Huangba Six Realms: Traveling through the world

Chapter 74 The Mysterious Man (15)

Feng Zhuoxi smiled: "Did the shopkeeper see clearly? They are similar, but don't mistake them. Are you sure this storage ring is something sold in your shop?"

The shopkeeper said: "That's right, I remember every valuable item I sold. A storage ring of three thousand gold is not a small amount, and the small ones are naturally remembered clearly."

Feng Zhuoling took a step forward, and said very proudly: "See what else you have to say now? Father, everything has come to light. Please father to be a witness. Ten strokes of stick, not less."

Feng Chaoyun frowned, just as he was about to say that he would do it, suddenly Feng Zhuoxi said: "The shopkeeper said that this item was sold by Zhenbaozhai, that's really strange."

Feng Zhuoling sneered: "Now that we have witnesses, you still want to deny it?"

"Oh, it's not that I want to deny it, it's just that there are still questions that I haven't asked clearly. What's the hurry, little sister? Even if it's death, let me die to understand, right?"

"Okay, I'll make you understand! Ask again!"

Feng Zhuoxi really asked: "Shopkeeper, since this is a rare item sold in your store, you must know what marks are on it. I want to ask you, there is a mark on this storage ring , can you tell where it is?"

The shopkeeper was a little surprised, took a look at Ouxiang, gritted his teeth and said, "Well... I'm old, so it's normal that I can't see some minor flaws clearly."

"Yes, what the shopkeeper said is also reasonable. How long have you been in this business?"

"It's been 45 years."

"It's been 45 years, so it's an old hand at it."

"Experts dare not say it, but it is indeed experienced."

"Since this is the case, the shopkeeper must know about Gou Hongzi, the master of making things."

The shopkeeper has been in business for decades, and has already heard the hidden meaning in those words. He just felt cold sweat and his voice was a little weak: "Yes, Master Gouhongzi's works are all priceless treasures. Small ones I have never seen many of them in my life.”

"Although you haven't seen it, you should know that the utensils made by Gou Hongzi will have his unique mark on them, right?"

"That's right, every piece of utensils made by Master Gouhongzi is marked with a drop of his blood, so no one can imitate them."

Feng Zhuoxi nodded, took off the ruby ​​storage ring on the thumb of her left hand, and gently handed it to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, please take a look, is the imprint on it from Master Gouhongzi?" Keep?"

The shopkeeper fell limply to the ground with a snort, cold sweat trickled down his fat and white cheeks, and he could hardly speak: "Small... small..."

Feng Zhuoxi said: "Just now you said that it was sold in your store for three thousand gold. But as far as I know, this thing needs at least thirty thousand gold. It was not only made by Master Gouhongzi himself , even the material is the deep-sea red emerald that he dug out from the bottom of the East China Sea with his own hands. In your store, you sold something worth [-] gold for [-] gold. !"

The shopkeeper was about to cry at this time: "It's the little one who is confused, the little one is the little one who actually doesn't remember anything. I really don't remember anything...Really, the little one...the little one doesn't know why talking nonsense here..."

(End of this chapter)