Unlimited: I, the self-selection system, check in the heavens

If even Jingtian couldn't recognize the year of the jade pendant, no one in this world would be able to.

long time...

Jing Tian suddenly patted the table, and tentatively said in a low voice: "Uncle Ding, how about we sell this jade pendant for 100 taels?"

"Uh... too much?"

Uncle Ding muttered in disbelief: "Who would bid for such an expensive jade pendant?"

"hey-hey…"

Jing Tian showed a sly smile, pointed at the jade pendant and said, "If you want to sell it, you must naturally sell it to the rich people in Yuzhou City."

Paused...

He added: "For example, the unruly and willful Tang family lady who never asks about the price of the goods, such as Mr. Runyu from the Zhang family dyeing workshop, and the Liu family restaurant..."

"In my opinion, only rich people like them don't care about 100 taels of silver." Sedum said more and more excitedly.

"Sedum, you are so brave!"

Uncle Ding was taken aback, his fingers trembling slightly, "The Tang family...Miss...do you dare to provoke me?"

Jing Tian curled her lips, and was about to refute, but a naive voice came from outside the door.

"Boss, the Tang Sect envoy is here!"

"Tang Sect envoy?"

Jing Tian and Uncle Ding looked at each other, and hurriedly ran out the door.

...

outside the door…

"My lord, please sit down!"

A naive little chubby man leaned forward slightly, his chubby hands were drawn to the ground, and at the same time, there was a smile on his face that he thought was enthusiastic.

In front of him…

A young man in white with a huge sword on his back was stunned.

who am I?

Where am i?

How did I become an envoy?

in addition…

This fucking is outside the door!

Where do you want me to sit? You!

Mao Mao consciously said the wrong thing, and it was extremely embarrassing.

Fortunately, in the next second, three figures quickly rushed out of Yong'an Dangli.

"Welcome, my lord, please come in quickly!"

"It's exhausting, my lord has worked hard!"

The three of them didn't wait for the young man in white to answer, they seemed to "invite" him into the house.

There is roughness in gentleness, admiration in roughness, it is so enthusiastic that it makes people flustered!

"No...you listen to me, I'm nothing..."

"Master Messenger, let's talk in the house, Mao Mao, hurry up and make tea!"

"Yes, boss!"

Meanwhile, at the corner of the street.

A Tangmen envoy dressed in blue couldn't help doubting his life.

Could it be that the hall master sent other people to report the news?

Should not be!

Am I hallucinating?

Or is there something wrong with these people's brains?

I really don't understand people nowadays!

...

In the house...

The young man in white was forcibly pressed on the chair, and the giant sword behind him began to tremble slightly.

Obviously, the sword was inspired by an extremely familiar soul and wanted to get out of the sword.

beside him...

One person fanned the wind, one offered tea, and the other beat his back.

Another handsome young man saluted deeply, and said with an apologetic smile, "My lord, Congratulations on getting rich, I don't know what you can do to find a young one?"

"Quiet!"

The young man in white slammed the table.

I don't know, he was talking about the little black nightshade.

Or in his ears, Biping and Maomao kept chanting the word "hard work".

Jing Tian quickly bowed, and said with a nervous expression: "Yes, yes, sir, please tell me!"

"I'm not some Tangmen envoy!"

Qin Chu stood up from his chair, pointed at the young man who had just walked in, and said calmly, "This is the real Tang Sect envoy!"

Everyone: "..."

You are not a messenger, why didn't you say it earlier!

Envoy of Tang Sect: "..."

Let me just say that there is something wrong with the brains of these people!

"grown ups…"

Sedum looked embarrassed, stepped forward, and said what he just said again.

Everyone also ran over to serve the Tang Sect envoy.

Qin Chu was happy and quiet, but that right hand was really a little dishonest, and he kept stroking the magic sword for a moment.

As for the emissary, he didn't seem to want to say anything more to the fool, he just briefly introduced the original shopkeeper and asked to resign and return home.

Tang Kun, the current hall master of the Tang Sect, promotes Jing Tian to be the new shopkeeper of Yong An Dang.

hear this...

Jing Tian was immediately immersed in the joy of taking back Yong'an for his father.

Everyone was also happy for a while.

In addition to joy...

Mao Mao suddenly felt a little bit reluctant, and asked in a muffled voice: "Master Messenger, why did Sixth Uncle leave in such a hurry?"

The envoy said: "Of course there is a great joy!"

"What happy event?" Everyone couldn't help asking questions.

The envoy replied: "The son of the sixth uncle and the ninth generation who passed it on alone has a boy. Of course he is anxious to go back and hold his grandson."

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Chapter 320: The idea of ​​buying a pawn shop, Sedum encounters a priceless treasure

Jing Tian became Yong'an's treasurer, and everyone was happy for him from the bottom of their hearts.

But things are not that simple.

To know…

Jing Tian's father is Jing Yi, Tang Kun's best friend, the person who founded Yong'an, now that Jing Tian just came of age, Tang Baozhu returned Yong'an to the original owner.

Even if the old shopkeeper Liu Shu is really in a hurry.

Who can say that there is nothing tricky in it?

Ding Shiyan knew it clearly, and Qin Chu saw it clearly.

Even Biping and Mao Mao faintly sensed something was wrong.

Only that kid Sedum was a fan of the authorities, he thought his fortune was just around the corner.

...

"Maomao! I finally became the shopkeeper!"

Jing Tian hugged Mao Mao, smiled and said: "When I have saved enough money, I will send you to Chang'an to find your parents and marry you two wives!"

"Yes, boss!"

Mao Mao scratched his head, and said in a muffled voice: "But, I have a question that I can't figure out. Why did Uncle Six leave in such a hurry?"

He Biping also leaned forward, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, Uncle Liu said earlier that he would give me processing money, and I don't know if he will honor it."

I don't know if this matter is true or not, but his greed for money is fully revealed.

"You have to ask the new shopkeeper about...about processing money."

The messenger dumped the pot.

He looked at everyone and explained: "The son of the sixth uncle's ninth generation single-handed son has a boy, so of course he is anxious to go back to hold his grandson."

At least that's what Lord Tangbao said.

The Messenger learned the same way.

"This is a happy event!" Mao Mao applauded happily.

"Today can be said to be a double blessing!" He Biping leaned over to Sedum, and said with a bright smile, "Boss, congratulations on being promoted to shopkeeper!"

"Happy together!"

Sedum's expression was very embarrassing.

The messenger also smiled.

"I hope you will continue to work hard and carry forward Yong'an."

"Adhering to your auspicious words!" (My lord lives a long life!)

Jing Tian raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to stay for a meal, my lord?"

"No need!"

The messenger waved his hand and said, "Now that the hall master's order has been conveyed, I should go back to the Tang Sect."

"Then I will send you off to my lord!"

Jingtian, Maomao, and Biping sent the envoy out of the door all the way.

But Uncle Ding stayed to take care of Yongan's pawn, and asked Qin Chu by the way: "Little brother, what do you want to pawn?"

"Oh?"

Qin Chu couldn't help feeling puzzled, and asked back: "Why can't I come to redeem things?"

Uncle Ding said: "Well... the old man has been serving as a court envoy in Yong'an for thirty years. Although I dare not say that I know all the pawnbrokers, I still remember a lot."

Paused...

He continued: "To tell you the truth, this is the first time this old man sees a person with the appearance of Young Master, even if it is ten years later, he will never forget it."

"It's a good memory."

While stroking the magic sword, Chu Qin walked around Yong'an pawnshop, and said seriously: "Mr. Chaofeng, how much is this pawnshop worth?"