154 It’s good to keep company when returning home.
Wuma Xi, who had just woken up from a hangover, was thinking about how to return to Zuoyuan Town in front of the gloomy sky with rolling clouds.
I took the time this morning to count the money in my pocket, and I spent it thoroughly. I only have sixty-seven gold coins left. I have no problem making a living, but I will definitely not be able to afford a seat in the flying station, so I can only ride the black horn slowly over the mountains.
The main mission of coming to Manrengou Company this time was to purchase materials, but now, the main mission can only be ignored.
Fortunately, the ticket for the first flight of Jingman Flying Station in the Xiang Ring is still there.
With one vote in hand, what's the worry even if the sky falls?
Thinking of the first flight ticket enshrined in the purple juniper brocade box, Wu Maxi was filled with happiness, her steps seemed unreal as if she were stepping on clouds, and she walked on the smooth streets with a fluttering air.
The lead clouds are dense and the wind is blowing.
The weather is great!
Wu Ma Xi was in a good mood and liked everything, even the damn signboard of Huizhen Pavilion.
With the feat of throwing eight million gold coins at the auction, Wu Ma Xi successfully obtained a new quotation from Han Zhizong, which was an average of 2.5% lower than the original one. Of course, this is a sure way to lose money.
The offer is just a special case, it is a bonus of that auction and can never be repeated.
After agreeing on the delivery date with Han Zhizong, Wu Maxi walked out of Huizhen Pavilion calmly and walked all the way in the direction of Feiyi. As soon as he stepped onto the road ahead of the post, he saw the little old man who looked like a mouse and told fortunes.
It appeared instantly.
The little old man appeared out of nowhere and appeared next to Wu Ma Xi without a trace. He pulled his sleeve and said, "Xiao Guo, do you still remember the little old man?"
Such a unique little old man, even though he only met briefly, has left a cruel mark on Wuma Xi's heart. How difficult it is to forget.
Wu Maxi pulled her sleeves out of his hands and said, "You don't have to follow me, I have no money now!"
The little old man looked stern, as if he was quite angry, and began to chatter in a stiff tone: "Xiao Guo's words are too imprudent. The little old man is a serious fortune teller who knows misfortune and fortune, and is not a low-level beggar!
Our sect has been passed down for fifty-seven generations from our ancestors to our ancestors. Yuan Yuanliu only lived in mainland China. Back then, those masters of artistic conception had to ask us to test their words.
We are in such a mood that you, a little brat, are kicking your butts and treating us like beggars. You said you..."
"Is something wrong?" Wu Maxi interrupted the little old man's chatter.
"Oh!" the little old man reacted, "Didn't you give me extra money last time? I just calculated that you would pass by here today, so I'm just waiting here to make up for you. For our group, then
But a fortune-teller who knows how to predict good and bad fortunes would not do anything suddenly after taking money. Although you don’t have much gold coins, you can’t ask for the money in vain, so I waited here specially, just saying that you want to fight.
Over here, our group..."
"Okay, you take the test!" Everyone Wu Ma Xi met in the past two days could tell more and more. The auctioneer was because of his profession, the fat man was because of his interest, and this little old man was simply a natural talker. Wu Ma Xi didn't dare to let it go.
Let him use his free will and quickly interrupt.
"Oh, by the way, do you want to do facial recognition, touch bones, test characters, or what? This group of people..."
"Meeting." Wu Ma Xi was too lazy to write, and had no interest in letting the little old man touch his bones.
"Well!" The little old man looked Wu Ma Xi up and down with a very professional eye, "Are you trying to measure hidden grievances, career, good or bad luck, or something else? Let me tell you, this is very particular...
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"Marriage." For the first time in Wu Ma Xi's mind, the word "marriage" came before career.
"Hide your grudge? That's fine. I see you have two peach blossoms on your cheeks. They are flawless and as good as jade. They are very good. Xiaoguo, you are a peach blossom person!" The little old man commented with his squinted eyes.
De De said clearly, "But, you have the aura of torture between your eyebrows. This aura belongs to metal, and peach blossoms belong to wood. Metal overcomes wood. The peach blossoms in the small pot are not blooming very well! If you are not careful, you will be in trouble with peach blossoms."
Wu Maxi nodded and said nothing. This technique was too familiar. Every time the old liar Zhou Tai deceived people, he would be like this first and then first. According to the normal pace, the next sentence should be "This disaster can be eliminated.
But I have to lose money.”
"Originally, although the energy of metal and wood conflict with each other, it is not a big deal. You have eyes like wells and ears like mounds. The well belongs to water and the mounds belong to earth. With the two qi of water and earth harmonizing, the energy of metal and wood can also
Everything is fine, but you should never ask about your grudges here and now!"
"How do you say that?" Wu Maxi was also a little curious. The little old man's heresies were somewhat beyond his experience. The north and south of Qu Qing were indeed two different worlds, and even the deceptions were very different.
"Look at where the barbarians are. There are ice fields in the north and Quqing in the south. In addition, the wind and clouds are rolling in the sky, and the rise is sleepy. This is a sign of great chaos. The four phases of metal, wood, water and earth on your face are also in balance.
It will be confused by this omen, and it will become a messy and difficult puzzle, with good or bad luck unpredictable..."
As expected, people cannot be judged by their appearance!
Talking about marriage, he can actually use the terrain and weather of the entire northwest as a guise. This is such a majestic spirit. Compared with Zhou Tai, an old liar who just wants to be a dead immortal, his style is not the first or second class.
ah.
Wu Ma Xi looked at the other person's small mouse-like mouth talking from the ground to the sky, and actually forgot to interrupt the other person. She didn't react until the other person finished speaking, and said calmly: "Forget it, I'm leaving." After that, she left straight away.
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According to normal procedures, the little old man should have spoken out to persuade him to stay!
But it didn't.
Wu Maxi walked dozens of steps but did not hear the expected voice of condolences. She couldn't help but look back, only to see that the little old man had long since disappeared, leaving only a sparse flow of people on the street.
This is wrong, it doesn’t look like a scam!
Wuma Xi thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out what medicine the little old man was selling in the gourd, so she could only leave with doubts.
When passing by the door of Jinyoulou, Wu Maxi slowed down her pace. As expected, not long after passing by the door of Jinyoulou, the second shopkeeper of Jinyoulou chased after her and said from behind: "Young Master
Please stay, old Zhao Huaiqiu is polite."
Wu Ma Xi turned back to look at him, with an extremely unhappy look on her face, and said sarcastically: "Oh, Zhao Huaiqiu of Jinyoulou, do you still have the nerve to come in front of me and show off?"
Zhao Huaiqiu was confused. He didn't know when he offended the God of Wealth in front of him, so he asked tentatively: "Why is the young master like this? Even if the business fails, everyone above and below them respects the young master, but why is the young master so sarcastic to the old man?"
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"Respectful? You think I'm a fool!" Wu Ma Xi's face was full of resentment. She took out a piece of paper and threw it in Zhao Huaiqiu's face, "This is the quotation you gave me, and you said that small profits but quick turnover are the best?"
The quotation made me think that I have a lot of face. Let me tell you, Zhao, I really don’t care about the few pennies, but even if you have a building, you can’t treat me like a fool." Wu Maxi was angry and slobbered.
Almost all of it splashed on Zhao Huaiqiu's face.
Zhao Huaiqiu quickly glanced at the quotation. It was indeed the quotation for Junyoulou. However, this quotation would not arouse such great anger from the other party. He quickly explained with fear and fear: "Sir, please calm down, this quotation is indeed the quotation."
This is our best quote. To be honest, based on this quote, our store really doesn’t make much money.”
"You don't make much!" Wu Ma Xi was furious and took out another quotation sheet and handed it to Zhao Huaiqiu, "Look, Huizhenge's quotation is a full 35% lower than yours. You dare to say that you don't make much.
?Huizhenge’s quotation is half a percent profit, but your house has been operating in Manrengoulian for many years, and your logistics and procurement costs are more than 10% lower than theirs. How dare you give me such a quotation?
The profit of the order is at least 50%, and you still tell me that you don’t make much, why do you still have to be shameless? Do you have any shame?"
There were questions in Zhao Huaiqiu's mind. With his eyesight, he could naturally tell that the quotation was indeed from Huizhen Pavilion and was not a forgery. But even if Huizhen Pavilion is strong, what do you mean by raising the price to this level?
Isn't this a waste of time?
"When Han Zhizong found me this morning, I said that I had decided to cooperate with Jin Youlou so that he would not have to talk. However, in the blink of an eye, this quotation was placed in front of me. Do you know how I felt at that time?
I'm not fucking happy at all. It's like being slapped in the face. It hurts like crazy. You're talking about small profits but quick turnover. How fucking dark do you have to be? cao,
I still feel like I am a pig..."
Zhao Huaiqiu was blinded by the scolding. He stood there in a daze until Wu Maxi left for a long time. After a long time, he realized what he was doing. He suddenly waved his fist and cursed: "You bastard, this Huizhen Pavilion is so damn unauthentic.
If you come to the northwest, you will cause trouble. Even if you, the dragon crossing the river, become more powerful, you will still have to curl up in the northwest."
Wu Ma Xi had originally prepared a comprehensive plan to cause trouble for Huizhen Pavilion, but after hearing the news that Ruyi was alive, she could no longer care about such trivial matters. This time, scolding Zhao Huaiqiu was better than nothing.
After that, he didn't take it to heart. Anyway, all Zhao Huaiqiu's grievances would be blamed on Huizhen Pavilion.
After lunch, Wuma Xi left the city from the south of Xiaman. After walking along the road for more than an hour, he entered a deserted path on the right and began the solitary journey that the Wuma family was good at.
This deserted trail is recorded in the "Tianshu Overview Map", which crosses the Bitaoyuan in the southwest of Manrengou, and goes straight to Jingsha Town near Zuoyuan Town. Probably because no one has cared about it for a long time, the trail is full of overgrown trees.
Without vegetation, the road has long been impassable.
It is already early winter. Although the temperature is warm, the vegetation is all withered and yellow. Sometimes it is picked up by the autumn wind and dances with the wind. Standing on the high hill and looking far into the distance, the entire wilderness is undulating under the pale yellow sky, and everything is visible.
The withered color.
This scenery is indeed very different from the southwest. The weather in the southwest is mild and humid, and even in the coldest season, the mountains are full of green.
After Wu Ma Xi sighed, she was about to walk down the hill when she saw a man standing quietly not far ahead.
That man gave people a somewhat desolate feeling. He was leaning casually on a crooked tree, his brown clothes fluttering in the wind like dead leaves. His eyes fell on Wu Ma Xi, as if he was blowing from the desert at dusk.