The truth of throwing money is what Bai Wuya told Bai Xiao before he went down the mountain, no matter how much dissatisfaction Bai Xiao has with Bai Wuya, he does not deny that this sentence is really a wise saying.

When he first came to Hongshan City, Bai Xiao had already deeply understood the power of throwing money. Before the entrance exam, he spent 20 million yuan to invite Master Ping to cook tea for Qingyue, and his violent behavior of showing off his wealth immediately caused public anger, but when he gave the tea to the critics, the praise was endless.

After experiencing this contrast firsthand, Bai Xiao naturally knows how to deal with the problem of the large gap between the rich and the poor - as long as the first rich lead the latter to become rich.

In fact, Bai Xiao was strange, why did Zheng Liming, a person who seemed quite transparent, not even understand such a simple truth?

Faced with Bai Xiao's question, Zheng Liming fell into an awkward silence again.

Isn't this nonsense! If I were as rich as you, I would be more transparent than you!

However, under Bai Xiao's sincere and innocent gaze, Zheng Liming was really speechless, and he only felt that the spirit he received in silence could not be made up for by ordinary three or five magic tools!

After a long time, Zheng Liming changed the topic: "You came to me to make a thought report?"

Bai Xiao said with great interest: "The main thing is to seek war, it's too boring to just talk about theory, and you don't know what is right or wrong when you actually do it." Teacher, do you still have the strength, let's fight again?"

Zheng Liming glared at Bai Xiao angrily, and his resentment towards this dead straight man was already rolling like boiling oil.

Are you blind or a goldfish, and can't you see that I'm seriously ill and weak? If I had the strength to fight you, I'd have just caught those two female devils and soaked them in the oil tank! Why watch them clean their rooms and cook healthy supper?

How did this kind of person catch up with Qingyue!?Is the Demon Dao Princess also blind?

With a belly full of fire, Zheng Liming gritted his teeth and said, "No!"

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When Bai Xiao left Zheng Liming's house with some regret, it was already dark outside the house.

Busy all night, the snow mountain people still felt full of physical strength and energy, and the regret of not being able to fight Zheng Liming again for revenge made him feel as eager to try as if he was in the morning.

With such an impulse, Bai Xiao came to the most prestigious magic workshop in Hongshan City.

Red.

As the name suggests, it is a quiet building built on the branches of a majestic ancient tree, standing in the air like a floating leaf.

With a history of 1,800 years, this magic tool workshop and its ancient tree are thousands of years old that were born with the establishment of Hongshan Castle and have survived countless generations of imperial dynasties.

Here, you can buy the top general-purpose magic tools in the Western Continent, and you can also hire a well-known Red Leaf Magician to tailor them, and in many cases, the effect is even better than that forged and refined by the Demon Daoist himself.

Knowing the user better than the user is the creed that Momiji has adhered to for 1800 years.

Of course, making most people unaffordable users is also Momiji's 1800-year-old creed.

The threshold of this workshop is so high that many famous masters are deterred.

Needless to say, the price is also high.

The shop stands on an old tree, 30 meters above the ground, but there are no stairs or ropes, and the trunk of the old tree is covered with a smooth layer of resin, which cannot be landed by mosquitoes......

I don't have a certain ability, and I can't even walk in front of the Momiji Gate.

In addition, it is not enough to have the ability to climb trees, but you must have a certain potential for the owner of Momiji to believe that she can use the magic equipment, and the door of Momiji will be open to it. However, this criterion is completely free will, and there is no reason to speak of it. When encountering a gentle and easy-to-talk store manager, Momiji can create and sell thousands of magic tools within a year, while when encountering a harsh and arrogant store manager, Momiji may not be able to open a store once in three or five years.

And it is rumored that the current store manager of Momiji is a rather difficult person to talk to, and he has only made five transactions in the past two years. Although each order is sky-high, people pay more attention to those who come to the door than successful transactions.

Including Lu Bieli, many local demon masters in Hongshan failed to make the store manager nod, and even orders from the royal family were turned away.

Such harsh conditions also make people shy away from the current autumn leaves.

However, Bai Xiao had no such concerns at all.

Because he had just received a new batch of tribal financial support not long ago, he couldn't think of a reason for his rejection at this time.

So he didn't hesitate to activate the magic energy and flew directly to the Red Leaf Gate.

And before he could push the door in, he heard a soft and pleasant greeting.

"Welcome to Momiji, please ......"

Before he finished speaking, he came to an abrupt end.

At the same time, Bai Xiao was also stunned, and his halfway steps were frozen in the air.

The voice inside the door actually sounded very unfamiliar, but there was an extremely familiar feeling in the voice, so that Bai Xiao couldn't help but have an illusion.

I'm crossing over, right?

The next moment, the door opened, and a fresh aroma came to the face.

An awkward smile greets him.

"I didn't expect to meet here, Bai Xiao. ”

Bai Xiao also never expected that he would encounter the original poem here.

Although that person didn't look like the original poem, it didn't sound like the original poem, and the dress had nothing to do with the original poem, but Bai Xiao could see at a glance that the red-haired girl standing behind the counter, wearing a red long dress and a ponytail, was the original poem.

After half a year of getting along day and night, Bai Xiao is too familiar with the original poem, and he can smell her scent with his nose.

Moreover, the disguised template of the original poem is quite similar to the image of the 17-year-old girl in the Blur Domain! If you compare it with others, you will definitely be accused of plagiarism, and it will lead people to lament, "This is the darkest day in the history of the Demon Dao!"

And after the original poem saw Bai Xiao, he quickly lifted his disguise and sighed helplessly.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

Yuan Shi leaned behind the counter and frowned when he heard this: "Your question is a bit of sexual harassment." ”

Bai Xiao was full of question marks.

"Don't forget if you don't know, just don't take what you just said to the Blur Realm to search for it...... In short, we would like to welcome you to Momiji. You can see for yourself what you want, but whether you can make a deal or not is not certain. The owner of this shop is too lazy. ”

Bai Xiao was not interested in trading at this time, but was curious about what Yuan Shi was doing here.

"As a clerk, isn't this obvious?" Yuan Shi leaned on the counter boredly, and continued to look through the information book spread out on it.

Bai Xiao pondered for a while and asked, "You were forced, right?"

"Could it be voluntary?!" Yuan Shi glared at Bai Xiao, "Don't keep asking this kind of question that will poke people's sores...... No, you are now a child of Zheng Liming's family, what do I remind you of this? Remember that real men should be straightforward and fast-talking, and if you have something to say, when you go back, remember to ask Zheng Liming when he will marry the black maid of the Lu family. ”

Bai Xiao sighed in his heart, the teacher deserves to be a teacher, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was killed, but let her change the topic like this, it is obvious that the current situation is really embarrassing.

So Bai Xiao was even more curious.

What can make the original poem, the demon king of the mixed world, fall into an embarrassing situation, what is sacred?

And the original poem raised his eyelids, and saw that Bai Xiaozheng was full of interest, knowing that he couldn't prevaricate, so he had to close the book and tell him bluntly: "When I was young, I asked for help, and that person liked to take advantage of people's danger, so this is the result, in order to get the magic tool of the red leaves, I have to take two days a month to be on duty...... Fortunately, this shop may not have business once a year, so I just come to read a book and drink their tea by the way. ”

The original poem said, and took the initiative to serve Bai Xiao a cup of tea, Bai Xiao moved his nose, only to feel that the tea was full of fragrance, compared to the 20 million cups of Mi Yu back then, although it was inferior, but it also had a level of seven or eight points......

"The work of Master Ping's proud protégé, a box of tea is worth 10,000 silver dollars, and I drink at least half a box every time I come to duty. ”

Yuan Shi said, bringing a tea bucket for his own use from under the counter, and drank for a while, as if drinking the blood of the enemy.

Bai Xiao asked, "Teacher, why haven't you been expelled?"

"I want to know, too. Yuan Shi sighed, "Probably because the red leaves are too rich, after all, the previous store manager was a busy man, and there were thousands of orders every year for the thirty years of operating the red leaves, and he made a lot of money, and the successors could sit on the dividends and act willfully for decades." In short, if you're here to buy something, don't expect too much, you're likely to leave empty-handed...... And even if people agree to the deal, they may not be able to buy everything with money. ”

Bai Xiao thought for a while: "What if you use more money?"

“...... Your question is a bit out of the ordinary. Yuan Shi shook his head, "Tell me what you want to buy first, right?"

Bai Xiao thought about it again and said, "Take a copy of everything in the store." ”