Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 3062 On the cultivation of profiteers
In one night, there were at least a hundred gods who wanted to penetrate into the house.

However, this room is blessed with a special magic circle. Once the spiritual power outside touches the magic circle, it will send out warning yellow lights in the room.

Wu Song and Yan Qing were nervous all night, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after dawn.

In this restaurant, no one dares to mess around.

A person who can run such a large restaurant in these two worlds must have a lot of backing behind him.

These spirit stones that Song Yuchan spent now seem to have not been in vain.

She slept comfortably on the bed, and she had to let Caiyi accompany her to sleep.

A big girl hugged her regardless of her appearance, her saliva came out, and her arm was dripped in her colorful clothes.

This water bed made of cowhide, sleeping on it is like sleeping on the water, which makes people feel more comfortable.

Song Yuchan even planned to buy one to take with her, and exchanged her own wooden bed after returning home.

After waking up, she washed up and asked Caiyi to make an appointment with the owner of the restaurant.

Not long after Caiyi left, she came back and asked Song Yuchan and the others to go upstairs to talk.

The restaurant owner's room is at the top of the restaurant.

Instead of climbing stairs, there is a box that can be raised and lowered.

As long as you sit inside, the box, which is as tall as a person, will automatically go up.

Song Yuchan looked carefully, the box was pulled by a rope.

There is a special mechanism on it, as long as the mechanism is pressed, the big box will automatically go up.

Song Yuchan was really surprised by this strange thing.

Some of them compete with the mechanism techniques of the Chinese Mohists.

The decoration on the roof of this building is even more luxurious. The aisle on the ground is paved with wooden boards, and thick fur is also added on it.

Various decorations are hung on the walls on both sides of the aisle, some are the feathers of rare and exotic animals, and some are directly placed with the heads of rare animals.

There are precious stones inlaid on it, and the top of the head is made of crystal.

The golden light is shining, and the arrogance is compelling.

This kind of decoration, which is completely different from China, really feasted Song Yuchan's eyes, secretly thinking that the people here are really not reserved enough.

These gold, silver, and precious stones are posted outside in such a grandiose manner that they are not afraid of being missed by others.

Caiyi rang the bell on a doorway, and the heavy wooden door popped open.

Caiyi beckoned Song Yuchan in with a timid face, and waited outside with Wu Song and Yan Qing.

Song Yuchan entered the room and glanced left and right.

The decoration inside this room is even more luxurious than the outside. The walls and floor are also inlaid with gold, silver and precious stones, and paved with fur.

On one wall is a huge bookshelf, more than ten meters high, next to the ceiling, densely packed with books.

Below the wall, there is a wall-mounted stove.

There are burning pine branches inside, and it smells faintly of pine nuts.

Beside the fireplace, there is something like a couch.

Caiyi seemed to have mentioned to Song Yuchan last night that this thing is called a sofa.

An old man less than one meter tall, wearing a fur coat, with a white beard and a pointed hat.

With glass-framed eyes on his face, holding a thick book in his hand, he stared at Song Yuchan for a long time.

Song Yuchan was very surprised. She thought this boss was a vicious person, at least two meters tall, the kind of big man with explosive muscles.

Who knew, he turned out to be a dwarf.

The man raised his eyes, stretched out his hand to greet her and said, "Dear guest, sit here!"

He could speak the Chinese language, although it was very blunt.

In this city, Song Yuchan and the others are all learning and selling, and they can speak the language here.

She smiled and sat down on the sofa opposite the old man.

There is a chair wrapped in fur and something is placed under it. It is very comfortable to sit on.

Song Yuchan leaned on it and asked the old man, "Are you the master here?"

The old man nodded.

Song Yuchan smiled and said, "To be honest, I'm very surprised."

The old man laughed, "Many people have said that. They think that we dwarves don't deserve these things. However, it is true."

He was not angry, and spoke in a very calm tone, as if an elder was saying a very common thing.

He and Song Yuchan asked, "Look at your outfits, are you from China?"

"Do you know Shenzhou?"

Song Yuchan was surprised.

The old man held up the books in his hands and said, "I know it from these books. I like reading books. Books from all over the world are collected here. There are detailed introductions to different people, different cultures, and different languages. I have admired Shenzhou for a long time, but I have never had the chance to visit it.”

Song Yuchan smiled and said, "Then you should go and have a look, it's a very beautiful place. It's rich and beautiful, completely different from the scenery here."

The old man said with longing, "Have a chance!"

Song Yuchan sighed with him and got down to business, "Did Caiyi tell you clearly the purpose of my visit this time?"

The old man nodded, picked up the black thing called coffee on the table and handed it to Song Yuchan.

He also picked up a cup, took a sip, and said, "That child told me everything, but I'm a businessman. Since you want to redeem yourself with her, I will still bid you at the market price, and I won't do you any favors." offers."

"Business is business, this is natural!"

Song Yuchan nodded and took a sip of the coffee.

It was so bitter that she frowned.

The old man smiled and said, "If you feel bitter, you can put some sugar!"

He added some to his cup, and pushed the sugar cup towards Song Yuchan.

Didn't you say it earlier?
Song Yuchan muttered, and added some to her cup.

The taste really became very palatable, after drinking it, the throat becomes soft, sweet, with a mellow taste.

"Delicious!"

She praised, and made the old man amused, "Of course it's delicious. This coffee is the best variety we have here. It's called Goddess' Kiss. ​​It blooms every ten years and bears fruit every ten years. Such a cup can be sold for a thousand A spirit stone."

Song Yuchan raised her eyebrows, the price was really unusual.

The old man said to her, "Did you know? Those butterfly girls can make wine for us and greet guests for us. They are the most sought-after goods in this city. As long as they are auctioned, they will be snatched up quickly."

Song Yuchan thought to herself that although the old man looked harmonious, he was very shrewd in what he said.

He said that, nothing more than wanting to take the opportunity to raise the price.

However, Song Yuchan was ready to be slaughtered, and asked him, "How many spirit stones do you plan to ask for?"

The old man smiled and stretched out his finger, "One hundred thousand spirit stones, you can take them away at any time."

"One hundred thousand?"

Although Song Yuchan was well prepared, she was still taken aback by this profiteer.

One hundred thousand spirit stones, this is a number that ordinary monks can't even imagine in a lifetime.

Although Song Yuchan wasn't short of money, she didn't spend it like this.

She and the old man asked, "Can't it be less? It's just a maid. How did I hear that their market price is only three to five hundred spirit stones?"

The old man said with a sly look in his eyes, "My distinguished guest, you are right. To me, they are just ordinary maids. But to you, they are a destined person, a person worthy of help." Friend. I've already set the price for you, it's up to you to agree or not, and I won't force you."

"Yes, you are right!"

Song Yuchan forced a smile, which can be regarded as gaining insight.

A real profiteer will not write treacherous words on his face, he will act very friendly, making you mistakenly think he is a friend, a relative, or an elder.

Then, when you trust him, he will give you a hard knife, stabbing you with no temper.

However, Song Yuchan was really curious.

What do these people want so many spirit stones for?

Looking at the appearance of the old man, he doesn't look like a monk, and there is no trace of mental fluctuations on his body!

(End of this chapter)