My staff is inhuman

Chapter 102 Dumb loss, I won't eat!
The sound echoed in the huge six-story building.

It can be said that one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and some locked doors and windows were opened one after another, and their eyes were cast on Zhang Yi's side.

At the door of Zhang Yi's room, a very bright red lantern was hung.

At the same time, at the door of the room on the other side of the fourth floor, a red lantern was also hung on it.

Two red lanterns hung high, it was difficult not to attract everyone's attention.

"Such a big movement."

Zhang Yi did not expect that his actions would cause such a big commotion.

He even vaguely felt that some sneaky eyes seemed to be able to lock on himself through the door panel.

The old man fumbled for the half carrot from his sleeve without haste.

"The last time I heard about the smashing was in the tenth year of the Republic of China. It was so lively."

As he spoke, he picked up the carrot and pointed it at the window of the door, and gently covered it.

A bright red stamp was left on the window.

Immediately, the sense of peeping that Zhang Yi felt just now disappeared without a trace.

"Ten years of the Republic of China..."

Zhang Jun calculated with his fingers, good guy, it happened 100 years ago.

He knew that the old man was not an ordinary person, but he didn't think he was an old monster who had lived for 100 years.

"What's next?"

"No rush, just wait."

Now that Zhang Yi made a move, the opponent had only two options at this time, either take off the light and admit defeat, and release all the wandering souls he detained and return them to Zhang Yi.

Or take out things to sell, and fight Zhang Yi to the end.

Such a big event of smashing the market has attracted the attention of many people. Among them, there are curiosity, but there are also many people who want to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.

But just now the old man also said it.

Buyers and sellers have a huge risk in the matter of smashing the market. When everyone gets the news, they have to be prepared to some extent.

The most important thing is to see if the two can come up with the right stuff.

Since idleness is idleness, Zhang Yi also settled down when he came, put the thermos cup at hand, and opened the thermos cup.

Let Dai Moli show her figure from inside.

"what!"

This surprised the old man a bit, he didn't expect Zhang Yi to have a ghost with him.

And when he looked at it again, he couldn't help showing a strange color on his face: "Girl doll, it's not easy."

"The clerk in the store, come out to see the world."

Zhang Yi motioned Dai Moli to sit down and called her out, just because the cakes on the table seemed like she could eat them too.

"Thank you boss, the boss is really nice."

When Dai Moli heard that there were delicious food, she would not be happy.

Seeing her picking up a piece of pastry and stuffing it into her mouth, the old man also laughed: "Don't worry, I like to eat it. There are plenty here, just ask the buddy to deliver it."

"Well, thank you Grandpa."

Dai Moli smiled at the old man.

She seems careless, but she always gives people a sunny and friendly feeling. No one will feel malicious when they see Dai Moli.

"Hey, it's hard to be a ghost. You have the seven emotions and six desires, but you are deprived of the right to enjoy them."

The old man sighed.

Zhang Yi deeply agrees with this.

Being a ghost does not mean disappearing, but it will be very painful.

Neither sleep nor normal food.

The tongue cannot be satisfied, the soul cannot be rested, and the inner obsession is added. It is okay if the time is short, but if the time is long, it will be too painful.

Just like the student council president last time.

He knew that if he continued to eat, he would starve himself to death.

But he couldn't stop at all.

There must be a reason for the soup. It cannot be said that the ingredients themselves are the curse of the soup.

But fundamentally, it was still because of the student council president's own inner desires.

It was also like this, once Zhang Yi had the opportunity, he would find a way to satisfy Dai Moli and the others.

Even if it is only a little bit, it is already the greatest comfort for them.

"Old man, just now I heard you say that the Republic of China was ten years old, how old are you?"

Dai Moli is really a sweetheart with a lively atmosphere, sitting on the side holding the pastry while eating and asking.

"how old are you……"

The old man raised his head and thought for a while: "I must be around a hundred years old."

"Hey, then you must be well-informed. Come to our store to give advice in the future, so that we can learn more."

Dai Moli's flattery made the old man laugh.

"Little girl's mouth is sweet with honey."

"Old man, I have one more thing to ask you." Seeing that the old man was so happy, Zhang Yi followed up and asked, "How much do you know about the University City?"

"That deserted university town to the east of you?"

The old man raised his brows: "That's not a good place, why did you remember to ask this, Ye Jun probably wants to do something to it."

"Hehe, I want to understand first."

Of course Zhang Yi wouldn't foolishly reveal his whole body.

"Hey!"

The old man smiled and took a sip of tea: "It is true to say that he is powerful, but he has broken too many rules. Someone has already started to deal with him in the past two days."

"Oh! Who?"

Zhang Yi's eyes widened, and he had already guessed who the old man was talking about.

"An old ghost from Qiao's family has been blocking the gate of the University City for the past two days. It is estimated that during this period of time, the University City will not even think about peace."

It really is him!

Zhang Yi was surprised and happy when he heard the news.

What was surprising was that the old man of the Qiao family was so fierce that he led a group of people to block the entrance of the University City.

The joy is that the old man of the Qiao family is still alive, so he can go back and give Xiwa an explanation.

But the old man in front of him poured cold water on Zhang Yi with his next sentence.

"But it can't last too long, after all, it's a lonely fight."

These words made Zhang Yi's heart sink: "Then how long do you think Mr. Qiao can last?"

"Hey, I don't know. I also heard about this matter from others, but it seems to be a big mess. I don't know what will happen next."

While the two were talking, someone knocked on the door.

The clerk from the store came in.

Holding a wooden tray in his hand, he stepped forward, squatted down, and raised the tray high above his head.

"Give Ye Jun a message, the market you want to hit has been shipped, here is the list."

Zhang Yi took it over and took a look, there was only one line of numbers on it.

46 wandering souls, [-] living souls, and [-] evil spirits.

Price: [-] notes.

This number is the price given by the sixth floor of Chun, and the price and items have been announced outside at this moment.

The next thing is to see if Zhang Yi can come up with an equivalent or even more attractive item.

Zhang Yi pretended to be groping in his pocket, and then casually put a [incense box] in front of the clerk.

This is something obtained by lottery. It is an offering exclusively for the gods. It should be worth a lot of money.

But just in case, Zhang Yi took out another [Jade Fruit] and put it on top.

"Can you give me an estimate first?"

"Ok."

The man put down the tray, took a closer look, and was stunned.

Looking at the two items on the tray, the clerk frowned slightly and whispered, "Ye Jun, this year is no different from previous years, and the price of this wandering soul is much higher than previous years."

The buddy said euphemistically that it was already very straightforward.

How could Zhang Yi fail to understand the meaning behind his words, just when he was about to continue groping.

The old man on the side suddenly spoke.

"Things that are blind, even if they are blinded, they don't know what's wrong, so go and call the shopkeeper."

Hearing what the old man said, the man felt guilty.

Hastily asked someone to go out, and after a while a middle-aged man wearing a fur hat walked in.

He glanced at what was on the tray.

"Rare, this thing is rare."

The voice of the middle-aged man was very high-pitched, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

It feels...a bit like a eunuch.

But his voice changed immediately: "I'm sorry, two guest officers, the guy didn't estimate the price wrongly. You put this thing in the early years, not to mention the late Qing Dynasty. Even in the Republic of China, it could be sold. Treasures that cost sky-high prices are now... rare, but there may not be people who really like them."

"What do you mean, tell me."

Zhang Yi was not annoyed, but just wanted to ask for clarification.

"Hi." The middle-aged man sighed: "In the early years, there were too many Baojiaxians in temples and Taoist temples. Even if you are an ancestor, you want to eat two bites."

"But what time is it now? The times have changed. Just burn incense to the Buddha and tap a few times with your mobile phone. Whoever wants this thing, and how many people understand it."

Although the middle-aged man was joking, his words were full of helplessness.

A word that times have changed.

More than a thousand words.

It seems that there is no saying that is more representative than this sentence.

Zhang Yi nodded: "Then let's add one more thing."

As he spoke, he casually put the bottle of [Multiple Amplification Liquid] on the tray.

The light blue luster instantly lit up the room.

Everyone's eyes suddenly widened.

Although they didn't know what it was, they could feel the rich energy contained in this bottle of medicinal liquid, which was pure, flawless, and incredibly precious.

After Zhang Yi briefly explained the effect, everyone gasped.

"Forgive my ignorance, I have never heard of such a strange thing, can you try it?"

"random."

Zhang Yi nodded and motioned them to take it down for inspection at will.

It took more than half an hour to go there.

"Boss, is it really all right?"

"no problem!"

How effective is this thing? Zhang Yi has tasted it himself, and he is absolutely unmistakable.

Take it out by yourself, not only to crush the other party, but also to see if this thing can be sold here.

After all, I still have four bottles in my hand, and there will be more in the future, and I don't have a place to digest it, so I can't make up for my big waist every day.

I want to be a fairy, but I don't want to be a kidney fairy.

In fact, Zhang Yi was not the only one who was anxious, there were more people waiting outside.

It's been a long time since I heard of smashing the plate.

It's hard to come here once, and I hope to see something of real value.

As for those ghosts, although they have some value, most people don't even care about them.

I couldn't help cursing in my heart, it was those two bumpkins who came to play and smashed the plate.

Just when everyone started to curse and complain, Chun Liulou finally brought the things up.

I saw the door of the middle building in the middle building open.

Delivered Zhang Yi's tray.

It's just that there is no quotation, but it is covered with a big red cloth head, which is even more surprising.

A white lantern is hung in front of the gate of the middle building.

"Sit down!!"

All of a sudden there was an uproar.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.

"Heh, Spring Sixth Floor!"

The old man snorted coldly.

"What? What does this mean, Grandpa??"

Dai Moli rubbed the old man's shoulders and asked.

The old man smiled, and cupped his hands towards Zhang Yi: "Little brother, congratulations, this thing is covered with a cloth head, and the white light is on. This is the attitude of the sixth floor of Chun. They want to sit in the manor!"

"Sit in the manor?"

Zhang Yi didn't understand what it meant.

The old man didn't hold back any more: "Let's sit in the dealership, the dealer takes all, no matter how much the buyer pays, Chunliulou will accept it all, and it will always be a buy-it-yourself price!"

The so-called buyout price is often the highest price, and the buyout price is more expensive, which is to turn up directly at this price.

"Old man, can we secretly call out by ourselves?"

Dai Moli lowered her voice and asked cunningly.

"Hehehe, when the sixth floor of the spring is in the manor, when will you be too scared, but just call the price once, [-]% of the handling fee, you have to take it easy."

"I still need to give money, isn't this a shameless person, don't yell, don't yell, if you yell, give him money for nothing, it's not worth it."

"Then it's a good deal."

The old man was also a man of temperament, he laughed out loud at Dai Moli's cute appearance, and shook the bell in his hand.

It's not a guy this time.

It's the big face plate from before.

When Dai Moli looked at it, she almost thought that the biscuits had become fine.

"Good thing, we have no objection if you want to sit in the manor. My granddaughter is hungry, and she will serve her with delicious food and drink."

When the old man said this, he couldn't dare to talk nonsense with a big face, so he could only keep apologizing: "The hospitality is not good, the hospitality is not good."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly withdrew his face, and after a while, all kinds of more exquisite pastries were delivered box by box.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi calmly called out the account book and threw all the pastries into the account book.

Anyway, it's a gift, if you don't take it for nothing, you might as well get more and go back to Yangmei and the others to satisfy their greed.

What is it that makes Chun Liulou sit in the manor? This kind of thing is very rare.

It is precisely because Chunliulou is the banker, so they simply covered things with red cloth, neither saying the reason nor what it was.

So many people have begun to make up their minds.

So someone wanted to get some news from Zhang Yi.

It's just that the folks on the sixth floor of Chun had guarded both sides of Zhang Yi's room early on, and most people would not give them this chance.

Unless Zhang Yi intends to fight Chun Liulou and take the initiative to release the news.

Doing so will inevitably make Chun Liulou passive, but it's still the same sentence.

Then I have to ask, is there no way to take the banker by doing this?

Of course not, sitting on the bank is also risky.

If someone offered a sky-high price and Chunliulou couldn't get it out, then he would have to sell all of Chunliulou and hand it over to others.

The current owner of Chunliu Building used this method to occupy Chunliulou.

If you want to explode the bank, unless you have a fortune, no one will be able to come.

"unfair!"

At this moment, Zhang Yi frowned instead.

It seems that Chun Liulou is also taking risks, but in fact, if no one bids, he will be the one who suffers in the end.

"That's the way it is said, if no one bids, Chunliulou will give you an estimate of an ordinary price, but this is how the game is played, unless..."

When the old man said this, he looked at Zhang Yi and said half-jokingly: "Hey, if you think it's unfair, you can raise the price yourself."

That's what the old man said, but Zhang Yi shook the bell in his hand after hearing it.

"One hundred thousand!"

"You are crazy!!"

This time even the old man jumped up as if his butt was on fire.

Zhang Yi's move was not just about paying a high handling fee.

It offended Chun Liulou even more.

He also said casually that although the rules are like this, if he offends Chun Liulou, it's not worth it.

But Zhang Yi didn't think so, and viciously took a bite of the pastry in his hand.

"Do you want a handling fee, I will give it!
Can make me suffer from being dumb,
no! "

(End of this chapter)