Cai Gen subconsciously tightened his clothes, feeling insecure.
Looking at the circle of faces illuminated by mobile phones, what kind of perversion is this?
I drank too much and went to bed. Is there anything good to see?
Why are they all squatting next to me and peeping?
Are you afraid that Mao Leng will run away while you sleep?
No, they will never be so idle.
The last time I came back to life, they all took good care of themselves. It was time to play poker, which was very lively.
Are they discussing things around themselves or having a meeting?
Combined with Guan Shanle's actions, it becomes even more bizarre.
Judging from the initial contact, Guan Shanle is not very good at dealing with people and sophistication.
Before he got drunk, he tried to persuade Guan Shanle, but he didn't express his opinion.
Why did he give me a deposit after I sobered up?
"Uncle Na, turn on the light, it's dark and suffocating.
You all get out of the way and don't surround me, I'm having trouble breathing."
Na Qi was unusually cooperative and instantly turned on all the lights in the car.
Everyone also put away their phones angrily and scattered into the car.
Seeing that Guan Shanle didn't move, Cai Gen didn't take the golden hair from his hand.
"Uncle Guan, what do you mean?
Isn’t it a little inappropriate for you to give a wig to a bald man?”
Guan Shanle was very surprised by Cai Gen's reaction.
Just now in the dark, this group of people came up with ideas for themselves.
Cai Gen has several sensitive points in his heart that outsiders dare not touch.
When a man reaches middle age, having no hair is an eternal pain in his heart.
It just so happens that Guan Shanle has this golden hair, isn't it just for him?
"Cai Gen, hasn't having no hair always bothered you?
Don't underestimate this golden hair, it's a real artifact.
A dwarf craftsman, one of the six artifacts created by the Norse gods."
Artifact?
These two words completely covered up Cai Gen's curiosity about the Norse Gods.
He took the golden hair and weighed it in his hand, looking disappointed.
It's light and airy, as if it has no weight.
He didn't put it on his head and just put it on the bed.
Surely gold doesn’t refer to color, right?
If gold has no weight, how to measure its value?
"Uncle Guan, what does this artifact say?"
Guan Shanle held the golden hair in his hands.
"Cai Gen, this golden hair is amazing. It can be long or short. It doesn't require energy triggering. Once you wear it, it will look like your own hair."
Cai Gen scratched his bald head in embarrassment, not thinking that wearing a head full of golden hair could make up for his spiritual shortcomings.
"Uncle Guan, my hair is black with a yellow tint, which is a bit abrupt.
Wait, do you think this wig can grow automatically?"
Guan Shanle didn't understand Cai Gen's brain circuit, but he finally found something that impressed Cai Gen, which was pretty good.
"Okay, you can take as long as you want, but it will take a while."
Cai Gen took the golden hair again and polished it with his hand. He felt that the hair quality was pretty good.
He raised his head and looked at Xiao Sun.
"Xiao Sun, haven't you ever worked as a scrap collector?
How do you sell hair?”
Xiao Sun did reveal last time that when he was walking to An Xin Bento, he worked part-time along the way, collecting waste.
"Third uncle, when I was doing it, there were hundreds or thousands of pounds per catty for hair over 13 centimeters, depending on the quality of the hair.
If it is less than 13 centimeters, it will be sold by the pound, ranging from 2300 to 2300."
Cai Gen nodded with satisfaction. Xiao Sun was indeed an expert and what he said was reasonable.
But after using it for a while, I started to feel dissatisfied with my golden hair.
Whether it is sold as gold or sold as gold, it is not worth risking one's life.
Although it was barely satisfying, Cai Gen didn't buy it.
"Uncle Guan, this thing has no economic value, it's really a bit useless.
As for the deposit, it's not convincing enough.
How many lives is it worth?"
Guan Shanle didn't expect that Cai Gen would enter the bargaining stage so quickly, and he was a little speechless for a while.
After all, it is not his field of expertise, especially since he has never spent money, has no concept of money, and does not know the place of money in Cai Gen's heart.
Seeing that Guan Shanle had no results, Cai Gen felt that he should work harder and must conquer the entire army.
"Uncle Guan, actually it doesn't matter whether it's a down payment or not.
It is my duty to protect world peace.
It’s just that my ability is limited now.
Especially, the god of suffering also entrusted me with dreams.
Talking about Iceland is beyond my ability.
Even the God of Suffering has been thrown in, not to mention that I am not the God of Suffering now?
But don't worry, your family's business is my business.
When I have the ability, I will definitely come to Iceland as soon as possible.
This is the promise I, Cai Gen, make to you, and a true man will keep his word."
Guan Shanle was deceived by Cai Gen. He felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said. He couldn't force others to do anything, so he let Cai Gen die?
Moreover, what they said was not just a matter of two families, but a promise.
"Cai Gen, when will you be capable enough? How long will it take?"
Why not make a counteroffer?
Cai Gen was like visiting the morning market. He gave his own psychological price and said, "I'll leave if you don't sell."
As a result, the merchant didn't stop him. Isn't this embarrassing?
It's not moral at all.
Didn't you make it clear?
"Uncle Guan, as for when I will be able to do it, let's see.
Xiao Sun, how much did you say it would cost to get home?
Forget it, Azhu, you’d better contact me, my connections are definitely more reliable than Xiaosun’s.”
When Shi Huozhu heard this, he thought it was not an agreement.
Honestly, there is nothing to do in Iceland, and no one wants to go back.
But Cai Gen has the final say.
Who can influence Cai Gen's decision?
Just as he was about to give Cai Gen a serious answer, Yang San got there first.
When it comes to not wanting to go back, Yang San is the most determined.
He hasn't made any achievements yet, but walked around in despair and then left. How can he fit in with the temperament of Lord Erlang?
"Third uncle, we can't leave.
Even if you want to make up for the losses in Syracuse in Iceland.
At least you have to let Uncle Guan understand.
Uncle Guan, let me tell you clearly.
A broken wig is not enough for my third uncle to take risks. You need to increase the risk.
If you have any good stuff, take it out quickly. After passing this village, there is no such store.
Don't give up your life or wealth, my third uncle's appearance fee is very high."
Yang San's words were straightforward enough, and Guan Shanle finally understood.
He smiled helplessly, thinking that he had taken the blame for Lang Mintao and deserved to be ripped off by Cai Gen.
Putting the golden hair aside, he took off a gold ring from his hand and wiped it carefully, feeling a little reluctant to part with it.
"Cai Gen, I told you, golden hair is just a deposit.
This gold ring is the ultimate thank you afterwards."
Cai Gen looked at the gold ring in Guan Shanle's hand and didn't care.
A gold ring costing 18,000 yuan has no diamonds or emeralds, so its value is limited and it might as well be a wig.
However, the golden ring suddenly flickered in Guan Shanle's hand, and one ring turned into two.
Cai Gen was instantly moved.
Damn it, this is an infinitely fissile gold ring, comparable to a cornucopia.
"Haha, Uncle Guan, it's as if I, Cai Gen, have nothing to gain and can't afford to wake up early.
Is there any misunderstanding?"
As he spoke, Cai Gen reached for the gold ring, but Guan Shanle dodged it.
He put the two gold rings on his hands again and smiled slyly.
"The infinitely replicable gold ring must be yours.
But hey”
Cai Gen made a decisive decision without any hesitation.
"Xiao Sun, Xiao Tian, A Zhu, pack your things and get off the boat.
