The Xu family follows Taoism and seeks longevity

Chapter 330 The ‘Meteor Ticket’ is released! (Please subscribe!)
  Baocui Building, the weapon refining room in the backyard.

Next to a refining furnace that was one foot high, stood Xu Zhiyu and the refining master sent by his family.

"I want the magic weapon you refine to be the cheapest, but one that others can't imitate. Remember, the cheaper the better! After the refinement is completed, don't forget to add some of the magic weapon I brought from Taiyang. This strange material brought back from the building is used as an anti-counterfeiting mark. How about it? Are you confident that you can refine it?"

Glancing at the family weapon refiners surrounding him, he asked after finishing his request.

"Brother Nineteen, what is the specific use of the magic weapon you want to refine? Is it offensive, defensive, or auxiliary? You haven't made it clear yet, leaving us with no way to start! "Xu Zhixin opened his mouth to question. He thought the clan brother didn't explain clearly.

"Okay! My specific request is to refine a small piece of iron, on which three numbers can be easily engraved." He explained the idea in detail.

"That's all you need? That's too simple!"

After hearing what he said, a first-level mid-level weapon refiner in the family said it was a piece of cake. He immediately took out an irregular piece of amethyst material from the storage bag, and used a sharp knife to make the magic weapon in front of everyone. Cut it in half, then use a knife to carve three numbers on the cut surfaces and give it to him.

Looking at his clan brother who obviously didn't understand his intention, Xu Zhiyu smiled bitterly, and then patiently said:

"Brother, this method is indeed very simple, but have you ever thought about it? This kind of amethyst, which is worth at least three spirit stones, is still too expensive. Besides, there is no mark on it, so it can easily be faked. This kind of amethyst is worth at least three spirit stones. This method is not advisable!”

After listening to his words, everyone present fell silent and began to think about how to perfectly refine the magic weapon he requested.

After a quarter of an hour passed, Xu Zhixin took out a piece of dark green spiritual material that exuded weak spiritual energy from his storage bag. Xu Zhiyu recognized it at a glance. It was a semi-spiritual mineral commonly found in the world of immortality. It's called 'Turquoise', it's cheap, and it's generally used as an auxiliary material for first-order low-grade magic weapons.

He cursed with his left hand, causing the turquoise to slowly rise into the air, and a stream of real fire spurted out from the palm of his right hand. As soon as the turquoise touched the foundation-building real fire, it immediately reacted. Not only did it emit white smoke, but also the size of the It reduced at an extremely fast speed, and finally only a lump of solution the size of a thumb remained, which he then divided into two equal-sized groups.

After it cooled down, Xu Zhixin took the two iron blocks into his hands, and then squeezed them to form two iron pieces of the same size. Then he went to the box containing the materials brought back by Xu Zhiyu and stretched out his hand. Twist a handful, overlap the two iron pieces, and finally sprinkle the powder from the joint.

Because the powder of these materials was extremely fine, coupled with its corrosive properties of spiritual materials, they quickly moved down from the joint between the two iron sheets until they left identical marks on the two iron sheets. Then he randomly carved three different numbers on the back of the iron piece, and then handed the thing to Xu Zhiyu.

The clan brother's smooth movements opened his eyes. When he took it and took a look, he saw that the color of the iron piece was dark green, which was very pleasing. The three numbers engraved on the back were even more impressive. What satisfied him the most was the special The mark left by the material is amazing.

"Okay, Zhixin, you have solved a big problem. I will definitely report it to the family and give you credit. Now you can calculate, how much does it cost to make two iron pieces with the same mark? How much time does it take?" Xu Zhiyu was delighted. Exception, this problem has been solved, and the rest is easy to handle.

"If produced in large quantities, two thousand cards would only cost about three spirit stones!" Xu Zhixin lowered his head and thought for a while before replying. Several other weapon refiners also nodded frequently in agreement.

"Okay, in that case, Zhixin, Brother Clan has given you a task. Don't refine other magic weapons these days. Just concentrate on refining this matching iron piece. The more the better. If the turquoise is not enough, you Just tell Zhifeng and let him buy it for you."

"Yes, Brother Nineteen, don't worry if you leave it to us! If you go all out to refine it, there will be no problem in refining it in batches of at least 20,000 to 30,000 sets a day!"

Seeing that the tribesmen were very motivated, he encouraged them again and then left.

After passing through the backyard, he did not go to the hall of Baocui Building, but walked through the corridor and came to a side room connected to the hall. It was originally used as a warehouse, but he ordered the tribesmen to pack it out and Ten large cabinets were placed inside, each cabinet had countless small drawers, and corresponding numbers were engraved on the outside of the drawers, such as 'thirty-five, thirty, six', 'twenty, eight, seven' and so on. of.

Looking at the room full of cabinets, he nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked through the aisle to the hall. At this time, there were many guests in the hall, buying spiritual objects. It was very lively. He did not get involved in it, but After passing through the crowd, we came to the lounge on the other side of the hall, where Xu Zhifeng, the temporary person in charge of Baocui Building, worked.

"Zhifeng, how did you go about what I asked you to do?"

When he first entered the room, Xu Zhifeng noticed him. It was not that he was alert, but that the room was covered with a warning array.

"Brother Nineteen, I have arranged everything you mentioned! But do I think it is necessary to do this? Will it be too time-consuming and laborious?"

"Brother, what you said is wrong! If we want to do this business for a long time, we have to do this. Otherwise, people will think that our Xu family is operating behind the scenes, and over time, no monks will be willing to buy our 'Meteor Tickets'!"

He explained that after discussions between him and Xu Zhifeng, they finally decided to change the ‘lottery’ to ‘meteor ticket’, which would be more suitable for the occasion.

"Okay, I listen to Brother Nineteen! By the way, since our 'Meteor Tickets' will be issued in three days, then brother, have you thought about the rules for winning and redeeming the prizes? This is the top priority!"

Hearing this question from his clan brother, he smiled slightly and said confidently:
  "I have thought about this for a long time. Now I will explain it to you in detail. You can also read it in detail. If there is anything wrong, you can also raise it!"

After a pause, he continued:
  “Each purchase of a ‘Meteor Ticket’ costs two spiritual stones.

The awards are divided into five categories:

First Prize: The numbers in the front, middle and back areas can all match. The bonus is floating in nature and accounts for 75% of the total bonus for the current period. The single bet bonus is divided equally according to the bet. The maximum single bet limit is 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Second Prize: If all two numbers in the front and middle areas match, the bonus is fixed at three thousand spiritual stones.

Third Prize: If all the numbers in the front and back or middle and back areas match, the fixed bonus is five hundred spirit stones.

Fourth Prize: The numbers in the front area or any number in the middle area can be matched, and the fixed bonus is fifty spiritual stones.

Fifth Prize: The numbers in the back area can be matched, and the fixed bonus is ten spirit stones.

If the current winning ‘Meteor Ticket’ is redeemed and there are still spirit stones left in the prize pool, they will continue to accumulate until someone wins the big prize and the prize pool is drained. The rules for redeeming prizes are to redeem the tickets upon seeing them, and only recognize the votes but not the person.

These are all the rules. Do you understand, clan brother? "

After digesting the information for a while, Xu Zhifeng stared at him and asked:
  "Brother, the rules are quite clear, but I want to ask, what does the family earn? We have to use people and efforts for this 'Meteor Ticket', so we can't do it in vain, right?"

"Don't worry, brother, not only will your work not be in vain, but you can still make huge profits, because there is another rule, that is, our Xu family, as the issuer of 'Meteor Tickets', will at the end of every month, Take 10% from the prize pool as reward!”

"Hiss! Isn't this too dark?" Xu Zhifeng almost bit his tongue.

"Is it black? This is very fair. You haven't seen anything really black. At least we can't control the meteors in the sky, right?" Xu Zhiyu thinks that this method of pumping water is very good, and the family will definitely make a profit without losing money. .

"By the way, Zhifeng, I asked you to send people to find some casual cultivators to spread the news and build momentum for the 'Meteor Ticket'. Have you made arrangements?"

"Don't worry! Everything has been arranged. They are all casual cultivators under the control of the family's secret guards. There will definitely be no mistakes in their work. Moreover, I have also specially arranged some cultivators who will be there on the day when the 'Meteor Tickets' are officially released. Came to cheer.”

Hearing that his brother's arrangements were so thoughtful, he nodded with satisfaction. The two brothers chatted for a while. Seeing that his brother was busy with affairs, he said goodbye and left.

In a blink of an eye, the day for the issuance of the 'Meteor Tickets' came. Xu Zhiyu got up early, used the shape-changing technique to change his appearance and came to Fangshi Street. Three days had passed, and he wanted to hear for himself what the Fangshi monks said about their family. The attitude of issuing 'shooting star tickets'.

In line with the principle that wealth should not flow to outsiders, he went to the restaurant owned by his family, ordered a pot of spiritual wine and a Lingjiang crucian carp, and then began to pay attention to the words of the monks around him.

"Hey, brothers, have you heard about it? There are rumors that the Xu family is going to issue a new thing called 'Meteor Ticket'."

On a table next to him, three monks who were obviously dressed as casual cultivators were sitting, drinking and chatting, and the content was what he wanted to hear most. The person who just spoke was a middle-aged man with thinning hair.

"This matter is spreading so much now that it's hard not to know! I heard that the 'Meteor Ticket' is actually the same as the general gambling opening. It is regarded as the Xu family's decision. I heard that as long as you cast two spiritual stones, if you are lucky, you can win up to You can get a bonus of 10,000 spirit stones. I am very interested in this. When the sale starts tonight, I will join in the fun and spend two spirit stones to place a bet and try my luck!" followed him A mature monk at the table said this.

"Brother Liu, I advise you to be careful. I believe you have also heard of what happened to me. I was cheated by a gambler! The Taoist monk ran away with others, and I was also chased by debt collectors. I almost lost my life. This is a lesson learned from the past!" The last person to speak was a male cultivator with a sad face and missing an arm. He used himself as an example to dissuade his two companions.

"Brother Wang, you are too cautious! Didn't you get tricked back then? That's not called gambling, that's called cheating. People colluded to trick you. What can you do? But this time is different, the Xu family The 'Meteor Tickets' issued are said to be for guessing the number of meteors. You must also know that the number of meteors is unpredictable and there is no pattern at all. Whether you can guess it correctly depends entirely on the luck of the monks, and there is no such thing as a secret operation." The middle-aged man with thinning hair explained that he seemed to be equally interested in the 'Meteor Ticket'.

"I agree that there is no way to control this. Then will the Xu family hire monks who are proficient in Yishu to know the number of meteors falling from the sky in advance, so as to place heavy bets in order to win the big prize and divide the prize pool?" This is sitting on another table. On the table, a female cultivator who was drinking by herself raised a question.

"Absurd!" As soon as she finished her words, there was an angry voice, also a female voice, and she continued:

"It's not impossible to predict meteors from the sky, but it requires a very advanced monk to do it. At least it must be at the level of Jindan Daoist. Is there a Jindan Daoist in the Xu family? Besides, divination of heavenly secrets, There is a huge price to pay, usually at the expense of lifespan. Who do you think would be idle and calculating the number of meteors in the sky? Could it be that he himself died not fast enough?"

Hearing the scolding, the female cultivator who had spoken earlier turned red, stood up quickly, bowed to the second floor, and immediately paid and left.

Seeing this scene, Xu Zhiyu was a little amused. It turned out that the woman who left just now and the female cultivator who answered the call were all members of the Xu family in disguise, in order to dispel the doubts of the monks in the city and buy more of the Xu family's upcoming releases. 'Meteor Ticket'.

With the little incident just now adding fuel to the flames, more and more monks were discussing the Xu family's "Meteor Tickets" in the restaurant, and the scene became more and more lively. More monks also showed their willingness to try to buy it.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for the Xu family to sell "Meteor Tickets". At this time, Baocui Building was already surrounded. Some people came to buy "Meteor Tickets", but most of them came to watch the excitement, and the noise was non-stop. .

"Open the door! Didn't they say it will be sold on the ninth day of the new year? It's already the first hour of the first day of the new year!" Someone shouted, looking at the closed door.

"Yes, yes, open the door quickly!"

There were many echoing voices at the time.

"Zhifeng, are you ready?" Xu Zhiyu, standing in the hall, asked solemnly.

"Prepared!"

"Okay, Ji Zong, open the door of Baocui Building, and the sale of 'Meteor Tickets' will officially begin!"

"Yes, Uncle Nineteen!"

Following his order, the tribesmen who were still standing there all followed the order and began to stick to their posts.

"Creak!" As the door opened, hundreds of monks rushed in with a roar, and the scene suddenly became a bit chaotic. Under the strong guidance of the Xu clan members responsible for maintaining order, everyone finally formed five long queues, and each team was It was more than a mile long and extended to the street outside the store, while the monks standing nearby watching the excitement were pointing and saying something to the monks queuing up.

There were also five windows opened by the Xu family to sell ‘Meteor Tickets’. Following his signal, the sale of ‘Meteor Tickets’ officially began.

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