Seeing Da Lang's finger, Hu Shang instantly frowned and snorted: "Little nobleman, that one is worthless, so small." ”

"Is it reluctant to say that?" Da Lang squinted at Hu Shang.

"No, it's not reluctant, it's that it's too small, and I still have a big one. Hu Shang trembled and took out a money bag from his arms, and then took out a transparent thing the size of a bird's egg from the bag, "This is not only big, but also very pure, just for you, the little noble person who is as pure as Allah in this world." ”

"Oh my God, this crystal is purer than what comes out of the East China Sea. "The third son is knowledgeable, and when he sees it, he screams.

"Exactly, this is the purest crystal from Persia. It's much more beautiful than the crystal that the little nobleman just saw, and it's even bigger, the one just now, the color is not pure. You are the most discerning retinue I have ever seen," Hu Shang was very proud.

"Oh, is it?" Da Lang smiled, picked up a palm-high thin glass bottle from the stall, took the crystal and stroked, the glass bottle had nothing to do, and then attached himself again, on the side of a pile of glass bottles, in an open bag, picked up a crystal that was only a little bigger than a soybean, the shape was irregular, and it didn't look so transparent gray, and drew a circle on the glass bottle, and the three sons clearly saw that this time the glass bottle left a shallow mark. Da Lang handed the glass bottle to the iron tower standing behind him: "Break it gently." ”

The iron tower took the glass bottle, and gently broke it with both hands, and the glass bottle was broken in response, and the fracture was very neat, and it was broken along the line drawn by Dalang.

"Are you saying that your glass bottle is defective?" or are you lying?" asked Dalang.

Hu Shangdou's big beads of sweat came out, admitting that his glass was defective, so don't think about selling this batch of glass bottles for another penny, maybe the little nobleman directly ordered to smash it, and he only had a dumb person to eat Coptis chinensis and eat bitter fruits.

But if he admits that he lied, then that bag of treasures must also be taken away by the little nobleman, which is almost half of all his net worth. However, he has been in and out of Datang for so many years, and no one has ever thought that this bag is a good thing, because of this, he deliberately put it together with glass and other things, and deliberately hid the crystal close to his body.

Eyes rolled, or bear with it, yesterday's situation he remembered, even Huang Yanei provoked the little nobleman, the next day Huang Xiancheng had to obediently send his son to the door to apologize, he was a foreign Hu person, how could he not screw others, so he spoke: "Little nobleman, you said that the glass is a defective product, that is a defective product, the little nobleman, you say that I lied, that is I lied, everything depends on the little nobleman." ”

"As for the business, I still have to do it, and I won't embarrass you, so let's do it, this is a Shudra, I want it, and you can find me three or five Kshatriyas, Vaishyas, and Brahmins each, and that's it." "Seeing that this Hu man is very good, Da Lang is not really embarrassed by him, although it is said that the profits of the things bought and sold by Hu merchants are amazing, but it is also a lot of hardship, often back and forth is more than a year or even two or three years is possible.

"The little nobleman is really like a torch. Seeing that Da Lang even called his name clearly, Hu Ren was completely convinced, three or five of each of the four colors, although it was also a large amount of wealth, but it was not even one-tenth of his wealth, it was much better than the confiscation of a whole bag that he had feared before, this was simply the feeling of being stripped naked and frozen to death in winter, and suddenly being pulled back to a warm house.

This will no longer dare to deceive, carefully in the bag according to the requirements of the big man, all kinds of colors are picked five, respectfully wrapped in silk cloth, both hands offered, he really only picked three. Otherwise, as long as the little nobleman speaks a little louder, and there are so many people coming and going on the street, if there is that greedy for money and hears that the inconspicuous cloth bag is the really good thing, then walk on the road in the future, and don't want to sleep at night. Now, the three entourages of the little nobleman were pestle in front of his stall, and no one else dared to come closer, so it was still safe.

Da Lang didn't look at it, nodded and took it and gave it to the third son: "That's right, don't think that no one recognizes Datang, doing business, what you pay attention to is a sincere word, do you know the so-called no sharp business?"

"I know, I know, if the buyer wants to buy a bucket of rice, he can't just give him a flat bucket, but he has to come out of the spot, so that people are willing to come next time, and the seller can make money. Hu Ren nodded busily, how could he not know that he had been in business for many years? It's just that he always thought that a bucket was a bucket of rice, and he would never give the buyer even a grain of rice, but he forgot that there was a word that followed the local customs.

Finally, when he left, Hu Ren sent a team of palm-high glass bottles to Da Lang, and saw Da Lang's eyes drifting over the spices from time to time, so he immediately took more than half a catty of pepper to Da Lang according to Da Lang's meaning.

"Little fairy, this stone is so inconspicuous, but it is powerful, I have seen it, and its hardness is that even a knife made of hundreds of stacks of stainless steel does not want to make marks on it, I didn't think that this stone can. The third son carried twenty treasures in his arms, and he was hunched all the way, lest he accidentally lose the treasure.

"You've probably heard of it, but no one has ever seen it. "Da Lang smiled," the "Tripitaka Dharma Number" said: 'Vazara (Sanskrit), Huayan Vajra, this treasure comes from the gold. This is what Buddhist disciples often call diamond, the hardest thing in the world. There are no ordinary temples, and only those big temple monks have seen them.

"The little fairy must have seen it. According to legend, Yuan Tianshi was a dragon who saw the head but not the end, and those who had dealings with Yuan Tianshi were either Taoist immortals or Buddhist masters, so it wasn't as many diamonds as he wanted to see? Maybe one day when the little fairy fully awakened and found the place where he used to bury the treasure, he might not even be able to look down on this little thing.

Sure enough, I heard the little fairy say again: "The Buddhist scriptures say that this thing is the essence of gold, in fact, there are many of these things, but most of them are small and worthless, only the big ones are valuable, and seriously speaking, the amount of this thing buried in the ground is more than a hundred times more than gold, and this thing can be made of carbon." ”

Goose Dripping Niangle, can you make such a precious thing out of carbon? Isn't this more powerful than a spell that turns stones into gold? The third son is going to faint. This seems to be the right person, wow, when the spells of the little fairy are restored in the future, there will be a bunch of them with one finger, and it doesn't take much, give him a few, it will be enough for him to be used for several generations. That's right, he had heard of diamonds, and the disciples of Buddhism said that it was an incomparably holy treasure, and no one could see it at all.

Well, when the little fairy spell recovers in the future, you have to be cheeky and beg for a few.

But he didn't have as many twists and turns as him, so he asked directly: "Little fairy, can you also get a few for me to play with, if I have this baby, it will be much easier for me to find my mother-in-law." ”

"It's done, when I find a good craftsman, I will give you one, and there is no more. There is also one for the three sons and the iron tower. If you want more, you have to wait, and when the time is ripe, I don't dare to say that there are more at that time, and one hundred and eighty should be fine. Da Lang was very confident at the moment, because he knew that when he saw the bag of diamonds, he had already opened the closed door in his mind and peeked into something.

"The tower thanked the little fairy. The tower didn't say much, just thanked him innocently.

The second sister heard that if she found a craftsman and figured it out, she could have one, and she couldn't wait to fly to Chang'an immediately.

Back at the residence, Huang Xiancheng had already left, while Guo Zhongda was hiding in his house and lying on his back on the Hu bed, with a cloth covering his face, and he didn't move.

The third son hurriedly stepped forward, pinched the person again, and dragged his arm: ", where are you guys dead?

"What is the noise!" The third son who was pinching Guo Zhongda was kicked by Guo Zhongda's legs, "Go aside, disturb Lao Tzu's interest for no reason." ”

"Guo Tou, what's wrong with you? What can't you think of to tell your brothers, don't you tell us, how do you know? Is it that Huang Xiancheng said something unpleasant? Or is he under whose command to threaten you with his family? As long as you nod, the third son and I will immediately lead the brothers to copy the guy, and directly unload the six and a half catties of Huang someone!"

"A certain person is treating scars according to the method given by Lang Jun, what are you arguing about!" Guo Zhongda was annoyed and angry, it was originally a sneaky thing, but now it's good, as soon as the third son called, more than a dozen brothers came to see him, all around him to see the freshness.

So I didn't stop doing it, I just made it clear, and I could treat the scar openly in the future.

According to the original idea, he wants to let the second sister try this method first, whether it works or not, and he will come again, anyway, the scar has been with him for more than ten years, and he doesn't care about following him for a while;

But last night, when he heard Da Lang say that he flew to Luoyang, he was shocked, Lang Jun used to be able to fly! That is to say, Lang Jun's ability is much greater than the legend, Lang Jun is Yuan Tianshi is just his own guess, but he has never heard anyone say that he has seen Yuan Tianshi fly, that is to say, either Yuan Tianshi is deeply hidden, or Lang Jun used to be a more powerful figure than Yuan Tianshi.

In addition, Huang Xiancheng brought another piece of news, which made him unable to hold it anymore, and as soon as Huang Xiancheng left, he immediately began to treat his scar according to what Da Lang said.