Making a lot of money

Author: Nongxue Tianzi

Making a lot of money

February 27th, cloudy and rainy.

Mu Qingyun lifted the curtain of the carriage and admired the scenery that became increasingly lush under the gentle spring rain.

"Is Huang Siping miserable?"

Mu Qingyun thought about it and realized that it was quite miserable.

A white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift. The world is miserable and can be ranked among the top three.

However, after all, this is not the era of affluence that she lives in. Living today, many people have to die from the death of their fathers and mothers since childhood, and have to have several children die before it is their turn to die.

And this is actually pretty good.

How many people live their entire lives alone, unable to start a family or raise children.

Those who drowned in water, those who died due to earthquakes, and those who died in the mouths of monsters.

Mu Qingyun checked the information before coming to this era and found it horrifying.

She worked hard to practice martial arts, worked hard to learn and memorize the martial arts of various schools, and worked hard to help others, but she knew that although the future was bright, the road to the light was filled with blood and withered bones.

Like everyone else, she had to step on the flesh and blood of these innocent, ordinary people and work hard to climb up.

"Huang Siping's son died. Does this have anything to do with the liar?"

Mu Qingyun frowned.

Situ Qingshuang shook his head: "It was not in the confession."

Huang Siping said a lot of things in a mixed and nonchalant manner. It seemed that he said everything. But if you look closely, you will find that he only didn't say why he helped the liar.

"No matter what, he hopes this liar can achieve his goal."

…

The rain was pouring down, neither getting heavy nor stopping.

East of Qu County, outside Zhuangyuan Bridge.

The empty field next to the Zhuangyuan Building had suddenly become crowded with horse-drawn carriages, and some old and young men pulling rickshaws were sitting on the side of the road enjoying the cool weather.

Zhang Ji picked up a small hammer and hammered the small wooden plaque of huanghuali on the wall of Zhuangyuan Building.

Seeing that it was going to rain, he had to go faster.

The auction venue this time was chosen to be the Zhuangyuan Building, which is adjacent to Yaowu City and Leizhou Mansion. I don’t know what the owner has in mind.

There was a burst of noise in the building. More than half of the people were already sitting on the first floor, including several experts.

The head of the house only left him the one who could fight a few times, and the rest were all ordinary people hired on a temporary basis.

Zhang Ji thought for a while, their head was very stable, and several elders in the pavilion were visibly upset. Only the head was as stable as a rock. Regardless of what he thought, he would not cause too much trouble, which would make him

Waiting for someone to eat when they are short of food.

In the past two years, Ange's business has been better than before. After all, the world has changed. The imperial court has begun to control the martial arts and respect the people of Jianghu.

The people in the world of martial arts seem to have become more polite and no longer need secret rooms to conduct shady business.

The elders were very worried about this, but their little pavilion master just spread his hands and said: "In the worst case, I will sell sex, so you won't starve to death."

Everyone: "..."

That's really useless. Their secret business will never be gone.

There are always some things that cannot be seen in the light.

While I was thinking wildly, there was a commotion in the building.

The auction on the stage finally came to its highlight.

Zhang Ji hurriedly climbed down from the ladder and quietly raised his head to look at the lady-in-law sitting generously on the railing on the second floor.

Some colleagues in the secret cabinet secretly criticized Yue Nuxia, saying that she was not like a master.

Whoever said this is really an idiot.

Do they know what a master is?

Regarding the environment inside the building, the group of people sitting at attention on the first floor should not be underestimated. Some of them have evil spirits that make their scalp numb just by looking at them.

Everyone was very nervous, but she was sitting on the second floor, tapping the rhythm on the railing with one hand, holding a teacup with the other hand, her eyebrows were relaxed, her expression was comfortable, she was calm and composed, how many people could do it?

If the sword god can do it, he can do it even if he can defeat the destiny of the world in half a step.

Doesn’t this mean Yue Nuxia is the best among masters?

The auctioneer raised his hand and Mu Qingyun stood up.

His voice was neither slow nor fast, just like the rhythm he had spoken countless times before, without the slightest hint of intense intonation.

The dark pavilion has always been like this.

"What we are auctioning now is Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall, Yue Qingqing, and Yue Nuxia's belongings. Yaowu Library - There are a total of 300 gold membership cards. In the first round, 50 will be auctioned."

With such a calm voice, everyone downstairs immediately pricked up their ears.

"Card holders have priority to borrow three volumes of "Studying Martial Arts from Scratch" from Yaowu Library."

"Now show the books."

A dozen women in plain robes, holding dozens of pages of books spread out in their hands, slowly walked past many warriors.

For a moment, the building was completely silent.

The warriors at the front stood up all of a sudden, and the waiter holding the book pages was so frightened that his feet softened. The warriors were struggling to hold him up, but they reached for the pages.

"I don't even recognize these characters, ah, what's the meaning of this!"

There were several warriors whose eyes were glued to the pictures, and beads of sweat rolled on their foreheads. For the first time, they hated themselves for not living up to expectations and not paying attention to reading and literacy. Even now they can only write a few words such as their own names.

But even if you don't know the words, just looking at the pictures, you will be fascinated for a while.

Several people who were dubious about this and very reserved now did not care about saving face and greedily read page after page.

It’s simply ten thousand times better than imagined!

Where is the Wuhu Soul-Severing Knife and other low-maintenance techniques? This is clearly more surprising than the secretive and bottom-of-the-box techniques of famous sects.

Most of the martial artists present are serious people who have practiced hard and have a high pursuit of martial arts. They are knowledgeable and can naturally see the value of this secret book.

Suddenly there were sobbing sounds everywhere.

People who have never truly embarked on this path will probably never understand their feelings at this moment.

The auctioneer coughed several times, but the warriors still reluctantly gathered around these secret books, unwilling to let anyone take them away.

His eyes flickered, and the auctioneer looked up at the stairs, and then backstage. When he regained his senses, he no longer pressed, and continued: "The starting price is ten cents, and the maximum price is thirty cents. I declare-"

"Thirty cents!"

"Thirty cents!"

Before the auctioneer finished speaking, people downstairs were shouting loudly, and countless people kept banging the gongs around them.

The sound of the gong was deafening.

The warriors directly took out their money bags and threw money on the stage. Some of the impatient ones didn't even take out the money and just threw the money bags out.

At this time, no one thought about the previous rumors.

Why is Yue Qingqing just fooling people? He doesn't mean it at all. He just wants to deceive the liar and deliberately disrupts the auction.

The so-called secret book written by her is just a gimmick, incomplete and cannot be practiced at all. This is a joke, otherwise how could it only cost thirty coins?

So what if it was a deliberate attempt to lure the liar? So what if it was just a gimmick?

Don’t you even dare to take this risk?

Then what kind of martial arts do they practice?

Even just for the dozens of pages of moves on red silk, not to mention thirty coins, three thousand coins is a huge profit!
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