Douluo: My Martial Soul is a card

Chapter 25 You are teaching me how to do things!

in the afternoon.

The crazy crowd had already withdrawn, and the inside of the store was in a mess. Flender stood blankly at the door, looking up at the sky, still a little unbelievable in his heart.

Three hours, just three hours!
The original stock of soul guides in the store was completely sold out, and it even felt a little insufficient.

It was the first time in his life that he saw this kind of sales routine of buying clothes in exchange for drawing qualifications. The price of clothes increased by one-tenth of the original price, which was not considered a loss, and those soul guides were just a gimmick to attract customers. .

Everyone has the little problem of taking advantage of others. Think about it in another way, others can extract the soul tool and the golden soul coin prize, but why can't I?
If I haven’t drawn it now, it must be because the number of draws is not enough. If I draw a few more times, I will definitely have it. And once the big prize is drawn, not only will the money spent earlier be back, but I will also earn a lot of blood. egg!

With this kind of gambler mentality, a group of customers who were attracted by Flender, a strong soul sage, gradually lost their minds in the lottery, and then lost all their money.

The clothes sold in the shop are all bought from the major clothing stores in Soto City, and then sold at a higher price. This is simply a lucrative business.

Soto City is the economic center of the Barak Kingdom, and there are very few civilians living in the city, because the high consumption here is not affordable by the common people, and it cannot trap the common people, and even if the common people come to participate, manually give them Just draw a prize.

All in all, comfortable money earned!

"Then who, this is the money I earned today. As the initiator, it's not too much for me to take one-tenth of the event planning fee?" Looking at Flender who was standing silently at the door, Tang Lu patted him shoulder, and then handed over a storage soul guide.

This is the storage soul guide Flender gave Tang Lu in the morning to purchase goods and store clothes. The space inside is very large, almost equivalent to a small basketball court.

After receiving the soul tool, Flender raised his consciousness and glanced at the mountain of golden soul coins inside the soul tool.

Flender was taken aback, so many!
Looking at the posture, there are hundreds of thousands of pieces at least.

"Brother, you will be my big brother from now on. My younger brother has been suffering from no connections all these years, so he can only open a small shop in Soto City to support his family. Brother, you have to bring me to make a fortune together!" Flender grasped Tang Lu's hand, tearfully said.

"Ahem, it's not impossible." Tang Lu withdrew his hand with great effort, and coughed lightly.

Two men chattering in public, how decent is this!
"I'm still just a student, and everything should be focused on my studies." Tang Lu said seriously.

"Student?" Flender looked at Tang Lu thoughtfully.

At the age of twelve or thirteen, there are fluctuations in soul power, and it is this time period again.
"Xiao Liu, it's time to go, we've delayed long enough." At this time, the figures of Tang San and Xiao Wu appeared on the street outside.

"I should go, goodbye." Seeing this, Tang Lu immediately walked towards Tang San and the two of them, and waved to Flender.

"Goodbye!" There was a sincere smile on Flender's face. After waiting for so many years, he finally made him wait for a business genius.

With the joining of this little brother, why does Shrek Academy not be able to grow bigger and stronger?

Their Shrek Academy is strong and strong, there are many excellent teachers, and there are only a few excellent students. It is only a short of money before setting sail!
Go out from the south gate of Suotuo City and walk all the way forward, half an hour later.

"Little San and Sixth brothers, look quickly, there is a small village over there!" Standing on the top of a small hill, the little dancer set up an awning and looked into the distance.

About a mile in front of the three of them, there was a small village about the size of Holy Soul Village, surrounded by a wooden fence, and at the entrance of the village, there were quite a few people queuing up.

"We seem to have arrived." Tang Lu touched his nose.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's finally here!" Xiao Wu jumped out like flying, and after a few ups and downs, she had already run nearly one-third of the distance.

"Who will arrive at the entrance of the village first?" Turning his head to look at Tang Lu, Tang San raised his eyebrows.

"If you are not afraid of losing, just compare!" Tang Lu smiled.

"Let's go!" After the words fell, Tang San disappeared on the spot with a swish, stepping on the ghost shadow fan's footsteps, and his figure quickly chased Xiao Wu.

As for Tang Lu, he looked at his legs entwined by the blue silver grass, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This.
When Tang Lu came to the entrance of the village, Xiao Wu and Tang San were already queuing up, and in front of them, there were about dozens of teenagers and girls in their twelfth and thirteen years, all accompanied by their parents.

Looking forward, at the entrance of the village, there is a big tree that can only be hugged by three adult men hand in hand. The lush canopy is a good place for shade.

There was a long table under the tree, behind which lay an old man who looked over 60 years old, and on the trunk next to him, stood a plaque with five large characters 'Shrek Academy' written on it.

"Brother Six~" Seeing Tang Lu approaching, Xiao Wu's face showed a look of dumbfounding.

At first, I thought that the academies recommended by the master to reject many famous intermediate soul master academies always have their reasons, and no matter how bad they are, they should be some very distinctive academies. However, after seeing the real situation of Shrek Academy at this moment, Xiao Wu's My heart is a little broken.

This is too broken!
"Okay, if you come here, you will be at ease. As the third brother is a disciple of the master, the master will not even deceive his own students, right?" Tang Lu rubbed Xiao Wu's head and said. "As the saying goes, if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and if the water is not deep, there will be dragons, so let's talk about it."

"Oh, that's the only way to go. I'm sure I won't be able to catch up with the registrations from other colleges when I go back now." Xiao Wu pouted and wrote the word 'dissatisfied' on her pretty face.

At this time, there were dozens of people in front of the three of them, many of whom had the same thoughts as Xiao Wu, and some parents even complained aloud.

All kinds of discussions kept coming and going, and even two people who couldn't accept it had already left the venue early.

Regarding all of this, the old man who sat behind the desk and was responsible for accepting student registrations completely ignored it, looking completely leisurely.

It doesn't look like they are here to receive students, but more like they are here to dawdle.

At this time, a teenager, led by his father, lined up at the old man's desk.

"The registration fee is ten gold soul coins, just put it in that box." The old man lay on the recliner without even opening his eyes.

The accompanying father hastily and respectfully took out the money that had been prepared in advance, and threw it into the box next to it with three big characters 'registration fee'.

"Stretch out a hand!" the old man said again.

Hearing this, the boy hastily passed his hand over.

Putting one hand on the young man's wrist, the old man gently twirled his beard and pondered for a while. "You are too old to go back."

The boy was stunned, while the father accompanying him said with a smile on his face. "Teacher, my child just celebrated his 13th birthday the day before yesterday. In fact, he is still talented. Look."

"I said you can go back. Can't you understand what people say? The rule of the academy is that no one over the age of 13 will be accepted, and I'm not the dean. Will it work if I say it?" the old man said impatiently.

"You are the teacher who is in charge of accepting student registrations. You said that it doesn't matter who you want to deceive? If you don't accept it, you won't accept it. We don't care about your broken academy." The clay figurine was still angry, and the child's father immediately became angry. "Here, please refund the registration fee!"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" The old man's face darkened, and he slapped the table in front of him with a slap. Six spirit rings rose up from his body, one white, one yellow, three purple, and one black.

"Once the registration fee is collected, it will not be refunded. If anyone refuses to accept it, you can come to the old man to argue!"

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