Ouchi Cat Controlling, starting with the Ten Tiger Forms!

"Dad, dad, dad..."

"Dad, father, daddy..."

There were bursts of noise coming from far away from the stall, which made Li Xuan and others who had just arrived at the West Market feel confused.

"Didn't Xiaocui say that someone wanted to buy calligraphy and painting?" Yu'er asked in confusion.

"Why did it become a large-scale family recognition scene?" Princess Ankang was also puzzled.

Not to mention the two girls, the head monk Li Xuan, who thought he was well-informed, was also confused about the situation.

"Axuan, is the information wrong?" Manager Shang confirmed.

Li Xuan thought about it and felt that it shouldn't be.

Although Xiaocui can't read, she doesn't confuse Qiuzi with Qiuhua.

Just by taking a look, you should be able to figure out what you are looking for here.

But no matter what he was asking for here, Li Xuan was aroused with great curiosity.

"Does Daxing also have a way of spending a lot of money to find a son?"

"And the person sitting in that stall is not a young woman married to a wealthy businessman, but a bearded man from the Western Regions."

"How do you ask for this?"

Although Li Xuan felt a little confused, he felt relieved instantly when he saw the people gathered around the stall, shouting "Dad, Dad" and then asking for reward money.

"Is this the nature of the human race?"

Li Xuan rolled his eyes.

They did not immediately push towards the stall, but instead stood around and watched.

After watching it for a while, they finally understood what was going on.

It turns out that the banner on this stall had the wrong wording. It was not asking for children, but really asking for paintings.

And the figure hanging next to the banner is the instigator.

It's funny to say that this Hu businessman didn't know Daxing's writing and language, so he paid someone to write a banner.

As a result, when the other party saw that he was an illiterate Hu Shang, he wanted to play a trick on him, so he deliberately wrote it wrong.

But although Hu Shang was illiterate, he was very tough.

After being asked several times where his wife was and being called "Dad" several times, Hu Shang immediately figured out what was going on. He immediately hoisted the writer up and spent money to hire another one. People from the Western Regions who were able to get along well in Daxingxi City came to help.

The newly recruited people from the Western Regions can speak Mandarin, but their handwriting is not good either.

Hu Shang simply didn't change it and asked the hired help to explain it in person, which would attract a few more spectators.

No, in one day, the news spread throughout the Western Market that he was spending a lot of money to ask for paintings.

However, many people had been taken advantage of by this Hu businessman before. However, seeing that Hu businessman was tough and no matter what happened to him, they coaxed relatives and friends to come here and shout "Dad" a few times too. Only then did those people come to .

After people figured out what was going on, they couldn't help but curse a few times.

There were also some who wanted Hu Shang to compensate for some mental damages by relying on their physical strength, but without exception, they were dealt with miserably.

Chief Monk Li Xuan glanced at Hu Shang's action from the side, and immediately understood that this was a master who had practiced Qi.

As for which level it is, it is not clear. After all, it is just to deal with the rogues in the West City, and there are no tricks to use.

Chief Monk Li Xuan was able to detect the true energy in the other person's body through the fluctuation of the other person's breath.

"It is not common for Hu merchants to walk alone."

Manager Shang said meaningfully.

Li Xuan also understood what Mr. Shang meant.

There are many Hu merchants coming and going in this Western Market.

But most of them travel together. After all, they are all outsiders here, and many of them are not very good at speaking Mandarin. They are considered a vulnerable group to some extent, and they have a lot of property.

Therefore, teaming up is the safest way.

I heard that it is not easy to come to Daxing from the Western Regions. There are many green forest heroes who want to warmly entertain the passing businessmen along the way.

Anyone who dares to be alone must be a tough guy.

At the stall set up by Hu Shang, apart from those who casually called Dad, there were also serious people who came to offer paintings.

Hu Shang carefully identified each painting, and then gave a price. Judging from everyone's reaction, the price given by this guy was quite generous, and most of the transactions were successfully completed.

As for those who wanted to fish in troubled waters and use some crappy stuff to cheat money, they were all driven back by Hu Shang.

Li Xuan and others watched for a while and found that although Hu Shang could not speak Mandarin and did not recognize Daxing's writing, he had a pair of good eyes. At least he could distinguish good from bad in these paintings.

"Didn't you say that this Hu businessman spent a lot of money to get his lost painting?"

"Why do you think you're here to buy goods?"

Manager Shang joked with a smile.

The three little ones also took it seriously.

Shang Hu sat on the seat behind the stall, looked at one, and then quoted a price. If it was successful, he would be rejected.

Judging from his appearance, it didn't look like he was looking for a specific painting, but rather like a calligraphy and painting dealer opening the door for business.

"Maybe it's just a gimmick to do business."

"It's the person hanging up there, is he okay?"

Princess Ankang looked worriedly at the place where the banner was hanging.

Hanging there was a thin, middle-aged scribe with a moustache and a sinister look on his face.

I don’t know what this guy was thinking, but he got into trouble with someone as tough as Hu Shang.

After listening to Princess Ankang's words, someone on the side said:

"Miss, please don't pity that Kong Mouse. This old boy wrote a banner to defraud people out of ten taels of silver. He also deliberately wrote the wrong words to tease his employer."

"He deserves to be taught a lesson if he is found out. Even if the official comes, there is nothing he can do. This is a matter of mutual agreement between you and me."

Many people in the crowd recognized Princess Ankang.

The eldest lady, who had previously worked for the grandfather and grandson who sold knots, got the money from the Western Market to help the master who cried for his father and mother.

During these days, the Money Gang behaved like grandchildren, and everyone thought it was Princess Ankang's contribution.

Anyone who makes a living in the West Market has more or less respect for Princess Ankang.

Unknowingly, Princess Ankang has gained some prestige in the West Market.

After all, she is using money to help establish her power, and she can also make money help people who are helpless.

"How come this is just what you and I want?"

"No one wants to be hung up like this, right?"

After hearing what people said, Yu'er was the first to not believe it.

In front of Manager Shang, Yu'er didn't seem so restrained.

"You don't know something about this."

"The bearded Hu Shang found out that he was being teased by Kong Mouse, so he immediately caught him and frightened him, giving Kong Mouse two choices."

"One is to beat him up and spit out the money."

"two is……"

The passerby said, pointing to Kong Mouse, which was fluttering in the wind along with the banner.

"This little rat wants money rather than his life. He has to suffer like this just for that little money."

"This commotion even prompted the officials to come and ask. After finding out the reason, they just said don't kill anyone."

"After all, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."

After that, the passers-by laughed and watched the excitement, not taking it too seriously.

After hearing the cause and effect, the three little ones couldn't help but laugh out loud. They didn't expect to see such fun in the West Market today.

At this time, Manager Shang suddenly asked:

"Axuan, do you have any calligraphy or painting?"

"I'll go over and try this big beard."

Li Xuan's heart moved. He knew that the old man, Mr. Shang, was naturally better than the three young ones. He immediately checked his Emperor Hong Bone Ring, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find any calligraphy or painting.

"Huh?"

Li Xuan felt a little strange. He remembered that he had stuffed calligraphy and paintings into the Emperor Hong Bone Ring before.

But he thought about it carefully and immediately remembered it.

Those were the lost goods of Ping An Trading Company. When they were recovered, Li Xuan indeed stuffed them into his Emperor's Bone Ring. However, after returning to the palace, these properties were all returned to the House of Internal Affairs for disposal.

After all, Ping'an Trading Company is most likely the property of Emperor Yongyuan, so it's hard to keep Emperor Yongyuan's property secret.

Seeing that Li Xuan took out the tail for a long time and finally shook his head at himself, Mr. Shang helplessly took out a calligraphy and painting.

Manager Shang seemed to have taken it out of his sleeve, but no one would carry it with him.

“I don’t know what Manager Shang’s space magic weapon looks like?”

Li Xuan thought curiously.

Then, Manager Shang walked to the stall with the three little ones.

There were a lot of people crowded in front of the stall, and after queuing for a while, it was their turn.

The bearded Hu Shang was leaning on the back of his chair, yawning out of boredom.

But when he saw the combination of Mr. Shang and the three little ones, he immediately moved his buttocks, sat up straight, bowed his hands awkwardly, and mumbled something.

The person in charge of translating was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and respectfully said to Manager Shang: "Dear elder, is there anything I can do to help you?"

At this time, Princess Ankang pointed at the translator and said, "Hey, aren't you the boss of that noodle stall?"

"You don't care about your noodle stall, why are you here working as a translator?"

The noodle stall owner Abu also recognized the three little ones, and immediately said hello with a smile:

"It turns out it's you. I remember that you guys, along with Lao Liu Tou and Xiao Cui, visited my noodle shop before."

Abu used his not-so-authentic Mandarin to show his enthusiasm.

When he said he remembered the three little ones, it was not a polite word, but he was really impressed.

After all, this was the first time they ordered a bowl of noodles for a cat alone.

But then Abu frowned when he saw the bearded Hu Shang, and immediately said seriously: "Isn't it more profitable to be a translator? I just came to make some extra money. Working at the noodle stall is quite tiring, so I just have a few days to rest."

Then, Abu coughed dryly and introduced the bearded businessman sitting behind the stall:

"By the way, this is Master Hadir, a big businessman from the Western Regions."

"Also my current employer."

After Abu finished the introduction, he stopped chatting with the three little ones and stood silently aside to continue his duties as a translator.

His small talk just now made Hadir unhappy.

After all, Abu was paid to work, so he had to give his employer some face.

If it weren't for the generous reward given by Hadir, Abu would not have come to be the translator.

"Didn't he say he wanted to collect landscape paintings?"

"I have one here. Let's see if it's the painting he said is worth a thousand taels."

As Manager Shang said, he handed over the calligraphy and painting in his hand.

After taking it, Abu carefully unfolded it on the table in front of Hadir.

If it were anyone else, he would never be treated like this.

But Abu heard Hadir's greeting just now.

When others came, Hadir didn't even bother to raise his eyebrows, he just appraised the painting and then made an offer.

Calling others "respected elders", this is the first time Abu has seen Hadir treat others so politely.

Hadir carefully identified the paintings on the table, much more seriously than before.

Li Xuan and others also observed the bearded Hu Shang at close range.

A foreigner came to Beijing alone and set up a stall in the Western Market to collect paintings with great fanfare, offering a price of one thousand taels of silver. This was indeed a bit abnormal.

It is not that no one in Hu Shangzhong is engaged in antique calligraphy and painting business. On the contrary, this type of business is very profitable, but it requires a certain level of strength to participate.

If you want to buy something valuable and real, go to a store that specializes in selling these items, or go to an auction house.

Daxing has a special auction house for consignment items. In addition, there are similar activities in temples and Taoist temples. If you want to find good calligraphy and paintings, there are many ways.

Hadir's approach seemed somewhat inefficient.

Therefore, Chief Monk Li Xuan could only think that this guy had ulterior motives.

It's just that we can't be sure yet.

After looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the table for a while, Hadir shook his head with regret, and then said something to Abu.

After hearing this, Abu immediately made his own translation.

"Master Hadir regrets to tell you that he cannot accept this calligraphy and painting."

Hearing this, Manager Shang asked in surprise:

"Oh, don't you like it?"

"Still think this calligraphy and painting is fake?"

Abu translated the words of Chief Shang, and Hadir immediately explained. Abu listened and said:

"Says Master Hadir."

"The value of this calligraphy and painting is very high, and he doesn't have enough money to buy it."

"He still has to keep the money to continue looking for his lost calligraphy and paintings."

"I beg your forgiveness, elder."

After listening to Abu's words, Li Xuan and others nodded.

Should I say it or not, this bearded guy looks quite polite to someone with a big and thick face.

Li Xuan realized that this guy might have realized that Mr. Shang's background was not simple.

After all, they had watched for a while before, and Hadir had never been so polite to others.

But this made Li Xuan feel something was wrong.

Ordinary experts are unable to detect the true strength of Manager Shang.

And Hadir's aura was far from enough to detect the strength of Manager Shang.

This made Li Xuan a little confused, how Hadir judged the depth of Manager Shang.

"Is it just the ability to wander around?"

When Manager Shang heard that Hadir had no money to collect his calligraphy and paintings, he didn't pay too much attention.

After receiving the scroll sent back by Abu, Manager Shang asked Hadir:

"Then tell me about the calligraphy and painting you want to find?"

"Perhaps I can find it for you someday."

Hadir blinked, waiting for Abu's reaction. After understanding what Mr. Shang meant, he immediately stood up and bowed, thanking Mr. Shang for his kindness.

"Mr. Hadir said that the calligraphy and painting is actually very ordinary and of ordinary value. It is just passed down by his ancestors and has extraordinary commemorative significance."

"Mr. Hadir last saw it when he was a child. I only remember it as a landscape painting with not much pen and ink, but with a lot of artistic conception."

"Another characteristic is that the painting used a special paper, which is thicker to the touch."

Upon hearing these characteristics, Monk Li Xuan looked at each other calmly, then pretended that nothing happened and left the stall.

After walking a little further, Princess Ankang asked:

"Axuan, how are you?"

"Did you get the answer you wanted?"

It was Li Xuan's idea to see Hu Shang collecting the paintings today, so Princess Ankang asked this question.

Li Xuan didn't respond and secretly wrote on the back of Princess Ankang's hand:

"This is not the place to talk. Let's talk when we get back."