Suddenly want to buy this piece of rock, which made the Zhenbaoge's guys stop for a while, and couldn't help but look at Li Qiye. After all, some people wanted to buy their products, and they had no reason not to sell them.
At this time, it was a young man who came by, the young master of Pengjiazhuang, Peng Weijin, who had friction with Li Qiye twice. He had completely seen Li Qiye displeased, and he had already grieved with Li Qiye in his heart.
Now he sees that Li Qiye is interested in such a rock. If he doesn't say anything, he will buy this rock. He just wants to have trouble with Li Qiye!
Seeing Peng Weijin, Wang Han was immediately displeased. Although Pengjiazhuang's strength was good, it was completely incomparable with Wang's. What they relied on was only one of the four major forces of Kuang Ting Taoism.
"Young Master Peng, don't do things too much!" Wang Han couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "Take a step back and broaden the sky!"
"A little boy, dare to talk to me?" At this time, Peng Weijin gave Wang Han a sneer, and told the fellow at Zhenbao Pavilion: "How much is this stuff? Pack it for me!" Wang Han glanced at it.
"In response to this young man, this rock costs 1.3 million holy realm real coins." The treasurer's buddy said immediately.
"One million and three hundred thousand is one million and one hundred thousand. This uncle wants it! Even if it's a broken stone, uncle is happy to buy it." Hearing such a price, Peng Weijin felt a pain in his heart, which can be said to be extremely expensive. The price is high, but he has said everything, so he can't save his face, and gritted his teeth to buy this piece of rock.
Although Peng Weijin felt a pain in his heart, he felt that the fabric was fixed like Li Qiye. It was impossible to buy a rock at such a high price, so he had bought this rock. Although it is painful to spend such a big price to buy such a rock, but when people fight for a sigh of relief, he just wants to let out such a bad breath and feel comfortable in his heart.
"Hmph, forgive you for not having so much free money to squander! The uncle is in a good mood, even if it is a few million, I am happy to throw it into the water to play!" Peng Weijin felt much more comfortable in his heart, sneered, and looked at Li Qiye arrogantly. With an appearance above ten thousand people, he looked down upon Li Qiye, a young man who could not be any more ordinary. Why would such an ordinary young man put himself in front of him? appearance!
Li Qiyeli didn't bother to care about him, and didn't even have the interest to look at him. He took the rock in his man's hand and pondered it carefully.
"Let it down—" Seeing Li Qiye holding this rock, Peng Weijin immediately shouted in an imposing manner, "This rock is my young master's thing, look at your dirty hands! Man, pack it for me."
"Three million!" At this time, Wang Hanwei's face sank, and Peng Weijin dared to be disrespectful to Li Qiye, that is, to her, so she looked cold and said slowly: "Man, I pay three million, give me The son packs up!"
As soon as Wang Han's words fell, Peng Weijin's face changed, and suddenly his face became very ugly, because Li Qiye didn't even look at him, but one of his servants reported such a high price, which seemed to be saying His Peng Weijin didn't even have the qualifications to talk to Li Qiye, he was only qualified to talk to the young man next to him.
"You—" Peng Weijin looked ugly and immediately glared at Wang Han, and Wang Han didn't even bother to look at him.
This suddenly made it difficult for Peng Weijin to ride a tiger. After all, for him, the price just now made him painful. Now that Wang Han has quoted a price of 3 million, he can't bear it. If it is a precious treasure, Then three to five million, he can still spare it, he can still make up the money, the problem is that this is just a rock, let him spend three million holy realm real coins to buy such a rock, it is really It's not worth it.
Real currency is the currency in circulation in the Three Immortals World. Real currency can not only be used as currency, but it can also be used in many places.
A real coin is to cut the essence of a real stone, and to make it, the size of each real coin must be three inches of nine coins! Although in the Three Immortals Realm, any orthodoxy and anyone can make real coins, the size of each real coin must be strictly enforced, otherwise it will not be able to circulate in the market.
The value of a real coin is reflected in the level of its true stone. For example, a real stone of the realm of true sage, then the essence that it can cut can only be real coin of the realm of sacredness, you can't get a realm of true sage. It’s impossible to customize a God Realm with the real stone.
Real coins can be embedded on the peerless array like real stones, motivating the peerless array, and the power of real coins is greater than that of real stones, which means that real coins are used to spur a peerless array. Real stone is even more luxurious!
Three million holy realm real coins, such a price, is already very expensive for Peng Weijin. Although they have a large property in Pengjiazhuang, his young master has never been short of money, but , It is definitely not worth it to spend three million holy realm real coins to buy a rock.
"Three hundred and one hundred thousand!" Peng Weijin gritted his teeth and quoted a very high price. Since he is willing to go out, he can play bigger if he wants to play. He just can't swallow this breath. He is alive, just to fight for it. Take a breath!
"Five million—" Wang Han said lightly about the price quoted by Peng Weijin. There is no need for Li Qiye to speak for such a small thing.
Although Pengjiazhuang is rich, it is far from the Wangfu. As a queen of the imperial court, Wang Han's own private money is scary. The wealth she has is beyond the reach of a young owner like Peng Weijin. Than.
"You—" Wang Han suddenly raised a price of five million yuan, making Peng Weijin unable to accept such a price. After all, five million yuan is also a very difficult figure for him.
"Ten million!" Wang Han didn't bother to pay attention to him, so the price she had just quoted doubled again. She could afford this kind of money, and she, the queen of mad court orthodoxy, couldn't swallow it either. Tone.
As soon as the price of 10 million yuan was reported, Peng Weijin was completely trembling with anger. It was like a slap in his face, making him unable to step down.
If he can afford 3 million and he can still fight for 5 million, then after reporting for 10 million, he can't afford it at all. Such a price is also a huge figure for him. , Not to mention spending 10 million holy realm real coins to buy a rock, even if he was asked to spend 10 million to buy an equivalent treasure, he would not be able to dig out the money.
Suddenly, Peng Weijin's face was ugly, and he couldn't help but glared at Wang Han. If he was slapped by Li Qiye, it would be a little better. At least he went to Li Qiye. Now it's okay, but he was slapped directly by a small servant. It's a shame to pull your face.
"A lowly servant, dare to speak wild words! There is no place for you to speak here!" Finally, Peng Weijin's face became cold and there was no demeanor to speak of, and he directly cursed Wang Han.
When Peng Weijin said what he said, not only Wang Han’s expression was ugly, but Yang Shengping’s expression also changed drastically. Wang Han was the queen of the mad court orthodoxy. No matter what she said, she represented the authority of the mad court orthodoxy. Now Peng Weijin directly scolds her. "Budget maid", this is a shocking thing.
No matter who will be in charge of the Kuang Ting Taoism in the future, at least Wang Han now represents the Kuang Ting Taoism orthodoxy. In the Kuang Ting Taoism, no one dares to call Wang Han a lowly maidservant, even if there is a certain one. If the ancestor wants to seize power, it is impossible to curse like this. After all, such cursing is to humiliate the mad court orthodoxy. Such things can be big or small.
"Peng Weijin, did you do it yourself, or did I do it?" Yang Shengping shouted angrily at this time, and immediately held down the hilt of the sword, glaring at Peng Weijin.
Peng Weijin is not afraid of Yang Shengping at all. Although Yang Shengping is stronger than him, his Pengjiazhuang does not know how much stronger than Dajianmen. What's more, the backing behind their Pengjiazhuang is the upper part!
"Yang Shengping, you really take yourself seriously, it's just a higher-level running dog!" Peng Weijin sneered, and said disdainfully: "Killing you, for us, Pengjiazhuang, it's just a pinch to death. Only the ants are themselves."
"What a big tone!" At this time, Wang Han's face was cold, and he said coldly: "Do you really think that Pengjiazhuang is in the imperial court?"
"So what?" Peng Weijin said proudly: "Even if we, Pengjiazhuang, are not covering the sky with one hand, it would be easy to kill you, a lowly maid—"
With a sound of "pop", before Peng Weijin spoke, Wang Han slapped Peng Weijin away, and instantly drew Peng Weijin away, causing him to spit out blood.
"I'm going to kill you—" Wang Han slapped several teeth away, and Peng Weijin roared wildly, with a hideous face, he was about to rush over.
But he hadn't rushed in front of Wang Han, and the whole person had froze there, because Wang Han was holding an emperor's order and stood in front of him directly.
Seeing this imperial decree, Peng Weijin's face instantly turned pale, because he knew what the imperial decree meant, and this was the queen of mad court orthodoxy.
With a "pop", Peng Weijin's legs became weak and his face was white, and he knelt down on the ground, desperately kowtow and said: "Manny, yes, yes, little ignorance, little ignorance, offended Fengjia, please Please spare your mother, please spare her life."
Suddenly, Peng Weijin was so scared that his soul flew up. He never dreamed that this person dressed as a small servant turned out to be the queen of today's mad court orthodoxy!
Although their Pengjiazhuang has a good power, it is a capital crime to offend the queen, even if the upper part of the backer behind them cannot protect him.
At this time, Wang Han's face was cold, just looking at Peng Weijin who was begging for mercy indifferently. (To be continued.)