The gate of Jubao Pavilion was closed. It took about half a quarter of an hour to open again.

Tang Xiaotang came out with five boxes and handed them over to the woman from the old Zhao family and four other buyers.

"Tsk, this bottle of purple gold flower water tastes exactly the same as what I have smelled in the Zhaixing Sect."

"Puppy, your nose is the most effective. So it must be authentic?"

"It's too expensive to buy agents. The black market only sells five taels per bottle of purple gold, but it actually costs ten taels here... Oh, today it's eight taels."

"Black market? Is that your fate to go to a place?" Someone immediately laughed at him.

After all, Jubao Pavilion is still doing serious business, but every seller in the black market can transform into a robber!

The news that Tangjiabao is engaged in purchasing agents at the entrance of Jubao Pavilion is spread to ten, and ten is spread to hundreds.

As authentic products are confirmed, more and more people come to seek purchasing agents. After all, there are definitely not a few people who need elixirs, martial arts, equipment and various rare items in the Jubao Pavilion cabinet.

There were gradually long queues at the door.

Even, there were several conflicts between them due to the rank of the country!

With the booming business, Ban Yilou's face became more and more complicated...

Making money is a pleasure to make money.

But he asked how to explain when replenishing the goods in Purple Gold City?

Moreover, the "purchase agent" that Tang Zheng did actually just break the high-level thinking trend of Zijin Ling, and in fact there is no difficulty in operation!

So, someone will follow suit soon elsewhere!

By that time, wouldn’t the Zijin Order, a symbol of noble status, become a tool for making money with great profits?

Tang Zheng was completely alone and harmed the entire Purple Gold City.

Ban Yilou felt a headache when he thought about it.

Outside Jubao Pavilion, the children of Tangjiabao were busy and collected money, purchasing agents, and replacing commissions, and almost collapsed when the money was made.

Many people make a year of hard money by licking blood on the knife. After sharing it, they are not as good as they earn in one day today!

The largest order that Tang Zixie received was a set of martial arts that cost up to 100 taels of purple gold. The original price was only 40 taels, so he received a commission of twelve purple gold Tongbao in one order!

Twelve purple gold treasures!

That's one thousand two hundred taels of silver!

"I finally know why our Master's astrology is purple gold."

"Yes, this... this is completely the living God of Wealth!"

Although the rule of Wulong Town is that if you can ask more questions, you will not ask more questions, but a master who can take out the Purple Gold Order will definitely not be short of money. They don’t need to ask, just know that they can accept the money!

There are not so many polite controversies between them and Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng asked them to take it, and they took it, and they took it as much as they asked them to take it.

Anyway, you can't be wrong with listening to the Master.

"Wait, Brother Zixie." A child from Tangjiabao suddenly pointed to the distance.

"..." Tang Zixie's movements stopped.

Tang Xiaotang, Azhi and the others on the side also stopped to look at the group of people in the distance and walked towards them with great strides.

Many buyers pointed out: "Huh? Isn't that Lao Zhao?"

"Has Lao Zhao recovered from his injuries? No, his steps are a little weak, or... the medulla oblong pill is wrong... Is he going to die?"

"Here, we're all here."

All the children of Tangjiabao gathered together.

A man of big and thick sturdyness soon arrived at the entrance of Jubao Pavilion with his brothers.

The man stood still and looked at the carriage in Tangjiabao and the door signs of Jubao Pavilion without saying a word.

His expression was very solemn, and he showed a bit of murderous aura.

Although the children of Tangjiabao knew very well that no one would dare to make trouble in Jubao Pavilion, most of them have experienced fighting and killing since childhood. When they saw this posture, their first reaction was to hold their hands on the weapons...

There was silence around.

Those buyers and those onlookers all looked like they were waiting to watch the fun.

If there was a conflict between Boss Zhao and Tangjiabao in Yinlan Villa, especially at the entrance of Jubao Pavilion, it would be a wonderful thing, at least enough for them to have a conversation for three or four days after dinner.

Tang Xiaotang had never dealt with such a thing before, and was a little confused at once. He almost turned a tomb into a tone of a good woman and asked, "Is there anything else I need?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a plop.

The man with a cold face lifted his clothes and knelt down heavily, touched the ground with his head, and kowtowed three bloody sounds.

Then, he stood up without saying a word, turned around and left with his brothers.

From beginning to end, this man never said a word, but his three sounds seemed to have hit the hearts of the children of Tangjiabao.

What they have seen in Wulong Town has always been intrigue and people don’t even have the most basic trust between people. They are used to tragic, hatred, and killing, but the only thing they have never seen before is...

grateful?

Those three sounds just now should be called "Thank you", right?

Tang Xiaotang glanced at Tang Zixie in confusion.

But what Tang Zixie gave her back was the same confused look.

"Tsk," Azhi turned his head and snorted, "This social practice is barely interesting."

"Hahahahahahahahaha." Grandpa Ghost smiled again.

...

In Jubao Pavilion, Tang was trying to stuff the purple gold Tongbao handfuls on the counter into his belt, but the purple gold Tongbao was not pure gold. His old friend didn't recognize such impurities at all, so he couldn't stuff it in no matter how hard he stuffed it.

Tang Zheng just wants to say now: "I am so cheap, really!"

As long as he can spend all the money in his purple gold belt without causing inflation in his lifetime, it will be a huge achievement!

But what is he doing?

I wasted my time on making money!

"It's been more than a month since I traveled through time, why can't I change the bad nature of gold-beating people?" Tang Zheng threw all the Zijin Tongbao that could not fit into his belt into a large shopping bag.

Ban Yilou had just come in from outside and told Tang Zhengting about the man of the Zhao family.

After saying that, he tickled twice: "That man seems very solid. When these three of them knocked on each other, there were three or four times more people coming to queue up."

Tang Zheng threw money into his shopping bag without raising his head: "Do you know what this is called?"

Ban Yilou had a dark face and muttered in a low voice: "What?"

"This is called the advertising effect." Tang Zheng said, but as a result, the shopping bag flashed with patterns, and all the purple gold Tongbao inside fell out.

Breaked again.

Ban Yilou's face twitched - who was using a bag of objects like this? How much impact can such a shallow array pattern of objects withstand the impact of the power of purple gold?

Tang Zheng was used to the quality of the storage bag and continued to change his face without changing his face.

In fact, the Star Continent is not without space props, but every space prop needs to be tailor-made, similar to the binding equipment in his previous life, which is not only troublesome to make, but also troublesome to store and access.

Although the storage bag is not the best, it is the most convenient and easy-to-use thing Tang Zheng thinks.

"It's a pity to have no bank card. Oh, I don't even have a wallet!" Tang Zheng complained.

Fortunately, his self-regulation ability is pretty good.

When I thought that no matter how awesome a famous brand wallet in my previous life could not hold hundreds of thousands of cash, I felt balanced.

After packing up the Zijin Tongbao at the counter, the two casting notes finally came up again.

Tang Zheng put the wallet aside and asked while patting the wallet: "Old classmate, do you think, am I qualified to teach you how to do business now?"

Ban Yilou was so angry.

Should I admit that this is a business? What kind of business is this? It’s just a mess!

But I have to say that this is not a business? What is the Zijin Tongbao covered with just now?

"Are you a vulgar?" Ban Yilou didn't look at Tang Zheng with a straight face, and changed the topic with a red face. "Let's talk about casting!"

"Hahahaha..." Tang Zheng laughed wildly without any shame.

"Reading a book!" Ban Yilou yelled.

"Okay, okay, the main problem now is that I am not strong enough now, and I have half the result with twice the effort when casting. Is there any elixir that can directly rise from one star to nine stars? Any price is OK!"

"What are you dreaming?!" Ban Yilou rolled his eyes.

Of course, Tang Zheng didn't expect such a thing, he was just a joke.

He looked at the pile of materials in front of him and suddenly thought: "Then, why don't we cast the dagger that we bet on Bailianfang..."
To be continued...