Crane Chong dressed as a villain and a foolish king

Tian Yi and the others took a few steps forward and solemnly saluted Zhuang Heng. Because Zhuang Heng hinted not to reveal Xiao Lang's identity, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and ignore Xiao Lang, shouting to Zhuang Heng in unison: "Welcome to the Immortal Lord!"

The few people were stunned to create a murderous aura. This battle shocked everyone around. Except for Zhuang Heng, the rest were ordinary people, low-level farmers who had no chance to receive education. There are many people with ideas, but most of them are easy to be dominated by herd mentality. Seeing Tian Yi and the others kneel down, they also bow down one after another, with expressions of awe hard to hide.

Zhuang Heng asked them to stand up with a smile, with one hand behind his back and the other in front of his body, and he walked through the crowd calmly with his posture. As his "disciple", Xiao Lang naturally followed closely, everyone looked at him quietly, They were all overwhelmed by the bearing of the two of them, and they dared not breathe.

Zhuang Heng randomly looked at all kinds of living creatures they brought, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, everything, but it only took half a day yesterday, the number is not large, and many people did not understand the requirements.

"The fish has turned white, the old man took it home and cooked it himself."

"The rabbit was injured by the trap, right? I don't want the injured ones, you take them back and deal with them yourself."

"You wild goose... oh... your wings are broken, don't want it."

Zhuang Heng didn't look at all of them, and specifically picked out the problematic ones to say a few words. Some people present looked at their products that might not be up to standard, and sighed with bitter faces, while some looked at their good-looking products, and their faces were full of joy. and look forward to.

Zhuang Heng walked out of the crowd after turning around, raised his hand under the curious eyes of everyone, and took out a large glass bowl from his sleeve. The illusion of Qiankun successfully attracted a sound of inhalation, then he handed the bowl to Xiao Lang, and said with a smile: "Apprentice..."

Xiao Lang: "..."

Tian Yi and the others quickly lowered their heads, pretending that they had lost their eyes and ears.

Xiao Lang was dazzled by the smile on his face, lowered his eyes and obediently reached out to take the glass bowl.

Zhuang Heng hung one hand over the bowl, as if throwing something, and then he twisted his fingers slightly, and the Lu Guobai copper coins fell from the palm of his hand like a stream of water, and fell into the bowl with a "crash".

There was a sound of exclamation all around. Everyone looked at the transparent glass bowl, saw the coins piled higher and higher in the bowl, and heard the crisp and pleasant impact sound, their eyes widened nervously and excitedly, and their dark faces were flushed red. .

Zhuang Heng handed the bowl to Tian Yi: "Purchase according to the set price, and don't accept unqualified ones."

The crowd suddenly boiled.

A thin and dark young man in the crowd looked at the dead fish in his bucket. At first, he waited in line for a while with a fluke mentality. Later, he found that the unqualified ones were indeed not accepted, so he left the line and turned back. Home, he ran faster and faster, and it didn't take long to reach a village not far from the valley.

Several people were digging the fields in the village, and when they saw him, they immediately surrounded him.

"Yo, the fish didn't sell? I just said it was a lie. How can it be such a good thing? The price of the fish is higher than the price we bought in the city. You got golden bumps that day. "

"Goofy, go back and farm well. Your old lady is waiting for money to buy medicine, so don't delay."

The young man said unconvinced: "I'm not lying, my fish is dead, and the lord doesn't want it. Others who haven't come back are waiting to sell there. I won't tell you. I'll go to the river net to get some live ones."

"You child, what can you do if you delay the spring plowing? Plant the land well and don't follow those crooked ways."

The young man ran away: "Don't delay, more selling points can catch up with the harvest of the field for a year."

The person next to him shook his head and sighed: "How is it possible? Alas!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in rags and tattered clothes came running from a distance, and the man started to shout from a long distance: "Osmanthus fragrans! Osmanthus fragrans! Look what I brought back! Xianjun took the end I hunted!" Wild boar! Twice the market price!"

A woman ran out of the house with a happy smile: "Is it really sold?"

The man took out a pouch from his pocket and handed it to her, and then took out another oil-paper bag, and said cheerfully, "I met a picker on the road, and I saw that the pastries he made were the same as those eaten by rich people in the city, so I bought a few pieces." I’ll give you a taste when I come back, don’t feel bad, we can afford it, and tomorrow I’ll go up the mountain to catch some rabbits and birds.”

After finishing speaking, the man shouted to the stunned people beside him: "What are you still doing, hurry up and make money!"

Those few people were skeptical at first, but not long after, a few people came back, most of them were red-faced, and occasionally a few dejected ones only said they regretted it, blamed themselves for being careless, and didn't take Xianjun's request seriously, but Then he cheered up and said, the whole family must be dispatched tomorrow. Doing business with Xianjun is much easier than farming!

An old man held his hoe and said worriedly: "You don't plant the land, which delays the spring plowing. When you come to collect grain in autumn, what do you hand in? What do you eat when winter comes?"

Someone smiled and squeezed the purse in his hand: "What are you afraid of, wait until I sell more things to Xianjun, not to mention this year, tomorrow's expenses will be enough, if you want food, go to the city or elsewhere to buy it."

As the sun gradually set to the west, more and more villagers ran back to the village from the valley. The nearby villages began to discuss the sale of the fairy king, and more people decided to join the hunting and fishing army.

At the same time, there are still many people staying in the valley. These people are all dispatched from the family. They are not in a hurry to go home to announce the good news like others. In addition, they are very curious about Xianjun, so they stay to watch the fun. After all, Xianjun His reputation has already spread, but his actions are too down-to-earth, which is a bit different from the exiled fairy who doesn't care about world affairs in everyone's mind. Everyone is inevitably curious about how real this fairy is.

The specific operation of the transaction was handed over to Tian Yi and others. Zhuang Heng didn't have to do anything himself, so he just stood aside and watched.

Seeing that the Lu Guo coins in the glass bowl were getting less and less, Xiao Lang leaned over to Zhuang Heng, and said in a low voice: "Is the silver still enough? If it's not enough, we'll go back to the palace to get it."

Last night Xiao Lang's medicinal meal was eaten by the clone. After his identity was exposed, Zhuang Heng was angry that he didn't take his body seriously, so he cooked another one and took him back to the palace. He personally supervised his body to eat it again before giving up .

Xiao Lang wanted to make him happy, but at the moment he didn't know how to do it. After much deliberation, he thought about the IOUs in his space, so he asked someone to bring out a pile of gold from the private treasury and bring it to him: "You can use this gold to pay off the debt. Not enough? If not, I'll take some more."

Zhuang Heng's eyes widened in surprise: "How do you know I'm in debt?"

Xiao Lang lowered his eyes: "I saw the IOU from you."

Zhuang Heng felt a little ashamed, cleared his throat to cover up his embarrassment: "I don't need you..."

Xiao Lang lowered his head and kissed him hard on his lips, blocking his words. After a long while, he pulled away and said in a low voice: "Don't you still want to buy living things from those villagers? You are already penniless, what are you getting?" Buy? You are doing all this for me, not to mention private treasury, you should get it from the national treasury, but getting it from the national treasury is more cumbersome, if you are in a hurry to use it, don’t delay.”

Zhuang Heng took a breath, turned his eyes away: "I..."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Xiao Lang directly carried a pile of gold ingots into the space, found his vault, and threw the gold coins into it.

Zhuang Heng saw a string of zeros jumping out like a long tail behind the number of Jinjiang coins displayed on the balance: "..."

ai sighed: [This is the richest money maker I have ever seen! ]

Seeing that Zhuang Heng was about to speak again, Xiao Lang quickly cupped his face and kissed him hard: "Don't refuse me."

Zhuang Heng: "You..."

Xiao Lang blocked his words with a kiss again.

Zhuang Heng's breath was unsteady, and when he let go, he quickly raised his hand to press his mouth, and became angry from embarrassment: "You let me finish my sentence!"

Xiao Lang looked at him with burning eyes, and kissed his palm again.

The hot and humid touch was like a lightning strike, Zhuang Heng trembled violently, and quickly teleported back to the building while his mind was still awake.

Xiao Lang naturally also followed, accepted as soon as he saw a good deal, behaved well and did not make any more intimacy, only asked with concern: "Is it enough to pay off the debt?"

Zhuang Heng couldn't get up and down, almost choked to death, and said tiredly: "Enough is enough, okay, I will keep it first, and I will pay you back slowly later."

Xiao Lang frowned, dissatisfied with the word "repay", but Zhuang Heng had a modern view of love, and didn't think there was anything wrong with his words, so he accepted the money for the time being, and calculated the balance, it was enough to repay the debt, The remaining two or three days should be enough.

Facts have proved that he made a good estimate. When everything is collected, the Lu currency exchanged from the system is almost exhausted, which is in line with the daily budget.

He shook his head to Xiao Lang: "Don't take it for now, it's enough."

There were still quite a few villagers staying around, and they all looked at them curiously, and someone boldly asked, "Why did Xianjun buy so many living things?"

Zhuang Heng smiled: "Xiandao is too deserted, I want to be more lively."

Someone asked again: "Isn't the fairy island far away? With so many things, how can I bring them back?"

Zhuang Heng didn't answer directly. He bent down and grabbed a live fish from the bucket and sent it to the lake in the system space. Then he picked up the bucket directly and sent all the fish and shrimps in the bucket into the space. The purchased living creatures such as small beasts were also sent into the space.

Everyone witnessed the disappearance of those living things and their tools out of thin air, and they were extremely shocked. How could they dare to doubt Xianjun's ability? rush home.

Zhuang Heng succeeded in fooling around, and left the valley after the crowd dispersed, and returned to the building with Xiao Lang.

Just as Zhuang Heng stepped into the gate of the courtyard, he almost collided with Mr. Cheng who was rushing towards him. Fortunately, Xiao Lang had sharp eyes and quick hands. With one hand, he pulled Zhuang Heng behind him to protect him, and with the other, he waved Mr. Cheng away.

Young Master Cheng looked at Xiao Lang, his face turned purple.

Seeing his resignation, Zhuang Heng guessed that he probably knew Xiao Lang's identity, so he quickly pointed to the Zheng room: "Go in and talk."

Mr. Cheng nodded, and the three of them walked towards the door of the main house. When they were about to reach the door, a woman wearing a veil came out from behind the pillar under the veranda. Self-reporting his family name, Zhuang Heng didn't expect her to come, so he looked at Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang stretched out his hand and opened the door: "Come in."

After entering the door, Cheng lifted the veil, and knelt down on the ground with a "plop", his face was a little sad, but his tone was very firm: "I implore your majesty and Xianjun to save my concubine and my brother-in-law from the fire and water, my concubine is willing to be filial to a dog and a horse!"

The author has something to say: There is no small theater today.