When the upper class held various banquets, it was common to have a few sandworm games as a must-have event.

Wealthy people often raise sandworms to fight for wealth, not to mention various underground sandworm competitions.

In short, it can be said that it is a game with the full name.

Zhang Qingyang took very little time, just read it all, instructed the clerk, told him how to feed and how much, and went up to the second floor.

The sandworms on the second floor are relatively expensive and in better condition.

Zhang Qingyang also didn't take much time to look at all the sandworms on the second floor. Cheap sandworms don't have high requirements and are relatively leathery, so you don't have to put too much thought into it.

As soon as I went up to the third floor, I saw a customer in the store arguing with a clerk in the store.

The clerk was a girl who had just been here for half a year, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and under the pressure of the customer, she was anxious and aggrieved, and tears were about to flow out.

Zhang Qingyang walked over and said, "Xiaolian, what's the matter?"

Xiaolian saw Zhang Qingyang, as if she had seen a savior, and said with a crying voice: "Brother Xiaoyang, this guest ordered this sandworm the day before yesterday, and I have taken care of it carefully for the past two days, the water and food are doubled on time, and the temperature and humidity are also adjusted to the best." But today this sandworm has become a little wilted, and this guest must say that I deliberately raised his sandworm and asked me to pay for it. ”

The guest was not very old, but he was dressed very decently, and he also had two tall bodyguards by his side, and he looked like a rich man. Listening to Xiaolian's crying, the guest pouted and said, "I paid the deposit, but it turned out that a fierce sandworm is now like a dead worm, don't you take me for a fool." If you don't make it clear to me today, you have to compensate me. If you're going to bully customers, I'm not one to mess with. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Qingyang looked up at the other party again, he was not very old, his beard was neatly trimmed, his clothes were neat, and his leather shoes were shiny, and he seemed to be a person who valued face very much.

Zhang Qingyang nodded and said: "This guest, please rest assured, our Jinxin sandworm shop has always had a good reputation, and we can't do things that bully customers out of the store." If it is a problem with our store, not only will the deposit be refunded, but you will also be compensated. ”

Zhang Qingyang's words were polite and courteous, neither humble nor arrogant.

The other party's eyes lit up, and his serious face suddenly relaxed, and said, "If you are an understanding person, I won't embarrass you." I wanted this "green tip" because the last time you recommended it to me, it was very fierce. This time, it looked like a dead worm. Money is a small thing, but it is a big thing for me to buy it back and lose face in front of my friends. ”

When Xiaolian, the girl, heard that Zhang Qingyang said that she wanted compensation, she was immediately anxious. Because there are rules in the store, you can get a commission for the sandworms you sell. But if something goes wrong with the sandworm in your hands, you will also be held responsible, either by compensating the store for the loss or by dismissing you.

Zhang Qingyang gently patted the back of Xiaolian's hand, telling her to be patient and not to speak for the time being.

Xiaolian looked anxious, but was gently patted twice by Zhang Qingyang, and inexplicably calmed down a little.

Zhang Qingyang leaned in front of the glass box, and the sandworm called Qingtoujian was lying on the dry sand, motionless.

If it weren't for the two little black bean-like eyes that rolled from time to time, you would have wondered if it was already hanging.

The skin on the tip of the green head has a faint oily glow, and it looks healthy, not like a sick person.

The skin and the muscles under the skin are tightly connected, and it doesn't look like it's about to molt.

Looking at its eyes again, it gurgled and rolled, and it was obvious that there was nothing wrong with his spirit.

The dryness and temperature of the sand are not particularly good, but there is certainly nothing wrong with them.

The young guest didn't get an inch in, and Ren Zhang Qingyang was there to observe, without saying a word.

It seems that he really wants to buy a ferocious sandworm to go back, and not take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble.

I don't see anything wrong.

Zhang Qingyang sighed in his heart, if Uncle Zhao was here, he should be able to see what the crux of this sandworm is. Although I have read a lot of books, I still lack practice, and I have not been able to combine theory and practice.

However, Zhang Qingyang will not be helpless.

At this moment, the young guest was a little impatient, "Don't you see any problems, hey, don't you have a master master in your store?"

Zhang Qingyang stared at the sandworm's little black bean-like eyes.

Qingtou pointed at Zhang Qingyang's gaze in amazement, and then his eyes showed a stupid expression.

Under the induction of the bridge of the mind, the mood of this little thing is very restless. After taking a deeper perception, Zhang Qingyang found the crux of the problem.

"Okay, I guess I know. Zhang Qingyang retracted his gaze and stopped perceiving with the bridge of his heart, "Xiaolian, you said that the food has been doubled recently?"

Xiaolian nodded timidly and said, "It was requested by the guest, and I also asked the store manager, and the store manager said that there was no problem." ”

The guest grinned and said: "If you want to take the green head out to meet people, you naturally have to be strong to be mighty." ”

Zhang Qingyang was already very sure in his heart, and said, "Xiaolian, go and get the No. 3 potion in the box, as well as the pen made of the fox's soft fur, and bring it one piece." ”

Xiaolian hurriedly went. Soon, he came up with a tray, which was what Zhang Qingyang wanted.

Zhang Qingyang opened the potion bottle, and a pungent smell wafted out.

"What a weird smell. The guest quickly covered his nose.

Although his two bodyguards didn't cover them with their hands, their expressions were not very good-looking.

Zhang Qingyang didn't seem to smell it, and put the fox fur soft pen into the potion bottle and dipped it. When I opened the glass case, a pungent smell wafted in.

The tip of the green head, which was originally lying on his stomach and motionless, suddenly moved, wanting to stay away from the smell.

"Clip it. Zhang Qingyang said.

Xiaolian put the tray aside, took the clip, and stretched it towards the tip of the green head.

The little thing slammed its body and raised its head to make a threatening sound at Xiaolian.

Although it is small and cute, it is fierce at this moment, and it looks as fierce as a beast. Zhang Qingyang nodded secretly, no wonder the other party took a fancy to it, this green tip is really good.

"That's right, that's it, look at this little thing, this ferocity. The guest next to him suddenly became energetic.

Xiaolian has been in the store for half a year, and she has become accustomed to the ferocity of sandworms, so she skillfully clamped the clip on its head, and used another clip to clamp the back half of its body. Straighten it so hard that it can't move.

Zhang Qingyang used a fox brillery soft pen to repeatedly smear its anus and let it go.

The tip of the blue head writhed desperately, letting out a piercing scream.

"Hey, hey, what's going on?" the guest was puzzled and dissatisfied.

"Wait a minute, it'll be fine. Zhang Qingyang was still calm.

Xiaolian wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, her eyes moved back and forth between Qingtoujian and Zhang Qingyang. You must know that the price of this green tip is not low, more than 100 yuan.