Then Yang Lingxuan still thought about waiting for who would come next time, let them bring a mount over, although the pets in the store can be ridden, but they all start at 100,000, he thinks it is too expensive, and he is reluctant to buy it now.

After smoothing out all his thoughts, he said to Wu Shou, "Come, let's continue!"

Not long after Yang Lingxuan continued to explain the Journey to the West for Wu Shou, a new guest came to the door.

"Excuse me, anyone?"

A loud voice sounded, and the words of the two stopped abruptly, and they raised their bodies lying on the sofa, and then turned their heads to look at a young man.

"Hello, what do you need to buy?" After seeing this young man, Yang Lingxuan stepped forward and said with a smile.

This young man was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a pair of almond eyes, a somewhat handsome appearance, and an extraordinary appearance in white clothes, like a gentle scholar.

And the other party is gorgeously dressed, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist, and a fan in his hand, he should still look like a rich child.

"Hello, what are you selling in this shop?" the handsome young man also smiled, gently pulled the folding fan in his hand, and said gracefully.

"I'm the store manager of this house, you can call me the store manager, what do you call Childe?" didn't answer the other party's words, Yang Lingxuan asked rhetorically.

"Hello store manager, my name is Zhao Liang. Hearing Yang Lingxuan's words, the handsome young man held a folding fan in his right hand and gestured to Yang Lingxuan with both hands in his fist.

"It turns out that Zhao Gongzi, fortunately, the goods sold in this store include rare treasures, martial arts, various weapons and beasts. ”

Then Yang Lingxuan responded politely to the other party and began to briefly introduce the general classification of the store.

Hearing this, Zhao Liang felt dizzy, and his brain began to be a little inflexible.

Although he had heard some rumors and seen the strange decoration of the store with his own eyes, he did not expect that this store would be so bullish for buying and selling.

Seeing Zhao Liang's posture, Yang Lingxuan and the others were already surprised.

Zhao Liang, who reacted later, began to breathe a little shortly and said, "Store manager, can you explain in detail?"

Yang Lingxuan nodded, then led the other party to the shopping table, pointed to the products on it, one by one, and explained to Zhao Liang in detail.

With Yang Lingxuan's explanation, Zhao Liang's originally rapid breathing gradually stabilized, but he was a little surprised by these commodities, and did not show the idea that he was eager to get.

This made Yang Lingxuan, who was explaining, and Wu Shou, who was lying on the sofa not far away looking at the two of them, were a little surprised by Zhao Liang's concentration, but after such a short while, he lost his original excitement.

Marveling at the other party's control, Yang Lingxuan began to omit some relatively high-priced goods, and just picked some things used by martial artists and low-level mysticists to explain.

In less than two quarters of an hour, he finished all the explanations, and then asked Zhao Liang with some curiosity: "Zhao Gongzi, don't you believe in our goods?"

He couldn't help but think so, because he remembered the first customer in the store, and when Wu Tian first came to the door, he was in a similar state.

At first, he was very excited, but later he was very calm, and finally he crackled and talked a lot, and the other party thought he was a liar.

"That's not the case, what the store manager said, I believe Xiaosheng. Swinging the folding fan, Zhao Liang shook his head and explained.

"What is that, Childe?"

At this moment, Yang Lingxuan was even more puzzled, I believe that his words are still so calm and controlling?

Or is it not right that you don't have any money, even if you don't have money, you shouldn't be so calm, and the other party doesn't look like you don't have money.

"The store manager, these things are all necessities for people who practice martial arts, I am just a scholar, I only love poetry and books in my life, etc., and I am not very interested in practicing martial arts. Zhao Liang explained with a smile.

Indeed, he didn't disbelieve Yang Lingxuan's words, although these things were very tempting, they were not so attractive to himself.

He didn't like to dance knives and guns since he was a child, he just preferred to read and write, and this time he only heard the rumors of the black shop in the teahouse, as well as some rumors of the salt gang, and he was quite curious, so he rode a horse alone, intending to find out.

Hearing this, Yang Lingxuan suddenly opened his mouth, this is a nerd, he basically has no idea about martial arts, in this world where the strong are supreme, such a nerd is indeed a wonder.

But in line with the mentality of killing mistakes and not letting go, he rolled his eyes, and planned to start fooling the other party: "Zhao Gongzi, your idea is really wrong, only those who practice martial arts can get more books and read more ancient poetry and ancient books." ”

"Store manager, people who practice martial arts can indeed get more books and ancient books, but those are books such as martial arts and martial arts, and I don't like to read such books. ”

Hearing Yang Lingxuan's words, Zhao Liang lowered his head and shook it, and retorted, those ancient books, he himself doesn't practice martial arts, and it's useless to read them.

"No, I'm not talking about these, I'm talking about ancient books of poetry, history, and literature!" Looking at the other party's eyes, Yang Lingxuan pretended to be remorseful, as if he regretted that the other party was not angry.

"This, Xiao Sheng hasn't heard of that person who practices martial arts, there will be a lot of these ancient books, don't they read all the exercises and secrets?"

Seeing the other party's posture, Zhao Liang was obviously stunned, and then asked suspiciously.

"They don't read it, but I'm talking about the fact that people who practice martial arts have more access to these books. Yang Lingxuan said with a serious expression.

Wu Shou next to him couldn't stand it anymore, covered his face to find a comfortable position, and then lay down on the sofa, waiting for this guy who had already entered the pit to be fooled and lame by Yang Lingxuan.

Then Zhao Liang looked at Yang Lingxuan's serious expression, and the folding fan that occasionally swayed in his hand stopped shaking, but asked the other party with a puzzled expression:

"Manager, what do you say about this?"

"Zhao Gongzi, look, is our Lingshan Kingdom the supremacy of force, and the strong are respected?"

Yang Lingxuan did not directly answer the other party's words, but asked the other party rhetorically, so that the other party could follow his own train of thought and let the initiative be completely in his own hands.

"Yes, but what does this have to do with books?" Hearing Yang Lingxuan's words, Zhao Liang nodded in response, but he was still very confused.

Although he himself doesn't like to practice martial arts, this behavior can change the world, and it is still a situation where the strong are respected.

I think what Yang Lingxuan said makes sense, but what does this have to do with people who practice martial arts and have ancient books?

"You think like this, you are powerful, do others respect you, others respect you, then is it easy for you to ask the other party, show you the books and ancient books at home, or ask the other party to give them, or even ask the other party to help you find more books, right?"

Yang Lingxuan's eyes did not have any other color, and he explained to Zhao Liang in a serious tone.

Then he paused, and continued:

"Of course, asking the other party to show you the family heirloom exercises and martial arts, it must not be that simple, but it is just some ordinary poetry books and literary books, which are not so important to the other party, so it must be very simple to borrow, don't you think?"