Chapter 44 Chapter 44 Although Xia Zui did not do martial arts...

Although Xia Zui has no experience as a martial arts leader, she has worked before.

Aren’t they choosing the leader of the martial arts world just to get rid of the evil sect, and by the way, to have someone to play the role of regulating the major sects?

What’s the difference between this and the leader asking you to come up with a plan for me?

No difference!

So the moment Xia Zui agreed to become the leader of the martial arts world, she had already thought about what she wanted to do.

The first step is to pack up all the evil sects and hand them over to the government in exchange for money.

The second step is to organize sect competitions from time to time to promote communication and learning.

In fact, Xia Zui wanted to maintain the peace in the martial arts world, but after thinking about it, she decided to give up.

These people in the martial arts world don’t even listen to the emperor, so how can they listen to her?

Besides, this matter is very complicated and it is not her business to get involved.

"So, what other evil cults are there?" Xia Zui asked.

"This..." Master Huiyuan said, "There are many demonic sects, but the most prominent among them is the Jieluo Sect."

"The Jieluo Sect is the most powerful demon sect in the world today."

Xia Zui silently memorized the Jie Luo Sect. Besides that, there were people in the audience shouting about this sect and that sect.

There are too many sects, and in order to avoid making mistakes, Xia Zui decided to collect evidence when the time comes and then catch them all in one fell swoop.

"In that case, let's end the martial arts tournament here," Gongsun Wu also said. "Please come to my residence to discuss the matter."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

[The martial arts tournament is over now. I still want to watch it.]

[The tour guide is really going to become the leader of the martial arts world. Can they take exams to be selected into the major martial arts schools in the future?]

[Hahahaha, you guys are trying to make me laugh to death, do you want to give me a certificate?]

[So, are all these martial arts masters going back? No, I haven't become his disciple yet.]

The live broadcast room was bustling with activity.

Xia Zui followed Gongsun Wu and others back to the mansion and continued to discuss how to deal with the Demon Cult.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to see, Mi Tianxin walked towards the city alone.

"Hmm..." A roar was heard.

Ying Yongxin was about to drive into the city when someone stopped him and said, "Brother, please stay."

He turned his head and saw that the person who spoke was the hero Ji.

Ying Yongxin imitated the way others on TV clenched their fists and saluted, "Hero Ji."

Hero Ji smiled and saluted as well, but his eyes were fixed on his tricycle.

"I wonder what your name is, brother?"

Ying Yongxin scratched his head and said, "My name is Ying Yongxin."

Hero Ji laughed heartily and said, "So it's Brother Ying. I wonder what this thing is and why it looks so gorgeous?"

Ying Yongxin's tricycle is blue, and the paint on it looks really beautiful and sparkles under the sunlight.

Hero Ji only saw the man from Wuming Mountain sitting in a car. The car looked a bit like a horse carriage, but it was different.

For this reason, he stopped the man and wanted to ask him.

Ying Yongxin didn't know how to explain, "This is a tricycle. Hero, you want to go into the city, why don't I give you a ride."

Hero Ji laughed heartily and said, "In that case, thank you very much for your kindness, brother."

He looked around for a moment, thinking that he should sit in the back, so he jumped lightly and got on the car. After sitting down, he even brushed his clothes.

"Hero, please sit down," Ying Yongxin shouted, then turned the handle.

The vehicle just moved forward slowly.

Many gangsters on the roadside also moved aside and watched the car leave with their eyes wide open.

As the car drove further and further away, they finally came to their senses.

"This thing doesn't need a horse to pull it?"

"It looks like a Mohist mechanical device. I've heard that the people of this nameless mountain seem to be related to the Mohist school."

"really?"

"Do you think it would be better if I could steer this thing with one hand and hold the sword with the other?"

"I think we should just use our feet to steer, so that both hands can be free to fight the enemy."

"Bulbasaur! I don't know how much this thing costs. If I can buy it, I really want to buy one."

…

After entering the city, Mi Tianxin held her mobile phone in one hand, talking on video with her mother while looking at the city.

In the video, her mother seems to be on a beach, and judging by the people around her, she should be abroad.

"Wow, that's great," her mother praised. "When I come back the day after tomorrow, I'll come here to play too."

"Well, is there any souvenir that Mom wants?" Mi Tianxin asked.

"Buy whatever you want. Mom will like whatever you buy."

Mi Tianxin blinked and chatted with her mother for a while before hanging up the phone.

She walked into a porcelain shop. The porcelain there looked very beautiful, but it was a pity that Mi Tianxin didn't seem to like it.

[Why not buy the little yellow duck?]

[I feel like the little yellow duck's background is not simple. The island her mother is on seems to be a private island.]

[Wuhu, Mi Tianxin, check out the weapon shop here, it's a local specialty.]

[Hahahaha, the local specialty is weapons.]

[Hey! Speaking of which, Mi Tianxin is at the perfect age to learn martial arts. When we became disciples, they said we were too old, but Mi Tianxin is just fine.]

Mi Tianxin said as she walked, "The porcelain there just now is not very valuable."

"I want to buy something more valuable."

The people in the live broadcast room looked confused. Isn’t buying something just about buying whatever you like?

She continued walking forward, and did stop to look at the weapon shop when she passed by, and finally chose a small knife.

There were some faint patterns on the knife, which were forged.

"It's a great honor, ten taels of silver," said the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper has really gotten over his bad habit of looking down on others these past few days.

At first, he was unwilling to pay any attention to this group of people in strange clothes when they came in.

But hey, this group of people came in with ten people and only one or two left empty-handed.

Some of them didn't want to buy anything, but others around them said, "Since you're here, why not bring some gifts back for your friends and family?"

So the hesitant person bought it.

This was the first time he had seen such a situation in all his years as a shopkeeper.

From then on, he treated everyone who came in dressed like the people from Wuming Mountain well.

This group of people are really wealthy!

Mi Tianxin took out ten pieces of silver from her backpack and handed it to him, then put the knife away.

Then she asked, "Uncle, I want to buy something valuable for collection. Where can I buy it?"

The shopkeeper thought for a moment and asked, "What exactly do you want to buy?"

Mi Tianxin blinked her eyes, "Paintings and calligraphy, porcelain, and coins."

"This..." The shopkeeper clapped his hands, "Miss, are you interested in these things? If you want to buy something different, why not go to the pawnshop and have a look."

"The Yue family pawnshop in the east of the city is a few miles ahead."

Mi Tianxin nodded, "Thank you, uncle."

After she came out, she said to the live broadcast room, "Let's go to the Yue family pawnshop now."

[Listening to what the host said, it always feels like he's trying to get something for nothing.]

[Do you want to buy antiques?]

[Pawnshops can still sell things!]

[Of course they can, otherwise why would they collect it? If they don’t sell it, they’ll keep it for charity.]

[Hey, that makes sense. If I can't find any bargains in modern times, I can go back to ancient times.]

Mi Tianxin said, "My mother said that when buying things, you should buy things that you like and that are valuable. That way, even if you keep it at home, its value will increase and you can pass it on to your descendants."

"As for what is valuable, everyone has different ways of judging, but I think things that are rare and have a certain meaning are valuable."

Mi Tianxin continued as she walked, her voice clearly audible in the livestream room. "Scarcity means it's not easily copied or replaced, and it has a certain uniqueness. And its significance can be historical, artistic, or emotional value."

The audience in the live broadcast room listened with great interest.

[??? Is this an elementary school student? Then what am I, a large piece of trash?]

[So how do you determine whether an item is valuable?]

[I can rest assured knowing that my motherland has you.]

Mi Tianxin smiled and continued, "This requires some knowledge and experience."

"For example, for calligraphy and painting, we need to look at the artist's fame, the age of the work, the state of preservation, and the artistic level of the work. For porcelain, we need to understand the kiln, age, style, and craftsmanship. For coins, we need to look at its circulation, historical background, and preservation status."

“Of course, sometimes it also takes a bit of intuition and luck,” she added.

"Actually, in a world like this martial arts world, I'm not very good at judging it."

After all, she was completely unfamiliar with this place. The only thing she knew was that there was a painting saint named Jiang Cihai.

So it just depends on luck.

Someone in the live broadcast room sighed, "It sounds so complicated. It feels like it's not that easy to find a bargain."

Mi Tianxin nodded. "It's certainly not easy, but that's also the fun of collecting. Every time I find a valuable item, it's like digging for a treasure."

“And the most important thing is the experience.”

As they were talking, Mi Tianxin had already arrived at the Yue family pawnshop in the east of the city.

The pawnshop's storefront is not big, but it looks quite quaint. There is a wooden plaque with the words "Yue Family Pawnshop" written on it hanging at the door.

She pushed the door open and walked in. The light in the store was a little dim, and there was a faint musty smell in the air.

Behind the counter stood a middle-aged man in a simple robe, looking down at the account book.

Hearing someone coming in, the man raised his head and when he saw Mi Tianxin, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Little girl, are you here to pawn or redeem it?" the man asked with a smile.

Mi Tianxin looked up at him and replied, "Neither, I'm here to buy something."

The man was slightly stunned, then he showed a look of understanding, "I see, I wonder what the girl wants to buy?"

He looked up and down at the little girl in front of him. The little girl was wearing strange clothes and he couldn't make out what she was wearing.

However, this person has delicate skin, and this alone shows that she definitely has the money.

Mi Tianxin was not shy about buying things and just said, "I like interesting things."

Xiang Cheng lowered his head and smiled, "In that case, why don't you come in with me, young lady?"

He led Mi Tianxin to the inner room of the store, where there were shelves displaying various items, from old calligraphy and paintings to exquisite porcelain, to various gold and silver jewelry.

"These are all pawned items. You can choose whatever you like," Xiang Cheng said, and then ordered the servants, "Pour a cup of tea."

The servant nodded and went down to work.

Xiang Cheng sat and looked at the little girl, wanting to see if she could come up with any name.

Mi Tianxin put her hands behind her back and carefully observed these items.

She first looked at a painting, observing it carefully for a while before moving away to check out other items.

The audience in the live broadcast room also followed her perspective and admired these antiques one by one.

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room never stopped.

But Mi Tianxin did not answer at this time.

She just focused on the objects in front of her until she stopped in front of a painting with a signature on it: Qingsongyin.

"How much is this painting worth?" Mi Tianxin asked.

Although this painting looks a bit old, the mountains and rivers in it are majestic and the brushstrokes are delicate, giving it a unique artistic conception.

Xiang Cheng smiled slightly. He saw that Mi Tianxin was interested in the painting, so he said, "This painting was painted by Master Qingsongyin. If you really want it, I can give you a fair price."

"One hundred taels."

Mi Tianxin shook her head and said, "This painting is not worth it."

Xiang Cheng raised an eyebrow. "Then, young lady, how much do you think this painting is worth?"

Mi Tianxin's eyes lingered on the edge of the painting. "The paper used for this painting is rough, and the ink is a little dim. It's obvious that it hasn't been carefully maintained. It must be worth at most twenty taels."

Xiang Cheng shook his head, "Twenty taels is a bit too low."

"If you really want it, add another ten taels and the painting will be yours."

Mi Tianxin smiled and said, "Alright, I'll just treat it as making friends with you."

She directly took out silver from her backpack to pay without any further bargaining.

After the transaction was completed, she carefully rolled up the painting, put it in the painting box, and prepared to leave.

After she came out, he looked at the comments in the live broadcast room.

[Sold out so quickly? I'm still curious to see how the host bargains.]

[Is this painting so cheap?]

[Isn't he called Master Qingsongyin?]

[Why don't you buy some porcelain?]

[I feel like something is fishy. Little yellow duck, have you been scammed?]

Mi Tianxin responded to the audience in the live broadcast room as she walked away, "That boss lied to me."

"Just looking at the paper, you can tell it's not well-preserved. It's definitely not a masterpiece by a master. If it were, it wouldn't be left lying there."

"But this painting is nice. I guess this Qingsongyin must be a person of unknown reputation."

"Well, it's only thirty taels anyway, so I'll just buy it."

"If you want to find a bargain, you can't buy it at a pawn shop. It would be great if there was an antique market here," muttered Mi T Sweetheart.

In fact, Mi Tianxin’s guess was correct. Qingsongyin was indeed not a famous person.

After Mi Tianxin left, Xiang Cheng counted out the thirty taels and listened to the servants' compliments, "Boss, you bought the painting for just a few dozen coins and sold it for thirty taels. You've made a killing."

Xiang Cheng smiled and didn't answer.

This painting was originally sold to him by a poor scholar who said he was going to Beijing to take the imperial examinations. His mother was seriously ill and the family had no money, so he had to pawn a lot of his belongings.

He only paid a few dozen coins for the painting because it was good, and he felt a bit of a loss when it was sold for a mere thirty taels.

But never mind, it will just gather dust anyway.

Although Mi Tianxin didn't know, she wouldn't feel at a loss even if she knew.

“Everyone has their own preferences in art, just like what you like.”

"Let's go! Let's go shopping for some gold jewelry here. After we finish touring Sifang City in the next two days, we'll go to the capital to play. Maybe we'll have a chance to see some officials."

She continued to stroll happily, while Ying Yongxin on the other side was deep in thought as he accepted the hundred taels of silver note given to him by Hero Ji.

He didn't know what happened just now, but that hero Ji started to treat him as a brother.

Ying Yongxin was dizzy after a while, and then he heard Ji Daxia say why he loved his tricycle.

He said he was willing to pay a high price to buy it.

Ying Yongxin didn't dare to ask for a high price, as the tour guide had previously strictly prohibited tourists from deceiving the ancients.

In the end, he only quoted a price that was 5 percent higher than the original price of the tricycle.

It's a small profit.

"Hero, this really won't work. This car isn't worth so much money. How about we go and trade it?" Ying Yongxin pulled Hero Ji and refused to let him go.

He didn't dare to accept one hundred taels, that would be more than thirty thousand yuan.

His electric car is not worth that much money.

Hero Ji said, "It's only a hundred taels. How can this tricycle not be worth the price?"

They have to spend dozens of taels to buy a good horse.

What's more, he just heard what Brother Ying said, that this tricycle does not need to eat grass, it only needs to bask in the sun and will not get tired.

What a car this is.

Ying Yongxin said with a bitter face, "Master Ji, please, let's go and exchange it. I only need 27 taels of silver."

"I cannot go against...the rules of our Wuming Mountain."

When Hero Ji heard this, he exclaimed, he had never seen such a stubborn person.

What is the rule of Wuming Mountain that they cannot accept money?

"Well, in that case, let's go. I wonder if Brother Ying would be willing to tell me more about how to drive this thing?" Hero Ji sat in the car but didn't understand.

When Ying Yongxin saw that he had finally let him go, he quickly said, "Okay, then. I'll teach you."

But don't let this hero go on the road before he has learned how to do it, otherwise what if he hits someone?

They murmured and decided to go out to exchange money first, and then find an empty place to learn how to drive.

The live broadcast room is also interesting.

[This is hilarious! The hero driving a tricycle, will he be accompanied by a roar whenever he appears in the future?]

[Hero: Sister, do you want me to give you a ride?]

[Hahahahahaha!]

[What's the difference between this and Guan Yu riding a motorcycle and wielding a sword?]

[Okay, okay, maybe from now on, Hero Ji’s nickname will become Hero Sanlun.]

Hero Ji didn't know that someone was already worried about his future.

Now he just wants to learn to master this thing as quickly as possible. He thinks this thing is pretty good.

He was very comfortable sitting in the back just now.

In the future, when he lives alone in the mountains, he can also use this cart to carry things.

That's great.

——

Chen Mansion.

"Master, there is a woman from an unknown mountain outside who claims to have business to discuss with you," Lai Fu reported.

Originally, there was no need to say anything about this matter. If the other party couldn't produce a visiting card, just reject it.

But ever since Miss Chi, Master Chen has taken a special interest in those people from Wuming Mountain.

Look, Lai Fu came to report.

Master Chen raised his eyebrows. He had been very sad since Miss Chi left. When he heard that someone else had arrived, he quickly said, "Please come in quickly."

Lai Fu then went to bring the person in. After she arrived, Master Chen, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at her and asked, "May I know the name of this lady?"

“But is he from the Nameless Mountain?”

Although that's indeed what she was wearing, I still have to ask.

"My name is Jiang Bumei, and I am the man from the nameless mountain," Director Jiang said as he sat aside.

When Master Chen heard this, he thought it was a good idea. He quickly asked, "I wonder what brings Madam Jiang to my Chen Mansion?"

Director Jiang took the tea handed to him by the maid and said, "Thank you."

"I came here to discuss important matters with you, Master Chen. To be honest, I am a director."

Mr. Chen:?

"Director...actor, what does it do?"

Director Jiang smiled and said, "The director is the one who records the story. Mr. Chen must have seen the photos of our Wuming Mountain before. These photos can depict people, but they are motionless."

"But I can record this moment, which is dynamic."

Master Chen became interested after hearing what she said. "Maybe we can show it off?"

Director Jiang took out his phone and found a movie he had filmed. "Master Chen, please take a look."

Mr. Chen looked into the small square and saw several people talking in it. The clothes these people were wearing seemed to be exactly the same as those of Wumingshan.

He didn't understand some of what they said, but the vivid expressions and movements were very novel to him.

His eyes widened and he couldn't help but move closer, afraid of missing any details.

"This... this is truly magical!" Master Chen exclaimed in amazement. "This tiny box can actually hold so many people, and even make them move!"

Director Jiang explained with a smile, "This is just the tip of the iceberg of our Wumingshan skills."

[Okay, okay, over there the ancients are riding tricycles, and over here the ancients are watching a movie.]

[You guys will ruin the martial arts world sooner or later, hahahaha.]

[Why did Director Jiang want to solicit investment in ancient times? Don’t we have investors now?]

"You're stupid! She definitely needs a location to film in ancient times. Do you think she'd lose a ton of money if she invested in modern times, converted it into gold, and then rented a location in ancient times? Gold is so expensive these days."

[That’s right, we still have to find a wealthy family from ancient times.]

[Chen. The wool is endless. Master]

"This... do you want to record me?" Mr. Chen thought that it was okay.

If his appearance could be recorded, future generations would be able to see it at any time.

If you think about it carefully, it seems good.

Director Jiang said, "What's the point of just recording it? I'd like to invite martial arts masters to stage a play. In this play, Mr. Chen is a wealthy and philanthropist. I wonder if Mr. Chen is interested?"

Mr. Chen stroked his beard and invited masters from the martial arts world to rehearse the play.

Sounds interesting, but...

"That's not right," Master Chen suddenly said.

Director Jiang put his phone away and looked at him with a frown. Master Chen spoke again, "Since it's a play, why can't I be a martial arts master?"

"This master feels that since there are martial arts masters in this play, there must also be the best in the martial arts world."

The more Master Chen thought about it, the more satisfied he felt. He himself had no martial arts skills, but since it was a play, he could of course arrange it however he wanted.

"What do you think?"

Director Jiang glanced at his chubby belly and said, "Of course, Master Chen is right."

"From the look of Master Chen's demeanor, I see he's the best in the martial arts world."

Master Chen laughed heartily and said, "That's right! My wife must be the most beautiful woman in the world."

"That's absolutely right," Director Jiang said with a smile.

"Okay, then you can put on the show," Mr. Chen said with a wave of his hand.

"Master, wait a minute," Director Jiang said quickly, "This play isn't difficult to rehearse. We just need a venue, money, and martial arts masters..."

Master Chen touched the big ring on his finger and said, "It's not difficult. If you want a place, just go find Lai Fu. As for the money..."

"As long as they are willing to come and rehearse, just give them money."

Let the people from the martial arts world come to film the show, and he is the best master in the martial arts world, hahahaha!

It's just a small amount of money, not worth mentioning.

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The author has something to say: Director Jiang: Let’s get the investment first.