Pingyang City is bustling.

Huan Chang was hanging his sword on his waist, and carrying a painting basket behind him. He walked towards the deputy city lord's mansion with Yang Feng.

The deputy city lord's mansion is magnificent, with two statues of lions roaring at the door, majestic.

At the door of the mansion, there were four sword-bearing guards, each with a cold face, and a calm and extremely strong aura.

Huan Chang was shocked when he saw four gate guards from afar.

These four people are all warriors who have reached the peak of the hall, and they are also very murderous intent. They have definitely killed many people.

"Just as the gatekeepers have such martial arts, how powerful is the Pingyang City government power?"

Considering that a mere Pingyang City was just a subordinate of the third-rate sect Juye Gang, and with such strength, Huan Chang couldn't help but feel sank.

Yang Feng looked at the guards guarding the door and seemed a little timid, saying, "The Deputy City Lord's Mansion is not a place of leisure. It may not be easy to go in and see the Deputy City Lord."

Although the heroes of the Jiuzhou Continental have violated the ban by martial arts and the official forces have very low binding force on warriors, ordinary warriors are also in awe of official figures with prominent identities.

It should be noted that anyone who can hold a high position in the official position will either have excellent martial arts or have great strength behind it.

The deputy city lord of Pingyang City naturally belongs to the latter, and it is understandable that Yang Feng is awe-inspiring.

Huan Chang pondered for a while, and thought to himself: "It may not be easy to see the deputy city lord, and it is not impossible."

Turning his head, Huan Chang said something in Yang Feng's ear, which made Yang Feng stunned.

"A Chang, is this really OK?"

Huan Chang nodded heavily and said, "Brother, just act as I said. Since we can't see the deputy city lord, we have to let him come to see us."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Yang Feng's face, but when he saw Huan Chang full of confidence, he gritted his teeth and walked towards a position.

After a while, Yang Feng bought a gong and set up a stall not far from the Deputy City Lord's Mansion.

"clang!"

I heard Yang Feng suddenly beat the gong, and all the people who were walking on the street stopped for the time being.

Yang Feng shook his long hair and shouted loudly: "There are peerless treasures here. Don't miss them when you pass by. Even if you don't buy them, you can feast your eyes!"

Yang Feng is a martial arts practitioner. He is already full of energy and shouts with his throat, which immediately attracts the attention of many people.

Many people who have no urgent matters are also very curious about what it is. They can afford to be named "The Peerless Treasure" and they all see what it is.

Therefore, Yang Feng and Huan Chang were surrounded by people not long after.

Seeing that more and more people were surrounding him, Yang Feng felt a little worried, but when he remembered Huan Chang's explanation, he could only bite the bullet and continue acting.

"clang!"

Yang Feng suddenly beat the gong, and the crowd, which was already a little noisy, suddenly became quiet.

He pulled his throat and shouted loudly: "I have a family-born ancient painting here, which is rare in the world, and it is the best among the paintings."

"Today, I want to sell it because I urgently need money. It is only sold for a thousand yuan. If you have friends who are interested in calligraphy and painting, you must not miss it."

As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, everyone was upset.

A small businessman immediately said disdainfully: "You are worth a thousand gold, but you really dare to speak wildly. I have never seen such expensive paintings even if I go around."

"That's right, it's not like this. Are you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?"

For ordinary people, a daughter is an unimaginable wealth. I am afraid that even some small businessmen do not have such a rich family background.

The rash man in front of him dared to bid a price of a thousand gold when he sold a painting. Many people immediately began to criticize him.

Yang Feng had expected this reaction to everyone. Although he felt a little weak, he always remained calm on the surface.

"clang!"

Seeing that everyone was getting more and more fierce as they shouted, Yang Feng suddenly beat the gong and shouted loudly: "You get what you pay for, the treasure I passed down from my family is naturally worth this price."

"Hey, aren't you Yang Feng from Yangjia Village? You are also a kind person. Why did you start cheating today?"

Yangjia Village is a village under the jurisdiction of Pingyang City, and Yangfeng is also a popular figure in the countryside. It is not surprising that he can be recognized in the city.

Not long after, the news that Yang Feng came from a civilian family for generations had spread all over the world.

When all the onlookers heard the news, they glared at Yang Feng.

A family that has been a commoner for generations, can there be any heirloom that can be worth a thousand gold? I'm afraid even fools won't believe it.

Faced with everyone's fingers, Yang Feng still stubbornly said, "Although my family has been poor for generations, who can say that I can't bring out the heirloom?"

"Who can guarantee that my heirloom is not worth a thousand gold?"

When everyone saw Yang Feng quibbling, they were furious. Some people shouted directly: "If you really have a family heirloom, take it out for everyone to see."

"Yes, yes, I want to see what kind of calligraphy and paintings are worth a thousand gold!"

The masses' eyes were extremely bright, and the onlookers were also sneered at the calligraphy and paintings worth thousands of dollars.

It should be noted that even ordinary works by everyone in Pingyang City are only worth ten taels.

Even those works that everyone is most proud of are worth only a thousand taels, and there are very few such works.

A thousand gold is equivalent to ten thousand taels of silver. Everyone has never heard of any painting worth a thousand gold. They all want to expose Yang Feng's lies in public.

Facing the surging crowd, Yang Feng sneered: "You are not going to buy it, why should I show you the treasure?"

"If you accidentally blown by the wind, will you compensate me for my losses?"

Everyone was angry when they heard this, and many people cursed: "You are so unreasonable. Don't tell me if your things are worth so much money. Even if they are really valuable, you should let the buyer take a look first."

"If you haven't seen it before, how could anyone want to spend a lot of money to buy a painting that might be a fake!"

Many people agreed and all strongly demanded that Yang Feng open the scroll.

However, Yang Feng insisted and said that the baby should not be taken out to watch easily, and he never opened the scroll.

As a result, even those onlookers with better tempers began to yell and scold, be sure that Yang Feng was a liar.

For a moment, there were crowds of people and noisy here, and it was very lively.

The four guards guarding at the door of the deputy city lord's mansion were worried that the boiling voice would disturb their lords, and they wanted to disperse the crowd.

However, considering that there is still a distance from the mansion and there are too many people.

If it is forcibly dispersed, it may lead to a arrogant and domineering image among the people, but it does not dare to act rashly.
Chapter completed!