Super Useless System

Peng Xiaoshuai had an 'I'm the most amazing' look on his face. His words were full of pride, but they were indeed effective, and after those scholars heard them, they had no way to refute him.

Right now, an awkward situation had occurred. Those who had courage did not have money, while those who had money did not have the courage to do so. The entire situation was immediately in a deadlock.

At this time, a burst of laughter broke the deadlock, and the fatty who was disguised as a member stood up and laughed: "All the children are one family, and now that our Confucianism Sect has been humiliated, we, the Shang family, naturally cannot sit idly by.

Although I do not dare to be hostile towards Second Young Master, but if we are competing in terms of money, then I am not afraid. Since we already said just now that it was the first night of the auction, then everyone should compete fairly.

After Peng Xiaoshuai heard this, he looked at this fellow and said: "You're clearly a merchant, what are you trying to do here? As far as I know, those scholars call you stinking of copper.

But you're right, I'm not a bully, so we might as well have a fight to see who has more money.

"Tonight, all the servants will be packing their bags and auctioning them together. Not only will I buy their first night, I will also buy their bodies as well. Give me their starting price."

The old procuress's eyes widened. She did not expect this to be the case. She secretly calculated that this was a chance to make a fortune.

However, this old woman knew her limits. She knew that she couldn't afford to offend this young master, so he didn't bid as high as a lion but offered a price of 100 thousand.

Peng Xiaoshuai laughed and said: "100 thousand gold is not a lot, I wonder what your name is, defeating a nameless person is not interesting at all?"

The guard laughed and said: "My name is Zhang Defang, and I'm quite famous in the Shang family. I probably won't disgrace young master, why don't I bid 200 thousand first."

Peng Xiaoshuai very casually curled his lips and said: "You call that throwing bricks to the ground, you really throw out a broken brick, I don't like to grind it bit by bit, that's too boring, people below, get out of my way."

Even though they didn't know what those fellows were thinking, they still made way for him. With a flick of his hand, golden light flashed in the air.

With a loud rumble, a small mountain of gold crashed into the ground. All of the youth on the ground was smashed into smithereens, causing dust to fly into the air.

However, at this time, no one spoke and no one felt dirty either, mainly because they were intimidated by the other party.

Peng Xiaoshuai smiled and said: "I don't know how much gold mountain there is either. Everyone says that the Shang Clan's people are especially good at doing business.

Zhang Defang immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He really wanted to slap himself in the face. Wasn't this just bad luck? Why did he jump out? This time, he really lost a lot of face.

His face was red and swollen, but this guy was an outstanding businessman. He carefully sized up the golden mountain.

Then he said without hesitation, "Although I don't know how good this gold mountain is. However, this scale alone was worth at least ten million yuan.

Second Young Master is really generous, I cannot help but be unconvinced, but according to what I know, the great general has always been pure and honest, I wonder where this gold mountain came from? "

Peng Xiaoshuai looked down at him from above, and said with a look of contempt: "You can be considered an honest businessman, but your question in the end was not wise.

Let me tell you the way of business, that is to do business without evils, as long as there is a source, why do you care about its origins? If one wanted to become a great merchant, the first rule was to feed their conscience to the dogs.

The second is to be able to yield and submit. I know that your merchant has many banks, and I am your biggest customer.

You should be waving your tail at me like a dog right now, not asking me where this mountain came from. It is His Majesty who should ask me.

"So even if you are famous in the business world, you will only be like this for the rest of your life. If you want to become a renowned rich businessman in this world, how far is that?"

Zhang De Fang's face was flushed red, but his heart was filled with emotion. Second Young Master's words were filled with wisdom, and that was his greatest weakness.

His father had said the same thing back then. If he had a brother, all of his businesses wouldn't be passed on to him because he wasn't a qualified businessman.

Peng Xiaoshuai swept his eyes across the crowd and said with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "I know what all of you scholars are thinking. You must be thinking of joining up and writing a book to sue my father for being greedy for money.

A middle-aged man said loudly, "You, the prodigal son, still know? The total salary of a great general these years was probably only one mountain of gold!

[You can probably take it out casually. Don't tell me there's something wrong with it?] The Great General must give an explanation to the world, otherwise how can we convince the masses? "

Peng Xiaoshuai raised his hand and threw out a gold bar, directly smashing this fellow into a bloody mess. After that, he said disdainfully, "This gold bar is your medical expenses, you've earned a lot.

The thing that I hate the most is you Confucian Scholars, barking like dogs all day long, yet unable to create any value at all, you actually raise a bunch of rice bugs.

At the very least, they were quiet. If they let all of you become officials, would there still be peace in this world?

Now let me tell you, do you think that an official of my father's rank relied on his salary to stop your ignorant thoughts?

How naive, I went to ask Ma Qiu who was sitting opposite to me, the Prince Consort of the Dynasty, where did his family get the money from? Would the salary be enough to support this family?

Furthermore, Yin Xingming shouldn't be able to earn money by yourself by going in and out of the private rooms, it should be the Confucianism Sect's money. If you Confucian Scholars aren't producing things, where did the money come from? "

His words were loud and clear, leaving the scholars speechless. Especially the two opposite him, they felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

Ma Qiu and Yin Xingming were also secretly resentful in their hearts. They hated the fact that these Scholars below them would scream and scream blindly all day long, so how could the great general's son be provoked by them?

He didn't want to move a beancake. Considering his character, he wanted to write a joint letter to impeach the great general. He didn't know if he should live or die. His Majesty's rewards to the great general were more than limited to this mountain of gold.

As for the commanders of the remaining legions, which of them didn't get paid? If it was only the salaries alone, these people would have starved to death long ago.

The guy who had his head smashed had an angry look on his face, but his hands were holding the gold bars tightly. In fact, he was actually overjoyed.