Next to the busiest official road in Peixian County, a new store was opened called Zangbaolou.
There are swords, guqin, and jade in the shop. It looks jeweled and very gorgeous. What’s even more rare is that every item has been used by celebrities.
So the price is extremely high.
In fact, these things are all fake.
The owner of the shop is Liu Ji, who has married Lu Gong's daughter Lu Fei.
He still does not do his job properly, and basically does not go to the fields to do farm work. Instead, he leads a group of brothers to launder money all day long.
Every three to five days, they will find a stranger with a large amount of gold and silver to buy antiques.
Of course, this guy is not a good person. He is either an idle gangster or a thief with a criminal record.
These people haven't wiped their own butts, so it's unlikely that the information will leak out. What's more, Liu Ji's gang is ferocious and has a large number of people. If those gangsters want to cause trouble, they have to think carefully.
Every time Liu Ji finished laundering the money, he would give a small reward to the gangster. Carrots and sticks, the arrangements are clear.
Over time, Liu Ji's shop actually became famous.
Many people in Peixian County know that wealthy businessmen from other places often come to Liu Ji specifically to buy antiques.
In addition, Liu Ji is Lu Gong's son-in-law. Lu Gong was also quite famous in Peixian County, so everyone believed Liu Ji to be more reputable.
Therefore, local people from Peixian County often come to visit.
There were really some blind people who bought some antiques.
Liu Ji was also helpless. He didn't open this store to deceive the villagers, but why are these people so stupid?
It is simply unjust for these fools not to make any money.
So Liu Ji asked Fan Kuai to go to Linxian County to buy an extra batch of goods...
Not long ago, there was a rich man named Yi Huo in the county, who also came to arty.
I am nearly forty years old, and my family's property is inherited from my ancestors. I have no talent, but I like to daydream.
Always thinking about making contributions and leaving a name in history.
I heard that there are many things used by heroes here in Liu Ji, so I really want to take a look and feel the atmosphere of heroes.
But looking over and over, Yihuo always felt that something was wrong.
He questioned Liu Ji: "Why do these things look so inferior?"
Liu Ji didn't bother to explain, because he didn't open the store for business at all, so he said coldly: "When a hero is not successful, he is short of money, so naturally he can't afford good things."
"However, after this thing was used by a hero, it became tainted with heroic spirit. Even ordinary grass and trees have become spiritual and extraordinary."
"For example, this broken sword may look rusty to you, but if you hang it in your room at night, you can hear the roar of dragons and tigers."
Yihuo was stunned for a moment: "Seriously?"
Liu Ji nodded: "Anyone who is destined to do something and can make great achievements can hear it."
Yi Huo was fascinated by what he heard and asked: "How much does this sword cost?"
Liu Ji said: "This sword is the sword worn by Wu Qi in the past. It has absorbed the heroic spirit. After you buy it back and wear it close to your body, over time, you can use the sword like a god. Therefore... it is sold for one hundred thousand yuan."
Yi Huo took a breath of air: "It's expensive, it's expensive."
Although his family has money, he is not so rich that he can spend 100,000 yuan at a time.
Liu Ji's eyes widened and he said: "In Xianyang City, a cup of wine was sold for 100,000 yuan. This is a heroic sword. Is 100,000 yuan expensive?"
"Let's do this. You buy the sword back. If you don't hear the roar of dragons and tigers, I can return the money to you."
When Yi Huo heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: If he could retreat, he would feel much more at ease.
But he quickly hesitated and said: "One hundred thousand dollars is still too expensive. Can it be cheaper?"
Liu Ji sighed: "That's all, seeing how sincere you are, I'll give you a hundred dollars cheaper. One hundred nine thousand nine hundred dollars, how about that?"
Yihuo grinned and said cautiously: "Twenty thousand dollars...how about it?"
Liu Ji sighed: "Forget it, 20,000 yuan is just 20,000 yuan."
I was very happy. But I was only happy for a moment, and felt like I was being ripped off.
But Liu Ji's hands were quick and he had already taken out a wooden box, put the sword in, and handed it to Yi Huo: "I see you have a majestic appearance, extraordinary appearance, and a noble appearance, so I want to talk to you." Let’s form a good relationship. If you become rich and famous in the future, don’t forget me.”
When Yi Huo heard this, he was immediately elated, hugged the sword, and left with a smile.
After Yi Huo left, Fan Kuai said to Liu Ji with a smile: "Brother, this sword has been sold after all. Not only has it been sold, but it has also been a huge profit."
Liu Ji glanced at Fan Kuai and said unhappily: "Next time you purchase goods, be careful and don't accept all junk."
"Do you know how much effort I put into changing your broken hatchet into a sword?"
Fan Kuai laughed dryly and whispered: "When a hero is not yet successful, doesn't he also have to use a hatchet?"
Liu Ji was speechless: "Heroes still peed on mud before they became successful. Can you sell that thing? You said that there is heroism in the mud, does anyone believe it? At least the things we sell must look like that. .”
Fan Kuai scratched his head and agreed.
After Yihuo returned home with the sword, he placed the incense table and offered it respectfully.
Peixian County is not big, and the circle of rich people is even smaller. If there is any trouble, everyone will hear it.
The news that Yi Huo bought a sword quickly spread to the ears of the rich. These people gathered at Yihuo's house to see the sword.
Yi Huo entertained everyone proudly, then erected Wu Qi's memorial tablet, bowed several times, and then took out the sword.
After everyone saw the rusty sword, they were a little puzzled.
I thought it was a sword with a cold light, but why... is this sword so ugly?
Yihuo looked at these people with disdain and explained: "This sword was used by the God of War Wu Qi when he was not yet prosperous. At first, it was indeed a mortal thing, but after being around the hero for a long time, it became tainted with the spirit of a hero. "
"Hang it in your room at night. Wait until midnight and listen carefully. You can hear the roar of tigers and the roar of dragons."
The rich people all looked shocked: "Is there such a divine thing in the world?"
You said with satisfaction: "This is natural. But... only those who are born rich, have a strategy in their mind, and can make great achievements can hear it."
Everyone was very curious and said: "In that case, let's all listen. By the way, we can know what our future destiny will be."
Yi Huo thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
That night they drank until it was time to light the lamp. Then wait half the night.
Time passed little by little, and midnight finally arrived...
The room was extremely quiet, and many people even held their breath, not even daring to take a breath. You could literally hear a pin drop.
Yihuo was closest to the sword, but he heard nothing.
Yi Huo was a little panicked: What's going on? Am I born to be mediocre and will never have to work hard to make progress in this life?
He rubbed his ears vigorously and listened carefully, but still heard nothing.
At this moment, Yi Huo felt a little disappointed.
So many years of ideals and ambitions are all gone.
Talent is not appreciated, destiny is like this, what can I do in vain?
Yihuo wanted to drink and recite poems.
Suddenly, a thought occurred in his mind: Is it the problem with this sword?
So he asked the rich man next to him in a low voice: "Did you hear that?"
The rich man is also in the confusion of life.
He heard Yi Huo ask this, and out of vanity, he nodded slowly: "I heard it, the dragon's roar was high-pitched and melodious, breathtaking."
Yihuo's heart became even more bitter.
The other powerful man next to him was a little sour, but he didn't want to admit that he had to live a mediocre life, so he reluctantly cheered up and echoed: "I also heard it, the dragon's roar and the tiger's roar were mixed together, so powerful and majestic, like a thousand Thousands of troops."
The two men asked Yihuo: "What about you?"
Yi Huo was embarrassed to admit that he couldn't hear, so he could only nod his head.
He didn't know what the dragon roar sounded like. But the two rich men before have already described it. So Yi Huo slightly expanded their rhetoric to avoid misunderstanding.
He said as confidently as possible: "I heard it too. The dragon's roar was vigorous and powerful, full of vitality and murderous aura. I seemed to see Wu Qi leading thousands of troops, and I couldn't help but yearn for it."
Another rich man nodded repeatedly and said, "Brother You, what you said is exactly what I said in my heart."
One person said: "Exactly, exactly. I seem to see thousands of troops below."
Soon all the powerful men were describing what they had heard. It's basically the same as what Yi Huo said.
Yi Huo breathed a sigh of relief and thought: Fortunately, the secret was not exposed.
At this time, Yong Chi, who was working as a servant in the mansion, came in.
Someone made a joke with the servant: "Come and listen, what is the sound of this sword?"
Yong Chi looked puzzled, leaned over to listen, and said, "There is no sound."
The wealthy people laughed loudly, pointed at Yong Chi and said, "He is indeed a mediocre person who does nothing."
Everyone laughed loudly. But after the laughter stopped, they all showed an unnoticed bitterness.
It turns out... that my intelligence is similar to that of this servant.
The next day, Yihuo put the sword in the box.
He wanted to withdraw the sword.
In this life, he is destined to be unable to make any achievements. What's the use of this sword? It's better to return it to Liu Ji and get at least 20,000 yuan back.
Waiting for Yi Huo to sneak back to Liu Ji's treasure house.
He found Liu Jizheng holding his hands and looking at him with a smile on his face, as if he wasn't surprised at all.
Yi Huo whispered: "I want to get rid of this sword."
Liu Ji said loudly: "What? Can't you hear the roar of the dragon and the roar of the tiger in this sword?"
Liu Ji's voice attracted the attention of many people, but there were several rich people in the store. They all turned to look at Yi Huo.
Old Yi Huo's face turned red, and he said bravely: "Of course I heard it. I heard it clearly, and the dragon's roar was breathtaking."
Liu Ji smiled slightly: "Of course I heard it, so I won't return it. We agreed before."
Yi Huo made a sad face and said hesitantly: "I heard it, of course I heard it. However, my intelligence is enough to make achievements, and I don't need this sword to help me. Therefore... it is better to sell it to others. .”
Liu Ji crossed his arms and said, "That's your own business and has nothing to do with me."
Yi Huo sighed, feeling that the sword really couldn't be withdrawn.
He was a little disappointed, feeling like a eunuch visiting a female concubine.
No matter how good the sword in your arms is, it has nothing to do with you.
Yi Huo looked at the two rich men nearby and forced a kind expression on his face: "You two, do you need this sword?"
Both men smiled and shook their heads.
It's a joke, the two of them had already heard it at Yi Huo's house yesterday.
Didn't hear a damn thing.
After a whole night of insomnia, the two of them made a decision in private: in this life... they would just eat and wait for death.
I don't want to work hard anymore.
Yi Huo smiled bitterly at the two rich men: "It seems that your talents are enough. Then I will ask other people."
When Yi Huo walked out of the treasure house with his sword in his arms, he happened to see Qin soldiers passing by outside.
He is from Zhao Tuo.
Zhao Tuo rode a tall horse and led three thousand soldiers. The military appearance is neat and majestic.
Yi Huo thought to himself: Such a general should need this sword, right?
He took two steps forward holding the sword.
Suddenly, a man in ragged clothes and covered with scars rushed out from Zhao Tuo's army.
The man ran wildly and shouted loudly: "I am the horn of Shang Jun's courtyard. I am trapped in Zhao Tuo's army. I am tortured every day and suffer unspeakably. Please go to Xianyang to report the news for me. I will be rewarded heavily if I am banished to the immortal..."
As soon as Niujiao called here, he was caught up by two Qin soldiers.
Then, the horns were beaten so hard that he fell to the ground, his mouth was stuffed with a bunch of weeds, and he could no longer speak.
Zhao Tuo looked at the people around him and winked at his confidants.
The confidant said loudly to the people: "That man just now is a traitor. After being caught, he falsely accused him of banishing an immortal. It is really hateful. We will capture him and bring him back to Xianyang. Don't panic."
The people all breathed a sigh of relief.
Afterwards, Zhao Tuo took the people away.
Yi Huo held his sword and stood at the door of the treasure house, thinking: If he is really a traitor and wants to frame the immortal, why should he have someone report the news on his behalf?
Yi Huo shook his head and didn't think much about it. He continued to visit the local wealthy people, hoping to sell the sword.
Yi Huo asked all his friends, but they all said that their talents were enough and they did not need the help of this sword.
These friends all heard about swords from Yi Huo last night.
Each of them feels like the only mediocre person in a group of heroes. So everyone is in a bad mood. Eight out of ten were drinking, and the remaining two were sleeping with their heads covered.
Yi Huo looked at these friends and felt bitter in his heart: These people have all heard the dragon's roar, and they are all heroes of the world. Only heroes are qualified to rely on their talents and arrogance, drink and have fun. I...envy them so much.
Yi Huo sighed and walked home with his head lowered.
Halfway there, he suddenly remembered: How big can Peixian County be? The rich men in Peixian County don't need this sword, but what about the powerful men in other places?
His Majesty ordered the powerful people in Guandong to move to Guanzhong. It is said that the top tycoons are all in Xianyang City.
If I go to Xianyang City to sell swords, isn't there a great chance?
And... you can stop by to visit the Exiled Immortal and talk about the horns. If this matter is false, then that's fine, it won't stop me from selling my sword.
If it's true, wouldn't it be a great opportunity to get to know the Exalted Immortal?
I was a magician in the Qin Dynasty
