The shopkeeper who had just picked up the hot tea that had just been brought up next to him and was blowing slowly heard the words, and his hand shook and he almost didn't drop the tea bowl on his crotch.

However, the hot tea spilled under the shaking of his hands still made the crotch of the shopkeeper feel a hot pain.

But he couldn't take care of it anymore, just put down the tea bowl, picked up his crotch, and looked at Zhang Hao with a shocked face: "My lord, what are you...... Seriously? ”

Zhang Hao looked at the rather embarrassed shopkeeper with a smile: "Hehe, the price, everyone can talk about it." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, and then thought about Zhang Hao's style after he came in, he knew that it was impossible to kill this short adult as a fat sheep.

Although it is true that the lighter can only make fire, the shopkeeper has never seen such a delicate and unique thing.

Even if you play with it in your hand, as a pretend... Well, maybe there is no word for pretending to be compared here, but the meaning is the same, those aristocratic sons and brothers definitely don't mind spending a lot of money to buy pretending.

Zhang Hao directly doubled the price he opened, but the lowest expected selling price of the lighter in the shopkeeper's heart was at least ten Jinbao.

It is impossible for a lighter to sell for 100,000 yuan in the Great Xia Empire, but a luxury bag can be sold for 100,000 yuan with just such a layer of leather, so it is not unusual for a lighter to sell ten gold treasures as a luxury product in the second space.

If it is sent to the national capital Dari City, and then it is strengthened to highlight its rarity, the price of Zhang Haokai's fifty gold treasures may not be unsold.

But everyone knows that they run pawnshops.

The shopkeeper had an impossible expression, and said bitterly: "My lord, you are laughing, there are no fifty gold treasures sold in this store." Since you have traveled far away to the local area, you must have some knowledge, even if you go to the state capital, you can buy ten gold treasures. You don't have time to go to the state capital, so ...... What do you think it is? ”

Zhang Hao smiled, he was actually just playing a few tricks.

In fact, it doesn't matter if the lighter kills Matt is fifty silver dollars or fifty gold treasures, or even fifty copper horns, he just came to experience the life of an ancient shopkeeper.

At the moment, he didn't talk nonsense, and waved his hand directly: "Then ten Jinbao." ”

The shopkeeper looked at Zhang Hao's stretched palm, and asked with some hesitation: "My lord, isn't this number you compared, isn't it five?" ”

Zhang Hao squinted at him and flipped his palm: "See, five on the front and five on the back, just one ten." ”

Shopkeeper:...... Ten of you jungler (intentional homonym)'s!

In the end, the shopkeeper struggled for a while, and he couldn't resist Zhang Hao's threat to get up and leave, so he honestly took out ten gold treasures.

Well, it should be nine gold treasures and one hundred silver dollars.

Zhang Hao directly used the pawnshop as a bank counter, and even handled the business of exchanging change.

As for why it was not all exchanged for silver dollars, Zhang Hao said: It is too heavy and cannot be carried on his back.

Unbelief? I don't believe that if I go to a thousand Great Xia and try it on my back, I won't be able to crush you.

Until Zhang Hao went out and walked out of the distance, he was still a little strange: the character of this shopkeeper is actually not bad? These ten gold treasures are about the same as 100,000 yuan, which is an astronomical amount in such a self-sufficient society in ancient times. This shopkeeper didn't send some thugs or anything to snatch it back?

Could it be that I think too darkly about the pawnshops of ancient times? Zhang Hao reflected on this.

God knows, the shopkeeper actually looked at Zhang Hao's dress, plus the lighters sold were a little different from ordinary people, and after the temptation, he was extremely suspicious that this was a noble loser from a big family.

If he dares to rob the children of the nobles for the sake of ten gold treasures, especially those rammed goods from the big family, as long as he is found, he will not only return the ten gold treasures, but even pay for his old life.

It's okay to kill people, but who to send? Isn't that a handle for the person who did it? When the time comes, the lives of his whole family will have to be put into it.

For the sake of ten Jinbao? The shopkeeper doesn't have that courage yet.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper escaped.

Zhang Hao had calculated when he entered the door, if the shopkeeper dared to swallow his things, he would directly use the space tower to collect double the money for the items in his pawnshop.

If he wants to injure and maim him and rob him again, then he will let the hardware man clear the scene, and then loot the pawnshop openly.

If you want to kill people, hum! Zhang Hao won't kill people too.

Think about how many of those soldiers who went to war suffered from mental illness? A lot of it has to do with killings.

The human spirit is a very wonderful thing, and it is definitely not as simple as those online authors describe.

As long as you are firm in your heart, you can click the enemy indiscriminately, and then the protagonist keeps clicking and finally slaughtering the male in the middle like a nobody.

It's all nonsense!

How can ordinary people in a modern peaceful society be so easy to click people without any trouble!

At least Zhang Hao didn't believe it.

Although he knows that he will inevitably end the lives of some people in the future, it will never be now, and he will not be stupid enough to kill like those online protagonists.

It's real life, not a gunplay game! It's not a masturbation.

Ending life is not "first-blood!" ”“double-kill！” The game sound is done.

Step by step, no hurry! This is Zhang Hao's style.

Thinking about the conscience of the pawnshop shopkeeper, Zhang Hao, who was walking, suddenly smelled a fragrance, which shocked his spirit.

When I looked sideways, it was the smell of meat coming from the steamer of a stall on the side of the road.

This is...... Bun?

Anyway, it should be the same kind as Daxia's buns, Zhang Hao touched his stomach, and now after this came out, he is also a little hungry.

Without hesitation, he walked over and sat down at a small table, and he had already said, "Give it to me... Well, two! ”

It's not that Zhang Hao's rice is small, but that the bun is not a xiaolongbao, but at least the kind of big steamed bun in the north of Great Xia, the kind that he can't pinch with one hand.

The seller of steamed buns is still a fairly sturdy middle-aged aunt, but she is full of smiles and looks quite kind.

Although Zhang Hao looks very weak, well, the style is a bit like the aristocratic brother in her impression, and the voice is a little weird, and the half-face mask is also quite weird, and the inch head is even more weird. (Zhang Hao: Are you finished?) I'll just eat a bun, and you complain about me so much? ）

But the honest aunt immediately took out two buns from the steamer and brought them over on a saucer.

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ps: The new book has just been released, and it urgently needs the support of all the masters to rise. Comfortable old man, what are you left behind... Well,It's just to click on the collection of recommended tickets and the like.,You have to be naked.,Ah no.,It's all to me meticulously! Thank you