Chapter 397 Wanton Dreaming

The next day, a strip of cloth was hung high on the mast of the Ling family's outer city, and the four distinctive characters glowed with strange brilliance.

Send you sweet dreams!

It is the best calligrapher who integrates the aura of heaven and earth into the characters, and spends countless energy to write good characters. Just these four words are worth a lot, and can be used by ordinary people for a year...

This time, Chu Xiao obviously wanted to play big games. Guan Ping and others were terrified by the expense accounts. Even Uncle Fu dissuaded him no less than ten times...

However, Chu Xiao didn't feel distressed at all.

After all, there is a saying that goes like this: It doesn't hurt to sell your father's land!

And he, Chu Xiao, was not the young master of the Ling family in the first place—judging from the information he found these days, that young master was probably assassinated by the other three families in the Tianqi Mountains. The young master forced himself off the cliff, so he didn't see his dead body with his own eyes!

Therefore, when Chu Xiao returned as the "Master of the Ling Family", everyone thought that he had survived a catastrophe, but no one expected that he was no longer the original master—of course, this was also thanks to Chu Xiao's playing with him for thousands of years. When there are thousands of people, the superb acting skills are practiced!

Therefore, even Uncle Fu has no doubts up to now.

certainly……

These words cannot be said directly, so Chu Xiao said to Fu Bo and others: This time is the best time to prove himself, and this move is also related to the subsequent development. Instead of being afraid, it is better to fight back !

"What's more... I'm 100% sure that I'll blind some people!"

Under the pretense of all the above, Chu Xiao gave instructions monotonously and repeatedly: Propaganda! Give me a desperate publicity!

In this way, under the fuel of many forces, Chu Xiao's "Send Your Sweet Dreams" quickly spread throughout the city, and he received more than 200 orders as soon as the reservation tables were placed!

Each order is at least a thousand Zhongzhou coins. Although the price is ridiculously high, it emphasizes the quality of the dream in various ways—it’s not a good dream, five times the money back!

Gradually, seeing orders piled up, up to one person! Guan Ping, who was in charge of the reception, had no joy on his face. Instead, he wanted to cry without tears, trembling all over...

"Master, master! There are too many! If we continue to order like this, we really can't handle it!"

At a certain moment, Guan Ping finally couldn't take it anymore, pressed down on the order, and yelled out like a ghost crying and wolf howling.

Chu Xiao was sitting on the rocking chair beside the table at this time, basking in the sun with his eyes slightly closed, feeling very uncomfortable, he waved his hands when he heard this, and said in an extremely domineering manner: "Continue to pick up! As many as you come! No one will be rejected. !"

Just kidding, the orders floating over like water are all vain Zhongzhou coins...Let's not talk about the potential purpose of drawing out the first family, just talking about so much money itself, you can't let it go!

As the saying goes, money is not everything, but without money, nothing is impossible... This law is the same in this different world!

"I practice, and I need a lot of money to purchase resources..."

Chu Xiao crossed his legs and thought about it.

Even though he was the young master of the Ling family, and some elders supported him to give money, but the money was stymied by Ling Duan's family, and after the embezzlement, it was less than a thousand Zhongzhou coins that really flowed into Chu Xiao's hands.

For a family like the Ling family, this is simply sending off beggars!

Of course, Chu Xiao never thought about making money in this area, he was going to be self-reliant, and after filling his wallet, he would slowly proceed to the next step...

"This battle is my Ling family's battle to become famous in the wine city! You all pay attention to me, and don't make me cry!"

Chu Xiao thought, turned to the audience, and said loudly.

"Young master...it's really too bad, what can we do next?"

Guan Ping begged again and again, but Chu Xiao would not listen to him, he waved his hand and said: "Take it all, I will swallow it all for the young master! Alright, don't disturb me to sleep..."

Before Guan Ping could speak, he heard a burst of snoring, and suddenly became angry: heartless and heartless! You, you second generation ancestor, have caused me a lot of trouble!

At this time, a clerk rushed to his side, holding a bunch of orders in his hand, and said anxiously: "Steward, suddenly a hundred orders for sweet dreams came outside, should we accept it or not?"

The guy was also terrified on this day: so many orders, the usual three-year volume can't match...

Guan Ping swallowed his saliva hard, looked at Chu Xiao who escaped to sleep and healed his wounds in his sleep, gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, I have taken it all! Don't care, I don't care anymore!"

do my best! Anyway, I have already received so many copies, so what if I receive a few hundred more copies?

There are so many lice, I am not afraid of itching!

"It's a big deal, I'm going to leave on my own, and I've left this management position early, so the debt won't be on my shoulders!"

Guan Ping thought so, and began to lead the crowd, taking orders constantly!

At this moment, Chu Xiao turned over and started dreaming.

It was a very simple dream. In the dreamland, there was an azure blue sea that kept rushing.

On the sea, Chu Xiao walked on the ground like walking on the ground, stroking the corner of the red sandalwood table with one hand, and holding a wolf hair in the other, lightly wrote a stroke on the rice paper according to the white rubbings, his eyes were full of solemnity.

It seems to be practicing calligraphy, but it is actually exercising one's own ability to manipulate dreams.

Because dreams are born from the heart, and Chu Xiao possesses supreme spiritual consciousness, he can more easily outline the blueprint of his dreams than the top dream sender.

In the past, it was just that I hadn't tried this kind of thing, but now...

"This feeling is really good! I can have whatever I want..."

Chu Xiao made another stroke, and sighed deeply in his heart: No wonder everyone said they regretted it and realized it with a beautiful dream. In this dream, I can still maintain a clear consciousness and act recklessly like a creator. This is really wonderful...

Chu Xiao was in a good mood, and continued to write, and every time he concentrated on writing a stroke, the brilliance around him flickered once, and when he finished writing more than ten words, he felt refreshed and satisfied!

“What a treat...”

Chu Xiao smiled leisurely, slowly opened his eyes, and woke up. But at the first glance, it was all the wide-eyed and small-eyed eyes of the surrounding managers...

"What's going on here?"

Chu Xiao raised his eyebrows, a little confused about the situation.

Guan Ping's face was dull, and he walked forward tremblingly: "Young master, young master...you, what do you do, how do you sleep, and your whole body is still shining, so strange?"

"Um?"

It was only then that Chu Xiao realized that his whole body was flashing with dreamy color at this moment, no wonder everyone around him looked stupid!

"How is this going?"

Even if it was Chu Xiao, he couldn't help thinking secretly for a while, but soon he figured it out: yes, I guess it was because I was writing in my dream, concentrating on it, which caused the power of my consciousness to be released, and I became more diligent...

However, these things cannot be said directly in public.

After thinking about it, Chu Xiao coughed: "Why do you care about these things? Tell me, how many orders have you received now?"