Chapter 295: Continue to Accumulate Wealth

One chest of gold coins becomes two chests of gold coins.

Even the strong mercenary men have to be carried in pairs, and they have to be replaced from time to time.

Walking on the long street of Heping Town, Little Yellow Fur complained: "Nasty ghost, you guy with the least qualifications, hurry up and help me, I'll lift ...... I can't lift it, how can you bear to let me, the shortest guy in stature, do heavy work? Let me carry the box, why do you let Mr. Sissy carry it with me? Why can't I feel his strength?"

Due to his height, the large chest full of gold coins tilted crookedly in the direction of the little yellow hair. It wasn't hot, but his head was already sweating.

"Do you work hard!" the nasty ghost regained his true nature, and patted Little Yellow Fur on the shoulder heavily, and the two almost slapped Little Yellow Hair on the ground. I saw him staggering around, and the box almost flew out of his hand.

Without saying a word, Meat Shield took the box from Xiao Huang Mao's hand, and the box full of gold coins was not so heavy compared to his huge size.

Little Yellow Hair moved his sore arms for a moment, and said gratefully to the meat shield:

"Wait a minute, if Mr. Blue Hat rewards me with gold, I'm going to give you half of it, Meat Shield. He finished speaking, glancing at the nasty ghost, and there was a strong condemnation in his eyes. "Nasty ghost, you really won't have friends if you do this, after the battle in Josson City, I have regarded you as a teammate I can trust, but what about you, can you not be so annoying!"

What makes people angry is that the nasty ghost ignores him at this time, as if directly ignoring his existence. The little yellow hair jumped to his feet in anger. "Nasty Lucis!" he cried, "don't go too far!"

"Who—who's talking to me?" the nasty ghost glanced around, but he never looked at the little yellow hair.

"It's not me who provokes trouble, as a man, I can't stand people insulting my height. Mr. Sissy and Meat Shield carried a box, and his arm, which he might call "slender," rested lightly on the wooden box. He seemed to lift it more easily than the meat shield.

"Enough! After walking into someone's house for a while, don't talk nonsense!" Finally, it was the new head of the regiment, the grass carp, who spoke.

Originally, among the mercenary groups, he was the one who didn't like to talk the most. Sometimes, people even ignore his existence. However, this is the kind of person, but when serious, it is the most alarming.

And so they came to a lumber yard.

Zhu Tian was waiting for them at the door wearing a blue hat. He had just returned to the lumber yard first, as Peake had requested, as he had to make a decoction for his grandfather. Although Ryder has a tendency to recover, Pique is still not very reassured.

Ten minutes earlier, when Peake had returned to the lumberyard, he had been shocked by what had shocked him. There was no sign of Ryder in his low room, only his grandfather was groggy and asleep there, so he went straight to the main building. To his surprise, the main building had been renovated. "Ryder," he shouted to the man standing on the ladder to install the wall lamp, "you're not healed, come down for me!"

Ryder didn't care, just smiled at him. It is clear that all this was done with the help of a few "little nightingales" who stayed overnight in the main building. In fact, seeing that the main building was restored, he was also a little emotional.

At this moment, he stood at the door of the lumber yard and welcomed the mercenaries in. Led them straight into the main building.

"It's you!" As soon as they met, Mandala looked puzzled. "Why did you bring this guy back?"

Pique knew that at this time, he needed to hand over his body to Zhu Tian again.

Zhu Tian was also a little big at this time, and he looked at the scene in front of him with a little headache.

I saw that Mandala and Frank were staring at each other with big eyes, and there was a cold taste in their eyes. It was also in the blink of an eye that the eyes of the two people seemed to have met countless times in the invisible air.

It's not that the enemies don't get together, but Zhu Tian has forgotten this origin. Mandala and Frank had a lot of grievances before, although they were temporarily reconciled under the reconciliation of Palestine and Israel. But they are bound to still have a mustard.

Mandala was the one who cheated them for their money, but at this time she was extremely strong, only to hear her say to Zhu Tian: "Do you want to drive us away? You don't need to call these mercenaries, do you? We only need you to say a word, and we will leave here! Stay in the lumber yard, and always guard against the bullying of you, a pervert, I am really fed up! Even if you bully me, even my sisters will not let go? What kind of carnation has you been deceived into, hiding in the bed and crying every day, do you know?"

Listening to such an accusation, Zhu Tian was stunned.

No, is Pique a well-dressed beast?

...... No, it's Soros's guy! Just in an instant, Zhu Tian figured out the cause and effect.

He figured it out, but the mercenaries couldn't!

They didn't know how the little nightingale had come to Mr. Bluehat's house. Listening to the accusation just now, they couldn't help but think silently. Could it be that these little nightingales have become the confines of Mr. Blue Hat? Five at a time? When they looked at it like this, they were immediately amazed at the wonder of Mr. Blue Hat's taste.

I saw that these five girls were all handsome and graceful, and they were simply the five best girls in the flower building. The most important thing is their unique character: the fanatical and unrestrained purple clothes, the arrogant and cold black clothes, the melancholy and sorrowful blue clothes, and the noble and cold yellow clothes. Well, there is another one who looks youngest, she looks soft and weak, and anyone who looks at it can't help but have a desire to protect.

The mercenaries of the Timberwolves mercenary group thought that they could not be blessed with these flowers that hid the fragrance of ecstasy, so when they saw that Mr. Blue Hat could subdue them, they immediately realized more deeply about Mr. Blue Hat's "magic" ability.

Zhu Tian watched the mercenaries show obscene and ambiguous expressions one by one, and he didn't know what they were thinking. "Let's go!" snorted, can't I go?" "Frank, grass carp, take the brethren away!"

"You wait!" shouted from behind the mandala, "I'm going to tell you, we'll leave today!"

"Let's go," Zhu Tian turned around and said a sentence that made them tremble, "Let's go, don't come back, oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you something, I saw the little duke today." There was a sneer on the corner of Zhu Tian's mouth. Trouble, you guys are so good, since you make me unhappy, why should I make you happy?

As for whether you can leave or not, it's about me Zhu Tian's?

"Ryder, remember to put these two boxes away!" he said, and left the lumber yard with the rest of the mercenaries.

"What's the matter, little yellow hair, I don't think you're very happy!" After leaving the lumberyard, the nasty ghost quipped, "What's the matter? Didn't someone just promise to give the meat shield gold coins?"

"Nasty ghost!" the little yellow fur jumped up, "I'll rip your mouth!"

Gold?

Well, the gold coins are delicious. Zhu Tian, who was walking in front, silently put a gold coin into his mouth.

At this time, Zhu Tian was no longer satisfied with just filling his stomach. From time to time, he now puts a gold coin in his mouth to fill the deepest craving of his heart.

Yes, he had been longing for it, and the thought never stopped.

Ever since he had taken his first bite of the coin, his inner voice had been shouting, "Gold, gold!"

"Fuck you! let you tell me to keep mentioning gold coins!" The little yellow hair rode on the body of the nasty ghost, and the two of them scuffled in front of Zhu Tiandi.

In the end, Xiao Huang Mao showed his throat locking technique and directly lowered the nasty ghost to the ground.

...... The mercenaries walking behind couldn't help but think, this scene is really familiar!

At a certain moment, the little yellow hair riding on the back of the nasty ghost seemed to turn into a little bird...... Not long ago, the two of them used to fight like this.

In this way, a group of mercenaries followed Zhu Tian to the auction house in a hurry.

Yes, they are back at the auction house.

This time, though, they were here as guests.

"I'm sorry, there is no auction today," a small servant blocked the door, "if you have an appointment, please show your voucher." ”

The group is empty-handed, where is the evidence?" Zhu Tian handed him the nobleman's cane and threw him a gold coin for the benefit. "Just say I'm bringing him business. ”

When the gold coin was taken off, Zhu Tian obviously felt a strong reluctance in his heart, and the voice seemed to shout: "Hurry, grab it back, eat it, eat it!"

Like a monster living in a greedy gold coin, Zhu Tian could always feel that his heart was constantly calling for gold coins. This strong feeling prompted him to come here.

Just like encountering an emergency on the third floor of the Tower of the Dead, Zhu Tian knew that as long as he walked into the Tower of the Dead, he might be trapped there at any time.

Therefore, he had to prepare enough "food" for Pique.

The little servant quickly walked out with the nobleman's cane, and unlike before, the respectful expression on his face was a little heavier.

I saw that he respectfully came to Zhu Tian with a noble cane in both hands, and when Zhu Tian took the noble cane, he made a two-handed chest salute. "Honorable guest," he said, "our host, please follow me." ”

Following Zhu Tian, Mr. Sissy smiled: "This is much more interesting than doing a mercenary mission, I have a hunch that Mr. Blue Hat will bring out a large number of gold coins from here." He tugged at his white shirt and adjusted the ribbon between his collars.

A group of mercenaries followed from behind.

It's still the living room.

However, unlike last time, Frank and other mercenaries stood behind Zhu Tian.

The long table, which had been smashed by Frank, had been replaced with a new one, with the boss and orator on the other side.

The boss put away his condescending attitude, "Have you thought about it?" He spoke first: "Leave Sandy Mu to us, you will get the greatest convenience and profit." ”

A profiteer, or an out-and-out profiteer.

This was Zhu Tian's first impression of this man in blue.

"It's impossible to give you all the Sandy Wood, and you don't have to be delusional about getting the Sandy Wood seeds," Zhu Tian said straight to the point, "However, as long as you have enough gold coins, I can give you endless Sandy Wood!"

The boss was stunned, lowered his head, and seemed to hesitate, and when he raised his head again, his face was already full of the profiteer's signature smile. "Excuse me, then," he rolled his eyes, "for what price do you want to sell it to me?"

"Such a noble cane," Zhu Tian said, "I want three thousand gold coins." ”

The orator interjected, "No way! We only sold 2,000 gold coins in the last auction!"

Zhu Tian sneered and was silent, and his eyes stared at the orator's forehead with sweat. With a smile, he turned his head to look at the boss and said unhurriedly: "You should know the value of such a sandy wood, just like a tomato, you can buy a basket of tomatoes with a copper coin in Heping Town, and if you take the tomato to the royal capital, you must only buy one copper coin." You've scavenged a lot of Sandy wood from the town of Peace, and that's all guessable, and as a businessman, if you don't have that sensitivity, you don't deserve to work with me. Well, it's no exaggeration to tell you that all the mulberry trees in the entire peace town are from me, and what you scavenged before is considered a gift from me to you. So...... What do you think of three thousand gold coins?"

"Not much! very low!" The boss suddenly raised his voice and smiled: "Three thousand gold coins, according to the price you said, we will charge as much as you want!"

"Hehe......" Zhu Tian sneered. In fact, he already regretted lowering the price in his heart, but his face was impassive. He suddenly taunted the orator and said, "Look, this is the difference between a boss and a subordinate." ”