"Buy Zi Ling Rice with all your strength, what kind of nonsense are you going to do with this piece of shit..."
In Purple Dragon City, one of the three hundred and sixty-five royal cities under the Purple Star Imperial Capital, there was an old man with white beard and hair and yellow skin. He cursed after receiving the order from the three-headed dog of hell.
His name is Zhao Sanbao, the Supreme Elder of Sanbao Tower and the founder of Sanbao Tower. Along the way, he has dodged all kinds of open and secret arrows. He has also used some shady means to suppress batch after batch of competitors in order to achieve Da Da. The purpose is to destroy a whole family. I don’t know how many times I have done it. I don’t know how much effort it took to build the huge foundation of Sanbao Tower.
Who would have thought.
At the end of the day, people are sitting at home, misfortunes come from the sky, they spend most of their lives trying to steal, and they make wedding clothes for others, and they are sent to Purple Dragon City to contribute their remaining value. They are really being given away by dogs, and they have no land to help them. Reason.
Of course, Zhao Sanbao responded with his scolding, but he did not dare to neglect his actions at all. He immediately told the people he had secretly trained under his command to bring a large amount of coins and begin to purchase the Purple Spirit Rice in Purple Dragon City.
Otherwise, the soul mark that is fused with his soul and the fire mark that is rooted deep in his blood are not a joke to him. That was a reminder that he had spent countless means and even a huge price on it. Even the Taoist doctor could not help it, and he almost lost half of his life.
"After the order is passed, everyone uses the magic of transformation to change their appearance. They all go out and buy all the purple rice from various shops in Zihua City to this shopkeeper."
In Purple Flower City, a middle-aged man with a hint of evil intention between his eyebrows issued an order.
"Why do I feel like something big is about to happen? Forget it. If you are a dead Taoist friend or a poor Taoist, the life and death of the Purple Star Dynasty has nothing to do with me."
There was a native of the Purple Star Dynasty who was also the shopkeeper of the chamber of commerce purchased by the Three-headed Hell Dog. After receiving the order, he had a vague feeling that something was going to happen.
With the transmission of the three-headed dog's qualifications from hell, various monks from various chambers of commerce with different names entered many cities of the Purple Star Dynasty. They immediately carried many coins and walked into major shops selling purple spirit rice. , buying up all the purple rice in many stores.
"What's left now is the Purple Star Imperial Capital. Just leave this to me."
Sanbao Tower.
The three-headed hell dog passed instructions to the people below and walked out from the depths of Sanbao Tower.
If there is one place in the Purple Star Dynasty that has the most Purple Spirit Rice storage, it must be the Purple Star Imperial Capital. The cities below have already begun to take action, but the Purple Star Imperial Capital must not be left behind.
Not long after.
He came to a huge building not far away from Sanbao Tower, which was many times larger than Sanbao Tower in terms of momentum and scale. The plaque in front of the door was engraved with the four characters "Purple Star Tower". On his body, he didn't know when, There is already an extra black robe that can cover the appearance.
In the Purple Star Imperial Capital, it is self-evident that the real owner behind the existence that can be named with the word Purple Star is one of the most powerful chambers of commerce in the Purple Star Empire.
"Fellow Taoist, welcome to my Zixing Tower. I wonder if you have any needs. All kinds of heavenly materials, earthly treasures, and even immortal-level treasures are available in my Zixing Tower."
There was a middle-aged man who looked a little fat. Sensing the aura of the three-headed hell dog, Ma Liu came over. He was Huang Laifeng, the shopkeeper of Zixing Tower.
Originally, the Purple Star Tower had a dedicated servant to welcome and escort him, but the faint aura coming from the three-headed hell dog was too terrifying, and it was worthy of his personal reception.
"I want purple spirit rice, how much does it cost per pound?"
The three-headed dog of hell spoke concisely and concisely, his voice was a little hoarse, and he acted like he would not let strangers in.
"Fellow Taoist, although Purple Spirit Rice is only yellow-grade middle-grade spiritual rice, due to the harsh planting conditions, the price is generally a bit expensive. It is ten times the price of ordinary yellow-grade middle-grade spiritual rice, whether in the Imperial Capital or below. The price is one hundred bronze coins per catty."
Huang Laifeng had a smile on his face.
"What if I ask for a little too much?"
The three-headed hell dog said in a deep voice.
"How much do you want?"
Huang Laifeng asked tentatively.
"Billions of pounds."
The three-headed hell dog spoke calmly.
"If that's the case, I can make the decision and reduce your weight by five bronze coins per catty."
Huang Laifeng smiled.
"How much Zi Ling rice does your Zixing Tower have?"
The main purpose of the hell three-headed dog talking so much with Huang Laifeng was not the price of Ziling rice, but to draw Huang Laifeng's attention to the price.
"Fellow Taoist, our Zixing Tower has a small cave called the Purple Spirit Cave, which is specially used to grow Purple Spirit Rice. I am not bragging to you. In the entire Zixing Dynasty, I dare say that the Purple Star Tower has the second largest reserve of Purple Spirit Rice. No one dares to say number one, how much Zi Ling rice do you want?"
Huang Laifeng looked proud.
"You have such a strong tone, and you are not afraid of flashing your tongue. If I want ten trillion, or even one hundred billion catties, can you, Zixing Tower, get it?"
The three-headed hellhound pretended to be disdainful.
"Fellow Taoist, as I said before, you can have as much as you want."
Huang Laifeng's tone was a little loud. How could he take back what he had boasted? He didn't believe that someone really wanted to buy so much Huangjie spiritual rice at once. Even if there was a family behind it, trillions of kilograms of spiritual rice would have to be eaten. It takes the Year of the Monkey and the Year of the Horse to finish it.
Besides, even if it weighs over a trillion kilograms, it’s not like he can’t get it out of the Purple Star Tower. Otherwise, if he really thinks that the Purple Star Cave Heaven is just joking, his reputation as one of the largest chambers of commerce in the Purple Star Imperial City is a waste.
"Hmph, I want to see if your Zixing Tower's strength is worthy of your sky-swallowing tone. There are nine and a half million gold coins here, and I want one quadrillion kilograms."
The three-headed hell dog snorted coldly, as if he couldn't bear to hear others bragging, and he was really serious about it.
Turn over.
He took out a space bag, which contained gold coins, piled into hills. The number was not too much, not too little, exactly nine and a half million.
Purple Spirit Rice, according to the price Huang Laifeng said, can be calculated as ninety-five bronze coins per pound, which is one quadrillion Purple Spirit Rice. It sounds scary, but when converted into city gold coins, it is only nine and a half million. Just gold coins.
Of course, nine and a half million doesn't sound like much at first, but you have to know that it is a gold coin. For ordinary monks, it is a huge wealth that is out of reach for countless people in many lifetimes.
"Fellow Taoist, are you serious?"
Huang Laifeng scanned it with his spiritual mind, and even spoke a little tremblingly.
"Why, I have already taken out all the money. You won't tell me that you don't have any, right? If so, can I think that you are taking advantage of me?"
The three-headed hell dog has a cold voice, and there is endless evil energy lingering around the body. It is like the messenger of hell coming out of the Nine Nether Hell, which is extremely scary.
"What's going on? Who is so bold and dares to cause trouble in the Zixing Tower? I don't know who the master behind the Zixing Tower is, but he is still too bold."
"What a fart. It seems like Huang Dazui is bragging to someone. They took out the money, but he can't get anything out. It makes people angry. With such a terrifying aura, it must be some old monster with a lot of temper, Huang Laifeng. Instead of being blown to death by the cow, the cow will kick it to death."
"No one in the entire Purple Star Capital knows about his reputation as Huang Laifeng and Huang Mouth. Someone has told him a long time ago that he will die from his mouth sooner or later. Now, it has come true."
Many monks were alarmed and found out the whole story. They all looked like they were watching a show. It was not common for Huang Laifeng to feel embarrassed.
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