Chapter 517: Invite someone to fool the hot sixth issue of the monthly magazine
Pingyao is a territory in the northern part of the empire. It has little resources and is ranked low in all territories. Pingyao Hou is usually even low-key... However, no one in the entire empire will underestimate this territory because it lives in this territory.
There is a huge monster, the Wu family! The family of the commander of the Seventh Army, Wu Tianfeng!
One evening at the end of August, Mr. Wu, a 96-year-old man, sat in the yard, holding a monthly magazine of Stars in his hand, and a pot of brewed tea was placed on the stone table beside him.
"How does this boy Jiang Xingchen have a head? The convenience of this paper is much stronger than white silk... How could he grow tea with vitality? I heard that the houses in his territory are made of paper
The mushy windows, sealed and lighting are much better than wood chips. I have to turn around and ask Wu Tianfeng to come back, but I can't buy them on the market..."
Mr. Wu couldn't help but sigh while watching the monthly magazine.
"I'm old, I'll come to see you!" A voice suddenly cut through Ning Jing. Old Master Wu was so scared that his hands shook, and just sniffled a mouthful of tea in his mouth that he couldn't spit it out.
A figure flashed in the yard. Mr. Tang was already standing next to the stone table. He picked up the kettle on the stone table, shouted that he was thirsty and poured it into his mouth.
Mr. Wu became anxious when he saw this. The tea was given by Wu Tianfeng and there was not much. He usually saved it. At this time, Mr. Tang poured it into his mouth like this, and it would be strange if he didn't feel sorry for him.
"Little brat, let it go!" Old Master Wu roared, suddenly burst out, and reached out and snatched.
However, in terms of cultivation, he was several levels different from Mr. Tang. Where could he get it? Mr. Tang hid while drinking, and in the blink of an eye, a pot of tea was in his stomach.
"Little brat. You..." Old Master Wu pointed at Old Master Tang in anger, his hands trembling.
"I'm old, why are you excited? Isn't it just a pot of tea?" Mr. Tang smiled, looking shameless.
"Hu~" After a long time, Mr. Wu breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily: "I don't know you little brat!"
Although he said this, Mr. Wu was not idle in his hands and snatched the teapot back and could brew it several times later.
"Little brat, why are you here?" Sitting back on the chair, Mr. Wu held the teapot and stared at Mr. Tang with an unwelcome expression on his face.
"I said, you are six or seven years older than me. Wouldn't just say a little kid?" Old Mr. Tang's smile was closed and he sat directly on the stone table.
"What's wrong with the fact that you were six or seven years older? In the imperial capital, you were a little kid of five or six years old, following us every day with your nose..." Mr. Wu laughed, as if he had found the place from this aspect.
"Stop!" Mr. Tang's mouth twitched and he said loudly: "Isn't it just a pot of tea for you? As for what happened more than 80 years ago, you still remember it, you are old."
"Isn't it just a pot of tea?" Old Master Wu's eyes suddenly glared and he said loudly: "Do you know how difficult this thing is to be made? I have nowhere to buy it. A cup of Star Teahouse costs thousands of yellow crystal coins...
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As soon as he said this, Mr. Wu stopped again. Only then did he remember that this old guy had been picking up the stars and must be short of tea. No wonder he didn't take it seriously.
When Mr. Tang saw Mr. Wu's expression, he immediately laughed and showed a smug look: "I'm immortal, I never lack tea..."
"You are here to show off!" Mr. Wu waved his hand violently, interrupted Mr. Tang, and asked, "If you are not a bodyguard by Jiang Xingchen, why are you here to run away from me?"
Mr. Tang asked, "Would you like to find you if you have any good things?"
"Get out, you don't have any good things to ask me every time. You either make fun of me or take the blame!" Mr. Wu said, and his eyes changed when he saw Mr. Tang's eyes turned, as if he was guarding against thieves.
"What a good thing. Don't you want to get more tea?" Mr. Tang was extremely unhappy. As for you, look at me like a thief.
"Hmm? Get more tea?" Old Master Wu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately asked, "What do you mean?"
"Xingchenling is going to hold an auction conference. Now there is no person who can be evaluated and evaluated. Your brother is easy to study this. He is an expert in this regard... When it comes to Xingchenling, you are still afraid that there will be no tea!" Mr. Tang said
Purpose, the name of Lao Immortal has also become the old brother.
Mr. Wu understood what was going on as soon as he heard this. This guy was looking for him to hold the auction for Xingchen.
However, Mr. Wu did not agree immediately, but lowered his head and thought about it.
Mr. Tang was puzzled. He was so old that he was moved when he heard the tea. Why was he still hesitant?
"Brother, after passing this village, there will be no such store. An auction conference of this scale will not be known when next time..." Mr. Tang took the attitude of being a lobbyist.
Mr. Wu raised his head, stared at Tang Tian, and suddenly asked, "Little brat, don't fool me anymore, I always feel something is wrong?"
Mr. Tang was shocked when he heard this and immediately said, "How could that be? I promise that as long as you go to Xingchen Collection, I will definitely get you two kilograms of tea. This is OK..."
As if you feel that the persuasion is not enough, Mr. Tang said again: "With the influence of Star Monthly, the scale of this auction is definitely unprecedented! What your brother is most interested in is all kinds of strange treasures. Don't you want to
Do you see more things recorded in ancient books?”
When Mr. Tang said this, Mr. Wu could no longer control himself. In fact, when he just mentioned two kilograms of tea, he was already convinced.
"Little brat, I've agreed that two kilograms of tea will be less then..."
"Don't worry, after all, I'm the best master in the world, and I can't keep my words!" Old Master Tang patted his chest with an expression of a big stone shattering on his chest.
"Stupid!" Mr. Wu curled his lips and nodded, "Okay, I agree, when will I leave?"
"It's better to leave immediately. The sixth issue of Star Monthly will be released in early September. It will definitely cause a sensation. I wonder how many people with goods will go to Star Monthly to collect it!"
Mr. Wu frowned and said, "I'm afraid I can't be busy with so many people!"
"I know, it's not my brother himself. I'm going to the Wei family later. You can set off first!"
"There is that old guy!" Old Master Wu was stunned, stood up and muttered, "You have to leave quickly, don't let that old guy take the lead!"
Mr. Tang smiled and said in his heart: "These two immortals have been fighting since childhood, and they have to line up everything. It's really easy to use it!"
Thinking to himself, Mr. Tang quietly touched his clothes, looking proud: "Half a catty of top-grade spring tea is mine!"
Just as Mr. Tang was very happy and was about to leave, Mr. Wu suddenly asked again: "Little brat, if the Emperor and Jiang Xingchen completely fall in love, which side will you stand on?"
Mr. Tang was stunned for a moment, and he never expected Mr. Wu to suddenly ask such a question.
After a while, Mr. Tang turned around and said slowly: "They will not make a fuss. Jiang Xingchen is reluctant to leave the territory, and the emperor is even more reluctant to leave the empire. Once it is in chaos..."
Mr. Wu waved his hand and interrupted Mr. Tang: "I know this, what I'm talking about is if one day!"
Mr. Tang said in a deep voice: "I'm immortal. If you don't have this set of words, there is no possibility of this. Jiang Xingchen has no ambition to compete for hegemony. You won't know. In fact, you have already had the answer in your heart.
It’s not that Wu Tianfeng and that boy Jiang Xingchen are close, do you think you can drink tea..."
"I'm relieved!" Old Master Wu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then laughed, turned around and entered the room.
Mr. Tang straightened his eyes and said lightly: "This old guy is just timid. He is worried even though he knows the answer! I am still waiting to go to see a bigger world with that kid in the future..."
As he muttered, Mr. Tang jumped onto the yard wall and disappeared in a flash...
In early September, the sixth issue of Star Monthly was released in advance, and this time, the number of Star Monthly magazines reached an astonishing one and a half million copies. The coverage of the monthly magazines also radiated from the Empire to the outside, the Orc Alliance, the four neutral kingdoms, and even
The eight United Kingdoms and Xuanyuan Tianzong have all been distributed.
This monthly issue has brought about more sensational effects than the previous issue.
"After the new grain innovation, the Empire's grain output soared, and the total output... The first Star Auction Conference will be held in Star on September 20th... Why is the anniversary celebration postponed..."
The promotional words for the sales point are very simple, but each one is enough to attract attention.
"I'm so my god, how did the Star Corner count this? Even if the tax department of the Empire is experiencing a lot of money, isn't it difficult to count it?"
"Don't matter how the statistics are, buy a monthly magazine and see how many it is. I'm curious about it! I've always said that the empire is short of food, but I never know how much we have produced in total!"
"Is the auction ceremony finally about to begin? It has been said from last year's monster feast that it is finally going to be held!"
"The fur and bones of the level 25 monsters are too high-end. Everyone goes to the big guys. I guess we can't even get into the venue. This auction is of no interest!"
"You are stupid. Look at what the publicity says. The auction conference cannot be just a few high-end things."
"What does the auction mean? Buy a book and take a look..."
"The anniversary celebration is not held anymore. Why? We have been waiting!" Fans of Bauhinia were depressed. Didn't they say there was a brand new form of performance?
"Look at what the monthly magazine said, there must be a reason!"
Three attractive topics made this monthly issue extremely popular. Not only did the 1 million copies sold in the empire, but even the 500,000 copies distributed abroad were sold out within half a day.
After people bought the monthly magazine and opened it to watch it, they all exclaimed. (To be continued...)