"Sure enough, when country people come to the city, they are dazzled by it!"
"You are such an ignorant bumpkin, you can stare at an ordinary stall for so long!"
"I'm just inexperienced. Why do you all have to be so arrogant? You need to have a good relationship with Young Master Chu. After all, this is the person who has taken advantage of our huge wealth."
The stall owners were all happy and smiled.
The Little Golden Buddha didn't pay any attention to people's comments behind their backs. He walked around on the street, and soon his eyes were attracted by a rusty bronze statue.
Although he no longer has strong cultivation, his soul is still strong, and he can sense the fluctuations of spiritual power contained in this bronze statue from a long distance away.
"How much silver paper does this bronze statue cost?"
The little golden Buddha stepped forward, making no secret of his love for the bronze statue, and asked the price.
The stall owner of this stall is a short, fat, middle-aged man with sparse eyebrows and narrow eyes, with a shrewd light shining in the gaps.
He looked at the handsome young man in front of him, with a smile on his face, and said politely: "Young Master Chu, this is the Buddha statue enshrined in the Vajra Holy Buddha Temple in the Western Regions..."
The short, fat middle-aged man was about to brag, but was interrupted by the little golden Buddha before he could finish speaking.
He waved his hand impatiently: "Let me ask you, how much silver paper?"
The short, fat middle-aged man's expression was suffocated, and the light in his eyes changed for a while. Finally, he smiled and shouted a price that shocked all his colleagues.
"Five hundred silver paper!"
The short, fat middle-aged man stretched out five fingers and gestured, but soon he thought of something, gritted his teeth, and said again.
"This is the first time that Young Master Chu has stepped into our martial arts market. I have to give Young Master Chu a preferential price, a 20% discount. Young Master Chu can take this thing away with only four hundred silver paper!"
His bold words sounded touching, but his colleagues on both sides rolled their eyes.
They saw it with their own eyes, and there were customers in front of them who came to inquire about the price of the short and fat stall. The host quoted a price of ten silver papers, but when it arrived at Chu Feng's place, it suddenly became four hundred silver papers.
This guy made it clear that he wanted to tease Chu Feng as his enemy.
What surprised them the most was that Young Master Chu nodded frequently after hearing the offer.
"Four hundred pieces of silver paper? That's not expensive!"
When everyone heard this, they rolled their eyes and almost fainted.
Four hundred pieces of silver paper?
Isn’t this fucking expensive?
Four hundred pieces of silver paper can buy a house in this cloud city.
Young Master!
It is indeed the young master!
The money was generous, and a golden silver note was handed over.
The pudgy stall owner accepted it with a smile.
Then, he pretended to take out a gift box and prepared to put the bronze statue he found out from the junk inside.
Now, the Buddha statue has new decorations, and it suddenly becomes much more upscale.
"Okay, okay, this thing doesn't need to be put in a box, maybe I will sell it to you if I change hands!"
A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of the little golden Buddha's mouth.
When the short, fat middle-aged man heard this, his eyes widened, wondering what ridiculous words he had heard.
His face suddenly turned ugly.
"Young Master Chu, we already pay the money and deliver the goods in one hand. We will not return the items sold."
The stall owner's face turned cold and he snorted coldly.
"Don't worry, what I said is that you may buy it back, not return it!"
The little golden Buddha looked calm and said.
"This is impossible!"
The stall owner sneered in his heart.
"Why should I repurchase this junk?"
At this moment, he had already accepted the silver paper and handed the rusty bronze statue to the little golden Buddha.
Money and goods are clear!
Even if you have a fucking problem, don’t even think about coming to trouble me!
The little golden Buddha didn't care at all about the stall owner's attitude. Instead, after getting the bronze statue, he took out a bottle from his arms and poured out a drop of acidic corrosive liquid.
A few squeaking sounds.
These corrosive liquids slid down and quickly corroded away the rust on the bronze statue.
The bronze statue, which was originally dark, suddenly became smooth, and there was a faint golden light flowing around it, which looked very sacred.
"this……"
The short, fat stall owner stared, and his jaw dropped to the ground in shock.
"This is not a bronze statue, but the legendary 'Vajra Statue'!"
The little golden Buddha took out a piece of silk cloth and wiped it gently. All the dirt on the bronze statue was cleaned away, and it immediately became sparkling with gold.
The most incredible thing is that after he scrubbed this bronze statue, which originally seemed ordinary and inconspicuous, there was a faint spiritual light on the bronze statue. You could tell at a glance that this was something extraordinary.
The pudgy stall owner was so regretful that his intestines turned green when he saw this scene.
He gritted his teeth, his heart became fierce, and greed appeared in his eyes: "Young Master Chu, I won't sell this bronze statue. This is four pieces of silver paper. Take it away!"
He pulled out a golden banknote from the cabinet and threw it away.
"Haha... Just now, you said that the money and goods have been cleared. This bronze statue has long been mine. How can you not sell it just by saying you don't want to sell it?" The little golden Buddha's fair cheeks suddenly had a trace of evil energy.
Bang!
He hit the booth with his palm, causing the whole table to shake.
When the vendors on both sides saw it, their hearts skipped a beat. They all wanted to jump out and speak to the stall owner, but suddenly, they all shut their mouths and did not dare to say anything.
"You...what do you want to do? Let me tell you, this is Wu City. Don't think that just because you are the son-in-law of the Chu family, you can cause trouble here."
The short, fat middle-aged man turned pale with fright and said with a stern expression.
"Am I making trouble? What a joke, this is the bronze statue I bought. Now that you see me cleaning up this bronze statue, you are greedy in your heart and plan to rob it, right? I think you are the one who is making trouble!"
The little golden Buddha shouted loudly, and many passers-by stopped and were attracted by the movement.
The short, fat middle-aged man saw a lot of people watching, and he felt a little regretful in his heart. But when he thought that this bronze statue was so valuable, that it was actually the legendary Vajra Buddha statue, and even had the aura of Buddhism and Taoism, he felt sad in his heart.
Full of unwillingness and greed.
How could he be willing to sell such a priceless treasure for 400 silver paper?
If this thing can be put up for auction, it can increase at least ten times or even twenty times. As long as the publicity is good, it is entirely possible to sell it for thirty times the price.
"Master Chu, please stop spouting nonsense here. What you just bought was another bronze statue, not my Vajra Buddha statue!"
The short, fat stall owner knitted his brows, pointed at another bronze statue on the table, and yelled angrily.
The expressions of the passers-by who were watching changed when they saw this scene.
"Let me tell you, how could Mr. Chu afford such a strange Vajra Buddha statue!"