"Really? That's great. I want them all. I have money." Someone said happily next to Shui Xie.
Perhaps because he was too surprised, the man failed to control his volume for a moment, causing everyone around him to turn around and look at him.
Zheng Quchi and the others also heard the noise.
Opposite there was also a monk in gray clothes who was selling. He clasped his hands and said, "I'm afraid it won't work. The convention stipulates that a person can give up to five coins at most, and if you give more than one coin, it will be multiplied. Two, the second one is worth ten gold pieces, the third one is worth one hundred gold pieces, the fourth piece is worth ten gold pieces, and so on."
Zheng Quchi pricked up her ears to inquire. As soon as she heard it, her eyes widened.
Mom, it would be so profitable to hold an expo like this!
They can make a lot of money just by selling this "Spring Reward Silver Coin". It has to be said that the abbot of Wujue Temple is definitely in the wrong profession. If he goes into business, he will be extremely rich.
Mu Gaoyi and the others were also dumbfounded. Just now they were eager to use money to do things, but now they are completely cold.
Not only they think this way, but others also think so. As soon as the "sky-high price" was reported, these craftsmen stopped wanting to buy "Spring Reward Silver Coins" on a large scale, disrupting the results of the normal voting.
After all, who would be so stupid as to spend thousands of gold to buy five "Spring Reward Silver Coins" at one time? At most... one or two.
The person who clamored that he was rich was also shocked: "Is this, so expensive?!"
The fat monk in gray clothes was professionally trained. He thought he had prepared a set of words: "It's not expensive, it's not expensive. Buddha pays attention to the word "fate". Those who are destined will only feel that it is worth the money, so this You’re a rich benefactor, do you plan to take all the five spring reward coins?”
The man started to break into a cold sweat: "No, no, no, I, I don't want that much, leave some for others, let me think about it, why don't I just take three, no, two."
Two "Spring Reward Silver Coins" cost ten gold. This man didn't expect it to be so expensive. Why did he dare to buy two "Spring Reward Silver Coins"? It was so damn good!
Now let’s talk about the concept of ten gold coins. An ordinary family in Ye State uses less than ten taels of silver a year. If they save more and grow their own food and raise some chickens and ducks, they won’t even need one tael of silver. arrive.
Ten gold can almost meet the lifetime expenses of a low-income family.
The fat monk in gray clothes smiled and said regretfully: "It seems that the donor is not a destined person."
The conversation there temporarily came to an end, and Zheng Quchi withdrew her gaze. She suddenly remembered the time when Yu Wensheng was lavish and generous and casually compensated others with a single gold.
She immediately became alarmed, walked closer to him, and reminded in a low voice: "This Wujue Temple is a gold-eating beast, with traps everywhere. We must pay attention to the money bag, and we must not let it empty it out."
She is here to make money, not to spend money, so she will never pay a penny out!
When Yu Wen Sheng saw her money-obsessed expression, he felt that she was stingy and embarrassing, but instead found her adorable. He couldn't help but smile.
"Well, it's up to you, madam."
He said these words with a smile and soft words, low and soft, but it was like a hot wind pressing against the shell of her ears, making her ears feel hot.
"Don't let anyone hear you." She looked around guiltily.
Wei Yao and others had excellent eyesight. When they saw that his wife wanted to hang out with the general, they immediately ordered that everyone turn around and not pry.
Therefore, they glanced at them out of the corner of their eyes and saw that the general and Ah Qing seemed to be very close to each other, but they had no idea what they were doing and couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.
Ah Qing, I can’t believe that you have climbed up to the rank of general so quickly.
Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong were holding a big secret at the moment. They were both excited and excited, but they couldn't tell anyone.
Of course, they didn't think too much about how two men could go astray when they were together, one was a fierce general and the other was a manly young man.
Suddenly, Zheng Quchi looked at the monk in gray who had been very quiet, and thought of one thing: "Master, every art piece is displayed here. How can I invest the silver reward?"
Invest five spring reward coins at once? "
"Of course not, why do you think so?" The master was also surprised.
Zheng Quchi took a deep breath and said, "I knew it."
The gray-clothed monk observed her gently, and then he came up with the idea of soliciting her. He said: "Donor, this poor monk found out that you are destined to be a Buddha. Your wisdom is not shallow. How about..."
"Why not?" Yu Wensheng stepped forward, blocking Zheng Quchi, and looked at the gray-robed monk with a smile.
The gray-robed monk was half a head shorter than Yu Wensheng. When he looked into his eyes, it was as if he was being stared at by a terrifying beast, and the hair all over his body stood up.
The blindfolded young man just stood aside, showing no signs of being exposed, giving the impression of being gentle and harmless, except for his stunning appearance.
But now, he realized that he had made a mistake.
Just now, he seemed to see the boundless sea of blood, the waves of the sky, and the hell of Shura in the other party.
"No, it's nothing. You can just visit here and wait for the Jichun craftsmen's meeting to start at 3:00 noon. The poor monk will leave for now."
His original expression of unfulfilled intention now turned into one of leaving in a hurry.
At this moment, Zheng Quchi finally realized the benefits of having a "living Yama" by his side.
"Well done, these people from Wujue Temple are too arrogant, thinking that everyone can be manipulated. If they want to ask for money from us in different ways in the future, just stare at them, glare at them hard, scare them to death Damn it!"
Zheng Quchi gestured with his fist at the monk in gray who fled in panic.
Yu Wensheng raised his eyebrows: "What do you think I am?"
Of course it is the living Yama.
But he said: "Guardian God."
Zheng Quchi raised his head in silly joy.
Yu Wen Sheng was quite satisfied with this title. He stared at her, his voice full of tenderness and charm that even he himself didn't know: "Then I will definitely protect you from now on."
Zheng Quchi was startled and didn't know how to respond to him for a moment. He could only touch his hand and avoid looking at him: "What do I have to protect... Ah, look at the water over there, it seems quite spacious. , our exhibits can be placed there.”
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At one point in the afternoon, these craftsmen with invitations from the "Jichun Craftsmen Guild" had already found places to display their exhibits.
Some of the valuable artworks that need to be properly protected have long been sent to Wujue Temple and kept by monks. They were not displayed until this day.
On this dazzling array of displays, there are a variety of exhibits that have never been seen before and are leading in various industries.
Zheng Quchi was on the covered bridge, shuttling back and forth between the various Shuixie exhibition stands. She saw that this place was really a big treasure.
This includes gold ornaments that can be collected for generations, some special living utensils, as well as instruments, agricultural tools, etc., and of course some advanced things.
She walked around and found that she had everything except war tools.
Therefore, military equipment does not exist in the Jichun Craftsmen Guild.
At 2:00 noon, people were already coming and going. They were all dressed in rich clothes and stopped to linger in the various stands to admire the exhibits they liked.
Zheng Quchi was surprised to find that more than half of the people here were wealthy businessmen from the seven countries.
This was not a guess, but she overheard the conversation as they passed her.
"Isn't this Dong Chen's house? How about it? What do you fancy?"
"Not yet, I haven't finished shopping this time, so I can't vote blindly. After all, we voted for the shortlisted artworks, but we have the right to give priority to recommend and negotiate prices. Brother Wu, what about you?"
"Of course I don't have one either. It's better to be cautious. If the product you are looking for is lost, then we will have no chance."
"This time we have gathered the top merchants from the seven countries. I don't know if we can compete with them in the end."
"Well, there are small investments, and there are general elections. Those of us who can't compare with the top businessmen will fish some newly shortlisted works of art from the sea. Those who are powerful will talk about the works of art first and second on the list. No. Conflict or no conflict.”
"That's right. I don't know how many amazing works of art will appear in the world every three years, including craftsmen and celebrities from all over the world..."
At this time, Zheng Quchi gradually understood that the Jichun Craftsmen Guild, in addition to being an expo, was essentially a trade fair.
Yes, it is a rare opportunity for these exhibits to be displayed at a prestigious venue.
The craftsmen will actively participate in this way, not only because they want to compete with other workers in the Jichun Craftsmen Union, but also because they want to take advantage of this opportunity to attract representatives of merchants and firms from all over the country to invest in their own products.
The purpose of making any product, except for a few individuals, is to satisfy individuals. Most people do it for external sales, and such an event can greatly expand channels and promote sales.
But how did these merchants get in? Why didn't she see these people entering the mountain?
The gray-clothed monk who had led Zheng Quchi and the others before probably thought that she was also a rare talent. Seeing that she only brought one person with her, wandering around Shuixie to view the exhibits, he quietly wandered over again.
"donor……"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Zheng Quchi took the initiative and asked his doubts first.
The monk in gray also answered her question: "Of course they are walking through the VIP passage of Wujue Temple. After all, they are all good people who are generous in giving away incense. I can't overwork them."
Good guy, how can this be a good person? He is clearly a great injustice!
Zheng Quchi really wanted to ask how much money those gold-eating beasts called "good people" had been cheated out of, but she was worried that she wouldn't be able to bear it after asking.
"Then they also have spring reward money?"
"The spring reward money is a gift given by the temple in return after alms and donations. They naturally have it in their hands."
After Zheng Quchi heard about it, he made a special observation. Not only did they have them, but there were quite a few of them. Some had two coins and some had three. However, Zheng Quchi looked over one by one and didn't see anyone with five coins hanging on his waist.
"donor……"
Zheng Quchi didn't hear it.
"donor?"
Zheng Quchi pretended not to hear.
"donor."
Zheng Quchi planned to leave with Runtu, but was stopped by a gray monk.
Runtu, who had been silent as a shadow, suddenly became fierce.
"Donor, the poor monk's name is Mi Ku. If almsgiver Ah Qing has any difficulty, you can come to Mo Tan Xuan to find the poor monk." He said calmly.
When Zheng Quchi saw that he had to catch her skinny sheep to gather its wool, she simply confessed: "Master Miku, I have no money, I am very poor!"
Mi Ku raised a meaningful smile and said, "People who have a predestined relationship with the Buddha don't talk about money, only about fate."
"Yuanya didn't." She didn't even jump.
Miku: "... Miku Guan, the benefactor has a bright future and must have great talents (wealth). The current hardship is about to be overcome. Amitabha and the poor monks are waiting for the benefactor at Mo Caixuan."
After saying that, the monk's clothes were fluttering and he left calmly.
Zheng Quchi's heart at this moment was like 10,000 grass and mud horses running past. She was not afraid of "thieves" stealing, anyway, she was now very poor. She just didn't expect that these "thieves" were thinking about her future wealth?
At this time Runtu whispered to her in a low voice: "Madam, there is something wrong with this monk."
Zheng Quchi's eyes flashed fiercely: "Of course there is a problem? If there is no problem, there are so many rich people in this Shuixie Exhibition Hall, but he doesn't want to take advantage of them, but he targets me, a poor guy. Why are you waiting for me?" , even if he waits until he dies, I won’t go to him to solve his problem.”
Runtu was speechless for a moment, but he felt that he still had to clarify his words to his wife: "His steps are light and his breath is long and full. He should have practiced martial arts. Moreover, his fingers are slender and his joints are well-proportioned. He is not like the monks in gray clothes who do rough work in the morning and dusk in the temple." .”
Zheng Quchi understood now.
"You mean, he's pretending to be a monk?"
"This should not be the case. The scar on his head has been around for a long time. This cannot be faked."
"He is a monk, but he is not the lowest-ranking gray-robed monk in Wujue Temple. He deliberately dressed up as a gray-robed monk to attract visitors. Is there another purpose?" Zheng Quchi guessed.
Test track.
"It's hard to say, but Madam should be careful and wary of this person." Runtu said.
Zheng Quchi nodded: "Okay, I understand, Commander Run is very observant."
Seeing that he was rarely enthusiastic, she gave him an encouraging compliment.
Runtu lowered his eyes: "This subordinate has the responsibility to eliminate dangerous entities around Madam."
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Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong followed Wang Zebang to pick up Wei Yao. There were fixed frames on the dragon carriage and it was also wrapped with a tight protective layer. This required people who knew how to remove it and then move it in and put it away.
Except for being interested in military equipment, Yu Wensheng didn't want to see anyone else, so he went to find a pavilion for guests to rest.
At three quarters of noon, Zheng Quchi and his group's Panlong carriage was finally set up properly. Because it was big enough, it occupied a full area of the water bank, which was equivalent to the water bank platform. There was no architrave rack, and it was just displayed like theirs. thing.
Of course, their dragon carriage was not the largest in the entire exhibition venue. There was also a rosewood sixteen-legged carved pedestal lamp, which was simply exaggerated and beautiful.
There are also weighing instruments, which are modern scales. Someone has already made them.
It's just that the appearance is different, but the lever principle of the moment arm multiplied by the weight and the heavy arm multiplied by the weight is the same.
There are also more exotic things, such as the interesting marble box. Just throw the beads into the box, and when it touches a certain mechanism, it will be bounced and make a clanging sound in the box, which is very interesting.
Zheng Quchi wanted to know what knowledge principles it applied, but if the box was not dismantled, the internal structure would not be visible.
There is also the representative of progress in agriculture, the plow, which has been continuously transformed and improved, and now has advanced plow wall devices, as well as plow arrow devices that can adjust the depth of the cultivated land.
Zheng Quchi thought to herself, everything else was fine, but when it came to farming, she was really a novice.
If she could take the plow back, dissect it, understand it, and then build it according to the gourd's drawing, she would be able to save a lot of effort and time in farming in the future.
"How about investing a spring reward of silver?"
It is said that only those who have invested spring reward money can apply to the Jichun Craftsmen Guild to meet and negotiate with the craftsmen behind the exhibits.
