I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 88: “Guide to Manufacturing Immortal Qin Pottery Figurines”


   Ling walked safely between the bookshelves.

  His gaze hovered between large books.

   He thought for a long time, and finally made a decision.

   He pulled out a book from the shelf.

  "Qin and Han Dynasties", published by the Federal Empire Press in 2780 of the Republican Era, almost sixty years ago.

   This is one of the few books in the Ling'an store that still uses the old-style vertical traditional layout.

   Although it is an ancient book, it has high practical value.

  Lingping has written history for a while, so I used it as a reference.

   There are many studies and introductions of Qin and Han Dynasty costumes, artifacts, weapons and tools by the Federal Empire.

  The key is to have both pictures and texts.

   "That guest, I should like this book!" Lingping thought.

  Why do you study the party? I always love these dry books.

   In addition, the vertical traditional layout of this book should also be able to meet the psychological needs of this guest-now, although it has reached the 1940s of the 28th century of the Republican Era.

   Qin Lu also yelled over there, saying that the new century is about to come.

   However, the nostalgic and conservative people are still like crucian carp crossing the river.

   Among these people, some of them like to be unconventional. They don’t look at the traditional Chinese characters if they are not in the vertical format. They always feel that the simplified and horizontal format is an insult to him.

   Actually, they are trying to pretend.

   Therefore, it is easy to pay IQ tax and be cut with leeks.

   This is not...

   Ling Ping'an looked back at the young man who was wearing Han clothes, and even the sitting posture was very similar to that of the Han Dynasty.

  He smiled: "Little brother, anyway, your leeks are cut for nothing. I can at least sell you genuine spiritual food!"

   So he took the book and walked back.

  ……………………………………

   Liu Yu sat on this bench that seemed to be some kind of leather.

   He is a little uncomfortable.

   However, the identity of the Prince Xinghan made him adapt and must maintain a perfect sitting posture.

   The gentleman dies and is inevitable!

   Even in the lair of Cthulhu, he is determined not to lose his manner without manners.

   da da da...

  The sound of footsteps appeared in my ears.

  Meow!

   The kitten, which had been lying in the corner of the counter, jumped to the ground. It screamed affectionately, and then was picked up by the owner of the bookstore.

   Then, Liu Yu saw that the owner of this bookstore, holding a book full of strong Long Wei, walked in front of him.

   "Guest, look at..." He said: "This is a book that records many ancient secrets and studies!"

   Liu Yu took the book from the other party.

   When his hand touched the page of the book, the blood of the black dragon in his body began to boil.

   This made his body temperature start to rise and his pupils were congested.

   He lowered his head and looked at the cover of the book.

   "Guide to Manufacturing Immortal Qin Pottery Figurines".

  This is the name of the book.

   Liu Yu swallowed sharply.

  Look at the symbol in the lower left corner again, and the golden dragon shadow is sealed on it.

   That is the personal seal of the missing Zulong.

   So... is this Zu Long's handwritten notes?

   As the crown prince who grew up in Zulong’s stories and legends, Liu Yu told the man two hundred years ago who suppressed the world, punched evildoers, kicked wicked strangers, and even claimed to be a benevolent father Great existence, immense worship.

   So, just seeing the title and style, his hand gripped the book tightly.

   but......

   He soon realized that he would have to pay a price if he wanted to get it.

   "Your Excellency!" As the prince of Xinghan, Liu Yu has been educated very well since he was a child. Moreover, because he witnessed his elder brother's death after being abolished, Liu Yu has learned to hide his emotions. Try to make your emotions calm, and then raise your head to look at the monster, the owner of this bookstore, the terrifying evil **** ruler: "I don’t know, what price you need me to pay to sell this book to me ?"

   The other party laughed.

   The laughter came out from the fog surrounding the head, and it seemed to be three points proud and three points proud.

   The flames in the eye sockets rose even more with laughter.

   "Chenghui!" He said: "Two hundred and eighteen yuan!"

   He walked to the wooden counter, took out two signs from what seemed to be a drawer, and said to Liu Yu: "Of course, you can also choose to scan the QR code to pay!"

   Liu Yu looked over and saw only two terrifying and evil things in his eyes.

   one piece, covered with blood and tears, seems to have countless souls wailing in it.

   On a piece of surface, an eternally rotating vortex slowly swirled.

   "So..." Liu Yu thought: "He needs soul or blood to pay the bill?"

   This is an evil god!

   but......

  "Two hundred and eighteen yuan?"

  "He still accepts some currency?!"

   Thinking of this, Liu Yu stretched out his hand and touched the ribbon around his waist, and then took out a kit from the ribbon.

   Open the kit, which is full of coins with all kinds of luster.

   They are the most important strategic materials of the Xinghan Dynasty-Xianqin and half two dollars!

  A sacred coin that can only be minted in the Zulong era!

   is the most important material for the Great Wall fortress built by Zulong!

   Today, the entire Xinghan Dynasty can cast thousands of pieces a year with the power of the whole nation.

   is only enough to maintain the daily operation of the Great Wall Fortress.

  Because the casting is too difficult, the Xinghan Dynasty has had to retreat to the second place, casting those eight baht and three baht coins that are of lower quality but can be cast in large quantities.

   But the price is that once these inferior coins are used, the operation of the Great Wall Fortress will gradually slow down, and may even collapse.

   Now, for the book written by Zulong in his hand, Liu Yu also has to pay for it.

   Liu Yu took the bag of coins, looked at the monster, the owner of the bookstore, and asked, "I don’t know, do you accept me to pay the bill with half and two dollars?"

  ………………………………

  Ling looked at the young customer peacefully, took out a vintage money bag made of silk, and poured out a new looking old coin in front of him.

   "I don't know, do you accept me to pay the bill with half and two dollars?"

   Lingping listened to the other party's words and frowned slightly.

  Half and two dollars?

  Half and two dollars in the Qin Dynasty? !

   Isn’t that a cultural relic? !

   should be handed over to the country!

  He stepped forward~IndoMTL.com~ took a look, then smiled and shook his head: "Guest, your craftsmanship is not enough!"

   Although he doesn't understand antiques.

   But the Qin Dynasty half and two coins were cast in bronze, he still knew.

   And these ancient coins in my hand are just like images.

  Look at the color and the surface of the coin, it's so new!

   It seems that the casting time is less than a month!

  So...

  I'm afraid this stupid boy has been cut a stubble of leeks? !

   was about to talk, and Lingping saw that the young customer lowered his head, his face flushed, and he seemed very ashamed.

   What he was about to say suddenly choked in his mouth.

   After all...

   A person who has paid the IQ tax and then wakes up, can he not be angry if you talk about it again?

  So...

  Where was this customer just now and was fooled by some unscrupulous black-hearted dealer?

  I am afraid that even the underwear was almost fooled away?

   Thinking of this, Lingping couldn't help but sympathize.

   Of course, more importantly—he thought about the future.

   You think, such a high-quality guest (leeks) people (vegetables), can't they be protected?

   So, he smiled and picked out twenty or thirty so-called half-and-two dollars from the young man’s purse. After guessing that he would not suffer a loss, he sent the bag of money back: "Well, I'll suffer a bit and I will sell you this book!"

   Anyway, if I stay in the bookstore, I might not sell it.

   It's better to invest, maybe there will be surprises in the future!

  


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