"Three hundred." The other disciples of Xiaojingangmen couldn't help but look at Wang Weiqiao.
A disciple couldn't help but muttered: "This price can be considered. Would you like to try it?"
The disciples of the Little King Kong Gate are considered poor, at least compared to the disciples of the Dajiao Jiangguo, they don’t have much money in their hands. However, there are still three hundred disciples that can be obtained by disciples. Therefore, at this time Some disciples felt that Wang Weiqiao could try his luck.
"Buy one for a try?" The other disciples couldn't help but urge Wang Weiqiao, and said, "Maybe you can find treasures, three hundred fine pieces, and you won't lose much."
In fact, the other disciples also hold this mentality to some extent. After all, there are three hundred fine stones, everyone can find them, in case it is really a treasure.
What Wang Weiqiao thought was different from the other disciples. After all, Wang Weiqiao was more assertive in his heart and able to perceive human sentiments.
He looked at the thing in his hand, and finally put it down, shook his head lightly, and said to the old man: "Since you want to sell three million, it must be worth three million, three hundred fine pieces. I dare not take advantage of your price."
Wang Weiqiao's words made the disciples of the Little King Kong Gate startled for a while, and it was also strange.
If you say that three million things can be bought at three hundred now, and they are completely different levels of fineness, the price difference among them is one hundred and eight thousand miles.
To be able to take advantage of such a bargain is to find a treasure that is shocking to the sky. Who wouldn't take such bargain? However, Wang Weiqiao did not account for it, which seemed a bit silly.
The old man couldn't help but glanced at Wang Weiqiao, and said: "Then when I have a relationship with you, this is also a favor."
"Thank you for your kindness." Wang Weiqiao smiled, and said: "We can be tied, but we can't owe favors. I am just a little monk. I don't dare to have too many favors and can't afford it."
"Interesting." The old man smiled and said, "There is no such thing as a favor, and you have to pay it back."
Wang Weiqiao still accepts it, saying: "I have a minor repair, it is difficult for anyone to favor it, let alone a favor, you may be looking at my master’s gold face, perhaps, there may be other reasons, such a favor, I can’t even owe it. This is beyond my ability."
Although Wang Weiqiao has a shallow way, but he has good human feelings. He knows in his heart that with such an insignificant little monk, how can he be favored by others, and why should others give you a favor? There must be a reason for this, either because of his master Li Qiye's stand, or the calculation of a more distant future...
No matter what the reason, Wang Weiqiao also understood that a little monk like him should not receive so many favors. After all, favors should be paid back.
"Good point." The old man looked at Wang Weiqiao a few more times, nodded and said: "Everything does not come from luck, everything comes from self."
"I'm not as good as you at this point." At this moment, the old man looked at Li Qiye and said calmly: "I never thought about it back then."
"As far as wisdom is concerned, who else would like you?" Li Qiye said lightly: "However, Hui Ruhai is thinner than love."
The old man opened his mouth to speak, but in the end he just turned into a soft sigh without saying anything.
"Oh, brothers and gentlemen, early in the morning, would you like to eat a bowl of wonton?" At this moment, Li Qiye shouted from behind them.
The disciple of Xiaojingangmen looked back and found that what was yelling was from a wonton shop on the opposite street, and it was yelling at them.
It was a woman who was yelling. This woman looked a little fat, wearing a flowered apron, her head with yellow hair wrapped around her head, and the tree branches hanging horizontally, which seemed to remind people of the neighbor's aunt.
It's just that the woman's eyes are big and bright. These eyes don't match her appearance at all, as if her eyes are full of beauty, and her skin is nothing more than a mortal womb.
This woman is the proprietress of this wonton shop. At this time, she rubbed her hands on her apron and greeted Li Qiye and the others.
As for the old man, there is no turbulence in his expression, just looking at his own stall.
And the disciples of Xiaojingangmen didn't respond. After all, in their opinion, the proprietress of the wonton shop was nothing more than a common man, so how could they bother with an aunt in a market.
"Dear immortals, early in the morning, eat a bowl of wontons to fill your hunger." However, this aunt seemed to have not noticed that the disciple of the Little King Kong Gate ignored her, and still greeted her with enthusiasm, shouting: "Daxianmen, my family's Wontons are the most famous in this street, they are absolutely delicious..."
The enthusiasm of this aunt made some disciples of the Little King Kong Gate frowned, and some disciples could not help but look up at the sky. At this time, the sun was already high. It was noon. Where is the early morning? , Is this aunt dazzled
However, this aunt didn’t mind the indifference of the little King Kong disciple. She was still very enthusiastic. Moreover, she stepped forward and took Li Qiye’s arm, laughed enthusiastically, and said, "This little brother, come to our restaurant to eat. How about a bowl of wontons? Our wontons are the most delicious in Bodhisattva City."
These words made the disciples of the Little Vajra Gate glance at each other. Just now they said that this condition was the most delicious, and it suddenly became the most delicious in the entire Bodhisattva City. This is too exaggerated.
"Don't be rude." Elder Hu frowned when he saw that this aunt was going to pull Li Qiye's arm.
Although they say that their Little King Kong Sect is a small sect, in the eyes of mortals, they are also very identifiable. What's more, Li Qiye is their sect master, and how can he allow a mortal to use his hands.
Li Qiye waved his hand gently to stop Elder Hu. He glanced at the wonton proprietress and said with a faint smile: "You say this, I eat a bowl of wonton, it's like walking around a kiln. Should I eat well or not?"
"Uh—" Li Qiye's words suddenly made the disciples of the Little King Kong Sect stunned. Their monks have more or less identities in front of mortals, but now their masters seem to be very good at speaking. Rough, just like being a gangster.
"Oh, I didn't see it. Hello, my brother." The wonton lady proprietress couldn't help but opened her eyes and smiled, and said: "If the brother really likes to visit the kiln, I will introduce you to it."
"Forget it, go to the kiln to avoid it, this body is bone, can't withstand the toss." Li Qiye couldn't help but laughed, and said: "Then eat a bowl of wontons, early in the morning, you should also fill your stomach and eat. Now that I have the strength to talk."
"Come, come, come, please inside, please inside, let the uncle, you have a good taste of our wonton." When I heard Li Qiye say this, the aunt smiled suddenly, and pulled Li Qiye into herself. Wonton shop.
At this time, the disciples of Xiaojingangmen were also very helpless, and followed Li Qiye into the aunt's wonton shop.
"Everyone, let's have a bowl." Li Qiye ordered casually.
"Okay, one bowl per person." The aunt opened her eyes and smiled, and the big business came, and she immediately became busy with joy.
The disciples of Xiaojingangmen couldn't help but stare at each other, and they didn't understand why the master of his door suddenly obeyed such an aunt's words, and he actually ate wontons.
Although they are not big people, nor are they of noble origin, but as a monk, even those of the little school, they are not interested in coming to such an alley to eat wontons, not to mention, at this time At the moment, they are not hungry either.
Even if they were hungry, they would not come to such a place to eat such a bowl of wontons.
However, now their master is already sitting here, and as disciples, they have to stay here to eat wontons with Li Qiye.
After a while, the aunt brought up the hot wontons, and treated them with great enthusiasm, and said, "Come, come, come, everyone, try them all, taste them all."
Without saying anything, Li Qiye started eating, feasting, and eating very happily.
Even if the disciples of the Little King Kongmen were not hungry, they all followed Li Qiye to eat. Everyone didn't say anything. They were just curious, why did the master want to eat wontons here? Is it just because the aunt's enthusiasm is irresistible
In the blink of an eye, Li Qiye finished a bowl of wontons, and the aunt immediately served a bowl of wontons, and said with great anticipation, "Master, what do you think of my wontons?"
"It's delicious, it must be the number one in Bodhisattva City." Li Qiye said with a smile.
"Uh—" Li Qiye's compliment almost caused the disciple of Xiaojingangmen to spew out wontons.
Every disciple is eating wontons, but everyone thinks that the wontons here are just like that. It can't be said to be delicious or delicious. It can only be said to be improvised.
However, when it came to their master's mouth, it turned out to be extremely delicious, the first in Bodhisattva City. This made the disciples of the Little King Kong Gate feel that they were eating the same wonton as the master.
"Oh, I still have a good taste in my little brother. My little brother is worthy of being the most handsome man in the world, and his taste is unparalleled." The aunt gave a high-five, laughed, opened her eyes, and laughed very happily.
Li Qiye couldn't help but smiled faintly, and said: "My taste has always been very high."
"That's a certainty, that's a certainty." The aunt was so happy that Li Qiye was praised, and said with joy: "Such a handsome and tasteful boy, is there anyone for him, do you want me to introduce one to you?"
"Uh—" The disciples of the Little King Kong Gate were also speechless. Some disciples wanted to stand up and stop, but they still held back.
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