Chapter 90: Super talent

Zhao Yiming wandered into Qiongcheng, which was different from Bicheng. The people seem to be more prosperous, and everyone's faces are full of smiles.
There are many small stalls on both sides of the street, and they sell a dazzling array of things. Ever since I found the mysterious seal last time, I especially like visiting these small stalls.
But the things sold here are not of interest to him. Finally, at a small stall, I bought a few grasshoppers, and planned to take them back to make Xia Zi happy.
Zhao Yiming bought a few skewers and was eating while walking. I just heard someone yelling next to him: "This young man, please stay, how about a divination?"
He turned his head and saw a man dressed as a Taoist looking at him with a smile on his face. This humanity is also the bone of the fairy wind, with three long beards under the jaw fluttering in the wind.
Zhao Yiming arched his mouth and said with a hippie smile: "I don't think I have anything to calculate, I'm afraid I will disappoint the Taoist chief."
The Taoist laughed and said, "Meeting is destined, so what's wrong with it?"
Zhao Yiming was also interested, and took a look at the restaurant next to him and said: "Since the Daoist must give some pointers, let's go here!"
The two entered the restaurant one after the other, looking for a clean table. Zhao Yiming said with a chuckle: "Serve some light wines and dishes, don't neglect Dao Chang."
After gathering the food and drink, Zhao Yiming smiled and said, "Where did you come from if you haven't consulted the Taoist name?"
The Taoist lightly stroked his long beard and said: "Poverty Dao Qingfeng Dao Chang is a disciple who sees the clouds. Today, the son of Hua Guang covers the top, and he is really a rich man. However, there is still a trace of bad luck in this bright light. I couldn't help it, so I pretended to stop the son."
When Zhao Yiming heard that he was interested, he smiled and said, "Then ask the Daoist Chief to see for me, is there any way to crack it?"
Dao Qingfeng pretended to say deeply: "If you want to crack it, you need to mobilize the power of the Big Dipper. It can only be done by gathering the power of Sirius, breaking the army and seven kills.
Looking at the world, there are very few who can do all this. If you are poor and talented, you can do your best. But this will hurt my vitality and my foundation. "
Zhao Yiming laughed secretly in his heart, but on the surface he made a look of trepidation and said: "How can it be done? If it damages the Dao Master's foundation, it will make me feel safe. Since it is a hit, so be it!
Thank you, Mr. Tao, for your advice. I have a hundred taels of gold. Quandang this time, he hoped that Dao Chang would laugh. "
Dao Qingfeng saw Zhao Yiming's shot so lavishly, his intestines were regretful. He secretly scolded himself for pretending to be violent. Such a big God of Wealth can't slip away from his hands.
He lightly stroked his long beard and sighed and said, "The son is my destined person, and the poor way is to fight for the damage to the foundation, and also to resolve this crisis for the son.
However, damage to the poor Dao Ji is a small matter, and it is a major matter to resolve the disaster for the son. Pindao came out in a hurry this time, unable to wear all the instruments, and had to buy some more. "
Zhao Yiming made a look of gratitude and said: "I am really grateful to Dao Master. This makes me feel so sorry. I don't know what magic weapon is still missing, Dao Master just tells it, and I will buy it for Dao Master."
Dao Qingfeng quickly said: "There are a lot of things in this magical tool, I am afraid that the son may not buy it according to the intention of the poor. It is better for the poor to buy it yourself!"
Zhao Yiming nodded and said, "Then trouble Dao Chang, I don't know how much money is needed, I will give it to you."
Qingfengdao took a long swallow and spit, and said carefully: "This time the ceremonial ceremonies are relatively large, and the cost may be a little more. No matter how you get ten thousand gold tickets, but I am also for the good of the son."
Zhao Yiming smiled and shook his head. Qing Feng Dao Chief quickly said: "If the son feels too much, then there are some magical artifacts that can be replaced with cheap ones, just five thousand taels of gold."
Zhao Yiming continued to shook his head, Qingfeng Daochang was in a hurry. Anxiously said: "Then I will save a little bit for the son, one thousand and two gold tickets, no less."
Zhao Yiming smiled slightly and said: "It's a pity, you skin bag. It took so much effort to cheat a thousand taels of gold tickets from me. It's too petty, why don't you follow me!
I will find a place for you, as long as you can do well. Don't say it is a thousand taels of gold, even if it is a million taels, it is easy to get. "
Dao Qingfeng's eyes lit up and said, "The son is not lying to me, there is no such good thing in this world."
Zhao Yiming smiled and said: "Do you think one million taels of gold tickets are a lot? With your own resources, if you make good use of them. Not to mention a mere one million taels, even earning a city is easy."
Qingfeng Daochang laughed so that tears came out, and it took a long time to relax and say: "I thought I was enough to deceive people, but I didn't expect the son to be more capable of deceiving. You are all fools that day, and you will fall into the sky. "
Zhao Yiming said with a sneer: "That's because you have little knowledge. What I want you to do is to deceive the people of the world. There will be no pie in the sky, but gold tickets will be lost.
How much money can you make by cheating someone like you. If you follow a good customer, you deceive all the people. Not all the money that day is yours. "
"Young Master Zhao deceived the world with such a good sentence, he really deserves to be an expert who conquered Young Master Seng, he is indeed knowledgeable.
Zhao Yiming looked up and saw a scholar who was about forty years old came to the table. Secretly surprised in his heart, this scholar can come to him quietly and without any interest, and his skills are far above him.
Wei Fu sat at the table very casually and looked at Zhao Yiming and said: "It's really better to see each other than to be famous. Zhao Gongzi is really resourceful. If I expected it, Zhao Gongzi wanted to use this Taoist priest to create a certain situation."
Zhao Yiming's thoughts turned and he smiled and said, "I haven't asked who this gentleman is?"
Wei Fu chuckled and said, "In Wei Fu, I'm just an idle scholar. I heard that Young Master Zhao had come to Qiongcheng, so he came to see him specially."
Zhao Yiming's heart sinks slightly and said, "I don't know what Mr. Wei has in mind?"
Wei Fu smiled slightly and said: "I originally wanted to discuss something with Young Master Zhao, but after listening to what Young Master Zhao said just now, there is no need to discuss it, just come over and see!
After all, there are not many people who can play with the people of the world and applaud. It's so easy to meet one today, so you have to see the previous one, right? "
Zhao Yiming thought, and asked tentatively: "I wonder if your husband is a civil or martial artist?"
Wei Fu smiled casually and said: "I don't know Young Master Zhao, why ask me if I am a civil servant or a martial artist. Isn't it possible that I'm a looser from the Dharma King."
Zhao Yiming murmured in his heart: "As far as you are, the whole thing is the rebirth of Yang Xiao. Except for civil and military envoys, who is worthy of you."
However, his face was calm and calm and said: "The mountain man has his own tricks, so Mr. Wei doesn't have to ask."
A light flashed in Wei Fu's eyes, with a smile on his face, he nodded slowly.