"Yes, yes, you are worthy of being Young Master Ling, Master of Ling Pavilion, Master Ling Fang. His eyesight is different. You have already thought of it before I even said it. With Young Master Ling's age, such cultivation, such vision, and such wisdom,
Lan Xin, this time I came to Xutian Domain, it is difficult even if I don’t want to be promoted to the divine level. Oh, by the way, I heard that you are already at the divine level, that is the honorable level. Yes, if you are as smart and sharp as Young Master Ling, you have extraordinary vision.
It is simply unforgivable that even dragons and phoenixes among the people cannot be promoted to the senior rank. It is also my good luck that I can meet such a talented person like Young Master Ling. I am truly lucky..." Deacon Jin slapped his leg fiercely.
He was laughing so hard that his whole body was trembling with fat, and his words were full of flattery.
"Uh..." Ling Yixin and the others retched, feeling severely nauseated.
"Okay, okay, don't tell me, how much does it cost?" Ling Chuxi was also disgusted. If you want to collect money, just say it clearly. If you don't bring such disgusting people, even a person with extremely strong psychological quality like Miss Ling,
I'm almost sick to the point of vomiting. This Butler Kim is also a talent!
"A room contains one hundred thousand five-color spiritual stones every day." Butler Jin immediately stopped and said concisely and fluently.
"One hundred thousand, why don't you grab it?" Ling Yixuan's eyes almost popped out of her head. This means that Ling Chuxi is back, and the Ling family has become rich. If it were to be replaced by the previous Ling family, she wouldn't be able to save it for ten years.
Ten thousand pocket money, let alone one hundred thousand, and that's just for one day.
At first, they thought that Deacon Jin was a good person, but after a long time of fussing, it turned out that he was trying to extort money. Ling Yixuan and others resolutely took back what they had just said.
"Oh, it's not much. One hundred thousand is not much. Look at the room and feel the aura. It's really not much." Deacon Jin didn't get angry and said patiently.
"Deacon Jin, do we also need to pay for the rooms below?" Ling Chuxi asked.
She didn't care about these millions of five-color spirit stones, but she didn't want to be taken advantage of and let others cheat her. This golden fat man, at first, thought he was a good person, but after a long time of making trouble, it turned out that he was a money addict. No wonder Ji Shiyuan was so angry when he left.
I warned him, but it seems that this guy is only interested in profit and does not take Ji Shiyuan's face seriously at all. Also, for people who value money very much, can their face be eaten? Can it be used? Can it be spent as money?
Huh? No way! So what is face, where is the real money? Ling Chuxi doesn’t have any dislike for this golden fat man. Judgment Council is not a god. They also have to eat, drink, wear, and have many expenses. It is normal to collect money.
If the water is clear, there will be no fish, and the fat man looks very festive. Ling Chuxi thinks it is normal for the Shi Temple to charge a fee.
"The first floor is not charged, and each room on the second floor is 20,000 per day. However, with Young Master Ling's eyesight, it can definitely be seen that the first and second floors can't be compared with the third floor. If you want to advance to the divine level or the noble level
, it’s worth spending more money.” When Butler Jin heard Ling Chuxi ask about the first floor, he thought she was reluctant to give up the money, so he quickly flattered her again.
"That being said, one hundred thousand is too much. It would be okay if it was less. It's so much, let's go to the first floor." Ling Chuxi shook her head and said pretending. She doesn't mind the charge.
But that doesn’t mean that Miss Ling is the one who was taken advantage of! This golden fat man wanted to take the opportunity to scratch some oil, don’t think she didn’t notice it.
"Let's see, for Master Ji's sake, 80,000." Deacon Jin had a pained expression on his face.
"No, it's still too expensive." Ling Chuxi then shook her head.
"Sixty thousand." Butler Jin gritted his teeth, the expression on his face was more painful than cutting his flesh.