"Wait a minute, you call me insecure," said the old fisherman.

"All right, all right, all right, you call it." Ned, the peddler, played a trick. He didn’t fall into the trap at all.
And this root is not a hundred catties of fish, but more than two hundred catties.
"If you don’t believe in your weighing, weigh it again?" The old fisherman didn’t expect it to be so heavy
"yes! It’s so heavy, I recognize it. "
What the hell is his own scale? Can he not count a and c, that is, how much does it weigh to add a piece of iron to the scale? One Jin or two Jin?
In the face of more than 200 kilograms of fish, what’s the fart about this?
It’s more troublesome to let this fine old man pester you! After all, he is not the only one who collects fish.
The peddler gave the money happily, and the old fisherman sold the snakehead and got a sum of money, so he went home in a good mood.
But after the hawker bought this big snakehead, he hurried to the town inn with snakehead to prepare a monopoly for the big businessman who came to town early this morning to buy snakehead.
By the time the hawker arrived at the inn, there were already many other fishmongers selling snakehead here.
But look at their snakehead, and then look at their own more than 200 kilograms. Even if they are all refined, they suddenly shouted with confidence, "I have a century-old snakehead here. Come and have a look."
"Just blow it, you snakehead. Although it’s bigger, it’s dead, that is, it’s not a hundred years in more than ten years."
"If you go, you’ll know to brag. Don’t delay my business. I’ve been to the sea, but bigger fish have seen this fish. It’s not delicious when it’s big."
……
The peers are enemies, and when the peers come up with their own fish goods, the fishmongers nearby immediately unite and they "professionally" attack this common opponent.
Wood is beautiful in the forest air.
Chapter 312 Ghost quality
However, the fish buyer has his own purpose and specially waited for this fish to come here.
The peddler’s words naturally attracted the attention of the wealthy businessman in the restaurant immediately. A middle-aged man dressed in golden clothes and rich rushed out of the inn with several guards.
This middle-aged man is none other than Master Chu from Guo Beicheng.
Guo Beiyu’s place used to be Lanre Temple, but those greedy monks didn’t do anything to him. It is said that this man has a good friendship with the nether world.
When Lanre Temple collapsed, he also moved out of Guo Beiyu and came to Bianjing, but he was still a figure in Guo Beicheng, but this Bianjing was a shrimp, and he kept looking for ways to integrate into Bianjing society.
And when he knew that there was a dragon seed in this water and it was confiscated by the sky, Rowen was beaten into a fish shape, and his heart became hot, he knocked on the door.
"Buy my fish. My snakehead is fresh. I just called."
"I am a big and fat snakehead. Buy me."
Nearby fishmongers immediately rushed over and tried their best to boast, but without Chu Ren-mei, the goal was already set from the beginning.
Chu Renmei immediately ordered the guards to stop these fishmongers and went straight to the front of the vendor. "How much do you charge for this snakehead?"
"Ten penetration copper less don’t sell a penny …"
The peddler threw a silver ingot before he finished speaking.
Ten dollars to buy Yi Long seeds is too cheap.
"Take this snakehead back and remember that if something goes wrong, the master will never spare you." Chu Renmei commanded that it was very hard for him to get it from the ghost.
Others are different, and their family members are ghosts from serving. It is known to all that the great power of God can be greater. It is said that nature is better than being a god, but the county magistrate is not as good as being in charge now, and the ghost difference is naturally due to the lack of servants, and no one grabs the talents by himself.
As a businessman, it is always a must to learn a lesson.
Just as the present species of dragon is not a strange commodity to live in.
Master Chu carefully looked at the snakehead, and when he saw that there was a scale at the neck of the snakehead that grew upside down, he immediately determined that it was the dragon seed by mistake.
"yes, sir."
Chu home guards should take snakehead and ride straight to the city without any delay or hesitation.
"There is a fishing town near the Wujiang River that will catch a snakehead these days. This snakehead has a lamella on its neck for a hundred years. This snakehead is a dragon species …"
"I’m telling you that this dragon seed is the illegitimate son of the dragon king, which is extremely unpopular with my brother … but I don’t want to harm you with snakehead. This old dragon king can’t send you even if he gets angry … Oh, this man’s fishing is beautiful."
Chu Ren-mei couldn’t help remembering that before dawn, she went to her home to dream and give her words.
After he got the dream, he immediately went to fishing town to buy snakehead at a high price. It’s not a year or two since he was a ghost. This ghost has never lied to himself.
And this kind of dragon is really a rare commodity, and some people in that city are willing to pay a high price.
And this will certainly make his Chu home to a higher level.
Looking at the escort flying horse leaving, Chu Ren’s heart is not beautiful.
While Chu Ren-mei did it according to the ghost who revealed the news, the ghost sent Shen Shi here but it was already a hand in hand.
They, as soon as their clothes are bright, people should be shivering, but it is outrageous that they are wrong and wrong.
Not only did they die a brother on the spot, but even this one seems to die now. The middle-aged ghost couldn’t help but growl, "It’s cruel of Ge to shoot, isn’t it?"
Shen Shi’s eyes were indifferent behind his back. "What’s wrong with daring to provoke me to kill him?"
Ghost difference is made by the wicked, and when they execute it, even the land keeper will not sell their faces.
No! It should be said that they have no face at all.
If it weren’t for hiding evil spirits and giving them a chance to enforce the law, there would be no ghost difference at the root of the world.
When facing Shen Shi’s eyes, I couldn’t help shivering even if the middle-aged ghost had poor knowledge.
That’s when cold eyes look like real monks and see through them at a glance.