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Ling Xiaoye was quite surprised, and he had the impression that the commercial houses in Da'an City were mainly buying unsightly things. In a chaotic place like Da'an City, Yongxin Commercial Bank will accept it as it is, whether it is an upright treasure or something that cannot be seen. This is probably the reason why Yongxin Commercial Bank does not dare to speak out.

In this world, there is only the pursuit of eternal interests, but there is no eternal credibility.

Anyway, Ling Xiaoye still chose to enter this trading house. I've dealt with it before, and my impression is good.

There were also many people waiting in the trading house, and when they saw Ling Xiaoye and the three of them coming in, they all glanced at Ling Xiaoye and them a few times.

Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's providence.

Among these waiters, there are several people with familiar faces. Even a few days ago, the warriors who went up the mountain to collect debts also sat here and waited. As soon as they saw Ling Xiaoye, they couldn't help but make a sound: "Qinglanmen, what are they doing here?"

"Bad luck, how did you meet this young man. It's just the three of us now, it's hard to fight!"

When the other waiting warriors heard this, they immediately burst into laughter:

"Who do I think can make you so frightened, but when you look closely, it turns out to be the lowest Qinglanmen in the legend. You debt collectors, just so cowardly, afraid of this tattered little sect?"

There was a big man who laughed directly, whether it was those debt collectors or Qinglanmen.

On the other side, there was a middle-aged man, who said with a smile: "Yo, the young men of Qinglanmen, you are here to sell your body, right? Go to the flower street next door, this is a trading house, and you don't buy and sell people." ”

"Haha......"

The laughter came and went, and the atmosphere that had been waiting for a hurry suddenly became happy. Except for the three people who had seen Ling Xiaoye's power, their expressions were serious, and everyone else was basically happy.

For this kind of verbal mockery, the contempt in his eyes, Ling Xiaoye was just as calm as water. But the two disciples behind him couldn't help it, although Qinglanmen was reduced to the last class, no one could listen to this middle-aged man's insult.

Therefore, the two disciples invariably wanted to step forward to reason, but they were stopped by Ling Xiaoye and signaled them not to mess around.

"Ouch, I still want to do it. I don't pee on my own to see your virtue, your cultivation is low, you have no ambition, and you are also a poor sour ghost with no money. Hurry up, this is not the place you should be. By the way, Qinglou doesn't want to go, so go to the vicinity of the city gate, and with those beggars, you should have money by kowtowing two heads, haha!"

The middle-aged man held back a smile as he spoke, and finally laughed, and the atmosphere in the hall of this trading house was once again mobilized, full of fun to see others make a fool of themselves.

"Master, they deceive people too much, why should they insult us!"

A disciple who was slightly older than Ling Xiaoye began to whisper in Ling Xiaoye's ear.

But Ling Xiaoye didn't say anything, but smiled slightly.

At this moment, a handyman from the trading house happened to come out of it, and he was just about to call the waiting people in. was stopped by Ling Xiaoye: "This little brother, please take a look at this token!"

When the other waiting martial artists saw that Ling Xiaoye seemed to be cutting in line, some of them couldn't sit still and began to scold: "Boy, don't you understand the truth of first come, first come?"

The handyman looked at the VIP token shaking in Ling Xiaoye's hand, and directly greeted him with a smile, hurriedly trotted over, and asked politely: "If Your Excellency has any orders, just mention it." ”

Ling Xiaoye ignored the gritted teeth and indignant appearance of the martial artists around him, and still smiled: "It's nothing, it's just to sell some treasures." ”

"Okay, the little one will immediately inform a steward and ask him to talk to you. The servant saluted slightly, then stretched out his hand to make a gesture, and invited Ling Xiaoye and the two disciples to walk to the back of the hall: "A few guests, please come here." ”

As Ling Xiaoye and the others walked to the back, the guests waiting in the hall directly exploded:

Someone shouted dissatisfiedly: "Why, why can he cut in line, we have been waiting here for more than half an hour, and we have been one step ahead by a latecomer." ”

"What is the origin of that kid? He actually has the VIP token of this comptoir. Hey, do you know those rice buckets?" the middle-aged man was a little shocked and asked about the debt collector who seemed to know Qinglanmen.

The men could only shake their heads, indicating that they didn't know.

"The reputation of Qinglanmen has long been forgotten by the public, and as far as I know, their head not only eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles, but also goes crazy from time to time. This sect is supposed to be exhausted, why did all of a sudden, those disciples suddenly feel a little harder?"

Some people analyzed it carefully, but they were quickly retorted: "Bullshit, it's just a garbage sect." Maybe it's the token found at the bottom of the box, and then take the treasure of the sect and sell it. ”

When these people heard this, they also felt that this person had a point. Still, the vicious cursing continued.

After Ling Xiaoye and the others entered, they naturally wouldn't hear the discussion of these people. They were taken to a nice private room and waited there.

The handyman of the merchant house quickly served tea, greeted the three of them, and told them that the steward would be back soon.

Ling Xiaoye nodded, and when the miscellaneous servants went out, he asked the two disciples to quickly take out all the things they wanted to sell. He himself is no exception, since he went up to Qinglan Gate, he was first knocked by Ye Qingyuan, and then he was slandered by that Yu Lao again, and the loss was not small, so he needed to take some unused treasures out and sell them together.

Anyway, these things don't have much use for him, and keeping them will also occupy the Qiankun bag.

Soon, a sturdy man walked in and said politely, "Several, I've been waiting for a long time. Under is the closure of Yongxin Commercial Bank, and I hope a few will forgive me. ”

Ling Xiaoye was polite with the steward, and then he got straight to the point, saying that he was going to sell some things that he didn't need.

After hearing this, the steward laughed. The two disciples also began to take out the loot they had brought out these days and piled them on the ground.

Seeing this, the steward walked to the door and called a few handymen to come over and count these things together.

Ling Xiaoye also began to take out a lot of things, which made the eyes of the stewards light up, among which there were many good things, which could be bought at a good price. Similar to the Yongxin Commercial Bank in Da'an City in the past, there are some rewards when the steward accepts the sale of things from others. Therefore, seeing that Ling Xiaoye kept taking out things, the smile of the steward was even stronger.

Later, the sealing steward called a few miscellaneous servants to help together, and only then did Ling Xiaoye's scattered things be sorted out, and the stewards would evaluate them.

Ling Xiaoye specially instructed that his things should be divided into another part, and the things brought by the two disciples should be divided into another portion.

The steward acted according to his words, and it took half an hour to calculate the price of these things.

The things brought by the two disciples were worth more than 18,000 taels of silver tickets. And Ling Xiaoye's pile of things was 180,000 taels of silver tickets, ten times more than the first one.

This made the two disciples stunned, although they knew that the new master's things were valuable, but they didn't expect to get so much. They didn't know that in fact, Ling Xiaoye, Gu Wanxiang, and Xueyang Thief and others didn't take out the Qiankun bags, otherwise they would be even more shocked.

Of course, this is only an estimate, and if you still have to go to auction, it is estimated that it will rise to about 200,000 taels. However, Ling Xiaoye, as always, directly sold to Yongxin Commercial Bank, and he didn't have much time to wait for the auction.

Ling Xiaoye also discussed it with the sealing officer, and he asked the sealing manager to help him find some ordinary materials for the alchemy refiner and buy them for 80,000 taels. For the rest of the money, just give it normally.

The steward ordered him to go down again, and asked someone to help him bring materials worth 80,000 taels. Then he asked Ling Xiaoye and the three of them to wait, and he wanted to go to the account office to get the money.

Ling Xiaoye and the others waited for another half an hour before the steward came back.

The steward divided the money into different amounts of 100,000 taels and more than 18,000 taels and handed it over to Ling Xiaoye. A moment later, a few handymen came to Ling and them carrying bags of bulging things.

"Shaoxia, this is what you want, the list is here, please take a look. The steward smiled and handed over a slip.

After Ling Xiaoye took it, he glanced at it a few times, and sure enough, it was all some ordinary materials, but that was enough. So he made up his mind again and again and threw these big bags of things into his bag.

Everything was done, Ling Xiaoye knew that it was time to go, so he said a few polite words to the sealer, got up and said goodbye.

After leaving the hall, there were still some martial artists waiting there, and they watched Ling Xiaoye come out, their eyes full of jealousy. Especially the middle-aged man, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire.

The man said coldly: "Yo, I didn't expect the loser to be really chic." ”

Ling Xiaoye knew that it would not work if he didn't make a move, he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Did you eat today, and your mouth is full of stink?"

"Bold!"

The middle-aged man was furious and was about to draw his knife to slash Ling Xiaoye.

Whoosh!

Three flying knives flew out in an instant, cutting off a large part of the middle-aged man's left hair, and piercing the sleeve of the man's shirt. The three throwing knives hit the wall behind them, and the hilts were already deep in them.

"Next time, if you dare to talk nonsense, you will be killed directly!"

Ling Xiaoye put down a cruel word and turned to leave.

The middle-aged man's hands were trembling slightly, and he obviously realized that the boy had let him go. Otherwise, the three flying knives just now did not penetrate his clothes and hair, but penetrated deep into his body.

Those martial artists who originally wanted to see Ling Xiaoye's jokes became the same as the three guys who had gone to Qinglan Gate to collect debts, they could only be silent, and could only watch Ling Xiaoye's figure disappear at the door.

No one dares to catch up!