Using the system to raise beautiful, strong and miserable villains

Chapter 38 Wanli Trading Company Pawns Property

So what else is there to say? The money shopkeeper is already so good. It would be disgusting for them to shirk it again.

The two of them stopped being pretentious. Shen Xi bowed his hands towards shopkeeper Qian again, "Then I'm disturbing the shopkeeper, but I'm being disrespectful."

"Hahaha, that's easy to talk about. You're welcome, sir. I wonder what kind of room you want?"

Shopkeeper Qian looked at Shen Xi and Li Zhao and smiled at Yan Yan.

Shen Xi did not make his own decision, but looked sideways at Li Zhao, "What do you think, Xiao Zhao?"

Li Zhao thought for a while, and the mentality of a philistine came online in his heart.

She was short of money, and before she knew how much the things in her hands could be exchanged for, well, actually, no matter how much money she had in her pocket, she couldn't afford to waste it by eating and drinking.

It was just accommodation, as long as it was safe and comfortable. It was not necessary in Tianziyuan, and definitely not in Datongpu. If she was in a lower-class room, she was afraid that Shenxi would not be able to rest well. Considering the problem of entering and exiting Shenxi, she would settle for a middle-class room.

"Brother Seventeen, we want two medium rooms on the first floor."

Shen Xi nodded, but when he spoke to Shopkeeper Qian, the two rooms suddenly turned into one.

Li Zhao was anxious and wanted to interrupt Shen Xi and say that he reported an error. Unexpectedly, Shen Xi had already expected it and stopped Li Zhao who was yelling anxiously. He patted her comfortingly. Li Zhao didn't say anything and just let her go. Shenxi negotiates.

After everything was done, he worked with the waiter to move Shen Xi to the room they wanted, and sent the enthusiastic waiter to prepare hot water for them to wash up. After closing the door, Li Zhao turned to ask Shen Xi.

"Brother Seventeen, why do we need a room together? The fat shopkeeper said that the salt in our hands is worth money. If we change it later, it's not like we can't afford to live in the hotel. And to be honest with Brother Seventeen, there are many young and old people like me with that cactus thorn. You can take it out and exchange it for money later, so why do you need a room?"

Facing Li Zhao's muttering, Shen Xi shook his head in amusement and explained patiently.

"Xiao Zhao, you and I are both strangers in a different world. We are new here, and we are like this. We look easy to bully. There may be many people secretly plotting against you and me. How can I rest assured that you live alone?"

"Oh." Li Zhao was worried about himself, so he stopped worrying about it. He sailed the boat carefully and nodded with approval, "As expected, my brother is still wise and brave, and he is considerate. Let's live in the same room, and we will keep an eye on each other. Under the bed, each other feels at ease."

As for the difference between men and women, not to mention that she regards her boss as her own brother, no matter how beautiful and handsome the boss is, no matter how beautiful she is, she still has more than she wants but not enough. Come on, she is like this right now. He is only ten years old with his small body, so ten years old!

Besides, it's not like they haven't slept together and sprinkled water together during their journey through the desert, and in the eyes of their boss, she might just be a little girl with yellow hair.

Li Zhao had no objection at all to living in the same house.

The two of them took turns to wash up, put on clean clothes and took out the replacement clothes from the ring. Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early, the two of them decided to go to Wanli Trading Company to have a look first.

The fat shopkeeper said that cactus thorns can also be exchanged for money. When Li Zhao took the salt in the broken clay pot, he also put the cactus thorns in his system backpack and the ones they collected later into the box. He didn't even let go of the used items, stuffed them all in, and put some clothes on top to cover them a little. Li Zhao took the broken box with him, begged San Linzi to carry Shen Xi out, and went to the shopkeeper to help him. Mule cart.The wheels were rolling and creaking. After traveling for about half a stick of incense, the mule cart took them into the east of the city. Looking out through the opened curtains, rows of shop gates stood outside, and there was a lot of people. People were coming and going, it was very noisy, it was like a lively ancient city scene, just like a living picture of Along the River During the Qingming Festival. Compared with Nancheng, the sky and the ground were astounding to Li Zhao, a modern country bumpkin.

"Sir, Wanli Trading Company has arrived."

There was movement outside the carriage door, the mule carriage suddenly stopped, and Li Zhao came back to his senses.

He asked the coachman to help him carry Shen Xi into the lobby of Wanli Commercial Bank, where people were coming and going. Li Zhao dragged the broken box in with noisy sounds. He turned around and took out ten large coins and gave it to the coachman. He invited people to drink tea at the tea stall outside and wait. , Li Zhao then grabbed a waiter who was free and got into a stance.

He revealed his identity and said that he was introduced by the shopkeeper of Ping'an Inn. As soon as the salt from the broken pottery jar came out of his arms, the waiter from Wanli Trading Company was also surprised and hurriedly greeted the shopkeeper from his home.

Shopkeeper Ma, who was older, dark-skinned and lean, came and took a look, and was slightly surprised.

"Is this salt?"

Li Zhao nodded.

The other party asked again: "That old boy from Ping'an Inn, Fatty Qian, introduced you here?"

Li Zhao said yes again.

Shopkeeper Ma stroked his gray beard, led Li Zhao to the cabinet, raised his hand to take the broken clay pot in Li Zhao's hand, called to the boy behind the cabinet and told him to weigh it on the cabinet, and waited for the boy to report the weight. Shopkeeper Ma turned around.

"Little girl, the snowflake salt you have in your hand is of the highest quality. Unfortunately, the quantity is less than a kilogram. I am afraid that the price cannot be sold at this counter. The weight on the counter just now showed that it was less than ten taels. Little old man, I With good intentions, I’ll count you ten taels, how about giving you ten taels of silver?”

Of course Li Zhao knew that she had less than ten taels of salt. After all, it was [-] grams per pack. She and her brother ate some on the way. It seemed fair that they were not bullied.

In this way, Li Zhao didn't refute. Thinking about the asking price of Ping'an Inn, Li Zhao didn't feel that the other party had cheated him, but he still had a philistine mentality and subconsciously bargained.

"Grandpa shopkeeper, this salt I have is rare. Although the quantity is small, it is of the best quality. You will never have it again after using it up. Things are rare and valuable. Your company has great power. How can a good thing not be sold at a high price? It is the principle that rare goods can be lived in. Even though I am young, I know that the shopkeeper must not bully me, and please take pity on me and my brother, whose life is not easy, and give us a fair price, but we were introduced by the fat shopkeeper uncle."

The black-faced shopkeeper Ma was delighted when he heard this, "Hey, little girl, you still know where to find rare things? Not bad, not bad..." Shopkeeper Ma stroked his beard, with a hint of amusement on his dark face that had been stoic for many years, "By the way, little girl, What did you call that guy from Ping'an Inn just now? Fat shopkeeper uncle?"

"Huh?" Li Zhao nodded without knowing why, "Does the shopkeeper think something is wrong?"

Shopkeeper Ma glanced at Li Zhao meaningfully and shook his head firmly, "Well, there's nothing wrong with that. That's a good shout, little girl. That's a good shout. I'll keep shouting like that from now on!" That's why he calls the fat shopkeeper who doesn't recognize fat every day. Good!
Li Zhao, who had no idea what the grudge was between these two people, watched the black-faced old man in front of him change his face for a while.

"Well, for the sake of what you said little girl, I will have a good time today, but I can't let me suffer. I will give you 15 taels of silver for this snowflake salt, but little girl, you have to agree with me. , if you have this precious thing on hand again, send it to my Wanli Trading Company as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)