key to come

Who doesn't know what kind of junk is sold in this store.

The contents of a bag range from one to three renminbi, so even if the seller wants to make some money, it is worth four or five renminbi.

"So, put these in here too." Shen Lang took a deep breath, and put the packed tiger bone, a complete tiger skin, a beautiful women's long sword, and an emerald bracelet.

Swords are not contraband, as long as you don't put armor on, you'll be fine.

"This, if you take each of these individually, the value is much higher than the value of three taels." The pupils of San Dang's family shrank slightly: "Tiger bones are worth a lot of money."

"Mark an inconspicuous mark on the bag where the bracelets are placed, and ask you to buy one." Shen Lang continued: "Three requests, one is in charge of shocking, one is in charge of buying the blessing bag, and the other is in charge of buying fake ones."

"Why don't you buy back all the good ones?" San Dangjia wondered.

"Nonsense, rich people are not really fools, let's do it." Shen Lang waved his hand.

Being reprimanded by Shen Lang, the third master was not only not angry, but felt a lot closer to Shen Lang.

Anyway, listen to sir.

Luo Xi couldn't help yawning, she felt that since she was struggling with 300 taels of silver here, it would be better to wait for her to recover, and then go to some rich family for a walk.

Because of Shen Lang's rebirth, Luo Xi has never communicated with Shen Lang about ways to make money from her perspective, so at this time she still feels that the things written in the criminal law will bring money the fastest.

This guy doesn't know what he can do.

…………

An hour later.

"Come on, take a look, take a look, there is a big sale, all the lucky bags, three taels of silver each." Shen Lang walked to the street: "What you can open in the lucky bag depends on luck, do you want to see if you are lucky? son? Do you want to see what you can buy?"

"Here, I can satisfy you!"

I saw that many passers-by and merchants stopped in their tracks.

Lucky bag?This statement is quite new, but three or two is like a moat, it has nothing to do with ordinary people, even if you want to gamble, you don't have the money!

It was a Tubo businessman, who heard the words and walked towards Shen Lang: "What can you get out of bad luck?"

"If you're unlucky, you can open some useless things. We will sell all these bags. There must be good products."

"Hmm...not worth it." The Tubo businessman shook his head upon hearing this.

"Really, what's in it?" A middle-aged man dressed in ordinary clothes came over.

"Hey, Wang Ermazi, did you make money in the casino?"

"Hey, isn't this the King of Gamblers? Is there another gambling capital?"

"Why is this lucky bag the same as gambling? No wonder it attracts such people."

"Buying this is better than going to the casino to gamble."

"Mysterious tiger skin, tiger bone, and the high-quality long sword and jade made by Tianshu Pavilion, the value of which has increased tenfold!" Shen Lang said grandly: "As long as you are lucky, you are guaranteed to earn something."

"How can I believe this is true?" Wang Ermazi looked at Shen Lang suspiciously.

"The monk can't run away from the temple. This shop is here. If there is nothing I said, this shop can be smashed!" Shen Lang said proudly.

"This little brother is a bit unfamiliar."

"Never seen."

"Hmm, maybe they are relatives of Plaster Xu?"

"The plaster is inside."

"Come on, buddy, you're so handsome."

A small town has such a large population, and the population of Dazhou is less than 8000 million, which is about [-] million, which is about the same as that of Datang.

They all hang out on this street, so it's not surprising that they know each other.

Now people come to ask, and more people gather here, after all, it is fresh.

"Shall I have one?" A middle-aged man who looked a bit refined came here and said to Shen Lang: "Three taels, right?"

"That's right, two or three." Shen Lang nodded.

"Yo, isn't this Mr. Li?"

"Mr. Li, don't be fooled."

"Yes, this thing is not sure."

Mr. Li is a trustee, a doctor in the cottage, who opened a medical clinic here.

The doctor's network is very important to Cheng Wenkui. When he was robbed, he was found to be a doctor, so the cottage left him behind.

Mr. Li resisted at first, but Shanzhai gave him money to open a medical clinic and a concubine for him, so he succumbed to the evil forces.

It can be seen that Cheng Wenkui is not so brainless, at least he knows how to buy people's hearts and retain talents.

A military adviser and a doctor, both of which are talents that the Shanzhai needs very much.

What he wants to open most is a brothel, but it is a pity that opening a brothel is too expensive and requires a strong network of contacts, he can't even afford to open a brothel.

"I'll try it for everyone. If there is a problem, please don't buy it." Mr. Li bowed his hands to the people around him.

"Hey, what are you talking about, you bastard?" The third family came out, pretending to say: "I am also a scholar, how could I lie to you?"

"Hmph, where have you read all your sage books?" Mr. Li snorted coldly: "I really don't know what you do?"

It wasn't a day or two since these two seemed to be at loggerheads, and everyone around them got used to it.

"Mr. Li is a benevolent doctor."

"I can't bear to let us be cheated, good job!"

"Mr. Li, why don't you buy it, because everyone doesn't buy it."

Shen Lang still has a conscience at this time, because he cheated only rich people, ordinary people are not qualified to be cheated by him...

"Okay, if you want to buy it, then buy it, and everyone will make money." The third family fanned the wind.

"Just...this." Mr. Li took out three taels of silver with a heartbroken face.

"I'll go and weigh you." The third family took the silver, put it on the scale, and checked the weight.

"Three, two, two, I'll find you some money." The third family weighed two pieces of silver and gave it to Mr. Li.

"Hmph." Mr. Li took the bag and opened it on the street.

"Pots? Chess? Women's clothes?"

I saw that Mr. Li took out pieces of junk, and the total purchase price was only about two yuan, and if they were sold well, they could be sold for four yuan.

Mr. Li's face was as black as a pot cover, and he couldn't help shaking.

"fake?"

"Except for the hairpin which is worth a little money, the rest are all rags, right?"

"Hey, does this have the face to sell for three taels?"

"Plaster Xu, your conscience has been eaten by a dog? The local people's money is also cheated?"

"Thank you, Mr. Li, otherwise I might really buy it!"

Chapter 46 The Rhythm Brings Up

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At this moment, there was the sound of a folding fan opening nearby, and a young man in a fine attire looked at Shen Lang and those lucky bags curiously.

This person is white and clean, with a graceful temperament, and he looks like a good fat sheep.

"Yun Ruo, do you think there are any good things in this lucky bag?" The young man looked at the young man beside him.

That person looked a bit too handsome, she had a gentle expression, a small snow-white face, crescent-like eyebrows, and autumn eyes, she could be described as beautiful and heavenly.

With a little discernment, one can tell at a glance that this is a fake son.

The only thing that makes people uncertain is that her pectoral muscles are not very thick. As long as she wears clothes that are a little thicker, she can make people indisputable.

"Brother... brother, I don't know, we have come so far, when will we go back." Yun Ruo looked a little timid: "Father will be angry if he knows."

"Tsk, you underestimate my father. I don't believe that he doesn't know that I've slipped away. It's not like you don't know what our Jinyiwei is capable of. You must have acquiesced." The gloomy middle-aged man: "Uncle Hua, do you think so?"

Jinyiwei is an official organization, and this concept was proposed by the new Taizu, but he himself was useless in the end, and he doesn't know why.

"Young Master, I don't know about this old slave. Please don't call me that." The middle-aged voice was a little hoarse, as if trying to cover up something: "This old slave was brought out by the young master, so I hope the young master will say something nice, otherwise the master It will really kill the old slave."

He couldn't help trembling when he heard Uncle Hua, but he didn't dare to kneel down.

"Tch, we've called all the way."

"This old slave is dead..."

"Okay, Uncle Hua, look in those bags, is there anything good?" Ji Yunzheng pointed to the bag.

"Naturally, no young master can fall in love with him."

"What about the value of more than three taels?" Ji Yunzheng asked in a different way.

"Yes, there, there, those two bags." Uncle Hua pointed twice.

Ji Yunzheng turned his head back when he was pointing: "Since there is, then I will try my luck."

"Your good luck, you will be able to buy all the good things." Uncle Hua smiled.

"It's true, even if the old Taoist helps me block the secrets, my luck will be the second best in the world." Ji Yunzheng looked at Yunruo: "Yunruo, you choose, and my brother will buy it for you."

"Me?" Yun Ruo swallowed, staring at the bags with big eyes, looking eager to try.

"I don't know who came up with the idea, it's really interesting." Ji Yunzheng rubbed his temples: "Go now."

"Okay." Yun Ruo was about to step forward, but found that Wang Er Mazi moved.

"Hey, Mr. Li's bad luck doesn't mean mine is bad. I just won two dollars last night, which is just enough for three or two dollars. Isn't it just a gamble?" Wang Ermazi took a step forward: "Mr. If you can’t open it again, your store will be smashed!”

"Oh, it's up to you?" The third master sneered: "You try?"

"Hmph, do you think I dare?" Wang Ermazi seemed a little timid, and poured out a large pile of broken silver from his pocket: "This is all my gambling capital. If it is gone, you will see it."

He picked one at once, which was exactly the one that Uncle Hua ordered before.

He opened the bag on the street and took out the broken pieces one by one.

"Hey, another pile of junk."

"There must be nothing good, it's fake at first glance."

"Fudge."

"This thing is just unbelievable."

Soon, he took out a big cloth bag and opened it in doubt: "Why is there still a bag in the bag?"

After opening the cloth bag, his eyes widened immediately: "Here, bones? What a filthy smell!"

"This is a tiger bone!" Li Langzhong said in surprise, "A real tiger bone!"

"Has the tiger bone been released?"

"How much is it worth?"

"There are so many tiger bones, no less than 20 taels?"

"This..." Li Langzhong's mouth widened, and he looked greedy: "This is a good thing, it's not an ordinary tiger bone, it has spirituality, if it can be used as medicine..."

"You can still make wine!" A passer-by shouted: "I've drank tiger bone wine, it's strong enough!"

"Sir, can you sell these tiger bones to me directly?" The Tibetan businessman's eyes lit up: "I'll give you the money now, but if you can't find a good place to sell it, it will waste your time. Buy it now , 20 taels."

"I'll go, drive here to find something good, and sell it directly to a passing businessman? This time Wang Ermazi made 17 taels?"

"This is really a good thing."

"It's a pity that I don't have any money, otherwise I will buy one and try it."

"Wait, is it dangerous for Wang Ermazi to hold so much money? This is not a small sum."

"Dangerous?" Wang Ermazi snorted, "I'm going to order a batch of furniture, buy new clothes, and save some money for gambling. Who will grab it?"

People are relieved.