Chapter 55: Krypton Prince
"Grandma's a bear, what a place, eating beef noodles is twice as expensive as ours. A big man with a meaty face drank the last sip of soup in the bowl and said to his companion dissatisfied.
"If you eat beef noodles, you'll be satisfied. On the opposite side of the big man, there was also a man with a meaty face, he pointed to a few people next to him, and said: "Everyone only eats somen noodles, and I add a few slices of beef to you, and it's all because my brother and I have saved a little private money." β
Glancing at the somen noodles with clear soup and little water from the guests at the table next to him, the former shrunk his neck, immediately closed his mouth, and no longer had any complaints about the two taels of beef that had already been eaten.
Is that something for people to eat?
The man sighed, looked at the martial arts people with swords and swords on the street, and said in a low voice: "I feel like a storm is coming........."
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The same thing is happening everywhere in the city.
It has been two days since the Tai Chi Spectrum appeared in Qiancheng, and in the past two days, an endless stream of martial artists has rushed over from all over the world. From scattered cultivation to some disciples and elders of major sects, almost the entire small city was stuffed.
Prices in Qiancheng have skyrocketed, but despite this, most of them still have to pay for comfort. Of course, those ascetics are not among them, and those ruthless people can lie down on the ground and sleep directly, and when they are hungry, they will eat the bark and wild fruits of trees, they are simply non-human.
Judging from the profit statistics received yesterday, Jiang Ming is still quite satisfied. His personal industrial profit reached 100,000 taels, which was equivalent to the income of the medicinal herb store for a year, and with the water pumped from all the merchants in Qiancheng, the income of a day yesterday reached an astonishing 200,000 taels.
That's a huge amount.
Pei Dahai, the prefect of Qiancheng, also smiled, as early as after Jiang Ming released the news, he sent elite soldiers from outside the city into the city to maintain law and order. Such high prices are bound to arouse the dissatisfaction of some extremists, and there have been many incidents of disturbances and smashing up the field in the past two days.
Things are going relatively normal, they want to compete for cheats, let them scramble, he just needs to grasp the opportunity of krypton gold and make a lot of money for them. Jiang Ming had nothing to do, and took the squire Ah Diao, Wen Wan, Chen Qingzhi and others to wander the streets.
The prosperous scene made everyone smile from the bottom of their hearts, and they also had their credit for such an achievement. In addition to being able to share a lot of dividends, the most important thing is cool.
A kind of fun that plays with people in the world.
In broad daylight, the brothels were still relatively deserted, and the restaurants in the center of the city were overcrowded.
The main owner of the Jiang family's restaurant is high-end customers, the faΓ§ade decoration is extremely gorgeous, and the chefs of the restaurant are brought from the capital, and the dishes are excellent.
"Brother Jiang, let's go in and taste it, Wan'er hasn't tasted the taste of the capital for a long time. Wen Wan took Jiang Ming's arm, stopped at the Jiang family's Dengxian Tower, and said playfully.
"It's fine. β
Jiang Ming smiled and nodded, he also wanted to see what kind of business in the restaurant was a hot scene.
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The restaurant was overcrowded, and as soon as I entered, I heard a lot of noisy noise.
"What kind of black shop are you, you ate two hundred taels of silver for a meal, and you want to go crazy for money. β
"That is, when we are good at bullying the Kongtong faction, can we not do it?"
"Grandpa's Seven Wounds Fist is not a vegetarian ........"
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Jiang Ming looked for the voice and stepped forward, with a faint displeasure on his face. He thought it was something great, and he dared to make trouble in his restaurant.
Ah Diao led the way, and several people followed her.
In the corner of the VIP building on the third floor, more than a dozen men and women in gray robes were scolding Cao Jin, the shopkeeper of the restaurant.
Cao Jin kept wiping the sweat oozing from his forehead, and said with a smiling face: "The dishes in our restaurant are all high-quality, and the chef is the imperial chef who once retired from the palace, and the price is indeed like this, and it is not too much." β
"These dishes are worth at most twenty taels," the young man at the head sneered, took out twenty taels of silver and smashed it on the table, "Do you like it?" With that, he beckoned the others to get up and prepare to leave.
Chen Qingzhi saw that Jiang Ming's face was wrong, so he hurriedly stood up, pointed at the young Kongtong sect disciple and scolded: "Eat the overlord meal, right? If you don't have any money, go to a roadside stall on the street to eat somen noodles, or you can eat noodles with mixed noodles, is such a high-end restaurant the place where you idiots should come? If you don't take out the money today, you will lie down and go out for me. β
The young man at the head was stunned for a moment, and he was speechless for a while. What did he just hear? In such a broken place, there are still people who dare to point at the nose of the disciples of the Kongtong Sect and scold, could it be that he Zhang Changhe has no status in the martial arts, and even has no status in the people?
A short man with a slightly chubby figure next to him glanced at Chen Qingzhi, leaned in front of Zhang Changhe and whispered: "This person is the soil emperor of Qiancheng, nicknamed the second madman, and he is ruthless. β
Zhang Changhe was stunned, and then sneered: "A cultivator like you dares to call himself an emperor and an emperor, I just don't know what to do." β
"Either keep the silver or your life. "Chen Qingzhi's temperament is already great, and he has not suffered any anger in Qiancheng, and after having Jiang Ming as his back, he doesn't take the disciples of other sects in his eyes.
Zhang Changhe finally made a move!
Just a simple straight punch!
The big fist of the casserole seemed to cut through time and space, the cold chill made people tremble from the soul, and the piercing murderous aura actually hit Chen Qingzhi's whole body, and the majestic strength was about to touch his chest, unless it was a god, it was impossible to avoid it!
"Bang"
A dull sound sounded in the building, Chen Qingzhi was smashed back two steps by the fierce punch, and then slapped Zhang Changhe in the face, he turned around twice to stabilize his figure, and said in surprise: "Are you taking the road of horizontal practice?"
Zhang Changhe's chest tingled, the Kongtong faction's Seven Injuries Fist was originally a martial art that killed a thousand enemies and damaged eight hundred, which was extremely powerful and caused great damage to the body. Therefore, the so-called "seven wounds" mean first hurting oneself and then hurting others! The punch just now had already caused him a slight internal injury, and what he did not expect was that the other party actually took the wild road of horizontal training, only taking two steps backwards, and did not show any decline at all.
If you were an ordinary person, I am afraid that you would have already suffered bleeding from your mouth and nose and suffered serious internal injuries.
Jiang Ming has been watching coldly, and after Zhang Changhe punched, he seemed to deliberately say to Diao: "The qi of the five elements regulates yin and yang, hurts the heart and lungs, destroys the liver and intestines, hides the essence and is in a trance, and the three Jiao Qi are flying against the tide." There are seven different forces in one punch, or fierce, or feminine, or rigid and soft, or soft and rigid, or horizontal, or straight forward, or inward, the enemy can not resist this source of strength, and will be deeply injured. β
"It's a pity that there are two elements of yin and yang, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth in the human body. Therefore, the so-called "seven wounds" are to hurt oneself first, and then to hurt others. Without deep internal strength, you will only be crazy when you practice, only your line, not your intention. β