It was a very novel and creative proposal for spending money. Mr. Peng never spent money seriously. It was not because of family conditions, but because he never spent money. He liked anything, either someone else sent it to him or directly led the robbery of the rich slaves in the mansion.

Therefore, when Guo Yong said that he would spend money to buy it, Mr. Peng didn't react. He didn't know what he should do. He looked at the left and right, who seemed to have no intention of charging into the front line to show his loyalty. Zhao Bing, the only flattering character, was also far away. Looking at Guo Yong's look of expectation, he finally understood and asked, "Then how much do you cats do? The ugly words are ahead. If you intentionally blackmail, I will definitely call you good-looking!"

"Young Master Peng is such a bad word!" Guo Yong said sincerely: "Young Master Peng is the eldest son of the Jiangnan General Manager. If it is sold cheaply, wouldn't it be a joke that the boss manager's family is poor? Besides, if there are good people going out to promote it, saying that Young Master Peng relies on his power to forcibly buy my cat at a low price. This is also bad for the young master. Only by selling it at a large price can it show that the young master is generous and generous. The ancients had a beautiful talk about a market of horse bones. Guo was not talented and wanted to be Mr. Peng's horse bones!"

Peng Rui felt something was wrong, but he couldn't explain clearly what was wrong. The Peng family had been prosperous for three and a half generations and was no longer a nouveau riche. However, few of his family liked to study. At least he was very disgusted with studying.

He had heard of Qianjinshi Magu's words, but it seemed to be different from the situation in front of him, but Peng Rui could not understand what was different. The guy in front of him was quite sincere, as if he was thinking about him sincerely, but for some reason, he always felt something was wrong...

After thinking for a while, Mr. Peng, who had never been short of money, finally nodded and hummed, "Since that's the case, you can bid!"

Guo Yong said bluntly: "How about fifty thousand taels of silver per piece?"

"You are blackmailing!" Before Peng Rui could speak, Zhao Bing jumped and shouted.

"How can this be a blackmail?" Guo Yong was even more excited and rushed to Zhao Bing excitedly. His saliva almost spitted on the other party's face and shouted: "I am thinking about Mr. Peng's reputation. But you have never wanted Mr. Peng to pay the money. What is your intention? Do you want to embarrass the young master?"

Peng Rui took great importance to the matter of face and immediately made up his mind. Moreover, although 50,000 taels of silver was a lot, he really didn't take it seriously. Especially in Wuchang Town, which can almost be said to be the threshold for ascension to immortality, the price of 50,000 taels of cat is not too much. Just when he was about to nod his head to agree, he suddenly saw a piece of paper floating out of Guo Yong's body, which seemed to have a mysterious topographic map on it, and immediately asked: "What is the thing that fell on you?"

"Ah?" Guo Yong was stunned at first, and then he was in a hurry to pick up the paper on the ground, but he couldn't get it in a hurry. Instead, Zhao Bing quickly took the paper over and snatched it up with Peng Rui's side a few steps, presented it with both hands, and said with a flattering smile: "Young Master, I've brought it to you!"

Peng Rui looked closely and saw a well-painted ink painting in front of him, curved and turned into the heart. At the deepest part of the picture, there seemed to be something very mysterious. He was immediately interested and asked Guo Yong: "What is this?"

"It's a treasure..." Guo Yong replied subconsciously, but he covered his mouth halfway, and changed his mouth: "This is just a painting of ink and wash. It was painted by Liu Dahu himself and gave it to me for artistic appreciation. It's of no value. Let's discuss the matter of cats!"

After saying that, Guo Yong reached out to take the painting, but Peng Rui protected it without hesitation and sneered: "Since it is just Zhang's ink painting, then you might as well sell it to me. I also like paintings. I can take it back and appreciate it well. How about it cost 100,000 taels of silver?"

"This..." Guo Yong's face immediately showed a look of panic, and he acted as a gun to ask for a painting, and said in a panic: "This picture, the picture is just a landscape of ink and wash, and its level is also very average, and it is not worthy of Mr. Peng's attention..."

"It doesn't matter. My master's attainment in Danqing is not very high. It's just right!" After Mr. Peng said, his face had become serious. The little brother Zhao Bing also jumped out of the side at the right time and pointed at Guo Yong and threatened: "Don't be shameless. If you can like your painting, it's because your ancestral grave is smoking. Why don't you bid quickly!"

"But..." Guo Yong's face was full of reluctance, but he was taken by Peng Rui's power and did not dare to say more. In the end, he had to nod in pain and said, "Since that's the case, Mr. Peng wants to give me a good price. I will definitely not sell this painting without 150,000 taels of silver!"

"Okay, 150,000 is 150,000. I want you three cats, a total of 300,000 taels of silver!" Peng Rui laughed, took out a stack of silver notes from his arms, stuffed them into Guo Yong's arms, and Zhiman left proudly.

As soon as Peng Rui left, Guo Yong's face turned bright. The two wolf mountain women who had been watching were very curious. They took a few steps closer and asked, "Is that painting important? Do I want me to help you recover it?"

"Oh, it's okay. Since Mr. Peng likes it, I'll sell it to him. The price is reasonable anyway." Guo Yong smiled and said, "By the way, I don't know the girl's name yet?"

"My name is Su Miao, the leader of Qingfeng Village, Lianglang Mountain!" The female leader suddenly felt proud and said with a frown: "Then Peng Rui is just here. If it were us Lianglang Mountain, we would have been killed by anyone. At this moment, the corpse would have been taken away by the wolf!"

"What Master Su said!" Guo Yong smiled even brighter. He turned his head and happened to find Zhou Xu squatting on the ground in a daze, and said curiously: "What are Brother Zhou doing?"

Zhou Xu curled his lips and said, "If you want to think of your name, you always have to give a louder name, right?"

Guo Yong said without hesitation: "I have already thought about it, it is called the treasure map of the Ascension Sect. It is said that you can find the treasure of a senior of the Feilai Immortal Sect, and you can also get props that can take advantage of this assessment. Just make up a few other things."

"Is this not suitable for casualness?" Zhou Xu seemed a little uncertain.

Guo Yong immediately changed into a leader's expression, walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and said earnestly: "Old Zhou, you must believe in the wisdom of the people. Rumors have always become more and more evil. What's more, in this situation, nothing is new. Besides, this thing was indeed sold for 150,000 taels of silver. Or I was reluctant to buy and sell for forced money, and the value of Mr. Peng can be estimated by individuals."

Su Miao obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm of these two people. After listening stupidly for a long time, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you talking about?"
Chapter completed!