Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being

Before our young master left, we didn't say when he would come back. Maybe he would come back with a stick of incense, or it might take a year or two.Manager He said with a smile: "Although the young master is not there, it does not affect the business of Tong Qishi with us. Before going out, the young master specially told me that if the Tong Qishi came to sell or buy something, he must be treated well. To give the most favorable and fair price, be sure to make Tong Qi Shi satisfied."

Mr. He's remarks were very pleasant to the ears, even if Tong Le was very upset at this time, he couldn't help but calm down a bit.

He really couldn't lose his temper at the face of Mr. He who smiled all the time

Wu De said: "Tong Qishi, Shaodongjia also specially told to take care of you, he must be very concerned about you."

"Yes, the young boss won't come a few times throughout the year. You are in a hurry to spend money, or you can sell it first." Another person who came to him said.

Tong Le glanced at him coldly, with a knife in his eyes, causing the man to shrink his neck.

No money is a situation that most monks will have, but speaking it out still makes Tong Le feel dull, especially when Lin Xuanzhi is still there, it makes Tong Le feel ashamed.

Tong Le said impatiently: "Okay, go to the previous room."

Boss He took Tong Le upstairs.

Lin Xuanzhi heard a monk talk about the Tao

"Senior Brother Tong is really amazing. He should be the only disciple who can go to the fifth floor among our disciples who have entered the Xuantianzong this time?"

"No, I heard that when he came here to sell the equipment, it was personally received by the young master who had never seen the end of the dragon, and that young boss, but no one took care of him."

"Isn't that what Shaodongjia meant to Tong Qishi?"

"Ah? Really? But the young owner has a wealth of wealth, young and handsome, and the child tool master is also quite talented and excellent in character. The two are a match made in heaven."

"Yes, unlike some people, who have been driven out of the sect by Xuan Tianzong, they don't know how to find a place where no one is left, and they have to come here to find a sense of existence, people now..."

Lin Xuanzhi also thought it was a bit funny, he was really a disaster, standing here without saying anything, doing nothing, someone took the initiative to brush up on him.

A young patron who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old came over, looked up at Lin Xuanzhi, and whispered timidly: "This guest, what are you going to buy or do you want to know?"

Lin Xuanzhi had never seen this small running hall in the past, but seeing him with a beautiful appearance, clear eyes, and extremely polite, he seemed like a pure-hearted person.

Lin Xuanzhi asked a few more words: "I haven't seen you before, are you new here?"

Xiao Pao Tang nodded and said with a blushing face: "It's only been three months, and the performance is not very good. You probably haven't seen me, you just call me Xiaolou."

With that said, the small running hall looked at the portrait of the gold medal running hall hanging on the wall, and couldn't help showing an expression of envious yearning. Those gold medal running halls were all ranked in the top ten in terms of performance, and they were capable of tens of thousands of dollars a month. The characters, including Fang Yu, who ran the fastest just now, are the first runners.

However, even if you are envious of going downstairs, you can't be as winking and talkative as Fang Yu, and occasionally when a major customer comes over, these gold medal runners run faster than each, so naturally they won't be able to go upstairs.

And more customers have their own fixed choice of patrons, and Xiaolou's personality is shy and internally show, and he can't speak, so he seldom flatters those customers. Therefore, it is normal for sales to never go up.

Lin Xuanzhi smiled and said, "I have something here that I plan to make, but I need your young boss to look at it."

Xiaolou looked embarrassed and said, "But I can't see our young boss."

Lin Xuanzhi glanced upstairs and said: "You don't have to give it to your young boss directly, you just need to give it to Manager He, and bring my request to it."

Xiaolou hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and nodded, and said, "Okay, I will try."

He has never directly photographed Mr. He, and every time Mr. He sees him, he has a sigh on his face.

Lin Xuanzhi took the refined hip flask out of the storage bag and handed it to Xiaolou.

Because the jug was made purely with both hands, without the aid of any forging pen, its appearance looked unattractive, but compared to most of the artifacts in the shop, it looked dim.

Xiaolou seemed to report this baby, holding the hip flask in his arms cautiously. When he passed by a few gold medal running halls that gathered to watch the excitement, he heard those people laughing at him.

"Xiaolou, you made another waste."

"Why can't I learn how to distinguish treasures? It's also because of your relatives who are in charge of things. Otherwise, your clumsy, clumsy look, you would have been swept out."

Hey, our Tibetan Pavilion is really more and more like a shantang.

Xiaolou's face was white and red, and ran upstairs with his head dull.

Yan Tianhen looked at Lin Xuanzhi and said, "Big Brother, that Young Master, isn't it here?"

Lin Xuanzhi gave Yan Tianhen a calm look, saying: "The young master is there when he wants to be there. When he doesn't want to be there, naturally he is not there."

Yan Tianhen suddenly realized that he nodded and said, "It seems that he doesn't want to see the person who dressed like a peacock just now. Dressed like a peacock?"

Lin Xuanzhi recalled Tong Le's colorful robes, embroidered with many feathers of birds, monsters and beasts, and couldn't help but become happy.

When Yan Tianhen said that, it really looked like a peacock who was always ready to open the screen.

Lin Xuanzhi said, "A Hen might as well see if there is anything you want."

Yan Tianhen looked eagerly at the forging pen that he had seen since the beginning, and said, "Big brother, I want to give you this. When I look at it, I think it matches you well, but when I see it It's very valuable, I probably can't buy it."

Lin Xuanzhi's heart was warm, rubbed Yan Tianhen's head, and said, "It's enough for Ah Hen to have this heart. Since Ah Hen likes it, let's buy it in a while."

"Okay!" Yan Tianhen smiled and nodded harder

Xiaolou held the jug given to him by Lin Xuanzhi, and waited outside the fifth floor manager He's room.

At the door of Director He, there are several Tong Le's attendants and the gold medal sales Fang Yu.

Seeing Xiaolou holding a jug in his arms, Fang Yu snatched the jug over.

"Do you dare to show such a rubbish thing to Director He?" Fang Yu turned the jug over, feeling that it was too ordinary and there was nothing special about it.

Xiaolou blushed, took the hip flask back, held it in his arms and glared at Fang Yu and said, "Don't touch my guest's things."

"Haha, you trash guest." Fang Yu said disdainfully: "Could it be the flask of Lin Xuanzhi?" Xiaolou glared at him and said nothing.

Wu De said: "Is it really? Is it possible that Lin Xuanzhi is already poor enough to rely on reselling this kind of junk goods to survive?

"Lin Xuanzhi, when he came to our storehouse in the past, he looked so proud and arrogant that no one looked down on him. Fengshui took turns. This is not because he is here now, and he is only worthy to make this kind of brain bad. The novice from the ambassador has come to entertain." Fang Yu said, and burst into a proud and contemptuous laugh.

Xiaolou bit his lower lip and his face was full of ugly colors. He didn't want to have any disputes with this kind of people who always hold high and low.Moreover, it is because he has such a little relative relationship with Director He that he has the opportunity to come to the Tibetan Pavilion as a running hall, and he makes more money than ever before. In addition to seeing his mother, he can also save money. A lot of money, he cherishes this job, and doesn't want to make it difficult to be a man because of a dispute with the predecessors in it, so that he will lose this job.

Therefore, despite the cynicism of these ill-intentioned people, Xiaolou remained silent.

After a while, the door opened, and Tong Le and Manager He who had finished the transaction came out of the room together. Judging from Tong Le's expression, Manager He must have given him an absolutely satisfactory price.

"It's really embarrassing that our young boss is not here today." Manager He said apologetically.

"I'm not here this time, I hope he will be there next time." Tong Leman looked at Director He with a deep meaning, and said: "After all, I have always admired the demeanor of the young boss."

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell what Tong Le thinks about the young master of the Tibetan Pavilion, but the attitude of the young master is hard to fathom.

When Mr. He heard this, he had to laugh and say: "This is really an honor for our Tibetan Pavilion."

Tong Le smiled, and just about to go downstairs and leave, he heard Wu De say loudly: "Manager He, why don't you look at this hip flask held by this small running hall, it is the Xuantian Four Swords of our Xuantian Sect. The first, Lin Xuanzhi gave him!"

Fang Yu also answered with a disgusting expression, and said: "I really don't know where he is confident. I dare to let this idiot come to the general manager. I really can't help it."

Manager He glanced at what was in Xiaolou’s arms. He felt that his intuition was not a good thing, so he frowned and said, "Xiaolou, I didn’t say, don’t show me everything, you have to learn. Distinguish good from bad."

"I know." Xiaolou bit his lower lip and walked to Manager He with a blushing face, and said nervously: "Manager He, I can't tell how good this thing is, but I feel like holding it. It is different from other magical artifacts. It must be a good thing. Otherwise, just take a look?"

Manager He frowned. Xiaolou, the child, he knew, was timid and not smart enough. Since he was arranged in the store half a year ago, he has never looked for him with any equipment and has nothing to get. A fixed guest who shot.

Every time Director He saw Xiaolou, he couldn't help shaking his head.

However, in the end he was watching the grown-up child, and Mr. He was somewhat softhearted towards him.

Director He looked at Xiaolou with full of expectation and nodded reluctantly, and said, "Take it over and let me have a look."

Xiaolou's eyes lit up, and he quickly handed the flask to Director He.

Director He was originally just squinting his eyes and looking at the hip flask casually, but when he felt a little bit of anger inside, he stopped playing with the hip flask.

Manager He's expression became serious.

"Well, I'll just say it's rubbish?" Fang Yu glanced at the small building triumphantly, and laughed badly: "This kind of goods, at first glance, can't be a magic weapon casually refined by Tong Qishi. By the same token, if you see someone like Lin Xuanzhi in the future, you can just fight it out."

"You can't die if you stop talking." Manager He suddenly spoke and gave Fang Yu a glance. He didn't care about Fang Yu's surprised and surprised expression and said to Xiaolou: "You go down first and entertain the young man of Lin Xuan. Don't neglect, wait a moment for me."

After speaking, Director He wanted to go up again. Before leaving, he coldly swept Fang Yu and said, "Watch your mouth."

Fang Yu was stunned. Director He had always praised him, but why did his attitude change suddenly?

Could it be... the problem with the dirty flask?