Chapter 392 Zuixianlou, Wang Ye!

After a while, Wang Ye and Aji walked out of Songfeng Tower.

At this time, Wang Ye put the two silver notes worth three hundred taels into his arms, his face full of joy.

A jar of bath water was sold for six hundred taels, which was definitely a huge profit.

Compared to Wang Ye's happy face, Aji looked confused.

The reason was simple: everything that happened in that private room was too outrageous.

Just now.

In order to buy that jar of bath water, the group of young men were like the gods of literature and the living saints of calligraphy.

I made up all the reasons I could think of.

What is refreshing, soothing, and long-lasting fragrance...

These are still basic functions.

What's more, it is said that this water can dispel evil and gloom, and calm the mind.

It is more useful than the rootless water with talismans sold in temples.

The most outrageous one is Lin Yiyun!

This grandson was talking a lot and praising people in a nonsensical way.

They turned a jar of bath water into holy water that brings blessings, drives away evil spirits, cures diseases, eliminates disasters, and strengthens the body.

Not only that, from what Lin Yiyun said, besides the sheep-fat dew in the jade bottle, there was also the jar of bath water...

Those words left Aji and Wang Ye in awe.

It left the rest of the young people speechless.

That was why the jar of "holy water" was finally sold to him for six hundred taels of silver.

"Old money-grubber, are Lin Yiyun and his gang sick?"

After being stunned for a moment, Aji looked at Wang Ye and said, "It's okay to spend six hundred taels of silver to buy bath water..."

"You can even brag about it to the sky!"

"Especially Lin Yiyun's grandson!"

"My goodness, those who know it is bath water, but those who don't know it would think it is the mutton-fat dew in the jade bottle!"

"Nonsense, of course they are sick!"

After hearing what Aji said, Wang Ye said, "Otherwise, who would spend six hundred taels to buy someone else's bath water?"

"Not to mention that half of this bath water is yours!"

Wang Ye's face was full of disgust from what he said.

"yes!"

After hearing this, Aji suddenly understood.

He slapped his forehead and looked at Wang Ye.

At the same time, he said, "Old miser, in that case, can you give me some of this silver?"

“That makes sense…”

After hearing what Aji said, Wang Ye nodded: "After all, you contributed some materials, otherwise it wouldn't be sold for so much money!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye took out ten taels of silver and gave it to Aji: "Use it to buy roast chicken..."

"Ten taels?!"

Looking at the ten taels of silver in his hand, Aji screamed: "My goodness, Lao Cai Mini is really evil!"

"I contributed most of the ingredients in that jar, and I only got ten taels?"

"You little bastard!"

At this time, Wang Ye raised his hand and gave Aji a slap, and said, "Why do you think they bought it?"

"I bought it because of Miss Cheng Suxin."

"Otherwise, with your ability, you won't be able to sell it for ten taels even if it's washed to pieces!"

"Come on, forget it. I'll save it to buy rouge for my sister!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye rolled his eyes!

"Ten taels is ten taels. I'll go buy two roast chickens right now. Don't eat a single bite!"

As he said that, Aji took ten taels of silver and ran towards the market.

"You little brat..."

Looking at Aji's back, Wang Ye shook his head and walked towards the money house.

As he walked, he muttered: "Aji, this brat is so reckless. I gave him 70 taels of silver. Chen Chong brought his family with him and gave him 100 taels of silver..."

"It's obvious that this little girl comes from a wealthy family, so I'll just give her fifty taels."

"I'll keep the rest for my sister, hehehe!"

…

After leaving Wang Ye, Aji bought two roast chickens and ate them while walking.

At the same time, he kept muttering: "This old money-grubber only gave me ten taels out of six hundred taels..."

"I'll eat this roast chicken first before taking it back, don't even think about snatching it from me..."

While muttering, Aji came to the center of Jinling City.

At this time, a huge arena has been initially built in the huge square.

Some shirtless men with big hair were busy working.

The sweat dripped onto his oily muscles, making him look extremely powerful.

Obviously, these people were making preparations for the Divine Sword Conference to be held in Wanjian Tower in a few days.

"This Wanjian Tower is really a big deal!"

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

Watching this scene, Aji thought to himself, "Not only setting up the stage but also sending the sword, but also inviting someone like Miss Cheng to hold the sword and demonstrate it..."

"Everything you put out here is a waste of money!"

Thinking of this, Aji couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, people spend a lot of money to become famous..."

"As for me, when will I be able to pay off the money I owe?"

Thinking of this, Aji shook his head.

Just as he shook his head, he suddenly saw a crowd of people not far away.

Some martial artists dressed in tight clothes and holding swords gathered together, seemingly discussing something.

Seeing this, Ajiden time came to interest.

At this time, he stepped into the crowd, but was looking at a sign in front of him.

There are seven big words written on the top: Registration Office for the Divine Sword Conference!

Below the sign, there were two men in tight clothes sitting there, registering people.

"Excalibur Tournament..."

Seeing this, Aji took a bite of the roast chicken and asked, "Registration office?"

"good!"

After hearing what Aji said, the man said, "My Wanjian Tower is holding a Divine Sword Conference. Not only are we inviting famous sects, but even martial arts masters can sign up on their own!"

"I see that you are strong and sturdy, little brother, you should be able to play two games."

"Why not sign up and give it a try? If you win, you can get the magic weapon forged by my Wanjian Tower!"

Hearing the man's words, Aji was stunned at first.

Then he asked, "This...are there any requirements for registration?"

"Of course not!"

Hearing this, the man laughed and said, "We don't charge any money for registration, and we don't set any requirements. As long as you are not an old, weak, woman or child and you are confident in yourself, you can go on stage and demonstrate!"

"How about it, little brother, are you coming?"

As he spoke, a smile appeared on the man's face.

Looking at the smile on the man's face, Aji's heart moved and he couldn't help but smile.

He looked at the man in front of him and said, "Forget it, but I'll sign up for someone else!"

"This man is tall and strong, and his boxing skills are superb..."

"If he comes, he will definitely win a title!"

"oh?"

As soon as these words came out, the man's face lit up and he asked, "Are you serious, little brother?"

"Of course I take it seriously. Just write it down!"

Looking at the man in front of him, Aji puffed out his chest and spoke.

"In that case, what is this person's name and from what sect?"

"Forehead"

Hearing this, Aji scratched his head and said, "Just write Wang Ye of Zuixianlou!"

After hearing Aji's words, the man did not hesitate.

With a big stroke of the brush in his hand, he wrote Wang Ye's name on the booklet.

Seeing this, Aji showed a sly smile on his face: You old miser, I always bully me, now you're going to make a fool of yourself on stage!

(End of this chapter)