The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

For an ordinary organ creation, not to mention compensation for meals, it is enough to buy a luxury hotel.

For a moment, the surrounding eyes became eager.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up with greed, and he bewitched, "Give me this thing, and I'll add another meat dish for you, how about it?"

"No!" Meng Ya shook his head, "This is my favorite weapon, and I absolutely cannot give it to you!"

"Then you pay the money, or you will never get out of this gate." The shopkeeper threatened with staring eyes.

There is an interesting phenomenon in Jixia.

In other places, when ordinary people see warriors, they are like thieves when they see officials. They hide when they can, and if they can't, they serve in a low voice.

Because in their eyes, warriors are like gods, and crushing them to death is as easy as crushing an ant.

But in Jixia, ordinary people are not afraid of warriors at all.

This is due to the management of Jixia College.

There is no king in Jixia, and there is no distinction between nobles and common people. This place was originally opened up by the three sages to accept ordinary people.

Here, Jixia College is responsible for managing public security, and the various expenses required by the college are provided by the domestic people, similar to the relationship between the police school and taxpayers in the previous life.

Taxpayers pay for the training of the police, and the police maintain the safety of taxpayers after graduation, which is mutually beneficial.

The Three Sages of Jixia declared that here, warriors should not bully the weak, otherwise, even if they go to the ends of the earth, Jixia College will arrest criminals.

That's what they say, and that's what they do.

There used to be warriors who didn't believe in evil, and deliberately went to Jixia to kill ordinary people indiscriminately.

It is said that the man had already fled to the western country on the other side of the mainland, but was finally captured by the old master himself.

Very leathery.

Since then, there has never been any incident of warriors bullying ordinary people in Jixia.

So now, even though the shopkeeper guessed that Meng Ya might be a warrior, he still came up with the idea of ​​making things behind him.

I bet you dare not hurt me, because there is Jixia Academy behind me!

"Either pay for it, or leave the mechanism creation, or don't even think about leaving!"

The shopkeeper's face was fierce.

Chapter 194 : I want to overthrow the entire Jixia College

"Don't even think about leaving without paying!"

The shopkeeper stared at Meng Ya with fierce and greedy eyes.

In Jixia, there is no such thing as being afraid of warriors.

Meng Ya tightly hugged the machine gun and said loudly, "No, I can't give you anything but this!"

He knew he was in the wrong and would not do anything to the shopkeeper, but asking him to hand over the machine guns would be a hundred objections.

"You can't get any money, and you don't want to replace it with other things. You came to eat the king's meal on purpose, right? You didn't learn well at a young age, and you pretended to be the son of General Meng Tian. General Meng wouldn't have such a shameful son! "

The shopkeeper was not relentless, and the people around him also added fuel and vinegar like booing.

"That is, how could General Meng Tian, ​​a generation of heroes, have such a frustrated son?"

"He's just a bluff, how can he know General Meng?"

"Hey, all teenagers are going astray, and the world is going downhill."

Listening to the indifferent criticism, Meng Ya was so anxious that tears rolled in his eyes: "No, I didn't lie, I am really Meng Tian's son, you believe me, I will definitely make up for this money in the future."

"You are penniless and unable to prove your identity, why should we trust you?"

The shopkeeper was aggressive, poking his head hard with his fingers, making a thumping sound.

"stop."

The voice is not loud, but it contains irresistible power.

The shopkeeper's wrist was clamped by a strange palm, his eyes were confused.

"It's only two taels of silver, I paid for him."

Jiang Ming smiled, took out the silver and put it in the palm of the shopkeeper.

"This...that's fine."

The shopkeeper put away the silver, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Compared with a mere two taels of silver, of course the kid's organ creation is more valuable.

It's a pity, a troublemaker came out halfway.

"Thank you, sir."

The shopkeeper was grinning on his face, and his mother was selling it in his heart.

"One more thing." Jiang Ming showed a half-smile expression on his face, "That Jiang Ming is not as old as you, so he can't be your father."

The shopkeeper looked blank: "How do you know?"

"Because I am Jiang Ming."

Jiang Ming smiled at him, turned and walked out of the shop.

The shopkeeper looked at Jiang Ming's back and snorted, "Crazy, here comes another braggart who doesn't pay taxes."

He played with the silver in his hand, and suddenly his eyes froze.

I saw the bottom of the silver, impressively engraved with the totem of Yanhuang, and it was of the highest level, the kind exclusively used by the royal family.

Yanhuang is an emerging country. So far, silver is only circulated in the domestic market, and there is no case of other people using it.

"Could it be... is he really Jiang Ming?"

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded.

After Jiang Ming left, Meng Ya hurriedly followed.

He kept a certain distance behind Jiang Ming, looking like he wanted to strike up a conversation but didn't know how to speak.