A sentence from the land period made all the people of the salt soil tribe silent.

There is a ridiculous feeling of being a thief.

Wait, they don't really have a deal with the evil gods, do they?

Lu Qiqi paid special attention to the expressions of the people of the Lower Yantu Tribe, but their emotions at this time could no longer see any information.

"It's the first time the Salt Soil Patriarch has come to our tribe, so I'll take you around first."

She said with a smile.

In the eyes of the Salt Earth Patriarch, this smile was like a cunning fox with a lot of bad water in its stomach.

But the salt soil patriarch really can't do anything about her now.

He looked through the walls and saw the towering buildings in the city: "What's that?" ”

"The statue of Nuwa of our tribe."

Lu Qi replied lightly, "Be magnificent." ”

"Since it's so magnificent, why don't you take us to see it up close."

The Yantu people were not embarrassed to say this, but the industrial park in the tribe had not been separated yet, so how could Lu Qi take them in for a walk.

"The statue of the goddess Nuwa is a sacred symbol of the Nuwa tribe, and it is generally not allowed to be visited by outsiders. With the exception of people from our own tribe, the rest of us who want to visit must wait until a specific time when the statue is open to the public. ”

"How long is a certain time?"

The meaning of a specific time is when she says it will be when she is on the land.

The smile on her face didn't change when she was asked, "The Salt Earth Patriarch wants to pay homage to our gods so much, but he can actually do it by joining our tribe. Our Nuwa tribe has always welcomed everyone with an inclusive mindset. ”

But how is this possible.

The Yantu people did not squeak when they heard it.

"Since you're not interested in joining our tribe, I'll take you to the trading market first."

Lu Qiqi said with a smile, and then took them to the middle, core, and largest shops in the trading market.

The house is twice as large as the other paving, and the construction of the house is more elaborate. The walls were scraped flat with tools, and the doorway was paved with small stones.

"This is the best house in our market, and only powerful tribes with a strength beyond ordinary tribes have the ability to use this house."

Man.

It's all vanity.

When Lu Qiqi said this, the people of the Yantu tribe subconsciously felt that this house was of course theirs.

"This house is indeed better than the average place."

The Salt Soil Patriarch nodded, "We want it." ”

Lu Qiqi's smile was even brighter: "You are very discerning, the rent of this house is 50 slaves a month." ”

"What?"

The Yantu people were quite satisfied with the house, but when they knew the rental price, they immediately felt that it was not beautiful.

You must know that the spring fair they opened can be regarded as a place for 10 slaves to set up a stall, and they can stay anywhere for as long as they want.

Of course, Lu Zhiqi knew that they were too expensive, and she did not shy away from it: "Yes. It is also the most expensive shop. Because the location is the best, the place is the largest, and the identity of the guest who lives here is the most precious.

Of course, we still have a lot of ordinary shops left, and we can rent them for 30 days for 4 slaves.

Do you need someone to show you around? ”

The most commonly used agitation method in sales can be seen at a glance if you change players.

But the Yantu people can't.

They are simple, think little, and love face. For this reason, they are like fat pigs who have been stressed, and they jump into the trap designed by the land period, "Don't look at it, we want this place." It's just 50 slaves, others can't afford it, but my salt tribe can afford it. ”

"Okay."

Lu Qiqi looked at these wronged leaders with a bright smile and took them to check in.

Today's Crown: Your Lord.

Today's injustice: the salt soil tribe.

After placing an order with passion, the salt soil patriarch always felt that something was wrong when he calmed down. Shops of other tribes, as long as 4 slaves; Although this shop is bigger, why is it worth 50 slaves?

It's only twice as big as a regular shop.

The land period can't be deliberately tricked into them, right?

The salt soil patriarch pondered in hindsight, the more he thought about it, the less worthless it was to buy. However, just then, a group of people came to the door of their shop.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and when he saw that the person who came was a member of the Nuwa tribe, he was even more unhappy. Directly blackfaced, asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"We're here to deliver follow-up services to the upstairs shop."

Of course, this is also the instruction of the land period.

The most important thing for VIP customers is to give him extra services, which makes people feel that they are worth the money. So when there is only one empty room in ordinary shops, they prepare fine hay mattresses, wooden tables and wooden stools, fired clay teapots, water cup sets and an oil lamp made of pork + cotton rope for VIP customers.

When these things are put in the shop, it is all of a sudden, and it makes people scratch their heads.

The Yantu patriarch frowned, not knowing what the hell the Nuwa tribe was doing: "We didn't buy these things. ”

"This is an additional service that only has to rent a Tianzihao shop, and you can rest assured that there is no additional charge."

As the leader of the clan spoke, he took out a wooden plaque from his bosom and handed it to the Yantu patriarch: "This is the bank's distinguished customer identity card, please keep it." This is the first VIP ID card currently on sale by our bank, and you are welcome to visit and trade at the bank. ”

Bank.

It's diagonally across from their shop.

Originally, he was going to take them in to have a look, but when he heard that he was exchanging supplies for a useless crystal coin, the Salt Earth Patriarch scoffed.

Now he has little interest in the bank.

But because of the follow-up things sent by the Nuwa tribe and their humble service, the Yantu patriarch had a kind of extra gain, and the psychology of suffering in his heart became lighter. He looked down at the wooden sign that had been delivered to him, the surface had been polished smooth, and the word "bank" was engraved on it (which he did not recognize, of course).

This did not prevent him from thinking that the patterns on it were strange and a little beautiful.

The banks are so close.

After all, he couldn't hold back and stepped into this place with a wooden sign.

Banks are actually quite lively.

Many people lined up in several lines, and from their conversations he learned what "wages" these people were receiving. Everyone happily got some crystal coins from the bank, some people exchanged crystal coins for salt, and some people took crystal coins directly.

Everyone lined up to handle business, and the Yantu patriarch was received by someone as soon as he entered.

"Welcome."

The Yantu patriarch was welcomed and ushered to the VIP seat next door. With everyone watching, he sipped his tea while enjoying 2 people serving him.

Privilege at such times is the ability to give people a sense of vanity.

Even if the Yantu tribe was extremely disgusted with her because of the salt business of the Nuwa tribe, he had to admit that at this moment, he looked at the Nuwa tribe quite pleasantly. (End of chapter)