Chapter 184

In the Xishan temple, Zhitong looked at the waste with a bad face. He was in a bad mood.

His gloomy face showed that his anger was on the verge of bursting.

Idleness couldn't help trembling in his heart. At the moment, he wanted to escape. There was no way to escape, so he walked hard, but he reserved a certain distance for safety.

"Master, who made you angry?"

Shanshan's smiling face and words of caution didn't change Zhitong's face. Anyway, it was more gloomy, just like the moment when there was going to be a rainstorm that day.

"You stinky boy, where's my century old wine?"

Sure enough, this is it!

The wasted heart sank, and the smile on his face was more flattering: "master, I took out the century old wine. Didn't you agree at that time?"

"Hum! At that time, I just agreed that you take it out to make face, drink up to two kilograms and bring it back to me, but now, what about the remaining eight kilograms of century old wine? " Zhitong looked at the waste with empty hands, and the cloud on his face directly turned into black and purple. His eyes were even more angry, mixed with reluctance to give up.

"Cough..." I'm very nervous about wasting, but I'm also very helpless.

In the heart, it is a depressed sigh: love face to kill people!

Although Sighing like this, we still have to find a way to get through the current crisis.

Looking at the anger that Shifu was about to burst out in a moment, the wasted time suddenly turned his palm. Unexpectedly, he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Shifu.

Zhitong's anger was critical, but when he saw the sudden move of waste, he was stunned. He glanced at it quickly, which made him suddenly stagnate.

"This, this is true?"

"Master, how can I deceive you about this kind of thing? If you really don't believe it, you can call and ask manager he of the rich auction house. His phone number is written on it." When he saw that his strange move worked, he was immediately happy and hurried to strike the iron in the heat.

"Master, do you know the price of this red pill on the black market?"

"How much?" Zhitong's heart moved. He took three bottles of red elixir. Although he gave a bottle to Du Juan and another bottle was reserved for abbess Zhixian, there was still one bottle left.

"Guess." He smiled and stretched out a finger at the master.

"Ten thousand?" Zhitong's eyes lit up immediately. Is the value of Hongyan pill too high? A grain of ten thousand, you can sell a whole bottle, that's one hundred thousand!

In this way, I will be rich again!

"Less." The idle smile is more mysterious and proud, and has taken advantage of Zhitong's distraction to put away his list.

"100000?" Zhitong's heart has surged up with waves. If one grain is 100000, then ten grains are one million. He... Ha ha

He couldn't help laughing, but the wasted finger still swayed in front of him, which made him stunned and his face fell in an instant.

"Why, not 100000?"

"It's a 1.2 million grain!" At the same time, his people had taken advantage of Zhitong's shock and consternation, but they turned and left.

If you don't go now, when will you stay!

Therefore, idleness is the best strategy.

However, Zhitong was still in the mood at the moment. Whether he wasted or not, all the big white bills were floating in front of him.

"Ha ha..."

After a long time, he finally couldn't resist the ecstasy and excitement in his heart and burst into laughter.

People have wasted time in the meditation room, but the corner of their eyes twitched and sighed in their heart: "although master is very smart, his ability to calculate accounts is not very good! In terms of value, that jar of 100 year old wine of ten jin is not much worse than this bottle of red wine. "

In a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his face was filled with joy: "since master doesn't know the value of century old wine, he really has a chance. At that time, he will use his money to buy the two jars of century old wine left by master. This is a treasure!"

Thinking like this, he was more and more proud, until finally, the whole corner of his mouth picked up.

He reached out and touched into his arms, but his face suddenly changed. In a flash, he suddenly shouted, "master, you're too much!"

The roar went straight into the cloud night, as if to uncover the roof.

The body rushed out in an instant, but there was a shadow of wisdom in the courtyard.

Wasted really forced, stunned for a long time, then suddenly waved his hand in the void: "master, is it good to be a man with a lower limit?"

"Of course." The voice of Zhitong suddenly came out from behind him, which startled him.

He turned around and looked at it with an angry face: "master, return my auction list!"

"I came back to return your list." Zhitong smiled and held a piece of paper in his hand. It was not the auction list he had seen before.

In vain, Zhitong stretched out his hand to pick it up, but he quickly retracted his hand like lightning: "good disciple, you must put such valuable things away. Look at you. Why are you so careless? Fortunately, it was picked up by my teacher. What can I do if someone else changes?"

The words are incisive, an expression that I think of you.

Wasting time is really depressing. I want to spit blood. I can't stand it anymore. I spit loudly and said, "master, if someone else had changed, there would be no such thing. After all, other people won't have the ability to do nothing! And they all have a lower limit. How about stealing money? "

Zhitong was foolishly pointed out on the spot. He just smiled and didn't blush: "good disciple, this good thing must be divided into half. So I'll keep this list for you first. At that time, let's wait for the red pill to be auctioned out and let's get the money together. How about it?"

"Wipe!" Wasted time is really dizzy. There are really such excellent masters in this world!

He finally understood why master came back, because he only took the auction list without his own cooperation. He couldn't get the money at all.

However, the situation is stronger than others. He can only bow his head, but he is really unwilling: "master, I can cancel the money I owe you!"

Zhitong pulled out the corner of his eye and his hand was like a magic trick. He had already collected the auction sheet, but he put ten fingers in front of him and broke them for a long time. Then he finally sighed with reluctance: "well, who makes you my apprentice? I'll suffer some losses and agree!"

With that, he shook his head and walked away. While walking, he was still whispering: "well, the red pill can shoot at least 10 million, half of which is 4 million, and the smelly boy still owes me 400000. In this way, take out one million, reduce 400000, and return..."

Behind him, the waste is really speechless. This ten million half has become four million? It's a strange rake! Obviously, my master's math must have been taught by a history teacher.

But that's good. Then I can get the remaining two jars of century old wine.

These are small things. After a while, he thought of an urgent event, that is, he must get a space ring. Otherwise, no amount of money he has can resist the master's empty hands!