"Profiteer, two weeks of peeling, phew, sooner or later I will explode your backyard flowers!"

Lu Hao scolded and left.

As long as Zhao Ke and Yang Wancai were left to sit in the room, looking at each other.

Zhao Ke smiled bitterly on his face, no wonder Lu Hao stomped his feet so angrily.

Yang Wancai promised to be a shawl guest for him.

The name of the God of Wealth, although because of the golden medicine steamed buns, his reputation has been damaged a lot.

But the God of Wealth is not this name, and the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.

Plus Yang Wancai is now the president of the Ghost City Chamber of Commerce.

He came to be a shawlman, and in that respect, he was the best candidate.

After all, the God of Wealth, the God of Wealth, the last thing that is lacking is money.

With only 200 postage points, for Yang Wancai, he can't deceive people.

Right! That's right, 200 points.

This is the price set by Yang Wancai, and it is guaranteed to fill up the guests for Lu Hao.

Zhao Ke and Lu Hao are convinced of this, and the name of the God of Wealth is enough to explain everything.

However, Yang Wancai put forward a condition for Lu Hao.

A gold stamp.

No matter what the origin of this stamp is, whether it is Lu Hao stealing it or robbing it, if he can get a gold stamp, then this stamp will belong to Yang Wancai.

Of course, this condition is not mandatory.

If Lu Hao didn't get the gold stamp, then there was no need to compensate Yang Wancai for anything.

It can be understood as an investment by Yang Wancai.

"You didn't make a pact with her!"

Zhao Ke saw that Lu Hao had already gone away, and despised Lu Hao fiercely in his heart, and it was clear that he found that Yang Wancai was just a verbal agreement with her, and he ran faster than a rabbit.

"No, I don't expect that, it's just an attitude."

Yang Wancai smiled, he could help Lu Hao, and even help Lu Hao for free, after all, everyone was once a grasshopper on a rope, and it can be regarded as a fateful friendship.

But Yang Wancai has a habit, no matter who anyone asks him for help except his biological parents, he will not help a person for free.

Even if sometimes the conditions proposed by Yang Wancai are only very small or even insignificant.

But this habit has always been maintained.

At least it lets people know that their help is not unconditional.

Shengmien, Doumiqiu, this truth, Yang Wancai is still very clear.

"Hehe, good habits, then if I need you to solicit customers, what conditions do you have to make?"

Zhao Ke asked with a smile, and added a sentence after speaking: "By the way, don't think about gold stamps, if I have them, give priority to my companions." ”

"Hahaha, you're different." Yang Wancai laughed.

"When you inherit the ghost market, I am your direct subordinate, and now it's too late for me to hug my thighs, how can I make conditions with you."

Zhao Ke calmly wiped the tea in his hand and looked at Yang Wancai: "Are you so sure that the master of the ghost city is me?" ”

"And do you have a choice?"

Yang Wancai gradually retracted his smile.

He didn't know how Granny Hong threatened Zhao Ke.

But there is no doubt that at the moment, whether Zhao Ke is willing or unwilling, he will become a chess piece in the hands of Granny Hong.

"Hehe, if you have a choice, do you think I'll sit here and have tea with you?"

Zhao Kepi said with a smile.

In fact, Zhao Ke didn't care about the four words of the lord of the ghost city.

I don't care, I don't care.

It's just that there are some problems in it, and I have to figure it out myself.

For example...... He is really the candidate of the red mother-in-law, and he is still a target to fool everyone.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke's face was clouded.

Yang Wancai was able to get to this day, of course he was not a fool, listening to Zhao Ke's tone, he didn't ask any more.

Because he knows very well that no matter what Zhao Ke says next.

It's not for him to ask, no! It should be said that there are some things, knowing the truth, which is a sin in itself.

"Tell me how many people you want."

Yang Wancai changed the topic and asked Zhao Ke: "Two, or three?" ”

When Zhao Ke heard this, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he whispered: "At least ten!" ”

"Ten??"

Yang Wancai's eyes were as wide as those of the copper bell, and he screamed, "Ten places where you came from?" ”

It's just that the voice fell.

Yang Wancai looked at Zhao Ke, who was smiling and silent, and instantly lifted his spirits, and his voice was raised to the extreme: "You have two golden stamps!" ”

"Clever!"

Zhao Ke stood up with a smile, that's right, he had two gold stamps.

It's not hard to guess.

One gold stamp, six people.

Zhao Ke wants to build a team, himself, Fat Pig, Camille, Wang Mazi, and Bantam Tiger, a total of five people.

There are only two positions left.

But if Zhao Ke still has a gold stamp in his hand.

Then you can divide one person and form a separate team.

This leaves your team with four positions, and the new team has six.

That's exactly ten people in total.

"2000 postage, you can make money faster than me."

Yang Wancai screamed, if Zhao Ke does this, there is no doubt that among the many candidates, he will occupy the greatest resource advantage.

"Hehe, you have to do it as soon as possible, I think after this news is released, soon the ticket price will drop."

Zhao Ke grinned.

In the rules of this competition, although he was restricted from obtaining the funding of the Red Smoke Museum.

But also, invisibly, limiting other candidates.

The postage points in the hands of these candidates are probably not enough to support this game of hegemony.

So I believe that when Yang Wancai releases the news, they will try their best to copy their own way.

When there are more cars, it is inevitable that the price of the car will fall.

"No!"

Yang Wancai gave birth to a cold light between his eyebrows, and sneered: "If someone else wants to sell tickets, I will sell them all as soon as possible. ”

Zhao Ke laughed and patted Yang Wancai's shoulder: "Everything is handed over to you, I'll go see Mazi." ”

Zhao Ke said, and walked into the backyard under the leadership of the puppet butler.

As for how Yang Wancai wants to operate and how to control the price of the ticket, Zhao Ke doesn't care.

It wasn't his turn to care.

This kind of thing requires capital and time, and it is precisely not in the case of either.

So it's better to earn enough in your pocket.

As for how others want to earn, that's someone else's business.

Walking into the backyard, Zhao Ke saw Wang Mazi.

A huge pool of water.

It's just strange that half of the water in the pool is ice water with a lot of ice cubes, and the other half is boiling hot water.

Wang Mazi was in the center of the pool.

Letting the fog fill the water, sitting in the water with his eyes closed, he felt like a fool.

But when the dignitaries looked at it for the second time, they saw that Wang Mazi's figure had disappeared little by little.

As Zhao Ke's heart moved, the secondary pupils opened.

But he still couldn't see Wang Mazi.

"Concealment?"

Zhao Ke's mind flickered, but he rejected the idea again.

Not entirely correct, but at the moment, Wang Mazi is indeed fusing his breath with the flow of water in the pool.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke walked to the edge of the pool.

When I touched the water, half of the ice water and half of the hot water were mixed in a pool, but the temperature of the water did not allow for each other, but was clearly divided into two halves.

Invisibly, Zhao Ke could feel an aura, which perfectly isolated the water temperature in the pool.

"Hehe, it looks like you're making good progress, so I'll talk about it when you come out."

Zhao Ke said towards the waterhole, seeing that Wang Mazi had reached a critical time, and it was inconvenient for Zhao Ke to disturb him now.

As for the time.

Although there are only three days, three days refers to time in reality.

It takes at least half a month to put the time in the ghost market.

It is enough for Wang Mazi to meditate and enlighten.

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he saw a slight ripple in the water, which was Wang Mazi's response.

After leaving the ghost market.

Zhao Ke returned to reality, and He Quanshun settled their villa.

The fat pig is still lying on the sofa, this guy has gained a lot of weight, and he no longer looks so lean.

It seems that during this time, the fat pig is still doing very well.

Seeing Zhao Ke coming back, the fat pig immediately stepped forward: "Boss, you are back, three days later, the competition may not be enough." ”

The fat pig also received a reminder from the postal register.

Even he could have imagined that this competition must be extraordinarily intense, and the mood of others can naturally be imagined.

But the matter of the postage has been solved by oneself.

After calming the fat pig's mood, Zhao Ke didn't care whether the fat pig was willing or not, reached out and grabbed the fat pig's arm, and pulled him into Daxia Ding.

"No, I'm not going."

Seeing this, the fat pig struggled to break free of Zhao Ke's hand, but was suddenly shocked to find that Zhao Ke's strength was so great that he was surprised.

"Hurry up, I'm going to prepare to build a group, what if you don't come."

Under Zhao Ke's urging, the fat pig was about to cry, his face fell, and he cried: "Isn't it good to come out, the ancestor inside is weak and wants to kneel when I see it." ”

Thinking of Ji Wusui, the fat pig shivered all over his body.

It's like a viscount vampire who sees the ancestor of a vampire, and is born with fear in his bones.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke kicked on the fat pig's ass angrily and scolded: "I'm afraid of a fart, I can still be the ancestor of your family." ”

The corners of the fat pig's mouth twitched, and he always felt that Zhao Ke's words were scolding him, but he couldn't struggle, and finally he was forcibly pulled into Daxia Ding.