Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

Isn't that good? After all, you are a guest, and you are also the son of the Duke's Mansion. If you work here, what will you do!

Qin Hao hesitated slightly, playing hard to get.

Sir, this is a big mistake. Young people should do what they can and do what they can!

Cheng Chumo became anxious and said hastily.

Oh well!

Qin Hao nodded reluctantly. Since you said it so sincerely, I can't refuse cruelly. Free labor, don't want it for nothing. Although he is a man and not attractive, the main thing is that he can do it!

Cheng Chumo was ecstatic in his heart, and almost roared excitedly, this is an immortal who can challenge the Tathagata Buddha, although he doesn't know how strong the Tathagata Buddha is, but he knows a general idea, and if he follows this Under the immortals, there are naturally many benefits.

Turning the corner of his eyes, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: Sir, what do you think of my two brothers? Don't worry, sir, they are good at work, no matter how hard or tiring they are!

Qin Hao looked at Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chubi, and saw them looking at him eagerly, as if he was anxious if he didn't give them the opportunity to work for free.

I didn't expect that there are such sincere and kind people in the world!

Qin Hao sighed in his heart, of course he would not refuse unreasonably, lest he hurt his hot heart. Today, there are too few people who give silently without asking for anything in return!

One is not enough, two more are given away, where can you find such a good person!

Thank you sir!

The three teenagers were happier than having picked up the gold ingot, and hurriedly went to greet the guests.

Mister, let me tell you, did you see it? I want this day, and I can't hide my eyes. Domineering or not? Are you excited?

Little brother, don't hesitate, buy it quickly, you have it fast, you see it? There are only these on the bookcase. If you want the next batch, you have to wait for a while. Let me tell you, this story is very good. , it was written by the owner himself!

Immortal, do you understand? You can watch the real works of the immortals for fifty renminbi. If you can't buy them, you will lose money, you can't be fooled, and you can't buy anything. But the immortals are merciful. Now you can buy the real works of the immortals for only fifty renminbi. What are you waiting for? Action is worse than heartbeat!

With the addition of the Third Elementary School of the Cheng family, the scene became even more heated, and the guests were also sweating profusely from excitement. They were covered in sweat, perhaps because they were too excited, tears flowed out, and in the end they wanted to kneel down to Qin Hao no matter what they said.

Master Immortal, I have seniors and juniors, I can't die!

A luxuriously dressed young gentleman knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly, his face turned green.

The faces of the people around him were also extremely pale.

Well.

Although the process was a bit bumpy, the ending was still very good. By the end of the afternoon, the thousand books had all been sold out.

Good job! I am optimistic about you, keep working hard!

After the guests left, Qin Hao praised the three teenagers fiercely.

Hey, thank you sir for cultivating!

The three teenagers looked at each other and smirked.

As night fell, as people returned home, some people who bought books did not dare to read them at all, for fear of being struck by lightning. But some people watched it furtively because of curiosity. After all, this was written by an immortal. If they found some immortal skills in it, wouldn't they be able to deceive their descendants?

So, this night, many people had trouble falling asleep, scratching their heads!

Wukong watched them with enthusiasm, especially for the experience of the four people in Xixing. It turned out that the four of them had been living in deception all the time, they were just poor people.

In the eyes of many powers, they are just pawns that can be manipulated at will.

Especially what happened today, as if they had experienced it personally, resonated with them even more.

Why should the Buddha come to force them to kneel down?

Just because he is a Buddha?

Why is he superior, but we are like ants, trembling?

Isn't it claimed that all living beings are equal?

They are just ants playing around at will, humble to the point of dust!

Everyone stared at the books in their hands, staring at their blood-red eyes, clenched their fists in anger.

The most amazing thing is that each of them saw a different ending!