Super death chest system

Chapter 62 Regrets vomiting blood
One of these treasures was very valuable, and they were surprised that Su Jin could take out such a pile.

Who knows what the other party means, it seems that there are more.

"As much as the greedy son can produce, we can eat as much."

Lan Yue was very excited, her heart was beating, she felt that she was going to get a big deal.

Sudden--

"Master Ming Hong, honored guest, hurry up, please come inside!"

Deacon Cheng's flattering voice resounded throughout the hall, and he was seen walking with a handsome young man.

When passing Su Jin's side, a cold light flashed in the eyes of that handsome young man.

When Deacon Cheng saw Lan Yue and Su Jin, he showed a sarcastic smile: "Lan Yue, you are receiving those poor ghosts of Qingling Wufu again, and I told you that the inner sect of Qingling Wufu Disciples come from different backgrounds, only honored guests are worthy of receiving, but if you always receive poor ghosts, if you lose your status, how can you be qualified to receive such an honorable person like Mr. Ming Hong."

Lan Yue gave Deacon Cheng a sympathetic look. Normally, she would have rebutted with Deacon Cheng angrily, but now she only had contempt.

Seeing that Lan Yue didn't refute, Deacon Cheng was even more proud. At this moment, he noticed the pile of jewels on the table, but he smiled disapprovingly: "These are the things this poor man wants to sell? They were all picked up from which stalls?" Fake, Lan Yue, you must know that my Shenbing Pavilion does not collect all the junk."

"tattered?"

The corner of Lan Yue's mouth curled up into a smile, "Deacon Cheng has a good eye. Even the rags you mentioned are worth 230 million taels of silver. If they weren't rags, how much would they be worth?"

Hearing this, Deacon Cheng was stunned for a moment, then stared at Lan Yue with a gloomy expression: "How much do you think these things are worth?"

"230 million taels, personally authenticated by Mr. Wu."

Looking at Deacon Cheng's face, Lan Yue almost wanted to laugh out loud.

Seeing Deacon Cheng's gaze, Mr. Wu nodded: "Not bad."

Deacon Cheng's face turned ugly, and he looked at Su Jin in disbelief. The poor ghost actually had 230 million taels on him, and the business was originally his.

When he thought that he had suffered such a huge loss, Deacon Cheng's heart was pierced. Even Zhao Minghong would seldom come up with such a large amount of business.

"Isn't it 230 million taels? I haven't handled it before?"

Deacon Cheng didn't want to make Lan Yue proud, and said with a sneer, "Lan Yue, I've done a lot of big business, so there's nothing to show off."

Lan Yue didn't regard it as a deacon, but said again: "By the way, Mr. Greedy, what else do you want to sell?"

Still...still selling?
Deacon Cheng's expression froze.

"There are a lot of things, you can really eat them." Su Jin said lightly.

Lan Yue smiled proudly, and said, "Don't worry, my lord, if it comes to financial resources, in Tianyang City, if my Shenbing Pavilion is ranked second, no one will dare to be the first."

Su Jin actually believes that every weapon sold by the Shenbing Pavilion is extremely expensive, and the huge profits are enough to make Qingling Wufu and the three major families jealous.

However, the Shenbing Pavilion has a very deep background. Its headquarters is located in the imperial city of the Dagan Kingdom. It is rumored that it is related to the royal family. .

"Well."

With a thought of Su Jin, the contents of the space kit were instantly taken out, clattering, jewelry, calligraphy and painting, and a hill made of treasures appeared in the hall.

It is so colorful and so dazzling that people can't even open their eyes.

Deacon Cheng's face turned pale, looking at these things in disbelief.

Lan Yue and Mr. Wu were also dumbfounded, they couldn't believe that Su Jin could come up with so many treasures.

But they didn't see that Zhao Minghong's eyes were extremely cold.

"Psychic Judgment!"

Standing in front of the pile of treasures, Mr. Wu suddenly had a blue light in his eyes.

Suddenly, the surface of Baoshan was covered with a layer of crystal light blue light, as if a mysterious force poured into Baoshan to identify the authenticity and value of each treasure.

Lan Yue looked closely at Mr. Wu, knowing that Mr. Wu was performing a secret appraiser technique.

After a while, Elder Wu's face became extremely pale, as if he had exhausted himself a lot, he took a deep breath and said, "Forty-six million taels of silver!"

Lan Yue trembled excitedly. With this amount, she could get millions of taels just by mentioning her achievements: "Young master, I will send someone to get the crystal card for you immediately. The silver taels stored in the crystal card of my Shenbing Pavilion can't It can be used anywhere in Dagan country."

"Ah."

Su Jin nodded.

creak creak-

Deacon Cheng gritted his teeth, his face was so ugly and frightening.

For a business of 230 million taels, he could still bear the pain and forced a smile on his face.

But a business of 600 million taels, such a big deal, ran from his hands to Lan Yue's hands, and Deacon Cheng's mood at the moment was almost worse than eating 600 million catties of stool.

"Greedy, greedy son."

Deacon Cheng smiled obsequiously at Su Jin, "Let me accept this business. Lan Yue has just come to Shenbing Pavilion not long ago, and she doesn't have enough experience."

When Lan Yue heard this, her expression changed suddenly——

Su Jin didn't even look at her as a deacon: "Miss Lan, hurry up and go through the formalities for me, I have something urgent to do."

Lan Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly said: "My lord, wait a moment, the crystal card will be delivered to you right away."

Deacon Cheng finally understood that this business deal was completely useless for him. Looking at Su Jin, his eyes became resentful. This kid, who is so rich, pretended to be someone who didn't even have a VIP card, causing himself to lose what should belong to him. Several million silver commissions are really abhorrent.

But despite the resentment in his heart, he didn't dare to do anything to Su Jin. The rules of Shenbing Pavilion are extremely strict, and it is taboo to do something to guests.

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Zhao Minghong, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

He looked at Su Jin coldly: "Su Jin, you sold the treasures in my Zhao family ancestor's tomb in front of me, you really don't think much of me, Zhao Minghong!"

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

Isn't his surname greedy?

Su Jin cast a glance at Zhao Minghong. He had seen this face at the Xue family's wedding, but he didn't pay attention to it. He didn't expect this guy to recognize him and knew that these treasures belonged to the Zhao family ancestor's tomb.

But so what if he knew, Su Jin didn't care at all, and said to Lan Yue, "Can you hurry up."

"Don't worry, son, it's already here."

Lan Yue smiled slightly, she didn't care about the grievances between Zhao Minghong and Su Jin, making money is king.

At this time, a maid came with a jade plate, and on the jade plate was a VIP crystal card and came to Su Jin.

Zhao Minghong's face was gloomy: "Deacon Cheng, is it true that the Guige is doing things like this, and outsiders can sell stolen goods?"

"Wait a minute!"

When Deacon Cheng heard this, his eyes suddenly moved, and he immediately waved his hand, and the maid holding the crystal card immediately stepped aside.

(End of this chapter)