Chapter 095 Art Exchange

The fat man and Zhang Ye chatted for a while, and Wang Yue half thought of the business: "To be honest, I think your sign has a high artistic content, and I want to make one for my Emeishan Yue Auction House. I also want Brother Zhang to tell me where to make it." of?"

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, so he wanted to order a signboard? The sign itself is a magic weapon for armor, so this can be considered your own business, right?

"I built it myself." Zhang Ye admitted frankly.

Wang Yueban was shocked: "I said the person who can create this sign must be a real artist. I didn't expect that we are so far away and so close. It's so late to meet!"

"Zhang Jiahui, no, Brother Zhang, I want to build one. The price is not an issue!" Wang Yueban patted her chest, full of pride.

"Wang Lunqiu..." Zhang Ye paused, "Boss Wang, we hit it off immediately, so I'll give you a friendly price. Just bring your own materials, just ten high-grade spiritual stones."

Wang Yueban's smile froze and he said angrily: "Ten high-grade spiritual stones? Are you kidding me!"

Murong Hongzhuang looked at this scene with a smile. Zhang Ye was really greedy. He finally got a deal, but in the end he wanted to rip off the customer. He didn't even look at who Wang Yueban was. He was one of the top businessmen in Tiandao City. Can you kill it?

What Zhang Ye offered was really a friendly price. Ten yuan of high-grade spiritual stones was still at the price level in Lingtai Town. If the fat man thought it was expensive, it would be fine if Zhang Ye didn't do the business. Although he could set his own price now, Zhang Ye felt that he was the forge of the future. How can the God of God lower himself?

Zhang Ye was about to say something too expensive, but Wang Yue said angrily: "Art cannot be measured by value. If this sign is only worth ten high-grade spiritual stones, it is simply insulting it!"

"There are one hundred high-grade spiritual stones in it, please accept it, Boss Zhang!" Wang Yueban handed Zhang Ye a Qiankun bag, as if you are looking down on me if you don't accept it.

Zhang Ye held the Qiankun bag with a horrified look on his face. I dare you to get angry earlier because you thought the charge was too low? Are all the people in Tiandao City so rich?

Zhang Ye couldn't help but look at his sign. The crooked words "Magic Blacksmith Shop" were really art? I really don’t understand the world of rich people.

But thinking about some female monks who have lost all their money for those useless beauty pills, Zhang Ye can understand it.

Murong Hongzhuang was shocked. She was just here to cause trouble. How could she allow Zhang Ye to do business and make so much money? She immediately said to Wang Yueban: "Boss Wang, you were slaughtered by Zhang Ye. With this sign, you go to Tianbing Pavilion." Spending ten middle-grade spiritual stones can create two sets..."

"Shut up!" Wang Yueban scolded, "Do you know what art is? Ugly woman!"

I'm ugly? Murong Hongzhuang was dumbfounded. What kind of aesthetics, she went crazy: "You deserve to be cheated, you fat guy!"

Murong Hongzhuang was angry and left Zhang Ye feeling relieved.

Wang Yue half-patted Zhang Ye on the shoulder: "Brother Zhang, if a woman is disobedient, she must be beaten, not to mention such an ugly woman, I really wronged you!"

Zhang Ye looked dull. It seemed that Wang Yueban really thought Murong Hongzhuang was ugly. Besides her twisted personality, she was as beautiful as a fairy, okay?

As for being misunderstood by Wang Yue that he and Murong Hongzhuang were a couple, Zhang Ye thought that he was not at a disadvantage. There's just one thing that bothers me. With Wang Yueban's aesthetic level, he has taken a liking to his own works. Should he be happy or frustrated?

"Brother Zhang, I'll go back and deliver the materials." Wang Yueban saw a fat female monk passing by the door, her eyes lit up, she made an excuse and rushed out.

At noon, Wang Yueban rushed back with a look of kidney deficiency: "Brother Zhang, I brought the materials, have you seen enough?"

"What's there?" Zhang Ye was idle for a long time and became very energetic.

Wang Yue took out a dozen Qiankun bags in one breath: "According to your requirements, they are all materials suitable for making armor. If they are not enough, I will go back and get them."

Zhang Ye checked it with his spiritual consciousness and held the grass. If this is not enough, then how can it be called enough? Each material weighs tens of thousands of kilograms, and they are all precious materials that can be used to create high-grade magical instruments.

Zhang Ye said: "It won't be that much."

"Why not?" Wang Yueban said, "I want a very large sign. It doesn't matter the grade of the magic weapon. It must be big, so that it matches the artistic atmosphere that I exude."

Zhang Ye was speechless for a while. This was indeed art. He didn't say anything else, just follow the customer's requirements.

Zhang Ye had never made such a large magic weapon before, and it was completed in ten batches. The entire blacksmith shop could not fit in it, and it extended to the backyard. It was such a huge sign.

Wang Yueban stroked the new signboard of Mount Emei, and couldn't help but admire: "What a perfect art!"

Zhang Ye suddenly blushed when he heard this: "Ahem, that's it. Let's go slowly without seeing him off."

Wang Yueban thanked him again and again, and as if he had found a treasure, he put the signboard in his Qiankun bag and left. It seemed that he couldn't wait to replace it with a new signboard.

After opening the shop for a day, he only made one business, Wang Yueban. Zhang Ye was thinking about how to break the deadlock. It seemed that he would still have to add the notice board tomorrow.

Zhang Ye closed the door and lit a fire to cook. He made a lot of money today. After excluding the 80% that was taken away by the system, he still had twenty high-grade spiritual stones left.

Zhang Ye rewarded himself by cooking a table of food. With the formation defense of the blacksmith shop, he didn't have to worry about Murong Hongzhuang coming to eat.

Not long after, smelling the fragrant food, Zhang Ye moved his index finger and was about to feast when there was a knock on the side door: "Zhang Ye, open the door!"

Murong Hongzhuang's voice? Zhang Ye pretended not to be at home and ate secretly.

"Don't hide in there and keep silent, I know you are at home... Gudong..." Murong Hongzhuang swallowed, "I can smell the aroma of the food!"

Zhang Ye was speechless, but still said: "So what if I'm at home?"

"Open the door quickly, I'm starving to death!" Murong Hongzhuang patted the door.

Damn, it’s true that I’m here to eat. Zhang Ye couldn’t even open the door. He ate the food sizzlingly and showed off: “This Tiandao City’s spiritual rice is fragrant, and this spirit beast’s cooked meat is fat but not greasy, so it goes well with rice! "

"Zhang Ye, don't finish eating, open the door quickly!" Murong Hongzhuang spoke with saliva in her voice as she continued to bang on the door.

Zhang Ye took the bowl and came to the side door gloatingly. While eating, he said, "Why should I open the door?"

"I am your beautiful landlady." Murong Hongzhuang said angrily, "Are you willing to give me food?"

"What's the reluctance to do?" Zhang Ye pursed his lips, "If you want to eat, go home and cook. Don't knock on my door."

"Zhang Ye, I can't do it." Murong Hongzhuang said aggrievedly.

"If you don't know how to do it, then how come you haven't starved to death after all these years?" Zhang Yecai didn't believe it, he just wanted to come and eat for free.

"I used to be the elder of Tiandao Palace, so of course I don't have to cook anymore..." Murong Hongzhuang paused, "Before resigning, I stole Tiandao Palace's rations for a year and ate them two days ago."

He held the grass and stole a year's worth of food. It was really impressive. Zhang Ye made up his mind to hide the food in the future and asked casually: "Then why do you want to resign?"

"That's because..." Murong Hongzhuang suddenly stopped, "Can you care?"

"I can't control it, but I have no responsibility to treat you to dinner. I'll go out to eat by myself." Zhang Ye said cheerfully, "Ah, I was so happy that I only had the last bowl of rice left."

"Ah Zhang Ye, you bastard!" Murong Hongzhuang was anxious. After eating Zhang Ye's food, how could she still swallow the food from the stalls outside.

Murong Hongzhuang lost her momentum and said in a pitiful voice, "How about I tell you a dirty joke?"

Zhang Ye's face darkened: "Get out of here and smash it."

"Then I will sing for you?" Murong Hongzhuang tried her best, but Zhang Ye had no sympathy for her at all.

"What on earth do you want, give you money?" Murong Hongzhuang was furious. She was a powerful practitioner of void refining, but she lost her temper.

"How much?" Zhang Ye suddenly asked.

Murong Hongzhuang was speechless for a while: "Okay, from now on I will pay you for your food and a medium-grade spiritual stone every day."

"One middle-grade spiritual stone for each meal." Zhang Ye refused to give in.

"Okay, it's a deal." Murong Hongzhuang thought about it for a while. Fortunately, the rent Zhang Ye paid was enough to pay for food, so she reluctantly agreed.

Zhang Ye opened the door with a creak, and Murong Hongzhuang couldn't wait to run to the dining table. When she saw a table full of leftovers, she burst into tears.

Something is better than nothing. Murong Hongzhuang sighed and prepared to eat, but Zhang Ye picked up the plate and poured it all into the trash can.

Murong Hongzhuang burst into tears: "Zhang Ye, I've already given you money, but you won't let me eat the leftovers?"

"How can you eat leftovers after you've given me money?" Zhang Ye said calmly and started cooking again.

Murong Hongzhuang looked at Zhang Ye's resolute face and was inexplicably moved. But she suddenly came to her senses and wiped away her tears. She was so moved that I paid for it!

Not long after, Zhang Ye cooked two dishes and one soup, and then served Murong Hongzhuang a bowl of fragrant spiritual rice: "Eat it."

There was no need for Zhang Ye to say that Murong Hongzhuang had already started to make waves.

Zhang Ye couldn't help but compare Murong Hongzhuang and Xiao En. Both of them looked like reincarnations of starving ghosts, but Xiao En was cuter than Murong Hongzhuang!

Even if Su Jin only came for dinner once, he could still completely abuse Murong Hongzhuang, okay?

However, this Murong Hongzhuang is also a true-hearted person, which shows that she has no scheming and is much better than those coy and coy women.

"Why are you staring at me?" Murong Hongzhuang was halfway through her meal when she saw Zhang Ye looking at her in a daze and smiled proudly, "Isn't she beautiful?"

Zhang Ye showed a weird smile and stretched out his hand to touch Murong Hongzhuang's face.

Murong Hongzhuang still kept a smile on her face, but there was a hint of murderous intent in her eyes. Good boy, I finally can't hold it in anymore. If you dare to touch me, I'll break your legs!

Zhang Ye stretched out his fingers, picked off a grain of rice on Murong Hongzhuang's face, and smiled: "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

Murong Hongzhuang originally thought that Zhang Ye was going to touch her, but she was suddenly startled when she heard these words. She was used to being carefree and had never paid attention to image issues, but Zhang Ye's gentle gesture made her face feel hot for no reason.

Murong Hongzhuang took small bites of food. She didn't know what was wrong with her, and the atmosphere became awkward.

In order to break the embarrassment, she said: "Zhang Ye, you really tricked Wang Lunqiu during the day. Um, Wang Yue has half a hundred high-grade spiritual stones?"

"Why is this a trap?" Zhang Ye asked angrily.

"It's just a broken sign. Even a magic weapon isn't worth that price." Before Murong Hongzhuang finished speaking, a colorful light burst out from the center of Tiandao City, and the seven characters of Emei Mountain Moon Auction House appeared high in the sky. It attracted the attention of the city and attracted countless people to marvel.