In front of Wu Dalang's pancake load, Ximen Qing stood up and stopped in chaos.

Ximen Qing sang: "Now, there are about ten Chinese-cooked cakes with Wudao brothers. If they sell them with Zhang San, they will inevitably lose Li Si. If they sell them with Li Si, they will hate Zhang San again. Therefore, Xiaoke has a deliberate opinion, why don't you come to an auction?"

The onlookers looked at each other and asked, "But I don't know what the auction is about the great official?"

Ximen Qing did not answer, but pointed to the wooden hammer in the hand of the oil seller next to him: "This father-in-law, I will lend it to you for the meal."

The oil seller was watching the lively event with relish, but suddenly Ximen Qing named him. He pointed at his nose in surprise and said, "I'm old? Oh oh! Please use it even if you are the master of Ximen!"

Ximen Qing picked up the oil hammer and slammed the hammer on the baking buns of Wuhan University. The sound was deafening, suppressing the chirping of the people around him. For a moment, the county government was silent before. Ximen Qing secretly exclaimed: "The wood of the Northern Song Dynasty was solid. If it was replaced by the furniture thousands of years later, the hammer would have cracked and bloomed."

Seeing the crowd around, Ximen Qing said loudly: "The so-called auction is hosted by me, Ximen Qing. The base price of each cook cake is always the same. Anyone who participates in the bidding can increase the price step by step. Those who have the highest price will get it. Isn't this fair and reasonable? Here is another rule - each person is only allowed to bid once, and only one cook cake is only allowed to be purchased at a time, so as not to monopolize the immortal fate. Do you have any objections to this arrangement?"

Everyone thought that Ximen Qing's "auction" method was fresh and guaranteed fairness to the greatest extent. At that moment, many people cheered: "The great official of Ximen is indeed the star of the sky, and those who are capable can do everything." Although the rich and powerful people were dissatisfied, it was difficult to go against the will of the public. Anyway, they must have their own share, so they would not care about it.

Seeing everyone unanimously passing, Ximen Qing slammed another "bang": "Since that's the case, what are you waiting for? The first chef star cooked cakes will be auctioned for auction! As long as the copper coins are all the same, the copper coins can bless the living. The deceased will be reborn in the Pure Land. Don't miss it when you pass by..."

Before the advertisement was finished, Old Man He had already raised his arms: "I paid two guan!" The official Qian Lao was willing to show weakness? He shouted: "Sanguan, this cooked cake is mine!"... For a moment, a quarrel in front of the county government office was a quarrel. Only Ximen Qing's "bang bang" hammer sound kept suppressing the scene.

The crowd watching the fun around became a confused monk for a moment, thinking: "Are these people involved in evil? Qingtian and Baitian ran over, and each of them snatched the three-inch copper coins of the three-inch tree bark of Dinggu! Oh my god! It turned into a seven-sn coin! "

Someone saw that Ximen Qing's family came to Bao Laiwang and others were helping to maintain it by his master, so he stepped forward and pulled his sleeves, pointed to the chaotic scene and asked: "Butler, hasn't Ximen official recovered from the dead? But he doesn't know what this move is intended?"

All the families became the family members of the Star Lord, and they felt glorious and looked glorious. When they heard everyone’s question, they added jealousy to Ximen Qing to Yingtianxing and resurrected the soul of the underworld, and boasted them all. Everyone woke up as if they were dreaming - Ximen Daren and Wu Dalang were both Star Lords! Then you have to buy this cooked cake!

The news ran around in the crowd like a wild dog that had been rid of its reins. After Ximen Qing died, he returned to the sun and Wu Dalang cooked cakes to save the world. Even if someone thought this was absurd and disbelief, he saw the celebrities in Qinghe County selling the raucous copper coins to compete for the three-not-two cooked cakes, he could not help but believe it. After all, herd mentality is inevitable. As a result, more and more people bid for cooked cakes.

"Twenty-five silos, twenty-five silos, are there any more to add?... Now Xiaoke starts counting. If he counts three, no one will increase the price, this first cook cake will have a master! One...two...three! Congratulations to Dahu Qiao for becoming the first consumer of the cook cake in the chef. From now on, the family will be peaceful and wealthy!" Ximen Qing made the final decision. Dahu Qiao was so happy that he couldn't stop and hurried forward to take the cook cake with great care.

Ximen Qing swung the oil hammer in his hand and started the auction of the second cook cake again with great enthusiasm. In the end, the second cook cake was sold by Hua Helu, the chief clerk of Qinghe County, for a price of 24 jin.

The person who was sighing that he couldn't afford it suddenly felt hopeful when he saw the auction price of cooked cakes falling. Sure enough, Ximen Qing's limited edition policy restricted the monopoly and also limited the purchasing power. The third cooked cake was sold at a price of 20 jin of coins.

As a result, some people who were active in this situation had no money, they either took off their clothes and pawned, borrowed money from shops, and prepared to participate in the auction, and were waiting for the price to enter the market. After the fourth cooked cake was sold at the price of 18 guan, these people rushed forward and took the price back. The fifth cooked cake was dropped at the price of 21 guan.

After the chaos, you finished singing and I made my debut. In a short while, there was only the last cooked cake left, and the price also fell. Although the rich were so anxious that they could only stomp their feet at that time.

"I don't know who the last cooked cake fell in today?" Just as everyone was speculating or ready to rub their hands, Ximen Qing had already brought the oil hammer and the last cooked cake to the oil seller: "Brother-in-law, I borrowed your meal today, so I thanked this cooked cake."

The old man was suddenly knocked unconscious by the cooked cake that fell from the sky. In surprise, he hugged the cooked cake tightly in his arms, like a baby who had been single-handed for ten generations, and never let it go again. It seems that this unlucky cooked cake would definitely become the heirloom of the old man's family, and he would never be able to fulfill its mission of treating hunger in his lifetime.

Seeing that the pancakes were auctioned off, Ximen Qing said loudly: "The pancakes are all gone today, so everyone will wake up tomorrow!" Everyone then dispersed, and the controversy was everywhere, which was the legendary anecdotes of the two new star masters in Qinghe County.

Ximen Qing went to the garment shop next to him again and wanted to buy a bag of money. When he was about to pay the money and deliver the goods with one hand, the boss blushed and said, "Ximen official, the young man, dare not ask for money. If he could have a pancake..."

In amazement, Ximen Qing burst into laughter. It seemed that Wu Dalang's cooked cake would inevitably be included in the county annals of Qinghe County, and it was destined to be famous in history.

Ximen Qing expected it was not bad. Not long after, good news came - Henanxi Qianhu Buddhas offered Wu Dalang's cooked cakes in front of him, but he did not run away or deliver them. Suddenly, he was promoted to Xinpingzhai Zhizhai; Chen Langzhong's wife had no children, and although she had raised several children, they all died. Since she offered Wu Dalang's cooked cakes before giving birth to Guanyin, she was happy for a while, and later she gave birth to a servant full of embrace. The mother and son were safe, and the family was happy... All kinds of supernatural things were all in one go.

Of course, there is also the possibility of offering the cakes from Wuhan University, which makes people even more unlucky. But others all said with great confidence that they are not sincere and will not be able to do so. If they are offering the cakes from Star Lord and slandering words like "Three Inches of Dinggu Tree Bark" in their hearts, how can they be blessed by the gods? Those who are unlucky have ghosts in their hearts and dare not say anything from now on. This is a later story, so I will not express it.

Besides, the people in front of the county government office dispersed. Ximen Qing weighed the bag in his hand. The harvest in the past half day was at least more than a hundred stakes of money. He smiled and handed the bag in Wu Dalang's hand, and said with a smile: "Brother Wu Dao, congratulations on getting rich!" This is exactly:

If Wuhan University had not had short resources, how could it show that Ximen had high skills? If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the next breakdown.
Chapter completed!