The middle-aged uncle was so angry that his voice was like a broken throat, like a male duck roaring, extremely sharp and harsh.
Everyone in the shop stopped to talk, their eyes were aligned, and they suddenly noticed him.
Seeing the middle-aged uncle with a scowl on his face, the store clerks all looked frightened. They didn't even bother to pay attention to the customers around them. They hurriedly ran to the middle-aged uncle and said with a smile: "Master Manager, you
Why are you angry? Is there something you didn't do well?"
"What do I tell you on weekdays? As long as the customers come into our place, we have to treat them as gods of light to serve them." There is resentment in the voice that hates iron for not being able to make steel!
Taking a deep breath to calm his violently heaving chest, the middle-aged uncle pointed at Zhang Yunfeng, who had a look of helplessness on his face, and yelled at the clerks, "But what's going on today? Why are there customers?"
Now that I’m here, not only have you not assigned anyone to receive me, you haven’t even offered me a cup of tea. It seems like you have turned a deaf ear to my words, right?”
Hearing this, all the clerks' faces suddenly turned pale. Just now they looked down on the simple-looking Zhang Yunfeng, so they treated him so coldly. But they had forgotten the middle-aged uncle's teachings to them, and now they were pointed out to their faces.
, they were also speechless.
There is no way, this matter itself is that they were wrong in the first place and violated the rules. Even if they want to explain now, they have no excuse!
Seeing those shop assistants all with pale faces and bowed their heads in silence, the middle-aged man became furious on the spot, pointed at their noses and cursed: "You short-sighted guys, don't you know that this guy is one of us?"
Big customers in the store! If you ignore such distinguished customers, but treat those little nobles indifferently, do you guys have all the stones in their heads? "
The middle-aged uncle was in a very excited mood, and his voice could not help but raise a few notches. Even the aristocratic guests standing far away could hear clearly. When they heard the middle-aged uncle's words, their arrogant faces were filled with excitement.
He frowned, looking unhappy.
The middle-aged uncle's words clearly showed his contempt for the aristocratic guests present. In normal times, he would not have said such offending words, especially to offend the aristocrats, who were just businessmen.
It is absolutely impossible.
It's just that the behavior of these clerks today was so bad. If he didn't do something, it would be difficult to explain to Zhang Yunfeng, so he could only bite the bullet and say such hurtful words that might cause him some trouble.
But before he said this, the middle-aged uncle had quietly visited a large number of other customers in the shop. He found that the customers present were basically small aristocrats, with no power, no status, and no backing. Among them, there were
Several of them were at odds with him and were always picky about the slaves in the shop, so he came up with something that could not only please Zhang Yunfeng but also make those guys look down on them.
What a grievance those clerks felt! They all complained in their hearts: "This man, you don't even think about playing like this. Since you are a rich man, then you didn't say anything before! You are still wearing such a common dress.
They have ordinary mage robes and don’t even have a higher-end magic wand. Isn’t it obvious that they are trying to trick us? There’s no way you can pretend to be cool!”
The last time we received Zhang Yunfeng and his party, it was all handled by a middle-aged uncle. They had never met Zhang Yunfeng at all, let alone knew him!
At that time, they knew that Zhang Yunfeng, a magician in ordinary clothes, would be a big customer in the middle-aged uncle's mouth!
Regarding the middle-aged uncle's actions, Zhang Yunfeng looked very calm, as if watching a play, and did not show any emotional fluctuations.
After a while, after the middle-aged uncle scolded the clerks until they were bloody, Zhang Yunfeng finally took action.
"Brother, forget it! They are just here for work. There were indeed a few more customers here just now, and they were too busy for the moment, so they didn't come to receive me. Brother, just give me some face and calm down.
!" He took a few steps forward, came to the middle-aged uncle, patted him on the shoulder, his dark eyes flashed with light, and he said in a calm tone.
Seeing someone interceding with him, the clerks with their heads lowered all looked at Zhang Yunfeng with grateful eyes.
"Okay! Now that I've opened my mouth, I have to give you some face." The middle-aged uncle turned around and looked at Zhang Yunfeng, patting his chest and saying. In fact, he didn't want to scold himself in front of so many guests.
subordinates, but if he doesn't do much, he won't be able to explain to Zhang Yunfeng. If because of this incident, he misses out on a wealthy businessman like Zhang Yunfeng, the middle-aged uncle will cry no matter where he is, so he can only bite the bullet and continue to scold. However,
Now that Zhang Yunfeng had given him the steps, the middle-aged uncle naturally walked down the slope.
Turning his head and glaring at the trembling clerks, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, "You are lucky this time. Someone intercedes on your behalf, so let's forget it. But if something like this happens again, I will
I’ll throw you in and make you slaves, do you hear me?”
"Hear that!" Upon hearing the middle-aged uncle's words, all the store clerks looked relieved and quickly assured.
"Get out of here! Just do whatever you have to do, don't just stand here." With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man hummed out of his nose. The clerks immediately seemed to have heard the imperial edict, and one by one they hurriedly ran to the unclean-looking shopkeepers.
Where is the noble nobleman who is smiling and trying to please...
After saying that, the middle-aged uncle looked at Zhang Yunfeng with a flattering face and said with a smile: "Brother, how about it, are you satisfied with my handling of it?"
"Okay! I'm not here to watch you lecture your subordinates. I have business to discuss with you!" Zhang Yunfeng said helplessly as he shrugged.
Hearing Zhang Yunfeng say that he had something serious to discuss with him, the middle-aged uncle's eyes lit up, his little eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a smile: "If you have anything to do, brother, just ask me, as long as I can do it, I will do it."
Great help.”
What else can you do in a slave shop?
Of course he is buying a slave! The middle-aged uncle is extremely happy to do business with Zhang Yunfeng. The man in front of him is not an ordinary cheerful man. Others have to bear the pain to buy elf slaves. This man is full of words with just one mouth.
You can't even find such a big customer even with a lantern!
Blinking his eyes, Zhang Yunfeng said bluntly, "I want fifty slaves who are good at service and housework. As long as they are from the human race, they are both male and female."
"No problem, I promise to send the best-quality, good-looking, young and strong slaves to your house, brother." The middle-aged uncle patted his chest and said generously.
"By the way, do you have any elf slaves here?"
After a pause, Zhang Yunfeng asked again. The main purpose of his trip to the slave market was to buy some human slaves to share the work of Sarah and the others. But since they were all here, of course he wanted to ask about the elf slaves.
Well, Zhang Yunfeng had promised Nicole that he would help her rescue her sisters. Moreover, he knew the shooting talent of the elves very well. It would also be a good thing for him to have more elven slaves.
"Hey! Brother! Why do you want to buy elf slaves again so soon? Didn't you just buy nine last time? What, is it possible that you are tired of those elf slaves? Or they can't serve you enough!
"
In a weird and ambiguous tone, the middle-aged uncle winked at Zhang Yunfeng and said, "Hey! Brother, how do you like the beauty of the elves? You bought nine of them at once last time, and there was also a rare sun elf.
It’s a good thing to aphrodisiac! I think my life should be quite sexually blessed during this time!”
Zhang Yunfeng was almost stunned by the middle-aged uncle's little move, and thought to himself, "What a conscience! I have never even touched Nicole and the others. Let alone any behavior that crossed the line... Uh!
Last time I gave them a contact seal, it was not intentional, so it doesn’t count.”
"It seems I guessed it right!"
The middle-aged uncle didn't notice Zhang Yunfeng's change at all. He was fascinated and said with some sourness: "I have never tasted the beauties of the elves, but you slept with nine of them at once. Even if you sleep with one in a day, you will sleep with nine."
The week doesn’t come around, and I’m really jealous! Seeing that you feel refreshed, your brows are full, and you haven’t overindulged at all, it seems that the purpose of the sun elf is really effective!”
"Ahem!!" A violent cough suddenly sounded.
Encountering such a living treasure, Zhang Yunfeng really couldn't laugh or cry when he looked at the wolf light scattered in the middle-aged uncle's round eyes, like those masters who have been immersed in the way of being a queen for decades.
He had no choice but to change the subject and said, "Don't talk about this yet, is there any supply?"
"Yes, yes, of course!"
When it came to business matters, the confused expression on the middle-aged uncle's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a serious look.
The speed at which this guy's face changes is even faster than that of the most powerful Sichuan Opera face-changing master, which makes Zhang Yunfeng click his tongue.
Looking at the middle-aged uncle with a calm temperament and a serious face in front of him, Zhang Yunfeng really found it difficult to connect this guy with the wretched uncle who just talked dirty words and had a look of fascination on his face.
The round little eyes rolled, and the middle-aged uncle said methodically: "Brother, I have more of the human slaves you want. I can give them to you even if they are fifty or five hundred. It's just the elves."
There is some trouble with the tribal slaves!"
"trouble!"
Raising his brows, Zhang Yunfeng secretly thought: Last time, this guy bought nine elven slaves at once, costing him more than 100,000 gold coins. Why is he saying he is in trouble now? Could it be the force behind this guy, for capturing elves?
Slave, you must be targeted by the big boss of the elves!
Zhang Yunfeng still remembers that Nicole once said that among the elves, there are also many god-level and saint-level elves. If such a force were to attack, not many people would be able to withstand the wrath of the elves.