Chapter 335: The Best Actor! The Taoist Priest is in control! The King of Martial Arts is on the offensive!

"Master, please enjoy your meal!"

Princess Jing brought a new bottle of Golden Thunder Bamboo Wine with a gentle smile on her face. She walked like a willow swaying in the wind. After opening the bottle, she brought it to Yi Chen's desk. However, the careful Yi Chen noticed that what she gave to His Royal Highness Prince Jing was a different kind of wine, which made him sigh that the landlord really had no surplus food.

This time he did not drink it all at once, but took a sip: "Your Highness, I have a kind heart and only a few humble opinions. You will understand them if you listen to them."

"I joined the Great Qin Dharma Assembly for fame first and profit second. And I don't like to earn money from the poor."

"Whose money does the Taoist priest want to make?" King Jing glanced at his own princess, then smiled and toasted Yi Chen from afar.

"We will earn money from whoever has money, for example, the sect and the King of Martial Arts."

Upon hearing this, King Jing stopped drinking, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "So, Taoist priest, do you want to earn money from King Wu or from the sect?"

"Only children make choices. Since I have made a move, then naturally, I want them all! Do you agree, Your Highness?" Yi Chen grinned and looked at King Jing. At the same time, they both saw the true thoughts in each other's eyes.

They both raised their glasses at the same time and couldn't help laughing together: "Big picture!" (in unison)

After drinking the wine in the cup at the same time, King Jing couldn't help but bowed to Yi Chen and asked: "Then, Taoist priest, how can you make King Wu and the sect monks fall into your trap?"

"Hehe, there is no rush for this matter. I have a pure heart. When it comes to making money, I want to do it in a legitimate way so that people will be convinced."

"Fellow Daoist Black Butterfly's previous plan actually made no sense. If you want to earn other people's money, you have to attract people first. Therefore, in the early stage, we can heat up the sector. At the beginning, we start with the star figures among the independent cultivators and the cultivators who are ranked lower."

“In the beginning, we would rather lose money than deliberately make money. In the early stage, we only do three things: fairness, fairness, and fairness!”

"I want to make this clear to Your Highness. It's like a plant like leeks. Although it will grow just by watering it, it will grow even faster if you add some fertilizer!"

"We have to let more people come in. When more people play, that's when we can make money."

Yi Chen's left hand with the ring on it unconsciously stroked the wine glass, and he bowed to King Jing with a smile, "Your Highness, don't you see, the way of heaven is vicissitudes, there are ups and downs in good times, and ups and downs in bad times.

In the past, the Great Qin Dynasty lined up its troops in the West, surrounded by wolves, but because of this, it had strong soldiers and generals. The way of success and failure, the principle of gain and loss, are subtle. Your Highness should know better than me how the Great Qin Dynasty won the world. "

"If Your Highness forgets his life for the sake of small gains, and is afraid of losing his body when doing big things, then it would be better for you to pretend that I have not been here today."

Since he regarded King Jing as a partner, Yi Chen still tried his best to point out the pros and cons to him and make it clear in advance to avoid entanglements later. The strategy between partners must be clear.

"Of course I don't care about this. Then may I ask, Taoist priest, how did King Wu fall into the trap?" King Jing asked again. In the end, he couldn't help but asked Yi Chen the question that concerned him most.

Yi Chen glanced at King Jing in surprise. This prince has always been smart and capable, and he does things calmly. He even forced him to make things clear regarding the matter of the scriptures. He didn't expect that he couldn't help himself today. It seems that King Wu, his good brother, put a lot of pressure on him.

Damn, what a loss.

Now it seems that even if he asks for 60% or 70%, His Royal Highness Prince Jing will agree to it as long as he explains the pros and cons.

It seems that sometimes our own people hate us more than our enemies do. The fruit grown on the tree of time tastes the same in any world.

Thinking of this, Yi Chen felt a little relaxed. This kind of King Jing is more like a human being. Otherwise, how is he different from his previous life?

Bah, delete the above.

The clear wine fell into the glass. Yi Chen took a sip and then said with a smile, "Your Highness, since we have set up the stage and there is such a big commotion, His Highness King Wu must know that the boss behind this game is you, Your Highness."

"I heard that the King of Wu always plays against you. What do you think, considering the King of Wu's personality, will he follow you in this game or not?"

"Not only will he follow, he will soon see the huge benefits. King Wu is not as rich as Your Highness in controlling the Eastern Region. By then, he will be blinded by the benefits and will inevitably manipulate the fight."

At this point, Yi Chen paused with a smile, and looked at King Jing again. They both laughed at the same time: "Despicable!" (in unison)

"Good! Good! Good! Wonderful! But if that's the case, how can we profit from it?" King Jing's eyes flashed with excitement. He clapped his hands on the table and praised, and he even stood up in excitement.

At this time, he had already vaguely guessed what would happen next, but he wanted to hear the thoughts of the Taoist Master Yinlong in front of him.

"Your Highness, you are still talking about money!"

Seeing her husband lose his composure like this, Princess Jing couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, covered her face with her wide sleeves, drank a bottle of sake, and then continued to smile, "Master Yinlong is here, so the money has arrived!"

"Let's eat the food first."

"Master, although this dish of Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix is ​​a bit plain, it has a unique flavor when used as a side dish for wine."

"And don't worry, Taoist Priest. There are no wild geese among the hundreds of birds. I have already told the kitchen about this."

When a person reaches a certain level, even every hair on his body can be taken care of in the best possible way.

Upon hearing this, Yi Chen couldn't help but take a closer look at the princess beside Prince Jing. This girl was indeed very meticulous and lively. No wonder Prince Jing loved her so much.

Too thin.

The so-called "Hundred-Year-Old Phoenix" is made by using the sparrow tongues of different rare birds, which are soaked and braised in various spiritual ingredients and then stir-fried.

Even though it's just a small plate in front of you, I don't know how many rare birds have lost their voices because of it, physically.

Looking at the dish in front of him, Yi Chen, who had a kind heart, couldn't help but sigh. This was the reason why he had been struggling to climb up.

Now that the world has changed, he will either be a knife or a sparrow's tongue. He does not want to be a sparrow's tongue, so he puts a lot of effort and takes risks, madly recruiting people and increasing combat power, all for the purpose of becoming the pure yang that hangs high above the fate of all living beings.

Although God has the virtue of loving life, Master Yi also has the eighth virtue, thrift! Wasting food is shameful.

He hesitated for a moment and then picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Hiss! What a nice smell! Suddenly, his thrifty virtues became even more radiant.

After eating three mouthfuls in a row, Yi Chen finally put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "With your intelligence, you must have guessed what will happen next. Do you really need me to point it out?"

"King Wu will definitely open a market like Your Highness did. If that's the case, we will hedge. Your Highness can just break up the whole into small pieces and run to King Wu's market to buy up all of my stocks!"

"Based on my current ranking, I think the odds of me winning the first place in this Great Qin Dharma Assembly are definitely very high. As long as we guide them well, I will defeat all sixteen of them!"

"We only need one wave. No matter how much King Wu eats, he will use it all to make wedding clothes for us in the end!"

"Your Highness does not need to do anything, just open the market normally and control the situation."

“The desires in people’s hearts are like rolling stones falling from the top of a mountain. Once they start rolling, they will only get faster and faster until they can no longer be stopped.”

“This is the way of heaven!”

Having said this, Yi Chen's voice suddenly became excited and he made the final decision.

"Therefore, King Wu must have fallen into the trap! Since he has fallen into the trap, he should not come out!"

"He won, won, won, and finally lost everything!"

"It is better to pursue the enemy with the remaining courage than to seek fame by imitating the tyrant. If Your Highness has the means to secretly get the evidence of King Wu's manipulation of the battle to the people of the sect, then, Your Highness, you said that in the end, when the heroes were so aggressive, they were willing to admit defeat. Is there anyone who would hold on to Your Highness and I? We did not cheat."

"This is the way to transform contradictions. Contradictions will not disappear, but they will be transferred. If this method is still not enough to quell the resentment, I, with my humble talent, still have seven or eight other ways to get through safely. King Wu will have to eat this pile of shit even if he doesn't want to."

At this point, Prince Jing and Princess Jing both had solemn expressions, with surprise flickering in their eyes. Prince Jing and his wife looked at each other, then stood up together and raised their glasses!

Yi Chen also stood up and poured the wine!

The three of them said in unison: "Great wisdom!"

"Someone, come here, bring two more plates of Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix to the Taoist priest, and one plate to be taken away." The sharp-eyed Princess Jing saw that most of the sparrow tongue on Yi Chen's table had been eaten, so she clapped her hands and gave the order in a stern manner.

After the servants left, Yi Chen continued to discuss the details with King Jing and his wife.

Teach them how to guide and control public opinion and how to hedge.

During this period, if he really opened the market honestly, King Wu would definitely send people to play tricks to buy the fighting methods he controlled. In order to prevent a big loss in this situation, he directly bought the opponent's market to hedge. At most, he would suffer a small loss. In the end, he would use this sharp knife to kill the dragon with one strike! Master Yi was a strategic person. How could he let King Wu fleece him for nothing? It was all my money!!!

In addition, it has to be packaged, there has to be topics, and it has to stir up heat. It doesn’t matter whether the topics are reasonable or not, the volume has to be large, and the news has to be mixed. You have to get the snowball rolling first to create growth and cultivate the market.

Inside the carved palace, the voices of Yi Chen and King Jing and his wife whispering could be heard for a while. After deciding on a strategy, it would be useless without good skills and tactics. For such matters, Master Yi must be a good operator.

He promised to let King Wu and the people from the sect ride a roller coaster that would be so enjoyable that they could not breathe.

Cut them to death! Crack, crack, crack! He had previously proposed giving Lin Luo a 10% profit, firstly to repay Lin Luo's kindness, and secondly to get the Criminal Court to join in the fun.

After all, Lin Luo knew his previous strength. Blocking this path and taking the main credit for killing the Amethyst Demon would be the only way to be safe.

Since we are friends, we have to make concessions. If we let our friends not have enough to eat, what kind of friends are we? This 10% profit without paying anything is already an astronomical figure, and it is definitely worthy of Lin Luo's efforts.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Taoist Master Yi has always been generous. When there is money, everyone makes money together. Of course, he wants to take the biggest share! In the end, there are still some scraps left for the people below to make dumplings. Qin Qingyun looked at the sinister smiles on the faces of several people and couldn't help shuddering for a moment.

She didn't understand. What is storytelling? What is shock and wash? Breaking down the whole into small pieces to absorb funds?

Suddenly her eyes became clear.

…. …. "Master, what does it mean to tell a story? What does it mean to shake the market and break it down into small pieces to absorb the stock? Can you tell me again, and explain it in more detail?"

“I don’t understand anything!”

In Jingzhu Cave, inside the Purple Bamboo Cottage, Qin Qingyun's eyes had turned into stars. She came up diligently to massage Yi Chen's shoulders, but unfortunately her cheeks were bulging and she couldn't press any further. It was as if she was pressing on a piece of magic iron, and it didn't move at all.

After conspiring with King Jing, in order to deepen his relationship with Yi Chen, King Jing asked Yi Chen to give some advice to his precious daughter, and he excitedly went down with his wife to arrange the matter.

King Jing got a 40% share that matched his contribution.

This is the second virtue of Master Yi Dao: fairness!

"Qingyun, the master has told you three times and given you five examples, but you still don't understand~"

"Listen to my advice, Master. You are different from others. Don't spend your time thinking. Practice hard. Practice is the foundation."

"Also, use more strength, Master, please help me~"

Yi Chen sighed, and couldn't help but give earnest advice, every word coming from the bottom of his heart.

How outstanding and spiritual he was in his previous life. He was so sexy that he cut off all the people he couldn't offend. In the end, he was hit by a dump truck that crossed six lanes and turned a corner! He couldn't handle it, he couldn't handle it at all. High-end business wars often only require the simplest way to open.

This is also the way of heaven~ But he is different in this world. With great power within himself, he can do a dump truck, and he has even learned to do sit-ups, three times at that.

He didn't even know how he lost this time at the Great Qin Dharma Assembly.

No one would be able to compete with Master Yi in endurance... Master Yi borrows energy from the sky and never returns it. If others risk their heads to compete with him, or compete with Yi Chengzi, do others have the strength to do so?

This is a unique opportunity, with the right time, right place and right people. Yi Chen feels that he would be letting down the ancestors of Yinlong Temple if he doesn't drive the combine harvester to do this.

After finishing this, if he wanted, he would dare to replicate it one-to-one, move the Hidden Dragon Temple to Dongzhou, and replace it with gold.

Grandmaster, pure gold!

Dao Zun, pure gold! Of course, Zhuilongshan can't do that, it's too crazy.

It's a pity that there are no incense and gods in this world, otherwise he feels that with his contributions, even if he dies and goes to the underworld, the ancestors will at least give him a cigarette and protect his fire.

The second day.

Yi Chen, who stayed in Jingzhu Cave, did not leave because he was fishing.

This place is just like home, and King Jing and his wife speak nicely. He likes this place very much~ But his stupid apprentice Qin Qingyun is damned. It turns out that he is a good fisherman, which makes him quite unhappy. He even wanted to summon Miaozi to teach him a new fishing rod method.

"Master, I've caught another one. This one must weigh more than 300 pounds. Master, come and help me. Bring me the net."

"Get lost! Don't get close to me!"

"Master, I respect you!" Qin Qingyun suddenly kissed Yi Chen on the face.

"Get out, Yuanrun, get out! If you dare to do this again, I will let your uncle Meow explain the rules of the Hidden Dragon Alliance to you."

"We have now added another rule to the alliance rules: Apprentices cannot hurt Master Boer's face~" Yi Chen threatened expressionlessly.

Qin Qingyun is only fourteen years old and is not Yi Chen's type at all. He likes women like Sect Master Qin Yun who are more feminine.

Of course, he was just speaking metaphorically.

Seeing that Yi Chen was angry, Qin Qingyun couldn't help but stick out her tongue and continued to play tug-of-war with the big fish.

She must catch this fish today and present it to Uncle Miao.

…. ….And at this moment, because Yi Chen flapped his butterfly wings, the cultivators in Taiwu City discovered that the Great Qin Dharma Assembly suddenly heated up and became extremely colorful.

Overnight, King Jing's odds had risen, and all kinds of chaotic news spread like wildfire in Taiwu City and spread madly outside.

Fairy Ye Qingxue of Qianyuan Sword Sect is very distressed now.

She looked at the words on the pages of the book in her hand, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and shout angrily.

"How dare you! Who is it that arranged this for me? You are not worthy of being a human being! You are not worthy of being a human being!"

"It's really that mother's!"

With the help of the daylight, I could see the following words on the page: "One of the leaders of this Great Qin Dharma Assembly is Ye Qingxue, the fairy of Qianyuan Sword Sect. It is said that she bit off her umbilical cord when she was born. She learned to chop people before she learned to walk. When she was eight years old, the chief chef at her home tried to flirt with her, but he stabbed her eighteen times in one second... She then became a disciple of Qianyuan Sword Sect... Odds..."

This article was apparently compiled by Yi Chen in his spare time while fishing, and it is quite explosive. Ye Qingxue is a prominent figure in Qianyuan Sword Sect, a giant sect in the Eastern Region, with many admirers. She is a famous beauty. Yi Chen's move directly increased the topic and made it a hit.

This is the charm of soft advertising, viral spread.

If Bai Yunzi's last words hadn't restricted his performance, he would have gone astray long ago.

Of course, this is only the first short essay of Master Yi. He still has a lot of work to do. He has already selected the next unlucky guy, and the copy is also very interesting. He will post it tomorrow.

At the same time, in Taiwu City, outside the tall mansion of His Royal Highness King Wu, a young monk in blood-stained clothes glanced at the jade carving of Pixiu in front of the door and couldn't help but smile.

He, Xue Lingzi, has a business to discuss with King Wu.

(End of this chapter)