Zhou Lan didn't want to agree. He raised his head and wanted to refuse, but when he saw Zhang Fan with an expressionless face and a mask on, he hesitated again.
Although Zhang Fan was not speaking at this time, in Zhou Lan's eyes, he was full of mystery and oppression. That kind of momentum was like that of an ancient god, like a god who was high above and looking down on the world.
No matter what such a person says, no one would dare to resist.
Zhou Lan hesitated, this was probably his only chance.
If he refused, not only would the god in front of him be unhappy, but his only chance would slip away. A world-famous gourmet had lost his sense of taste a long time ago?
"I, I am willing to use my amazing memory in exchange for my lost sense of taste..."
A few minutes later, after thinking a lot, Zhou Lan finally knelt on the ground and shouted to Zhang Fan, "I do." When he shouted this, he felt relaxed all over.
He also understood one thing deeply, that is, here, in the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth, no matter what the masked man said, he could only obey and could not resist in the slightest.
Hua Yueying was not there. Zhang Fan picked up a brush, pondered for a moment, and wrote down the contract in which Zhou Lan pawned his memory in exchange for a sense of taste. When he was writing the contract, Zhou Lan had already stood up.
My eyes were fixed on his hands, watching him write as if possessed by god. After each word appeared on the parchment, the words on the parchment seemed to be swimming, full of spirituality.
He looked at all this in surprise and felt that it was all too unbelievable. He looked at Zhang Fan in surprise. There was still a trace of hesitation in his heart, but at this moment he was completely relieved.
The masked man in front of him was the only god he had ever seen.
Although Zhou Lan was knowledgeable, it was the first time that he looked at Zhang Fan with such admiration and trust. He felt that no matter what this man did, he would be utterly obedient and cooperative.
"Sign, bite your middle finger and press your fingerprint..."
After writing the contract on the parchment, Zhang Fan suddenly felt a little tired and asked Zhou Lan to sign and put his fingerprints on it.
After Zhou Lan pressed his hand seal devoutly, Zhang Fan took out the golden seal of the Tiandi Pawnshop, and then stamped it on the parchment scroll, and waited until the seal fell on the parchment scroll.
The entire parchment was covered with a layer of golden light, and then the words became more vivid, and each word on the parchment seemed to want to break through the scroll.
Zhang Fan put away the parchment scroll.
Then he went upstairs and got a transparent glass bottle, pointing the bottle at Zhou Lan's eyes. In a flash, colorful light overflowed from the glass bottle and floated onto Zhou Lan's body.
"Okay, I've given you the sense of taste, it's time for me to draw out your memory!"
Zhang Fan took out an empty bottle and muttered something that Zhou Lan couldn't understand. Zhou Lan felt his body tremble, and then he covered his head with his hands.
It hurts, it hurts so much, it really hurts!
Zhou Lan looked at Zhang Fan in horror. At that moment, he even wondered if the masked man in front of him was going to take his life.
Even if you want to kill him, you wouldn't go to so much trouble, right?
Wouldn't it be more efficient to just stab him with a knife?
But his head really hurt, the pain was indescribable, as if something was being torn out of his brain. He even hoped that he would faint at this moment!
Only if you faint will you not feel that kind of pain.
Fortunately, the pain did not last long, and then Zhou Lan felt relaxed all over, as if something very important was missing from his body and could never be found again!
At this moment, in Zhang Fan's hand, an empty glass bottle became heavy.
He put the bottle on his desk, then looked at Zhou Lan who had woken up and nodded at him.
"Okay, the deal is done, you can leave..."
After Zhang Fan finished saying this, he waved his hand, and Zhou Lan, who was still a little dazed, suddenly disappeared between the pawnshop of heaven and earth.
Zhang Fan turned around and looked at the two things on the table.
It was the same parchment contract that had just been written, and the same super memory that had just been stripped from Zhou Lan. However, the Tiandi Pawnshop only gave Zhou Lan the taste of that skinny woman.
The deal was a complete success.
This was also the first time that Zhang Fan made a deal on his own.
Without Hua Yueying's assistance or anyone else's help, he did this task alone, and he picked up the small bottle containing super memory and held it to his face.
He saw colorful light overflowing from the bottle, and then two little snakes drilled into his nostrils. A slight pain made Zhang Fan frown.
Soon, he felt that there was a lot more information and knowledge in his mind, and Zhou Lan's super memory was all transferred to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan, who originally had a mediocre memory and average talent, changed his aura once again after Zhou Lan's super memory came into play. His eyes were full of confidence and wisdom.
He picked up the thick account books of Tiandi Pawnshop again. He had read these account books many times, but because there was too much content and information, he could not remember most of them.
But this time it was different. This time when he looked at the account book, all the content and information of everyone was remembered in his mind as long as he read it once.
It's like carving something on stone with a chisel and you can never forget it.
"Such a super memory, he can remember everything he sees. This talent is really hard to come by..."
Zhang Fan exclaimed in amazement. This was the first time he used something he had purchased on himself, and he didn't regret it at all. This gift of super memory was really amazing.
"The Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth is still too short-staffed. Hua Yueying has gone to the underworld, and I am the only one left here. I don't have enough people to serve me. I have to be careful in the future and find the right people to pawn their souls for..."
Zhang Fan took a tour around the Tiandi Pawnshop and was filled with emotion. He felt that he should collect more goods. Only with those goods could he attract more people to trade.
Thinking of this, Zhang Fan felt particularly good.
After he walked out of the Tiandi Pawn Shop, he went straight back to his room and went to sleep. When he woke up the next day, he saw that the door of the room was open and Xu Zijun was busy in the kitchen.
"Good morning, Brother Zhang. What would you like to eat today? Do you want me to make you some seafood porridge?"
Xu Zijun stuck his head out and greeted Zhang Fan who had just gotten up, with a smile on his face.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. Hua Yueying was not there. Before Zhang Fan could react, Xu Zijun had already washed his hands and ran to the door quickly!
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