I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 1192

Guzheng.

6000? !

Is this really faster than robbing a bank to get money?
"You wait for me to look it up." Zhao Xin clicked on the webpage and began to search for the price of the guzheng. Bai Yu sighed softly after hearing this, "What I want to buy for a while is not the kind of guzheng we think, if it is an ordinary guzheng, I will lend it to her." , how could they find you Zhao Bancheng?"

???

Xin Zhao was confused.

What do you mean?
Not an ordinary guzheng?
But even a high-end guzheng doesn't need 6000 million yuan.

Suddenly, a certain possibility came to Xin Zhao's mind, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"You want to be a musician?"

"Yeah." Zeng Mo pursed his lips and nodded, Xin Zhao frowned slightly upon hearing this, "But you used to be a swordsman, wouldn't it be easier if you took the path of a swordsman again?"

"I actually don't like being a swordsman."

"Oh……"

Xin Zhao pondered for a while and nodded, then took out a bank card from the space of all things.

"The last six digits of the password account number."

"Thank you." Zeng Mo's eyes were full of gratitude, and Xin Zhao smiled slightly after hearing this, "You are welcome, I am happy for you to see you recover so quickly. Although it is a pity to give up the swordsman, it is a pity to be someone you like. The musicians are also good. In the current martial arts system, any profession can shine, and there are too many warriors, and auxiliary professions are scarce. I look forward to you becoming a world-famous musician."

"Ah."

Zeng nodded slightly.

"That's right." Xin Zhao, who was smiling all over his face, suddenly froze, stretched out his finger and said seriously, "When you have money in the future, remember to return it to me."

"Xin Zhao?!"

Bai Yu stared at Xin Zhao for a long time with two big eyes in disbelief.

"Why?" Xin Zhao blinked, "Is there any problem, my brother will settle accounts clearly, 6000 million is not a small amount, and my family is not printing money, so we can't just give it as we please."

"Do you know why she wants to be a musician?" Bai Yu frowned.

"Don't you like it?"

"What do you like..." Before Bai Yu could say anything, Zeng raised his hand and tugged Bai Yu's arm, and smiled brightly at Xin Zhao, "I will return the money to you as soon as possible."

"Look, senior sister, our classmate Zeng still has the pattern."

"Pooh."

Repaying debts is a matter of course.

It's not that Bai Yu thinks the money should not be paid back, but Bai Yu who knows something inside is just a little bit indignant.

After glaring at Xin Zhao fiercely, Bai Yu took Zeng Yi's hand and left the hotel, before leaving, she slammed the door down with a thud, indignantly.

Xin Zhao on the sofa frowned and looked at the door for a long time, spreading his hands.

???

Is it wrong to ask for money?
he……

There is no interest anymore.

"Guys, am I doing the right thing?" Zhao Xin tilted his head and asked, and the miser Zhou Muyan was the first to stand up, "What's wrong, it's fine if you don't ask for interest. They really don't know, 6000 million How much money can you get if you build a bridge?"

"Buy wealth management, and pay back [-] interest a day." Qiu Yuankai said.

"Brother Qiu is right." Xu Shengye said.

"Sui Xin, you have time to take care of your daughter-in-law." Hearing everyone's support, Xin Zhao subconsciously said something, and after a long time he didn't get an answer, he looked around in the living room.

"He followed Sister Baiyu." Xiao Ling'er reminded.

"This guy really follows me every step of the way." Zhao Xin muttered, and at this moment Qiu Yuankai frowned, "Zeng once said that she would be a musician, so the guzheng she bought should be a treasure. Could it be that the capital also sells it?" Where is the treasure?"

treasure.

It is also a vocabulary that only appeared in the secular circle after the arrival of martial arts.

It belongs to the props used by warriors.

For example, swords, knives, and armors. Such weapons and armors are better than ordinary weapons. They are forged with rare ores, bones, furs of ferocious beasts, or materials containing spiritual power. They are powerful. amazing.

Some martial arts in Jiangnan are also sold.

The prices are ridiculously high, and demand exceeds supply.

"There must be." Zhou Muyan took it for granted after hearing this, "And there are quite a few shops like this, with a lot of stock, and they also support customization."

"hiss!"

Qiu Yuankai rubbed his hands when he heard it, and looked at Xin Zhao with a thief.

"Old five..."

"You guys want to buy it too." Xin Zhao could see Qiu Yuankai's thoughts at a glance, "Don't buy those martial arts ones, just draw what you want, I'll find someone to make it for you, it's definitely better than buying it outside There are many."

"Fifth brother, do you know a craftsman?" Zhou Muyan exclaimed.

"if not?"

Refiner? !

What Xin Zhao knew was not the craftsman, but the ancestor of the craftsmen, the God of Craftsman.

"Are craftsmen very scarce?" Qiu Yuankai asked puzzled.

"Scarcity, you actually use scarcity to describe the craftsman?" Zhou Muyan stared exaggeratedly, "The craftsman is quite scarce. Among special professions, they are all national treasures. One in a thousand fighters may be rare Occupation, but one thousand rare occupations may not be able to produce a refiner. Among special occupations, a refiner or a pharmacist, if you can make friends with anyone, it is a smoke from the ancestral grave."

"hiss!"

Qiu Yuankai and others couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Old five, cow!"

In their eyes, Xin Zhao is really omnipotent, and his connections are so extensive that they can hardly imagine.Thousands of words can only become a thumbs up in the end.

"Okay, don't flatter me."

At this moment, an unknown caller ID suddenly appeared on the virtual screen. After answering the call, Xin Zhao covered his bluetooth headset with his hands.

"Hey."

"Congratulations to Brother Zhao for recovering." Hearty laughter followed in his mind, and Xin Zhao instantly recognized Lin Xiong's voice, and chuckled softly, "Lin Xiong? Why are you calling me when you have time?"

"Hahaha……"

At this time, Lin Xiong, who was sitting in a room full of fitness equipment and wiping his sweat, laughed out loud, and the other people in the room fell silent when they heard that he was calling Xin Zhao.

"Isn't it knowing that Brother Zhao was discharged from the hospital to congratulate him, and by the way, I want to invite Brother Zhao to come out and sit down?"

"Okay, coordinates."

Xin Zhao was also unambiguous. When Xin Zhao was suffering from poison, Lin Xiong brought people to treat him.

Not long after, the phone hung up, and Qiu Yuankai and the others spoke.

"Lin Xiong? The one from the First Martial Arts School?"

"Yeah." Xin Zhao nodded with a smile, and said, "He invited me over to have a sit down. Not long ago, his people healed my wounds, and now I can't refuse the invitation."

"I'll go with you." Qiu Yuankai frowned.

Zhou Muyan and Xu Shengye seemed to want to follow suit, Xin Zhao grinned when he saw this scene.

"What are you doing? I'm not going to the Hongmen Banquet. I'm not Liu Bang, and he's not the overlord of Western Chu. Don't make it look like you're going to fight. You stay in the hotel and get the blueprints of the weapons and armor you want as soon as possible. Draw it, Shengye, Leng Feng, and you too."

"What about me?" Xue Jianing blinked.

"It must be yours." Xin Zhao raised his hand to touch her little head, and whispered, "Call me if there is anything."

After the words fell, Xin Zhao got up from the sofa and smiled slightly.

"Ling'er, let's go!"

(End of this chapter)