Of course, the teahouse has a limited number of seats, and in order to prevent people from occupying seats for a long time, the teahouse stipulates that each guest can only sit for half an hour.

Jing Qingwo entered the private seat, and out of nowhere he found a big red apple and threw it on the table, so he sprinkled pepper powder into the tea cup, picked it up and took a sip of hot tea.

"Ah, comfortable!" he breathed a sigh of relief, "this is a high-grade gorse, good tea! ”

"That's how you drink good tea there?" Chitose only loves clear tea, and doesn't like to add seven, seven, eight, or eight ingredients to it.

Yan Saburo silently took a sip of tea, his cheeks were fragrant, and it was really good tea: "I wanted to find you after checking in yesterday, but you happened to be busy at that time." ”

When Jing Qing thought about what he had done at that time, he was suddenly embarrassed. He coughed lightly: "Those days on the ship were thrilling, and when you get down, you will ...... Ahem, the two of them laughed. ”

He has escaped the calculating murders and stormy seas of the voyage at sea, and will he not be able to relax and unwind when he comes ashore?

Yan Saburo looked at the red apple on the table: "Set up a stall?"

After being in the same boat for many days, Jing Qing was accustomed to his straightforward way of speaking, and then he smiled: "After all the hard work to come to the Tibetan country, you can't go back empty-handed, right?"

"You've got a lot of good stuff in your hands. "Chitose has always had a fiery eye.

Jing Qing's answer was unusually sincere: "That's natural, I also have treasures here waiting for someone to come to the door." ”

To tell the truth, if he had all the fakes in his hands, he would have been kicked out of the Linlang market in less than half a day. Rong Wei saw him cause disputes again and again, and guessed what was going on.

So he actually sells real and fake in his hands, and he has the eyesight to pick up good things, and he has nothing to say.

In fact, this is also a common routine in the Linlang market.

Chitose smiled and asked, "Haven't you made a lot of money?"

"Not much. Jing Qing sighed, "It's enough for a round-trip cost." ”

Yo, that's a lot. Chitose raised an eyebrow, the so-called "cost of going back and forth" probably refers to the value of a Tibetan country pass. After all, he didn't sell the brand, but came in person, and the money had to be earned back anyway.

Eighty thousand taels is not a small amount.

Yan Saburo leaned forward slightly: "You are very skilled, you can only enter this place once in sixty years." ”

He also saw that Jing Qing was a liar and professional. But no matter how experienced a liar is, it is difficult for him to cheat in territory that he is not familiar with.

Understand the rules before you know how to behave.

Jing Qing shrugged: "Remember, my grandfather came here." ”

"So, this hand is inherited from him?" Chitose praised him softly, "It's in the same vein." ”

Jing Qing was generous: "In this market, there are many people like me. ”

Masked, unidentified, and unverified, this is simply a liar's paradise. The Tibetan Sea Kingdom has been opened more than ten times or eight times, and there are not a few people who know how to speculate and drill camps.

Yan Saburo didn't care about this, and only asked, "What's the matter with the blood fingerprints on the contract?"

Jing Qing stretched out his hand under the table, his ring finger dyed red. But Yan Saburo looked closely, and the blood stains had already coagulated.

Immediately after, Jing Qing peeled off a thin thin film from his fingers, like fish intestines.

But he moved very fast, and as soon as he threw it down, he took it into his arms. "Do you understand?"

"False lines. Although it was just a glimpse, Yan Saburo understood, "No wonder the blood mark doesn't match." ”

This guy's methods are also very high, he actually engraved a fake fingerprint on the film, and when he pressed the fingerprint, he put the film on his finger, and it was not his own fingerprint that was left on the deed paper.

This skill is very high and not easy to do. But Yan Saburo has seen the prosthetic arm made by He Xiaoyuan and knows that there are many capable people in the world. Thinking about the seafarers who haunt the Linlang Market, there will be a thousand strange methods.

Jing Qing also added: "This is not my blood either." ”

"Prepare this kind of thing in advance, you also have a heart. ”

Jing Qing heard this, looked left and right before lowering his voice: "Little Brother Yan has the grace of supporting me, so I will tell you one thing, don't relay it to others." ”

"Hmm. ”

"I still have a few fingerprint covers, I can share one with you. Jing Qing's voice was solemn, "Whether you are trading in the official store or in the Linlang Market, if you sign the deed, don't use your own handprints to draw a pledge!"

"Why?"

Chitose asked this sentence, and someone walked in outside, standing in the courtyard and looking around, and saw the apple on the table at a glance, so Shi Shiran walked here and interrupted Chitose's question.

"Jing?" he asked tentatively.

With this sound, Yan Saburo knew that he was the stall owner who had just sold "Fu Longbo".

"It's me. Jing Qing poured him tea, "Sit." ”

The man sat down, and Jing Qingcai introduced the two parties: "This is Brother Yan, and this is my fellow countryman, surnamed Meng, nicknamed Grasshopper." ”

Jingqing's hometown, Ha Chitose, wanted to ask if his hometown was a den of liars.

But when the words came to his lips, Yan Saburo gently pressed her wrist under the table, so Chitose didn't squeak.

Of course, through the sleeves.

It's weird, how does Xiao San'er know that she has something to say?

This kid is getting better at mind-reading.

Jing Qing turned directly to the grasshopper and said very simply: "Little Brother Yan has saved me several times at sea, otherwise you wouldn't have seen me today." Now he wants to buy "Fronbo". ”

"Buy "Fu Longbo"?" Obviously, Jing Qing wanted to buy the real thing on behalf of these two people, and Grasshopper did not hesitate to say, "For Jing Qing's sake, five spirit coins." ”

"The real thing?" Although he knew the way, Chitose still had to ask more.

"Of course. Grasshopper took out the unsightly book of recipes from his bosom and handed it over, "This is the real thing." ”

It's not quite like the original.

Yan Saburo asked unceremoniously.

"Not the original. Grasshopper coughed lightly, "It's a copy of what I copied, but I can guarantee that there is not a word wrong." ”

Chitose asked him, "What about the original?"

"I received it at the pawnshop and it was redeemed three days later. The grasshopper sighed, "I heard that the house was on fire that day, and more than 100 people were all gone." Perhaps, the original will also be burned?" he pointed to the book in Yan Saburo's hand, "This is the only one." ”

"How do I know it's true?"

The grasshopper immediately swore a poisonous oath to the sky, poisoned to the three generations of children and grandchildren, and then said in a solemn voice: "It's okay to have other things, people are stupid and have a lot of money, but if there is a mistake or omission in the law, it is harmful, and I don't do this kind of immoral thing!"

Jing Qing also said: "He won't deceive people on this kind of thing." Otherwise, when I return to land, I will take you to his house. ”

Yan Saburo and Chitose glanced at each other, and then shook their heads: "No need, I believe you." With that, he took out the five spirit coins and handed them over.

The grasshopper gave him a thumbs up: "Refreshing!"

Continue to ask for a monthly pass

(End of chapter)