So... I have found a treasure
In many cases, Taichu Xuanjing falls from the universe along with meteors. Its texture is very special, and it is difficult to detect this substance with ordinary quality inspection methods. And many material dealers easily confuse Taichu Xuanjing with ordinary Xuanjing.
Just like this stone ghost noodle, Wang Ling saw the quality inspection report sent by the customer service. It clearly stated that this stone ghost noodle is made of 75% high-grade mysterious crystal and 25% Made of elastic resin.
However, it is such an ordinary mask with no function, and the seller has no idea that the mask contains Taichu Xuanjing, and the price is 600 Chinese national coins.
Although Wang Ling knew that buying a stone ghost face made of Taichu Xuanjing with these 600 Chinese national coins was actually not a loss. But considering my monthly pocket money of 1,000 yuan, it is still a bit expensive after all.
Seeing that Wang Ling was still hesitating, the customer service sent Wang Ling a shaking window: "Is Fellow Taoist still here?"
Wang Ling replied with a question mark: "?"
"If fellow Taoists feel that the price is not appropriate, you can discuss it with us... We can definitely sell it at a cheaper price. Well, of course I will not tell fellow Taoists that this mask will bring bad luck!"
Wang Ling: "!?"
"Oh... I typed it wrong, sorry. What I wanted to say was, bring good luck."
“…”
Who are you, Tamar, lying to? Your acting skills can’t be any more exaggerated!
In the end, Wang Ling threatened with a bad service review, and the customer service finally told the truth: "At first, I bought this stone ghost mask from a mask wholesaler. Because of its unique shape, our boss liked it very much. But since this mask After hanging it in the shop, the sales level of our store plummeted... Our boss felt that the store's business must be cursed by this stone ghost face."
Wang Ling stared at this stone ghost face for a while. Apart from its unique shape, he really didn't notice anything else unusual about it.
However, we won’t know until we get it whether there are any specific problems.
In fact, Wang Ling is still a person who likes to have fun.
After all, being invincible is so... so lonely...
Seeing that there was no news from Wang Ling, the customer service staff became anxious again: "This fellow Taoist... the price is negotiable, please make a price!"
Although Wang Ling was dubious about the Stone Ghost Mask's curse, seeing the customer service's eagerness to sell it, Wang Ling felt that what the customer service said was probably true. At least, he was sure that after the seller bought the Stone Ghost Mask from a wholesaler, , indeed caused a lot of trouble.
After comprehensive consideration, Wang Ling sent a number to customer service...
The customer service girl was shocked when she saw a lonely 5 appear in the chat window: "Fellow Taoist, are you sure... you didn't miss a zero?" If it was fifty, the customer service would completely understand. After all, It's a cursed mask, just sell it for cheap... Damn it! five yuan! You, Taima, thought you were buying dried noodles!
The customer service girl waited in front of the chat window for five minutes... and found that this stingy customer still had no intention of changing her mind, and suddenly felt a little frustrated.
Of course, Wang Ling didn't walk away. He just sat calmly with his arms folded, waiting for the customer service girl's reply. Wang Ling learned this trick from Wang Ma. In the past, Wang Ma often used this trick when she went shopping or buying vegetables, catching the vendors off guard. At this time, what matters is patience and mental endurance...
After nearly ten minutes of confrontation, the customer service girl on the other side finally gave up: "Okay! Five yuan is five yuan! Could you please confirm the delivery address, fellow Taoist?"
As a result, what the customer service did not expect was that Wang Ling fell silent again...
The customer service girl sent Wang Ling a crying emoticon: "Fellow Taoist, are you regretting it?"
Wang Ling was silent for a moment and typed four words in the chat window: Remember to free shipping.
Included... free shipping? ! Even if you buy it for five yuan, it also comes with free shipping! The customer service girl felt that her views were about to be refreshed. What kind of customer is this? Although the customer is God... But this is the first time this customer service girl has seen such a stingy God.
Damn it! What a cheat! The customer service girl thought with great sadness and anger...
…
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It’s Saturday, the third week of school, and it’s approaching five o’clock in the evening.
Wang Ling felt that he had done a lot today. He had made up for the missing knowledge points, completed the missed homework, and also destroyed an underground laboratory that was plotting against him... He just bought the mask online. Wang Ling just bought the mask online. Ling felt that he had finally let go of one thing. Then I just waited for the weird stone ghost face to arrive by SF Express.
Such days are indeed quite fulfilling, but they always make Wang Ling feel tired...
Here, Wang's father and Lie Mengmeng are still having a small meeting, working together to implement some details of the new book's plot and competing with each other. On the other side, Wang Ma also came to the second floor and knocked on Wang Ling's door: "Er, let's get ready! Change into something handsome, and let's go out to a restaurant in the evening."
Wang Ling: "..." Going out to a restaurant
In Wang Ling's opinion, judging from the Wang family's family tradition, they rarely have the habit of going out to restaurants. It was mostly because of Wang Ling. Wang's father and mother were very worried that taking Wang Ling out to eat out would cause trouble for the restaurant, so the number of times the Wang family went out to eat throughout the year was comparable to the school's spring outings and autumn outings. Usually only on New Year's Day or Wang Ling's birthday, Wang's parents would bleed profusely and take Wang Ling to have a good meal. On normal days, if he suddenly had to go to a restaurant for dinner, Wang Ling would probably know which relative was coming.
Facts proved that Wang Ling's hunch was right.
About half an hour later, Wang Ling used his spiritual sense to sense that at the door of the Wang family's small villa, which was deserted nearby, an old man pedaled a tricycle and screeched towards the door of the villa.
The old man was a bit fat and seemed to be struggling to ride a tricycle. He wore an old-fashioned black cloth cap on his head, a black cloth mandarin jacket, and a dark blue cotton robe. When he got off the tricycle, his steps were a little staggering. Wang Ling was afraid that he would fall if he wasn't careful.
The old man squatted half-squat, holding his knees with both hands, taking a few breaths, hitting his shoulders, and stretching his muscles. Then he slowly came to the back of the tricycle, untied the rope, and finally lifted up the white cloth covering the tricycle. There was actually a cart full of apples on the tricycle...
Wang Ma was collecting clothes at the door of the villa when she saw the fat figure appearing at the door and hurriedly greeted her: "Hey, Dad! Why did you come here on your own on a tricycle? You should have called me. Let Wang Jiao pick you up!"
Mr. Wang touched his head: "...Wang Jiao? Who is Wang Jiao..."
"Wang Jiao is your son..."
Wang Ma sighed inwardly, the old man's Alzheimer's disease was coming all the time, and he was getting more and more cautious.
"Oh! Yes! My son!"
Mr. Wang patted his head and pointed at the apples behind him: "Do I have a grandson named Jingke? What's inside? I brought this cart of oranges to my grandson. Remember to collect them..."
Wang Ma: “…”
Wang Ling: "..."
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