Returning From The Xianxia World

"Please, come in!"

The head of security who arrived at the scene saw the scene and immediately determined the "original" reason. He looked down on Zhang Qingyun and made a hand gesture.

"It's not what you think, that old man is lying...!" - Zhang Qingyun with a tight smile tried to explain the incident to the incoming security chief.

"Take them away!" - The chief of security wasn't ceremonial.

A group of guards behind him, hearing the order, rushed forward in silence, grabbed Zhang Qingyun and took him away.

"Don't, don't you dare! Listen to me, I am Zhang Qingyun! I am your Supreme President...!"

"They were the ones who beat us, not us! You're wrong!"

"Let us go before we're sorry!"

Zhang Qingyun and the others shouted, but nothing helped.

The screams gradually disappeared in the distance and in the end, the peace in the square reigned again.

"Grandpa, are you all right?" - The chief of security approached the poor old man who was still sitting on the ground.

"It's all right, except for that slap on the poor old face and the never-ending burning pain!" - with eyes full of sadness and pain, the old man spoke.

Xiao Fang and Zhang Feyang, barely holding back their laughter, came towards him, muttering lament and comfort.

Immediately the top management of the gambling club pulled up. They hurried to apologize and smooth the situation:

"Excuse us for our bad control. This is a temporary VIP card for our gambling conference. Hold this card. You can use it to get a 90% discount on any booth. You can use this card as well as stay in our residence for free, one night".

"Okay!" - the old man sighed, even though his face still expressed resentment.

The leaders of the gambling meeting, together with the chief of security, made a consolation apology and retreated.

"Hey!" - after the crowd split up, Zhang Feyang raised his thumb to admire the acting talent of their old friend.

Old sly, looking around and making sure that no one hears them, smiled and said: "This is my trump card! I always use this trick when it comes to profiting from traders and officials who need to do their best to make the crowd appreciate their good deeds. Don't you have the money to drink good wine? Can't afford a five-star hotel? Call the poor old man and he'll give you the best performance of a scene like this!"

"Still, I'm curious, how was your palm print made on your face?" - Zhang Feijian asked with a smile.

"It's very simple! If you've been practicing for a long time, it's not that hard to control blood circulation in your body! What's that palm print on your cheek?! Even if you need a palm print on your whole face, the old man can do it!" - "he squatted down with a smile, and then rubbed his face and slapped it off at the speed of light!"

"Talent!"

"Where, where did you learn that?!"

"But how can you practice it?"

"It's not enough for beginners. Besides, your skills are about to grow, so what are you worried about?"

"What is he worried about?"

.......

The conference went on and Xiao Fang with three companions came to the booth with fewer people.

The booth manager was a skinny tall middle-aged man. He saw the sudden appearance of three people, under the guise of Xiao Fang, stood up and smiled all over his mouth. "Gentlemen, I have the best part of this exhibit! There are also all kinds of stones - which one do you plan to choose?"

Xiao Fang looked up - there were ten or twenty stones of different sizes on the shelf behind this skinny tall man - all of them were cut and the cuts were green. Some stones were of good quality, some were worse.

Half of the exhibits were sold, and the rest of the exhibits participated in a gambling auction.

"Let's pick one at a time?" - Xiao Fang suddenly came in a good mood.

"Okay!" - Zhang Feyang got excited right away.

"Sometimes I think in my past life your old man was the leader of the gambling world, and today I have all the opportunities in front of me again!" - the old man spit in the palm of his hand, rubbing them excitedly.

"Then, please, three bosses to start choosing materials!" - When the shopkeeper saw the deal was coming, he shone with happiness.

Xiao Fang and his companions started picking out the stones.

Among these three, Zhang Feijian was guided by pure intuition. He went to the left stand and he hesitated for a long time before choosing a stone the size of a baseball.

The creative eyes professionally looked at the patterns carved on the stones. Delivering a magnifying glass, the old man spun the stones and looked at them with the expert's sensitivity.

Xiao Fang was the most advanced. He could instantly recognize which stone had no jade, which one had inexpensive jade, and which one had the highest quality! But he just pretended to choose the one he looked at. It was a piece of jade of the best quality, the size of an egg.

They gave the selected stones to the seller:

"How many?" - Xiao Fang asked.

"This piece of thirty-eight, this piece of forty four thousand, this piece of fifty-six thousand, a total of 138,000!"

"Can we pay with the card?"

"Can we!" - answered the owner of the shop.

Xiao Fang looked towards Zhang Feijian. Zhang Feyang was going to take out his bank card to pay for it.

"I can help save money for all of us!" - the old man gave Zhang Feyang a VIP card that he had just obtained by trickery.

"Okay!" - Xiao Fang nodded, if you don't mind.

"Your VIP card gives you a 90% discount. With a discount, that's 6,600! - The skinny salesman smiled. - "Please enter your password!"

The old man entered the password and the salesman returned the card to him and then asked with a smile: "Do you want to cut the stone here?"

"Yes!" - said Xiao Fang, "Will you cut it for us?"

"Of course, no problem!"

The shop owner took the selected stones and opened the stone machine. He started with Zhang Feijian's stone and began grinding it slowly.

When he heard the sound of the stone processing machine and realized that someone had already bought and was cutting the stone, people next to the booth immediately surrounded them, one by one, excitedly pulling their heads out to look inside.