Chapter 31 Fu Bao wholesaler Shuangmu Lin
The business of the barbecue restaurant is still booming, and the newly bought bottle of Tianting MSG is running out again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info: "Looks like we're going to have to make some money in a hurry. Shuang Mulin thought. When he got home in the evening, the hanging talismans were basically dried, and Shuang Mulin carefully ironed them with an iron, and then took out one and lit it with a lighter.
At the moment when the rune paper burned, Shuang Mu Lin felt as if a breath had rushed into his body, making him feel full of strength, and he easily lifted a bucket of pure water with one hand. "Yes, it worked out well. Shuang Mu Lin nodded with satisfaction. He tried the "invulnerability" effect again, and slashed his arm with the knife, leaving only a shallow white mark. The skin on his arms is as resilient as thick cowhide. Five minutes later, this power suddenly disappeared, "Sure enough, there is still a gap with the original, but we have a large amount, so we can do wholesale." ”
In order to verify the gap between the talisman he made and the original, Shuangmulin ruthlessly ignited the original Vajra talisman. "I'll go, it's like twenty minutes of heaven descending to earth. After using it, Shuang Wood Lin made this evaluation of the original charm. After some comparison, Shuangmulin had a calculation in his heart, "The strength is about one-third of the original, the time is one-quarter, and the protection effect is the worst. But it's not bad, anyway, I still have a dragon cover, and I don't need protection. But if this talisman is called a vajra talisman, it will be a bit unworthy of the name, so let's change the name. ”
"How about calling it a power booster?" Shuang Mulin thought for a while, raised his head and discussed with Oscar, who gave him a "It's good if you're happy" look and went to sleep with his little tail wagged.
"If you have an opinion, why don't you go to bed if you don't agree. Shuang Mu Lin muttered. "I also think the name seems a bit inexplicable, it's called the Divine Power Talisman. Shuangmulin thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with a reliable name.
"Divine Power Talisman, Weakened Version of Vajra Talisman. Use for five minutes, enjoy for two hours, a set of ten tickets only sells for 800 yuan, not 80,000, not 8,000, only 800 yuan. Yes, you read that right, it is better to act than to move, the king of cost performance is waiting for you. ”
After thinking about it for a long time, Shuangmulin finally entered the product description. I took a picture of the stack of Talismans, then selected "Consignment Deal", clicked the Sell button, and the stack of Talismans disappeared.
"This function is good, and even sending express delivery is saved. I finally knew why the second-hand market was in tatters, and I dared to sell it on consignment to save land. "Shuangmu Lin seems to have discovered some terrible secret.
What followed was the boring repetition process, and when Oscar turned over for the fourth time, Shuangmu Lin finally completed the consignment of sixteen stacks and one hundred and sixty divine power talismans. "But I'm tired to death, this wholesaler is really not good. He gasped. Shuangmu Lin had made a total of one hundred and seventy Divine Power Runes, and in addition to the one sold and used in the second-hand market, there were nine more, and he carefully put away these nine Talismans in case of emergency.
Shuangmulin did not plan to copy the stand-in talisman, the experience of copying the Vajra talisman proves that the copied talisman has a certain gap with the original in terms of the use effect, and it is better not to take out life-saving things like the stand-in talisman, so as not to be chased by the gods across the border. "Then I waited for the first business to come to the door, but I didn't expect to start a wholesale business as well. Looking at his results, Shuangmulin hummed a little song with satisfaction. Looking up at the window, the sky was dawning, and Shuangmu Lin, who had been tossing all night, took out the spirit stone and set up the spirit gathering array to prepare for meditation and cultivation. The spirit jade still has to be kept for talismans, and Shuangmu Lin is naturally reluctant to waste it.
Six hours passed quickly, and after the medicinal effect of the Divine Pills wore off, Shuang Mu Lin opened his eyes. "This cultivation method is really good, and it even saves sleep. "Except for the first few days, Shuangmulin rarely slept after he started cultivating, and every time he relied on meditation to regain his energy. This method seemed to be much more efficient than sleeping, and after each cultivation, Shuangmu Lin felt full of energy. "Why hasn't anyone bought it yet?" Shuang Mulin took out his mobile phone and looked at it, the divine power talisman hanging in the second-hand market has not been sold for the time being, "I really don't give face, and I don't know how to take care of the newcomer." Unbeknownst to him, the two books he bought were the first items to be sold since the second-hand market opened.
Just as Shuangmulin was complaining that there was no sales, the mobile phone rang suddenly. "Brother Lin, come here, something happened. Dongzi's voice on the phone seemed very anxious.
"What's wrong?" you say slowly. ”
"The group of hooligans is here again, Uncle Song has been beaten, and we are now in the Third Hospital. ”
"You wait, I'll go right over. Hearing that Lao Song had an accident, Shuangmu Lin jumped up, turned out the car key of Wuling Light and hurried out the door. Rushed to the orthopedic clinic of the Third Hospital, Aunt Song was sitting on a chair wiping her tears, and Dongzi and Xinxin were comforting her.
"Dongzi, what's going on?" Shuangmulin pulled Dongzi over and asked in a low voice.
"At noon today, the group of hooligans came to make trouble again, and Uncle Song went to reason with them, but he was beaten. Dongzi's body was also painted, and his left hand was wrapped in a thick bandage.
"Is it serious?"
"I was doing treatment inside, and both hands were broken, and the doctor said that if I didn't recover well, it would be easy to fall into trouble. ”
"Bastard. Listening to Dongzi's words, Shuangmulin gritted his teeth, "How are you?"
"I'm fine, a few stitches. Dongzi raised his bandaged hand.
Stuffed Dongzi with a pill of rejuvenation pill, Shuangmulin sat on the chair and comforted Aunt Song. After waiting for a long time, Lao Song came out of the treatment room, with a plaster cast on both hands. "Uncle, how are you?" Shuangmulin stepped forward to help Lao Song sit down, and asked worriedly.
"Fortunately, the doctor said that the treatment was timely, and as long as you recuperate well, there will be no sequelae. Lao Song sighed, "Hey, this is to provoke anyone, and the good ones always run into trouble." ”
"What the hell is going on?" Shuangmulin gave Lao Song a pill of Rejuvenation Pill, and then asked.
"It's still the same group of hooligans last time, saying that two people went to the hospital after eating seafood last time, and we lost money. I didn't say yes, and they did. ”
"This group of people is simply lawless. Shuangmulin said hatefully, "Did you call the police?"
"I reported it, but when the police came, they asked about the situation and left. ”
"I'll go get you medicine first, you can recuperate for a few days, and I'll take care of the rest." ”
"Lin Zi, you can't come nonsense! Let's wait for news from the police station. Lao Song persuaded.
"It's too late for them to have news, don't worry, I'm measured. After taking the medicine, you go home first, and I'll go to Wei Qiang's place to ask. ”