"To be honest, I didn't have any money on me, not even a dime, not a big son, my pocket was cleaner than my face, but I was ......"

In the private room.

Bei Changqing withdrew from the stars and moons of the ten red-card young ladies, bent down slightly, put his hands on the windowsill, looked at everyone with a smile, and said without being salty.

"As a son of jealousy, if you don't have some real skills, you won't be jealous of God, it's just unfortunate, I still have some real skills in the field of calligraphy and painting, and thanks to everyone's love, our paintings are more or less worth a few taels of broken spirit stones, if you have to compare with me today who has more money, then I can only paint one on the spot, one is not enough, then paint ten, ten is not enough to paint a hundred, until the painting is enough. ”

One of the red-card ladies was very sensible and brought a pot of wine, poured a glass of wine, Bei Changqing took it, took a sip, glanced at everyone, and continued: "How, who wants to compare?"

Baihualou, which was noisy just now, suddenly quieted down.

The sons of the family who jumped out were originally arrogant and arrogant, but when Bei Changqing mentioned his paintings, they were all silent.

The face is blue and white for a while, and the expression is extremely embarrassed, you look at me, I look at you, no one knows what to say, no one knows what to do, and they all look a little overwhelmed? One is more embarrassing than the other? Standing in mid-air, don't you go back? Not going back, either.

Bei Changqing said before, everyone present is garbage? It was really angry, and the sons of the family were all angry.

It's just that? Patronizing and annoyed, he forgot that Bei Changqing's paintings were comparable to the ancient immortal soldiers? Like a priceless treasure? It's hard to find.

As everyone knows, Bei Changqing's paintings not only have both form and spirit, but also contain profound artistic conception and mysterious rhyme? At the top of the list? The void paints the universe, a picture of the immortal earth, paints a vision, fills the sky with different colors, and causes the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to explode? The sacred ancient bell rang for a long time, and more than ten people before and after contemplated this painting as an epiphany.

Pity.

Bei Changqing's paintings have always been only given away and not sold? And painting is all based on mood, and it is rumored that all major commercial houses have released words? As long as Bei Changqing starts to write a painting and calligraphy, the price is arbitrary? Bei Changqing didn't even pay attention? Including the people of the Immortal Dynasty who also went to the Wuwei Sect in person? And Bei Changqing didn't even see him.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Bei Changqing has a painting and calligraphy on the spot at this moment, it will be robbed immediately, not only the major major business houses and major families in the Qingzhou territory will compete to buy it, but the Kyushu in the world will compete at all costs, and even the Immortal Dynasty will inevitably visit in person.

More money than him?

As long as he paints and paints, he has countless resources, and he can have as many as he wants.

His existence is like a walking printing machine.

What do you take more money than him?

How to compare?

Who qualifies for this?

The answer is yes.

None of the sons of the family present had this qualification.

Backed by the Golden Wing of the Sun Yao Sect, the Little Wild King of the Huwei Family, and the Little Lord of Shaoqi did not.

Compared with other people, they may all be masters of money, but if they are compared with a walking money printing machine like Bei Changqing, they can only be regarded as a mixed food and clothing at best.

There is no qualification to compare at all, even if the wealth of the three of them and all the sons of the family present combined, they can't be compared with Bei Changqing.

Whether you admit it or not, this is a fact that no one can deny.

"Now I'm going to let the ten fairies stay with me, who is against it?"

Bei Changqing's voice came, but no one responded.

The sons of the family who jumped out all returned to the private room with a disgraced face, and the little wild king of the Huwei family also closed the window of the private room, and the young lord of Shaoqi sneered at the corner of his mouth, staring at Bei Changqing, but he was silent.

Only the arrogant and arrogant Jin Yi was still standing there, he was so complacent about what he said just now, so that he couldn't get off the stage now, he wanted to say two wild words to cover up his embarrassment, but in the face of Bei Changqing's walking money printing machine, no matter how arrogant his words seemed to be a little insignificant.

Bei Changqing didn't target him, but said to everyone: "Yes, since no one objected, then I decided to enjoy the ten fairies exclusively, this son is in a good mood today, quite beautiful, thanks to everyone's love, today's consumption of this Baihualou is paid by my unparalleled son Bei Changqing!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and the old prostitutes in the hall of Baihualou were counted as one, and they all shouted excitedly.

You must know that this gentle township is not only one of the best Qinglou in Qingzhou, but also the top gold cave, just come in and drink a little wine, it will cost twenty or thirty thousand, if you call a young lady to accompany you, it will be about fifty or sixty thousand.

In normal times, it is not that the son of a wealthy family wants to play prestige and earn face, so that the old bustard can give out a pot of wine on a table.

Don't look at it as just a pot of wine, if you give a pot to a table, it will cost a lot of money.

There have also been masters who are not bad for money, with a wave of their hands, the whole audience consumes, and one person pays, although it is not much, but there are indeed so few.

Correct.

And just a few.

After all, no one's money is blown by the wind, even if there are not many guests in Wenrou Township, if you pay for the whole consumption, you have to pay tens of millions of dollars.

To say that on this day in the middle of the month, especially when the top ten red cards all appear, the dream of the Oiran will also appear, and when the Baihualou is overcrowded, no one has ever been so arrogant to pay for the whole consumption.

North Changqing is the first one.

This is how can the prostitutes in the hall not be excited, how can they not be excited, all of them are blushing, shouting that the unequaled son is mighty and domineering, and the young ladies of Baihualou are even more infatuated like.

The sons of the family in the private room are not bad for this money, and they are not rare for others to pay for themselves, in the face of such a bohemian, so arrogant and wild Bei Changqing, no matter how unhappy they are, they can only choose to be silent.

The limelight of Bei Changqing is really too big, so big that they can't say that they can't be compared, and they don't even dare to think about it, Xiao Yewang, who was born in the Huwei family, is backed by the golden wings of the Riyao Sect, and the little lord of Shaoqi can only avoid its edge.

Known as the purple gold on the head, wearing the stars and the moon, and having the golden wings of a masterpiece, he has always been arrogant and arrogant, no one is convinced, no one is in his eyes, he sees who scolds whom, and everyone wants to compete.

Today.

In the face of Bei Changqing, he could only be silent except for silence.

The reason is simple.

The existence of Bei Changqing made him unable to move if he wanted to, and he couldn't accept it if he wanted to!

Compared to fame, it can't be compared.

Than identity, can't compare.

Compared to status, it can't be compared.

It's more than creation, but it's not comparable.

Compared with cultivation, the strength cannot be compared.

More than money, sorry, but even more.

Competent?

How to fight?

This is no longer a question of whether to fight or not, but a situation that is not qualified to compete with Bei Changqing at all.

Just as the light of a grain of rice cannot compete with the sun and the moon.

In the private room.

Jingchi drank a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Admire, admire...... I have seen a lot of confrontation scenes, most of them are like dragons and tigers fighting, and in the end both are injured, and some of them hurt the enemy by ten points, and they lose seven points by themselves. ”

"In the past, I always thought that smashing people with money was a very rude and vulgar thing, but today I realized that smashing people with money can also be so fresh and refined...... It was so much fun, and I would have liked to toast him three glasses if I could. ”

Beside.

pouted in fright, and stopped talking.

He was arrogant, and he had nothing to say in the face of such a debauched and arrogant North Changqing.