Qi Yao Inn

Li Yize raised his eyebrows and watched him play quietly.

Under his gaze, Peng Yu opened the car door and took his wallet, but when he returned, he found that what he was looking for was gone, and he was stunned: "What's the matter? Boss, you are too unkind. The price has been negotiated, and it’s just a matter of paying the money and delivering the goods, how can you lose the things to me?”

To say that Boss Peng has found too many good goods in the fake goods market these years, it can be said to be envious of others, and it will inevitably attract some people with malicious intentions and who want to take advantage of opportunities. They pay close attention to Peng Yu's traces. The market will start to follow, and if he is sure that he is looking for something, he will try his best to grab it, and he will only make money but not lose.

However, "the Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot high", the person surnamed Peng is not a gentleman - a few years ago, a boring person arranged a number for a local profiteer, and it turned out that Peng Yu, who looked handsome, It actually ranked first among the "Top Ten Profiteers in Xianzhou".

Although Boss Peng didn't care about losing the money, he was sucked by mosquitoes so many times that even if it didn't hurt, it was still itchy.

The old man who set up the stall was probably very upset, and knew that this old man was not someone to mess with, he hesitated and wanted to find a way out for himself: "How about...you see what else you like , I'll sell it to you at a discount."

Li Yize listened with his ears blanked, and leaned lazily by the side of the car, when he saw someone with a heartbroken expression on his face, as if the bowl that had just been snatched away was the rarest thing in a thousand years, and he couldn't pick a second one in the whole world.Peng Yu glanced casually at the stall a few times, as if reluctantly "pulling the general out of the box", pointed with his toe casually: "Let's just let it, it's more pleasing to the eye."

The stall owner immediately bent down and picked up the thing and handed it to him—it was an unattractive object, and it was impossible to tell what it was used for at a glance. It was probably shaped like a pickle jar.Peng Yu asked with disgust, "How much?"

The old man was about to reach out to compare five, but seeing his expression, he seemed to realize that it was not worth the price at all, so he shook his heart: "Just three thousand, three thousand."

"Oh." Peng Yu pulled 3000 yuan from his wallet very coldly, and took the jar, "Thank you, see you later."

He returned to the car with the pot in his arms, and gave Li Yize a wink to signal him to get on the car, but at this moment the old man who sold the stall suddenly shouted: "What's going on! Those few...why, why are these [-] yuan worthless?" It's blank paper! Come back to me!"

Li Yize looked at the jar with strange patterns, then turned his gaze back to Peng Yu's face: "Are you driving?"

"Otherwise?" Peng Yu began to push him, "Hurry up, hurry up, leave now."

As soon as he got in the car, Mr. Peng began to show his true colors. He lifted the jar like a wolf with a big tail, stretched out his hand and flicked on it: "It's impossible to grab food from my mouth."

Li Yize put his backpack on the back seat, got into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt, and followed his words: "So how much is that porcelain bowl worth?"

Peng Yu raised a finger: "Let's put it this way, those people threw down three wads of 'money' in total. In fact, only the top one and the bottom one are real, and the others are all blank paper, which means The boss got [-] yuan in the end—I think he still made a profit. If I put it here, let alone [-] yuan, I wouldn’t pay even [-] or [-] yuan. I just buy a bowl online, and I can still eat ,right?"

Li Yize slowly turned his gaze back: "You Xianzhou people have really deep routines."

Peng Yu was noncommittal, and lifted the lid of the jar: "Actually, this thing is not worth much, at most [-] to [-], and it's all added by the year. I bought it mainly because..."

As he spoke, he patted the can and said to the inside: "Hey, come out, if you don't come out again, I'm not responsible for dying of thirst inside."

After his words fell for a few seconds, there was finally a little sound from the jar—a black head protruded from the mouth of the jar, with two small claws on it. It was a small palm-length creature that looked like a salamander. The whole body is wrinkled, as if lacking moisture.

"Jar demon," Peng Yu said, picked up a bottle of mineral water from his hand, and poured half of it into the jar, "It must be a hundred or two hundred years old, but it was reduced to being taken out to set up a stall, and it was almost The sun is burning to death, do you think you will lose the demon?"

The little pot demon happily jumped into the water, and his skin quickly regained its luster after being soaked in the water.Peng Yu put the lid back on, and handed the can to Li Yize: "Here, I'm going to drive."

Li Yize stared at the jar for half a minute, and even licked the corner of his mouth, Longmu narrowed his eyes slightly: "This size... just swallows it in one gulp."

Peng Yu: "..."

Dragons are omnivores, but Li Yize was once forced to become a vegetarian because of his status. Since he broke the precept 2000 years ago, he has eaten everything and dared to taste everything. During the time when he became a "silly dragon", he gnawed off a beam of Peng's house.

Boss Peng, who had lingering fears, immediately shook his whole body three times, and quickly pressed his shoulder: "Restraint, restraint, I will prepare something delicious for you when I go back to the inn. This one won't work, it's fishy."

Li Yize glanced at him sideways, turned his head away in disinterest, and fell silent.

Peng Yu ignited the car, and after that, Li Yize turned around and found that he took out a small silver gadget from his pocket and clasped it on his right ear bone.

That thing looked like an ornament, very much in line with someone's flamboyant temperament, but Li Yize felt something was wrong when he saw it, and frowned: "What is it?"

"Does it look good?" Peng Yu blinked at him, "It's a new one."

However, Li Yize could hear obvious guilt from his tone, and his expression became more serious: "I'm asking you something."

"Uh...high technology." Peng Yu put on his seat belt, slowly drove out of the car, deliberately talking about him, "It comes with a Bluetooth function, you can make calls, and you can call anything in my phone's address book. For example, what are the Taishang Laojun, Tathagata Buddha, Erlang God Yang Jian, Tuota Li Tianwang, Emperor Fengdu, Black and White Impermanence, and Zhu Li, Jiuyuan, Xuanwu God and so on... But I am afraid that the old bastard will not talk to me. "

When Li Yize heard this guy started talking nonsense again, he couldn't help closing his eyes hard, took a deep breath, and squeezed out three words from his teeth as gently as possible: "Speak, people, words."

Peng Yu shrank his neck, slammed on the brakes to stop the car on the side of the road, and cast a cautious look at him: "It's actually... that... hearing aid."