Ten Days End

The thin man was slightly stunned, as if trying to figure out Qi Xia's motives.

Qi Xia had held the two "Le" in the air for a while, and he said impatiently: "What? I'll give you two for one and a half, how long will it take you to consider?"

The thin man was indeed in a dilemma.

After all, Qi Xia took out two identical fans, which would not help him escape at all.

"Can you... can you change one?" The thin man pointed to the "Xi" on the ground and asked tentatively, "Can I have one "Le" and one "Xi"?"

"Of course not." Qi Xia said without hesitation, "I have the final say in my business, you can change or not."

"Ah?"

Qi Xia knew that this man was very hesitant, and if he wanted him to make a decision, he must not leave him time to think.

"Don't change, right? Forget it. "Qi Xia nodded, and just when he was about to put the fan back, the thin man grabbed him.

The thin man had met Qi Xia once, so he knew that he was a man of his word, so he had to make a decision quickly.

"I'll change... I'll change..."

He took out another fan from his pocket with a hesitant look, and handed it to Qi Xia together with the broken fan in his hand.

Qi Xia did not hesitate any more and handed him two "Le".

The thin man nodded and thanked him after taking the fan, and then asked everyone: "Is there anyone willing to exchange a "Le" with me now? Any fan will do."

"Hey!" Qi Xia stopped him immediately.

"Ah?"

"Go to the side for business." Qi Xia waved his hand, "Don't do business here."

"But, but there are too many people here."

Qi Xia nodded and pulled up the sharp knife on the ground: "I understand, I'll take you away. ”

“Ah, don’t…” The thin man was frightened. He knew that this man could talk to the “referee” and must not be easy to mess with, so he turned around and walked away immediately.

Seeing him leave, Qi Xia also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, no one here would exchange “joy” with that man, and he would find this problem sooner or later.

Seeing that the crowd of onlookers didn’t say anything, Qi Xia put the broken fan in his pocket, and then picked up another one to take a look.

Everyone was watching, but Qi Xia only opened the fan very slightly.

Before everyone could see clearly, Qi Xia immediately closed the fan.

Is it “luck”?

No, it’s a strategy.

This is another “sorrow”.

In the eyes of everyone, each fan is worth five “Tao”, but in Qi Xia’s eyes, it’s different.

The broken fan in the hand of this thin man is "Anger", which is very scarce in the "market", and now the second fan is "Sorrow". He didn't realize that he was a hidden rich man.

Now he exchanged two "Happy" for one "Sorrow" and one "Anger", which can only be said to be a windfall.

The fan of this man is exactly the same as Qi Xia expected. The reason why he came to exchange with a thick face is that he can go out soon.

So the remaining fan in his hand is neither "Happy" nor "Happiness", otherwise he can't go out even if he exchanges.

Since he took out a "Anger" to exchange, his second fan can only be "Sorrow".

Qi Xia put "Sorrow" in his pocket and put the broken fan on the ground.

When everyone saw Qi Xia put out a broken fan, they all expressed confusion.

"Young man, why did you put down the broken fan?" The aunt asked, "What was the word on the good fan just now? Show us."

"Yes, yes!" Several people echoed.

"Do I have an obligation to show you?" Qi Xia said coldly, "There are only these two now. It's up to you whether you want them or not."

Everyone looked down and saw that one was a broken fan and the other was "Joy". They hesitated.

Qi Xia didn't care. He took out a piece of chalk and wrote another sentence on the ground.

"Broken fan: two fans for one."

When everyone saw this line of words, they felt that Qi Xia had gone crazy.

Who would exchange two fans for one fan? Isn't this the same as Di Yang?

What's more, Di Yang still had a good fan in his hand.

At this time, the onlookers gradually dispersed, and Qi Xia took the opportunity to count the number of people in the venue.

There were only 22 people left. I didn't expect that ten people escaped while I was setting up the stall.

Qi Xia helped a lot.

If there was no Qi Xia's stall, these people would have to wait another half an hour to get out.

These people consumed five "Ai", and now there are at most fifteen "Ai" left on the "market".

While setting up his stall, Qi Xia bought two "Ai" from the "market". These two "Ai" could not flow into the market again after they entered his hands, so there were at most thirteen left on the market..

Combined with the situation of the stall just now, the number of "Ai" is probably far less than thirteen, otherwise someone will definitely take out "Ai" to exchange for other fans.

After all, escaping now is the best choice for everyone.

Both Diyang and Qi Xia need two fans to exchange, and there is no point in them waiting.

But why didn't anyone escape?

Where are they stuck?

Qi Xia was not in a hurry at all, just sitting there and waiting quietly.

The remaining twenty people in the venue began to chat with each other, but seeing that one team after another failed to form a team, everyone seemed to feel that the situation was not good.

A leather jacket man came to Qi Xia at this time. He looked down at Qi Xia's stall and asked, "Brother, what's the word on your broken fan?"

Qi Xia lowered his head and carefully opened the broken fan. It was a "anger" torn in half.

Seeing this, the leather jacket man raised his eyebrows, and then whispered: "Can I make a deal with you?"

"Oh?" Qi Xia looked at him, "What to discuss?"

"I will exchange two fans with you, but after the game is over, you will return five of the "Tao" to me."

Qi Xia touched his chin slightly. He felt that this proposal was not difficult to accept. This is also a mode of cooperation.

"Two questions." Qi Xia said, "First, it is obviously two fans, why don't you exchange with Diyang?"

"Because he will never return the "Tao" to me." The leather jacket man said, "And I feel that you played a little trick in this game. At this time, you should need the fan more, not the "Tao", so I want to cooperate with you."

Qi Xia nodded after listening, and asked again: "Then how can you be sure that I will give you the "Tao" after I go out?"

"Because my name is Song Qi." The man said.

"Song Qi? "Qi Xia had never heard of this name before," So what if your name is Song Qi?"

"My name is enough for me to make a fair deal in the "Land of the End."

Qi Xia knew that this sentence had two meanings, with a hint of threat and a hint of fairness.

The man's tone did not sound like he was lying. He was very likely a well-known figure in the "Land of the End" like Ringo.

"Okay, Song Qi, I promise you." Qi Xia said, "If you are not lying, then this "Wrath" belongs to you."

"That's straightforward." Song Qi nodded, and when he turned around and was about to take out the fan, he asked again, "Do you have a special word you want?"

"Of course." Qi Xia replied, "I want "Sorrow."