doesn't know that the pile of banknotes in Feng Jueyu's hand are all of large amounts, and after Feng Jueyu searched for them, the two of them were even more horrified to discover that this dressed-up man
The smallest denomination of the banknotes in the hand of the beggar boy is one hundred taels, or even very few, just one or two, and the rest are all five hundred, one thousand taels, and large-denomination banknotes, which is even more shocking.
What made the two of them crazy was that there were actually tens of thousands of taels of gold in silver notes inside.
While the two of them were in a daze, Feng Jueyu flipped through the banknotes, pulled out one with a denomination of one hundred taels and handed it to the young man named Niu Zi, saying: "If there is no zero, I will give it to you. The beads belong to me."
After saying that, Feng Jueyu put the remaining silver notes into his sleeves and no longer gave the beads to the young man.
"Fat Sheep." A word came to the fat shopkeeper's mind, and he wanted to slap himself in the mouth immediately. After staying in Wanbao Bank for so many years, this was the first time he had made a mistake. The two girls seemed to be from a famous family.
But this guy dressed like a beggar is actually a fat sheep. Look at him. He has a lot of banknotes in his arms. If he throws out a banknote of one hundred taels at random, the big ones even
It's enough to buy it from Wanbao. Damn it, why does such a person have to wear a coarse cloth gown with holes in it, or else I can be fooled? Pretend, damn, I can pretend.
The fat shopkeeper wants to cry but has no tears. If he had known better, he would have fawned over this boy. The way he acted clearly showed that he was a prodigal. He gave out a hundred taels of silver for just a piece of rubbish. I just lied a few words and won't be paid next month.
I'm so fat, damn it, why am I so unlucky?
The fat shopkeeper was regretting endlessly, but Niu Zi was so excited that he shed tears: "This... this is too much, this is not allowed. Brother, I am very grateful that you can buy my things. Otherwise, I will go
I'll cash out the silver and return the rest to you, just wait for me."
What a simple young man.
Feng Jueyu pulled Niu Zi approvingly and said: "No need, I'm not bad at this. Isn't your father ill in bed? Get it for treatment quickly. After the treatment, you will need to buy some supplements. The rest is
Consider me rewarding your filial piety."
Saying this, no one was touched. Yi Bingyan kept nodding, and Sima Ruyu had already held back tears, which were rippling in her watery eyes.
Niu Zi was moved to tears. Without saying a word, he knelt on the ground and gave Feng Jue three nods: "Benefactor, please name Niu Zi. Niu Zi will definitely set up a longevity tablet for his benefactor at home, and his ancestors will worship him from generation to generation."
Niu Zi's words made Feng Jueyu happy and said: "I'm not dead, so why do I want the immortal tablet? Listen to me and go back."
Niu Zi hummed and was about to stand up. At this moment, two young men in colorful clothes walked in: "Niu Er, what's going on?"