Originally, Wei Chaoyang sold luck to raise money to buy a storage and transportation device.

But now there is no need for it at all!

He has mastered more than a hundred methods of storing luck.

No one knows how to escape from the life palace to store luck better than him!

In this case, there is no need to sell luck to raise money, and there is no need to suffer from such cowardice!

So, it’s time to show off!

Wei Chaoyang stretched out his hand towards Old Man Li, "Come on!"

All the masters who show off should say as little as possible before showing off.

He only said one word, which was less than half of "Jianlai". As long as this guy is pretending, he must go to heaven!

With just one word spoken, he was full of momentum, as if the king was about to arrive!

The old man with glasses subconsciously sat up straight and stared at Wei Chaoyang with narrowed eyes.

I have never heard of anyone outside the committee being able to master the method of storing and transporting fortunes outside of the life palace.

If true, it will definitely shock the top committee officials!

Old Man Li was stunned, "What?"

Damn it, there's no tacit understanding at all, and you can't even pretend to be cool smoothly.

Wei Chaoyang had no choice but to shake his palms and said, "Paper and pen!"

Old Man Li said "Oh", took out the talisman pen and yellow paper he carried with him, and put them in Wei Chaoyang's hand.

After thinking about it, I took out the cinnabar ink and tried to put it on the yellow paper.

Wei Chaoyang glared at him.

If you don’t have three hands, do you have to lie down on the ground to draw talisman? Then why are you pretending to be cool? Isn’t it just pure stupidity?

Fortunately, Old Man Li was so blessed this time that he quickly picked up the ink cartridge and sent it to Wei Chaoyang.

Wei Chaoyang held the pen in one hand and pinched the talisman with the other hand. He dipped it in cinnabar and used the brush to draw a talisman on the ground.

In the past, even if I had it in my mind, it would not have been easy to draw it so completely and to a standard.

But he has been using the projection board to draw for a while, and now he is drawing according to the runes in his mind, which is almost the same as using the projection board to copy. Therefore, he can finish it in one go, and he looks like a veteran of drawing runes.

After the talisman was drawn, Wei Chaoyang threw the pen to Old Man Li, took the talisman paper and folded it into a square box.

It was only about the size of a matchbox, crooked and ugly.

But Wei Chaoyang put the box on the counter, immediately grabbed the bad luck in the round boxes, stuffed them in one after another, and actually stuffed them all!

The round box can only hold one shipment because there is something wrong with the runes on it.

But the runes in Wei Chaoyang's mind are complete, so this small cardboard box can hold at least thirty pieces of luck!

The old man with glasses took a magnifying glass and looked at the small cardboard box. His hands trembled and he almost sold the magnifying glass.

Fortunately, he reacted in time, grabbed it firmly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't hold it firmly. Although this thing looks like a magnifying glass, it is actually not a magnifying glass. It is a fortune teller made by the committee members. Each one costs tens of thousands. If it breaks, you will have to pay personal compensation!

"Mo's storage and transportation technique?" The old man with glasses returned his mind to the carton and blurted out, "Who are you? How could you possibly know this secret technique that has been lost for thousands of years!"

The storage of luck outside the life palace has always been a big problem.

In particular, all kinds of luck can influence each other.

Therefore, the storage technique mastered by the committee can only store one box.

But in the past, there was a storage and transportation technique that could pack multiple items in one box and ensure that luck would not interfere with each other. It was called Mo's storage and transportation technique.

Legend has it that this Mohist storage and transportation technique was created by the last generation of Mohists.

However, during the Tang Dynasty, the descendants of this secret technique were involved in the disputes between Wu and Zhou Dynasties and were killed by Emperor Wu. The secret technique was lost and only a few glimpses of it can be seen in various classics.

But now, this storage and transportation technique that has been lost for thousands of years has reappeared in the world!

There is no way the young man in front of me is a lucky hunter!

"Who am I? Haha..."

Wei Chaoyang still didn't know what kind of shock he would cause if he exposed his hand. He chuckled and glanced sideways at Old Man Li.

We’ve finished pretending, and of course the atmosphere team has to do the job of introducing our identities!

Old Man Li's brainwaves were now able to match those of Wei Chaoyang. As soon as he caught Wei Chaoyang's eyes, he understood immediately, took out his cell phone and played the music without saying a word.

Passionate, majestic, and full of curry flavor!

Damn it, why did you put the BGM on again!

Doesn't this old man know what shame is?

Wei Chaoyang really wanted to hit someone, but considering that he needed an atmosphere team now, he relaxed his fist again.

Old Man Li's voice sounded in ups and downs accompanied by the rhythm of BGM.

"This is, according to legend, the luck-refining master who can turn spirits into spirits, control the heaven and earth, and is extremely powerful and united... the luck-refining master, Master Xiao Wei!"

The two old men with glasses behind the counter stood up together, their expressions changed drastically, "Luck Refiner? Is he a Luck Master?"

Wei Chaoyang held his head high and snorted from his nose, "Let's go, never come to such an unlucky place again!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out. As he took a step forward, he gave Old Man Li a wink.

An expert must have a temper, but there is no need to extrapolate the money that should be earned. The key is that as an expert, not only must he stand and make money, but he must also let others beg him to make money. Only in this way can he be considered high and hard.

What a master.

At this time, we can see that the atmosphere group is indispensable.

Old Man Li smiled and said to the old man with glasses: "These bad lucks can be perfected because Master Xiao Wei has refined them a little! As long as Master Xiao Wei wants to, such luck can be as much as possible!

You guys are so short-sighted! Tsk tsk, if this matter is reported to the higher authorities, let’s see how you explain it!”

Luck Refiner, that's the legendary elusive being, no, it's a powerful existence that the dragon never sees its end!

Even the committee will not offend easily!

This old guy at the front desk actually offended a young and energetic alchemist in order to lower the price for a mere tens of thousands of dollars. As long as the news gets out, how can he not be unlucky!

And how could this matter not be spread?

You can know this just by looking at Old Man Li’s face of being a villain!

Seeing Old Man Li turn around to leave, the old man with glasses felt a sudden rush in his heart. He quickly jumped off his chair and walked out of the passage next to the counter. He took three and a half steps and then two steps to catch up with him. He grabbed Old Man Li and said with a smile: "

Old Li, old brother, old brother Li, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. What I just said was the basic purchase price. How can such a perfect luck be used at this price? Don't worry, let's discuss it again.

"

The soaring arrogance just now has long been thrown out of the sky, but I just didn't dare to pull Wei Chaoyang.

Not only because Wei Chaoyang may be the legendary fortune master, but also because this young man is as strong as a blind bear, which is really intimidating and makes people dare not get close to him casually.

Old Man Li glanced at the old man with glasses sideways, "What else is there to discuss? Master Xiao Wei is not short of money, and he doesn't make it specially to sell it, but it is useless to make it by hand, and it feels like a pity to throw it away, so he sells it.

If you lose it, you won't waste it. Master Xiao Wei doesn't care about money at all. He just wants to establish a stable sales channel so that the luck he cultivates in the future will not be wasted! Not to mention the money for selling luck. What about luck?

Like? Just because he liked it, he gave one to the Qiu family girl..."

Wei Chaoyang had already walked to the door. Hearing Old Man Li tell him about this matter, he stopped quickly and coughed at him, "Uncle, stop arguing with them to no avail. Just leave as soon as possible. Don't say

Are there several luck companies that accept these bad lucks? Let’s go and take a look.”

When the old man with glasses heard this, he was even more reluctant to let Wei Chaoyang go.

As the front desk, they also have the task of purchasing. Regardless of the price, they must purchase a sufficient amount of luck every month. If they do not collect enough, they will not be able to pass the assessment for that month. If they fail the assessment for three consecutive months, they will be fired!

If a stable channel supported by the Refiner can be established, it will be of great significance to their entire Haicheng operations branch, not to mention the old man with glasses!

And he might be able to take this a step further and become a branch vice president or something like that.

Despite his age, he has an old heart and his desire to make progress has never cooled down!

The old man with glasses no longer cared about the danger, and rushed to Wei Chaoyang's side, grabbing Wei Chaoyang's hand, "Master Wei, don't worry, I was just joking. Such perfect luck is all

Purchased at the highest price according to the protected purchase price. Do you think this will work? 30,000 each, I will take as much as you have here! If there is good or bad luck, you can also ship them at the same price."

Wei Chaoyang squinted at the old man with glasses, "Isn't the protection purchase price the lowest price? Are you taking me for granted?"

The old man with glasses hurriedly explained: "This protective purchase price refers to the protection for our acquisitions, not the protection for selling luck. For this kind of bad luck, the highest we have here is 30,000 yuan. You can ask about this at will. Those luck companies

The price charged is a bit higher than what we get here, but firstly, when choosing a type, you don’t need to pay any shipping fees, and secondly, you have to deposit the balance payment. Sometimes the balance payment is not paid for several years. This is not an ordinary hassle.

If you belong to a committee like ours, things are less stable and there will definitely be no difference if you pay it all in one lump sum. Otherwise, would you like to think about it again?"

It was an eye-opener for Wei Chaoyang. It was the first time he heard that the protective price was to protect the acquirer.

This is as shameless as the bank saying that it is a vulnerable group!

Generally speaking, nine out of ten sentences from such a shameless guy's mouth are not true.
To be continued...