Chapter Twenty-Four: The Old Man
Qian Duoduo glanced at his watch, it was still early at this time, he decided to go shopping on the street first, and by the way, he went to buy back the four books required by the new round of tasks.
The Nalan Dynasty is a thousand-character text, a brief history of the dynasty, an ancient history of the human race and the history of the five continents.
I don't seem to have any money on me!
Qian Duoduo suddenly discovered this important thing, it is difficult to move an inch without money, this sentence is the same wherever it is placed, how to make money?
After thinking about it, he walked towards the Treasure Pavilion.
"Hey, Mr. Qian is here, what a rare guest. ”
As soon as the shopkeeper looked at the person, he immediately greeted him with a smile, although this stupid boy didn't speak well, but his mother was not an ordinary person, so he couldn't be offended.
Qian Duoduo went straight to the point and asked, "Do you sell books here?"
The shopkeeper asked suspiciously, "I don't know what book you want, Young Master Qian?"
Qian Duoduo said: "The thousand-character text of the Imperial Dynasty, the brief history of the Imperial Dynasty, the ancient history of the human race and the history of the five continents, is there any?"
The shopkeeper pondered for a moment and then said, "These are common books, Mr. Qian, you might as well go to the bookstore in Zhennan to take a look, there should be them." ”
Qian Duoduo asked again: "Then do you collect things here?"
If you want to make money quickly, you have to take something out and sell it.
The shopkeeper's eyes narrowed, and he said: "Collect it, but don't collect everything, if you have any good things, I can give you a palm." ”
Qian Duoduo waved his hand, and a large handful of yellow-level magic weapons appeared on the counter, and he said, "Do you want these magic weapons?"
Broken, magic weapon!
How can there be such a big gap between people?
The shopkeeper wanted to cry, and checked these magic weapons one by one with trembling hands, and then said excitedly: "Young Master Qian, do you really plan to sell these magic weapons?"
The Treasure Pavilion is an industry belonging to the Nalan royal family, which has opened every city in the imperial dynasty, and some special towns and towns will also open shops, as long as it is a treasure of heaven and earth, rare treasures, martial arts, they all collect, and sell everything, but the price is relatively low, generally speaking, it is six or seven percent of the market price.
"Sell. ”
"Young Master Qian, please wait a moment, and I will settle the bill for you. ”
The shopkeeper was very excited, and hurriedly picked up the abacus and knocked it, and a few minutes later, Qian Duoduo left the Treasure Pavilion with the 130,000 golden ticket that had just arrived.
Bookstore.
This is a place that specializes in selling books.
Due to the prevalence of martial arts in the Nalan Dynasty and the respect of immortals, there are not many scholars, resulting in a bad business here, not only the shop is small, but there are also few people, only an old man is lying by the fire and dozing.
"Boss, I want to buy books. ”
As an illiterate, Qian Duoduo is very self-aware, looking for books or anything doesn't exist, and he doesn't even know the words and still looks for books, and it is estimated that he even struggles to find a picture of the Spring Palace.
"Oh, there's a guest here. ”
"What books do you want to buy, young man?"
The old man opened his cloudy eyes, put on a thick coat and stood up, he was a hunchback, his face was meatless, very thin, skinny, but he gave people an extremely kind feeling.
Qian Duoduo said politely: "I want to buy the thousand-character text of the Nalan Dynasty, the ancient history of the Dynasty, the ancient history of the human race and the history of the five continents, uncle, do you have it here?"
"Yes, you wait a minute, I'll get it for you. ”
The old man hunched over to the bookshelves, and soon found the four books, the thinnest of which were three fingers thick.
"This is the book you want, young man. ”
"Uncle, give you money. ”
Qian Duoduo took out a golden ticket and handed it over.
“......”
The old man carefully glanced at the golden ticket with a denomination of 10,000 yuan, and then said speechlessly: "Young man, these four books only cost one silver and twenty-five copper, don't you have any change?"
"Nope. "Qian Duoduo is a little embarrassed, he really doesn't have change.
The old man said helplessly: "Forget it, these four books should be given to you, take them." ”
Qian Duoduo righteously refused: "No, no, I am the successor of the Communist X-Doctrine, and I must not take a stitch from the masses." Uncle is fine, you don't have to look for it if you can't find it, the extra money will be regarded as your service fee, your service attitude is very good, it's worth the price. ”
“.........”
The old man looked at the 10,000 golden ticket in his hand stupidly.
Is it true that people are stupid and have a lot of money?
Or is it really not bad money?
Seeing Qian Duoduo's figure go away, the old man hurriedly shouted, "Young man, wait a minute." ”
Qian Duoduo asked suspiciously, "Uncle, are you okay?"
The old man asked curiously: "That, young man, what are you talking about, what kind of force is communism?
Qian Duoduo said embarrassedly: "You don't understand this, don't ask." ”
The old man's face turned dark and he scolded: "Why are you like this in this offspring? Why don't you say that you know that I don't understand? Let me tell you, there is nothing in heaven and earth that the old man does not know." ”
Sounds like it, could it be that this old man is still a hidden boss?
Name:???
Age:???
Talent:???
Repaired: ???
No way!
It's really a hidden boss.
"Eye magic!"
A gleam flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes, and he carefully looked at the young man in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more solemn his expression became, and he couldn't see through it, he couldn't see through it at all.
I don't believe it!
The golden light bloomed in the eyes of the old man like a round of golden sun.
The next moment.
"Poof"
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, the blood was bright red, and there was a golden light flowing, which looked so strange and directly proved that this person was extraordinary.
"How is that possible?"
The old man's face was full of horror, and he was counterattacked.
"Uncle, are you alright?"
"No way. ”
The old man didn't believe in evil, stretched out his hands, and kept pinching.
It was only then that Qian Duoduo found out that the old man was still disabled, and his left ring finger was cut off in half, but the strange thing was that he pinched his fingers to tell fortunes, but he still pointed to it.
"To slip, or not to slip?"
Forget it, let's slip on, what if this old man is a big villain.
Say slip away.
Qian Duoduo raised his feet and walked cautiously out of the bookstore, and then ran away, desperately running to his home, for fear that the other party would catch up and arrest him.
"How so?"
The old man muttered to himself in a depressed spirit, and when he came back to his senses, what about people?
Divine thoughts are released!
it!
Why can't I find it?
Was it just a hallucination?
Look down.
The golden ticket with a denomination of 10,000 was lying quietly on the ground.
"It's true. ”
The old man was aggrieved in his heart, thinking that I was dignified and counted in the sky, claiming that everything in heaven and earth was under control, and everything in the world was calculated, but I didn't expect it to be planted in a child.
"By the way, didn't he say that he was the successor of the Communists?"
Finding a new target, the old man hurriedly calmed down and continued to calculate, and after a while, his face flushed, and he muttered: "I voluntarily join xxxxx......"
Halfway through his words, he suddenly shook his head violently, then bit his tongue and forcibly woke himself up, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he palpitated: "What a terrible force, I almost fell into it and couldn't get out." ”