"Ten gold?"
Yan Zi's eyes widened. One word could be exchanged for ten gold. This is what an ordinary person spends for a year.
Yuan Qinghua shook his head disdainfully, "Guess again!"
"One hundred gold!"
Yan Zi's mouth has grown into a "0" shape. Is this trying to steal money?
"A thousand gold coins!"
Yuan Qinghua threw the bomb arrogantly, and Yan Zi completely lost his mind.
What makes Yuan Qinghua frustrated is that his boss is still as stable as a mountain, as if he, Yuan, is talking about something insignificant, or telling an exaggerated story.
Yuan Qinghua became anxious and came closer, "Proprietor, what I said is true. In the past few days, **** people came to my door asking for words. There is an endless stream of people saying that as long as you are willing to write a word, it will be worth thousands of gold. If you can give a whole sentence, the price can be doubled. If it is a couplet, the price can be doubled. If it is a poem, it is worth ten thousand gold. Boss, if you have this ability, why do you have to work so hard to refine blood vessels? Just write at home every day. The money is pouring in like a stream Shui Yi..."
Yuan Qinghua kept talking for a while, but Xu Yi said nothing. Suddenly, he picked up a piece of meatloaf and stuffed it into his mouth, "You want to eat it or not? I will eat it if you don't want to, so don't waste it."
Plop, Yuan Qinghua fell to the ground, his eyes full of disbelief.
Xu Yi said, "I'm telling you kid, don't think about this crooked thing. No one else is stupider than you. You think you can make a living by selling words, but you don't know that things are rare and valuable. Once they become widespread, they are worthless. Just run Zimo Xuan in a down-to-earth manner. Let me remind you again, don't think about it. If you can do it, do it. If you can't, just get back to Guang'an Prefecture."
Xu Yi is greedy for money and leisure. If he could really write and get a lot of money back, how could he not do it?
It's just that he has a sharp mind, remembers the motto that only the sword can make a hundred mistakes, and the heart is never easy, and can calmly see through the fog of interests to see the essence of the problem.
His current Literary Fame is astonishing. Xu Yi How can he pretend to be ignorant? After the sorority incident, he can clearly understand the role of reputation as a good thing.
If it weren't for his reputation, why would Marquis Anqing fall in love with him, even to the point of offending Prince Pu'an Yi?
If it weren't for his reputation, why would Commander of the Imperial Guards be promoted one after another without even meeting him.
All of this comes from reputation.
If he Xu sells his writing for mere money, this shocking Literary Fame will be ruined immediately.
Poet Immortal, Word Sage, a guy who sells his writings for money, can he afford the name Poet Immortal, Word Sage?
Yuan Qinghua was blinded by profit, but his Xu eyes were always extremely clear.
Seeing Yuan Qinghua in despair, Xu Yi didn't want him to be too shocked. With a thought, more than ten Sumeru Ring and more than ten blood weapons appeared on Green Flat.
After a while, Yuan Qinghua got up, his eyes were bright, he stared at the treasures on the ground, and said in a voiceless voice, "Proprietor, which Aristocratic Clan's treasure house are you robbing!"
The decadence has been swept away. Compared with the hotly-hyped words, Sumeru Ring, blood vessels are the eternal treasures in Yuan Qinghua's heart.
"Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you, with these treasures, can we organize a sensational auction? By the way, in addition to these, there are also a lot of Top-grade magic robe, Precious Medicine, and absolutely top-quality raw materials for refining weapons."
Xu Yi Keeping these things is of no use. Instead of exchanging money for money, it is better to keep them at home and sell them slowly, which not only solves the supply problem of Zimo Xuan, but also earns high prices.
As for whether these things would arouse suspicion from the outside world, he was not worried at all. Except for the obvious personal traces on the blood vessels, Sumeru Ring, cassocks, Precious Medicine, etc., no one could tell who belonged to whom.
As for the personal traces of the blood vessel, Yan Zi can achieve it by reshaping it without him having to do anything.
Yuan Qinghua was overjoyed, feeling that life was full of great joys and sorrows, with great ups and downs, and it came so turbulently. "Proprietor, you are too arrogant. I asked all over the capital to find out who would be willing to put Sumeru Ring up for auction. Oh, by the way, you just participated in a high-level auction. You may not know The positioning of the Zimo Xuan level. We only cater to ordinary people in the world, and the major Aristocratic Clan disciples and sect disciples all have their own trading channels. These treasures you brought out are of extraordinary quality, and just picking a few of them is enough to be the finale of our auction. Therefore, these treasures you brought out can be regarded as solving my urgent need."
Xu Yi said, "That's very good. Then you can pick a few pieces and go. After the auction is over, come here to pick them up. Don't choose the blood vessels yet, I still have some use for them."
Yuan Qinghua responded and chose two sets of Top-grade magic robe and one set of Sumeru Ring, which were convenient enough.
Xu Yi was afraid that it was too light, so Yuan Qinghua, who was dripping blood and sensing the Sumeru Ring space, was startled, "Five directions, five full directions, proprietor, this thing is enough to go to the top auction, this, this..."
"What the hell, why can't Zimo Xuan hold the top auction? Look at your little talent." Xu Yi said angrily.
Yuan Qinghua hesitated and asked, "Are you still using the best elixirs as the currency of transaction?"
Xu Yi waved his hand and said, "We are only a month away. The top-quality elixirs on the market must be in short supply. Let's trade them with golden tickets for this auction. By the way, you can buy them at high prices outside the door, Blue Crystal, Yan Guo, and Taiyi Divine Wood. By the way, remember to prepare the portraits of these treasures."
After experiencing the auction, he vaguely felt that Pure Five Elements Raw Material must be of great use. As for its use, he could not guess at the moment.
But at the auction, Pure Five Elements Raw Material's enthusiastic bidding, especially the madness of Yanguo and Taiyi Divine Wood, convinced Xu Yi of this.
But after Xu Yi said the words, Yuan Qinghua looked straight at Xu Yi, swallowed his saliva and said, "Proprietor, you don't have a fever, do you? Do you think these three things can be harvested like fur or grain?"
Xu Yi smiled and said, "The chance is small, but it does not mean that there is no chance. You think that such a divine object should lie in that noble place, but you never thought that opportunity would also come to mortals. Just imagine, is it possible for a farmer or a woodcutter to encounter this object by chance? There are also low-level monks who walk through volcanoes and forests all day long, looking for opportunities. Is it possible for them to encounter this treasure?"
"Although these may be low, it does not mean that they are not available. If they get the chance, such treasures can only be exchanged for a large amount of money, and if they want to exchange them, they can only find stores. This sign has meaning."
"Although the chance is very small, it is always possible. Besides, hanging a sign will not only make people laugh a few times, but it will do nothing less."
This analysis was so emotional that Yuan Qinghua bowed and said, "The proprietor understands human nature well. If he were to do business, he would definitely be ten times better than Old Yuan."
Xu Yi waved his hand, "Stop talking about these useless things. It's okay. If you get the treasure, just go back and organize things. I still have a lot of things to do here."