This game is too cruel

Lu Qiqi's words silenced everyone in the Yantu tribe.

There is a ridiculous feeling of guilty conscience.

Wait, they don't really have a deal with the evil god, do they?

Lu Qiqi paid special attention to the expressions of the Yantu tribesmen, but there was no information about their emotions at this time.

"This is the first time for the Yantu clan leader to come to our tribe. I will show you around first."

She said with a smile.

To the leader of the Yantu clan, this smile looked like a cunning fox with a lot of bad water in his belly.

But the leader of the Yantu clan really can't do anything to her now.

He looked through the city wall and saw the towering buildings in the city: "What is that?"

"The statue of Nuwa from our tribe."

Lu Qiqi answered in an evasive manner, "Let's be grand."

"Since it's so impressive, why not show us a closer look."

The Yantu tribesmen were not embarrassed at all when they said this, but the industrial park in the tribe had not been separated yet, so how could Lu Qiqiu take them in for a walk.

"The Nuwa Statue is the sacred symbol of the Nuwa tribe. Generally, outsiders are not allowed to visit. Except for people from our own tribe, others who want to visit must wait until the specific time when the statue is open to the public."

“What is the specific time?”

The specific time means whatever time Lu Qiqiu said.

The smile on her face did not change when she was asked, "The Yantu tribe leader wants to pay homage to our god, but he can actually do it by joining our tribe. Our Nuwa tribe has always welcomed everyone with an inclusive attitude."

But how is this possible.

None of the Yantu people said a word when they heard this.

"Since no one is interested in joining our tribe, let me take you to the trading market first."

Lu Qiqi said with a smile, and then took them to the center, the core and the largest shop in the trading market.

This house is fully twice the size of other pavilions, and the construction process of the house is also more delicate. The walls were scraped smooth with tools, and the door was paved with pebbles.

"This is the best house in our trading market. Only powerful tribes that are stronger than ordinary tribes can use this house."

people.

It's all about vanity.

When Lu Qiqiu finished speaking, the people of the Yantu tribe subconsciously felt that this house belonged to them.

"This house is definitely better than an average place."

The leader of the Yantu Tribe nodded, "We want it."

Lu Qiqi's smile became even brighter: "You are very discerning. The rent for this house is 50 slaves a month."

"what?"

The Yantu people were quite satisfied with the house at first, but when they found out the rental price, they immediately felt that it was not beautiful.

You must know that in the spring fair they hold, 10 slaves can be considered as a place to set up stalls, and they can stay wherever they want for as long as they want.

Lu Qiqi certainly knew that they thought it was expensive, and she didn't shy away from it: "Yes. This is also the most expensive shop. Because the location is the best, the place is the largest, and the status of the guests who live here is also the most precious.

Of course, we still have a lot of ordinary shops, and 4 slaves can be rented for 30 days.

Do you need me to take you to see it? ” ˜ ˜ The most commonly used provocation method in sales, if you change it as a player, you will definitely see through it at a glance.

But the people of the Yantu tribe can’t do that.

They are simple, think little, and save face. For this reason, they were like stressed pigs, jumping into the trap designed by Lu Qiqi, "Don't look any further, we want this place. It's just 50 slaves. Others can't afford it. I, the Salt Earth Tribe, will give it to me." I can afford it.”

"Ok."

Lu Qiqi looked at these wrongdoers with a bright smile and took them to check in.

Today’s winner: Lord Lord.

Today’s wrongdoer: the Salt Soil Tribe.

After the leader of the Yantu clan placed an order with passion, he calmed down and always felt that something was wrong. The shops of other tribes only have 4 slaves; although this shop is larger, why is it worth 50 slaves?

It is only twice the size of an ordinary store.

Didn't Lu Qiqi deliberately trick them?
  The leader of the Yantu clan thought about it in hindsight. The more he thought about it, the less worth buying this place. However, at this moment, a group of people came to the door of their shop.

The leader of the Yantu tribe was getting angrier and angrier at first, and he became even more unhappy when he saw that the person coming was a member of the Nuwa tribe. With a straight face, he asked: "What are you doing here?"

"We are here to provide follow-up services to Louwang Shop."

This was of course Lu Qiqi's instruction.

For VIP customers, the most important thing is to provide them with additional services to make them feel value for money. So when ordinary shops only have an empty room, they prepare good hay mattresses, wooden tables and stools, fired clay teapots, water cup sets and an oil lamp made of pork + cotton rope for VIP customers.

When these things are placed in the shop, it immediately becomes confusing.

The head of the Yantu tribe frowned, wondering what the Nuwa tribe was doing: "We didn't buy these things."

"This is an additional service only available when renting a Tianzihao store. You can rest assured that there will be no additional charges."

The leading clan member spoke, then took out a wooden sign from his arms and handed it to the leader of the Yantu tribe: "This is the bank's VIP ID card. Please keep it. This is the first VIP ID card currently sold by our bank. , you are welcome to visit and transact at the bank.”

bank.

It's diagonally opposite their store.

Originally, Lu Qiqiu wanted to take them in to have a look, but when he heard that the supplies were exchanged for a useless crystal coin, the Yantu clan leader sneered.

Now he has no interest in this bank.

However, because of the subsequent gifts from the Nuwa tribe and their humble service, the Yantu chief had an extra harvest, and his inner feeling of being at a disadvantage faded away. He lowered his head and glanced at the wooden sign that was delivered to him. The surface had been polished smooth, and the word "Bank" was engraved on it (of course he didn't recognize it).

This did not prevent him from finding the patterns on it strange and somewhat beautiful.

The bank is so close.

After all, he couldn't hold back and stepped into this place with the wooden sign.

The bank is actually quite lively.

There were many people lined up in several lines, and from their conversations he learned what "wages" these people were receiving. Everyone happily got some crystal coins from the bank. Some people exchanged the crystal coins for salt, and some people took the crystal coins away directly.

Everyone was waiting in line to handle business, and the leader of the Yantu Tribe was received by a dedicated person as soon as he entered.

"Welcome distinguished guests."

The leader of the Yantu Tribe was led to the VIP seat next door with loud welcomes. Under everyone's gaze, he drank tea while enjoying 2 people serving him.

Privilege can bring people a sense of vanity at times like this.

Even though the Yantu tribe was extremely disgusted with the Nuwa tribe because of their salt business, he had to admit that at this moment, he found the Nuwa tribe quite pleasing to his eye. (End of chapter)