Buying and selling naturally has both losses and gains, which is a very normal thing.

In terms of luck, luck will not always be on your side.

Wu Qitu thought that he had just made a lot of money, so the next deal with Fang Chang would definitely be a loss of money.

Wu Qitu couldn't raise any interest in the business mentioned by the sword-wielding young man who followed him all the way, and he was not good at doing this kind of thing.

I didn't even want to ask what kind of deal would make this teenager choose to follow him all the time.

Maybe following yourself is to see yourself as a person, or to see your own strength, and naturally you want to fight with yourself.

But none of this matters, the important thing is that Wu Qitu does not want to cooperate with him.

He is a scholar, and he is not good at business, as he himself admitted.

He didn't know whether the ten gold cakes he gave out were a business when he was in Jincheng, and it wasn't until he sent them out that he began to feel more and more that it would be a business and that it would be very profitable.

As for why this thought was born, it may have something to do with the boy I met.

Seeing that Wu Qitu didn't give himself face, he wasn't angry or angry, he just looked ahead and said: "I'd rather talk about business with a young man who hasn't opened the mountain than listen to me say what this business is, you shouldn't look stupid, it means that you should be able to look at people." ”

"Readers read books, and looking at people from books is no different from looking at a leopard in a tube, so naturally I can't see why it is, so I don't know how to look at people. ”

"But you still feel that you will make money on that deal, and you will definitely lose my money. ”

"Yes, it has nothing to do with whether or not you will look at people, what you lose will definitely gain something, and if you understand it the other way around, you can also say that you will gain something, maybe you will lose something. ”

"But you haven't gotten those things yet, and your deal may take a long time, and besides, you don't know what you're going to get now, and it's impossible for you to know if you're going to get what you want. The man in the robe continued, "Compared to my business, it may be more transparent, at least you can know what you will get." ”

Wu Qitu shook his head and said: "Since you have decided not to do it, then it will be insincere to ask, so I won't ask, and you don't have to talk about it." ”

"You have to be sincere if you refuse, this sentence is ridiculous, are you afraid of losing?" said the man in the Taoist robe dismissively.

Wu Qitu smiled: "It's not that I'm afraid, but I have no reason to lose something." ”

"But you gave away the ten gold cakes for no reason, and you decided at that time that you would definitely get something, and if so, you were still a conspirator. ”

"Those who don't plan everything are not enough to plan for a while, and my eyes can't see the long-term, so they can't see the problems at that time. But my eyes could see the book in my hand, and there was a word in it called Hui Wu Fei, and I gave him ten gold cakes at that time, which was not a loss to me, so I gave them. And when I had a hunch that those ten gold cakes would be the most lucrative deal of my life, I had no reason not to be happy. ”

The man in the Taoist robe looked down at his hands, holding a sword in one hand and nothing in the other, raised his eyebrows and asked mockingly, "What about the book?"

"Thrown. ”

The man in the robe laughed, "It's interesting, it's interesting, the reader threw the book away, but he can still say it so confidently, I really haven't seen you like this." ”

"Those things are too tiring to hold in my hands, too heavy in my heart, I just chose to throw away those things that are too heavy and tired, I really dare not be ashamed. Wu Qitu was also not angry, but said with a smile.

"How do you think that things are useless, or how do you know that what you leave behind is useful. ”

"Useful or useless is just for the individual. Maybe those things are useful to other people, but they are useless to themselves, then they are useless, and the useless things are thrown out, and if they happen to be picked up by others, and then see what is useful from them, this may also be considered a good deed. ”

The man in the robe waved his hand, "I'm not here to go around in circles with you. ”

"I'm waiting for you where I am, not waiting for you to come and circle with me. ”

The Dao-robed man nodded, "My name is Fang Chang." ”

Wu Qitu arched his hand and said: "Since you and I can't make this deal, then let's come to Japan for a long time." ”

The corners of Fang Chang's mouth twitched slightly, scratched the corners of his lips and began to walk forward, ignoring him.

Wu Qitu also followed behind him.

"Why do you want to follow me?" this time it was Fang Chang's turn to wonder.

Wu Qitu looked at the young man walking in front like a fool, "There is only one road, and I won't say anything so boring and boring." ”

"Then you should step out on your own. Fang Chang walked in front and said contemptuously without looking back.

"That's what you're going to do. ”

The two laughed at the same time, the two young powerhouses naturally had to fight each other when they met, even if they had such an idea above the flower party in Jincheng, but the battle had to wait until the entrance test.

At this time, talking cannon became something that the two teenagers were happy to do.

No one changed the road, just walked on Taiyin Mountain one after the other.

Because neither of them is a fool.

There must be a reason to be willing to change the path, and you will not feel that the road is too bright and deliberately fall into the path.

One is not like an orthodox Taoist priest, and the other is not like an orthodox scholar, so the two of them meet naturally very interesting.

If the two of them knew that there was still an unorthodox monk in Yingdu City at this time, the picture might become even more exciting.

At this time, there are still 20 days left in the world of the entrance test in early February, and the year has only passed for 10 days.

These two people were much better off than a certain group of people, after all, they wouldn't encounter too many obstacles and troubles, so they arrived early.

"I don't remember any famous Taoist temples in South Vietnam. Wu Qitu said.

"Nanyue doesn't believe in Buddhism, doesn't believe in Taoism, and doesn't believe in Lord Luna, but only believes in the sword of Lord Sword Saint, naturally there is no famous Taoist temple. ”

"It's only been ten years since Lord Sword Saint became a saint, could it be that Nanyue knew that there would be such a person in his country before Lord Sword Saint was born?" Wu Qitu wondered.

"Nerd, do you think it's appropriate to ask me this kind of question?"

Lord Sword Saint has been a saint for ten years, and at that time, Fang Chang was only a few years old.

And Wu Qitu's question goes back decades before the birth of the Sword Saint, and it is indeed inappropriate to ask such a young man.

"But you still know the answer, Stinky Daoist. ”

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Hearing this, Fang Chang tilted his head slightly, and at the same time twitched his nose fiercely, although he didn't smell any stench, but he didn't refute it again, but nodded casually.

"Tang Guo believes in himself, everyone has faith, everyone is faith. The belief of the Dachang Dynasty is freedom, not that those people originally believed in freedom, but Dean He's breakthrough made them see freedom, and only when they saw it did they know that it was beautiful. And my faith in South Vietnam has never been unified, some people believe in power, some people believe in money, and some people believe in the fear of water, until ten years ago, the Sword Master walked out of a beautiful path with the sword in his hand, and people picked up the sword one after another, and this became their faith. ”

"Being able to influence the entire country on his own, the name of the Sword Master is well deserved. ”

Fang Chang said with disdain: "Otherwise, you think that you can become a sword saint just by using the sword well? The pavilion master was invincible in the world at that time, how could he have won the title of a saint?"

"Listening to what you mean, you still admire Lord Sword Saint. ”

Fang Chang turned his head and glanced at Wu Qitu with the eyes of a caring fool, and then turned his head with a slight sigh.

"I can tell you, you suspect that I am a spy for another country. A person like the Sword Saint is naturally worthy of the admiration of the world, not to mention that I am a citizen of South Vietnam. ”

The sword that Fang Chang was holding in his arms when he was in Jincheng wanted to unsheath it, but the two met together on this snowy mountain, but there was no tension as they imagined, more like two friends who had been friends for a long time talking and chatting.

As for what the deal in Fang Chang's mouth was, since people were unwilling to do it, it was really not appropriate to say it by himself.

One of them didn't ask, and the other naturally chose not to say it.

There is a tacit understanding.