"Shopkeeper, don't joke like this. How dare you sell the store for you? We will definitely open the store more and more prosperous."

After being excited, the three managers came back to their senses. How could the old shopkeeper be so stingy? He could have asked them to sell the store and give them a 100,000-strong Xuanling Stone to their deportation fee?

Don't even think about it!

The old shopkeeper is just deliberately humiliating them, and their ability to do things is not good!

"I'm not kidding, you will immediately sell all the stores. This is an order."

The old shopkeeper pretending to be Mu Wushuang said in a deep voice.

Several managers looked at each other and did not dare to violate the orders, but the old shopkeeper just now spoke in a normal tone. What was the deportation fee mentioned before must be fake.

The three managers who were used to being enslaved left immediately. The old shopkeepers all ordered, but they dared not refuse to obey.

After they left, another manager came over with the auction items.

Mu Wushuang calmly put all the unaudited auction items into the storage ring and said to the manager:

"Mainsteward Qian, you have been with me for so many years. Among the few managers, I trust you the most and are the most capable. Have you ever thought about opening an auction house by yourself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Manager Qian knelt on the ground with a plop, and said with a look of fear:

"Old shopkeeper, how could the young man have such an idea? You misunderstood! The young man has a hundred courages and doesn't dare to start a new job by himself!"

These people are really scared.

Mu Wushuang complained in his heart.

She still said calmly:

"You don't dare, but the city lord dares."

This sentence scared Manager Qian and his whole body was shaking like a sieve. The old shopkeeper actually knew that he was the city lord? When did he know?

Oh no, his life is over!

Unexpectedly, the old shopkeeper did not get angry to take his life, but said to him:

"Manager Qian has helped me for so many years, and I have worked hard without any credit. Although your identity has disappointed me, the city lord has not been bad for me over the years. Since the city lord wants my Wenxin Pavilion, I will sell Wenxin Pavilion to the city lord."

Manager Qian widened his eyes. The old shopkeeper was willing to sell Wenxin Pavilion to the city lord?

You should know that Wenxin Pavilion's annual profit is huge. In the past two years, even the city lord has become jealous. Although the old shopkeeper has given the city lord a lot of filial piety every year, compared with the annual profit, it is like a penny.

The city lord did want to ask Xinge, but the old shopkeeper had a wide connection and there were people in Qiankun City, so he never dared to do it directly.

Now the old shopkeeper is willing to sell Wenxin Pavilion to the city lord, that would be great. I believe the city lord will be satisfied!

"You go to the city lord's mansion. I'll pay this price. The city is mainly satisfied. You can come to me directly to get the contract for the store."

The old shopkeeper said with a tired look on his face.

When Mr. Qian saw that the old shopkeeper had a comparison, it was not high, and Wenxin Pavilion could make money in a year. I believe the city lord would be willing to use this money to buy Wenxin Pavilion.

He nodded quickly, got up and went out.

Mu Wushuang looked at his back a few times and slowly withdrew his gaze.

The only son of the city lord died. This is the time of sadness and anger. Even if he wants to ask Xinge, he may not come here in person. The price she gave is very fair. I believe the city lord would not even think too much, so he bought it with the money.

This money is not profitable, because the city lord has long been jealous of Wenxin Pavilion. If she releases the news and wants to sell it, then no one dares to buy it, but if she directly finds the city lord, it will be different.

In the space, the son had already come out of seclusion, and Mu Wushuang opened the space so that everyone could see what was happening outside.

She can't make any mistakes now, otherwise it will be suspicious, so she asked her son to observe and observe for her so that she would not miss anything suspicious.

After Manager Qian left, Long Xuanxi said:

"Mom, it's a mess at the auction."

At the auction, a recipe for fairy pills was just auctioned, but the next auction item turned out to be another first-grade fairy pill, which made the three people who had obtained the fairy pills before extremely dissatisfied, clamoring, and looking like they would never give up.

"Don't worry, the auction house will not make trouble."

Mu Wushuang glanced at him a few times and said disregardlessly.

Wenxin Pavilion is the largest auction house in Shenyuan City, so it will naturally invite many high-level monks to suppress it.

As soon as she finished speaking, there were five or six more pressures at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm at the auction. Those noisy people did not dare to make any sounds again.

Next, more than a dozen first-grade immortal pills were taken up one by one for auction, which led to a sob saying in the entire auction venue. Because not all the immortal pills were brought up together, everyone didn't know how many immortal pills were, so they were worried that each one would be the last one and were raising the price. Although the price was lower the price, the last first-grade immortal pill was sold at the price of 30 million top-grade Xuanling Stone.

Mu Wushuang was very satisfied with successfully selling so many immortal pills. She collected all the Xuanling Stones she earned.

Long Xuanxi suddenly understood that his mother was deliberately destroying the reputation of Wenxin Pavilion, and let the city lord take over Wenxin Pavilion, and there was no source of customers.

My mother is too dark-hearted, but who told the toad of the city lord to dare to make an idea about her mother!

What's more, my mother said that the city lord is not a good thing, so if you don't cheat him, anyone!

So many Xuanling Stones, plus the old shopkeeper's lifelong wealth, are almost piled up into a mountain of Xuanling Stones in the space.

The little nine-headed bird and the little phoenix were so happy that they wandered around in the ocean of Xuanling Stone. So many Xuanling Stones were enough for them to eat for a long time.

Mu Wushuang took out the keys of the warehouse from the old shopkeeper's storage ring and walked towards the warehouse of Wenxin Pavilion.

The old shopkeeper has the keys to the warehouse because he is suspicious and does not trust anyone. Even if he collects the money, he will collect it himself and not let others take care of it.

In the old shopkeeper's memory, there are many good things in the warehouse, all of which have been collected from all over the place in recent months, and are preparing to be auctioned during this period.

After entering the warehouse, Mu Wushuang's face became more and more smiling.

There are seven or eight immortal weapons in the warehouse, as well as many elixirs, rare immortal medicine seeds, and some refining materials.

She just glanced at it and put all the things in the warehouse into the space, asking Xiao Zhu Xiaoque to sort it out.

At this time, no one noticed that under the peach tree, several dragon eggs made a crackling sound.

Only Xiao Rouer, who was learning to bite the Xuanling Stone, had her ears erected, her small head was tilted, and her dark eyes were rolling.

"Yaa!Yaa!"

Xiao Rouer shouted.

"What's wrong with my sister?"

As soon as the girl-loving mad demon heard her sister's voice, she immediately walked over and hugged her cute sister in her arms.
Chapter completed!