Chapter 289 Pulling the Tiger Skin

How much is a pair? Feng Jun glanced at the document indifferently and said, "There is no point in talking about money."

"Do you think this thing can be bought with money? I gave the county governor a pair because I admire him for his outstanding military exploits, his ability to serve the Heavenly Family, and his ability to protect the people... Such a person deserves this job Gift."

He was praising the county magistrate, but the clerk wanted to scold his mother: Who asked you to give it as a gift? Is it true that the magistrate can't afford it?

But he couldn't scold him. Regardless of the other party's status as an immortal, he took out a pair of walkie-talkies as a gift.

This attitude is very clear. This thing is not for sale. I will give you a pair. It is to give the county magistrate face. As for buying it?

Haha...you are thinking too much.

Pay attention to what people do, and usually they will not cause too much criticism from others.

The clerk also felt a little powerless, thinking that he would just give up, but he was unwilling to do so.

He narrowed his eyes and asked slightly threateningly, "Where does the miracle doctor plan to sell such a valuable military weapon?"

Feng Jun frowned and asked displeasedly, "Are you questioning me?"

At this moment, he was really lucky that he didn't sell this thing.

He didn't sell it, and the other party already had this attitude. Once he sold it, what would happen?

But when he asked so sullenly, the clerk was frightened and broke into a cold sweat. He was an immortal. What happened to me?

He composed himself and then laughed, "How dare I question the miracle doctor? I'm just a little curious. If such a magical thing cannot be used rationally, wouldn't it be a waste of natural resources?"

Feng Jun was so angry at these words that he wanted to laugh. This is what I brought to this plane. Whether it is a waste of natural resources or not, what does it have to do with you? If you don't like them, just make a pair yourself. I'm not stopping you.

What bothers him the most is this kind of righteous emperor who takes other people's things and doesn't take them seriously, as if not operating according to his ideas is a disservice to mankind and the law of heaven.

You don't even think about it. If I do it according to your method, if nothing else, my own life will be in danger. If you can't stand and talk without pain, you have to consider the situation of others, right?

Anyway, Mr. Feng was also very good at talking. He smiled casually and said, "In your eyes, it may be magical, but to me, it is just a small tool."

Will you die if you don't brag? The clerk was also annoyed when he heard this, "So, what is the larger tool that Mr. Feng mentioned?"

"The older one?" Feng Jun laughed, his white teeth shining brightly, "Haha, for example... Thousand-mile Sound Transmission?"

"Qianli...sound transmission?" When the clerk heard this, he suddenly took a breath of cold air. Is this something only the Golden Pill Immortal can do?

But these words reminded him that the other party... was from an immortal!

Although the walkie-talkie is good, it is not irreplaceable. The voice transmission between two golden elixir cultivators does not know whether it can reach thousands of miles, but there is no doubt that it must be more than a mere ten miles, or even more than dozens of miles.

Therefore, the county governor thinks the walkie-talkie is good, but he only takes a fancy to its relatively cheap cost - although the document cannot determine how much the walkie-talkie is worth, there is no doubt that it is much cheaper than hiring two golden elixir cultivators... very many.

But why didn't the county governor think of stalking the Golden Elixir Immortals and asking them to serve in the army?

The cost is too high, whether it is the cost of hiring or the cost of forced recruitment, it is too high for the county governor to bear.

So, why did he think that forcing him to buy a walkie-talkie from a miracle doctor would definitely work?

At this moment, the disguised man from the Yu family spoke up. He seemed to suspect that the clerk could not understand the meaning of the miracle doctor very well. "Of course walkie-talkies can be sold, but what the miracle doctor wants is the spiritual stone."

The clerk's brows suddenly wrinkled, "Lingshi... what is that?"

"It's the Immortal Crystal," Yu Changqing replied casually, "Those friends who can't transmit sounds from thousands of miles will occasionally need these things when they go out to practice."

There are many things she avoids in her words, but anyone with a passing IQ can understand her.

The Sheriff's clerk relies on his IQ, so he can naturally understand it.

People say that the Golden Elixir Immortal does not need this walkie-talkie, but the Immortal under the Golden Elixir cultivation level can still use it, especially those low-level Immortal disciples who often form a team to go out to farm spiritual beasts and so on. At this time, the Walkie-Talkie It comes in handy.

When those immortals buy things, they naturally use immortal crystals.

Feng Jun turned his head and glanced at Yu Changqing: This assist is really good.

It's not that the walkie-talkie cannot be sold, but if it can only be sold to immortals, no matter how powerful it is for the military and the country, the court officials can only look at it helplessly and cannot have the idea of ​​taking it as their own.

A detached being like an immortal possesses many good things, including many that can be regarded as important military weapons. But does the imperial court dare to have such ideas?

After all, no matter how important something is, as long as it is limited to the level of immortals and does not intervene in secular battles, the court will have no choice but to watch.

Of course, some of these good things may be scattered among the common people, but as long as they don't play a role in turning things around, it doesn't matter.

For example, the Golden Armor Talisman, the Immortal Formation, and for example... Feng Jun gave the county guard a pair of walkie-talkies.

After trying to understand this truth, the clerk finally lost his interest in making plans and could only sigh, "In this case, it is really disturbing the miracle doctor... May I ask the miracle doctor, can you have an invitation from the prefect for your innate celebration?"

For a feudal official like a county governor, an innate master... is certainly worthy of attention, but that's all.

When the county governor participates in a similar innate celebration, it is regarded as giving face to each other. It is normal for the innate master not to send invitations to the county governor, or for the county governor not to come in person after receiving the invitation.

When the clerk asked this, of course he was not just asking for an invitation to the celebration for the county magistrate.

He didn't know why this guy who looked like an immortal would play with the realm-breaking innateness. But immortals cannot be treated with common sense. The nine sons of a dragon are still different. Who doesn't have a brain twitch?

Anyway, for him, testing the other party's attitude towards the county governor was the key.

Feng Jun smiled disapprovingly, "It's just a matter of innate talent. Just find a few friends to have a drink. It's really shameful to hold such a thing with great fanfare."

The clerk was suddenly speechless... Will you die if you don't do it?

But he must admit that the other party is indeed qualified to speak like this.

At this moment, Lang Zhen walked in with two walkie-talkies. The original packaging of the machines had been left on earth by Feng Jun a long time ago. The walkie-talkies, which were said to be sold only to immortals, were brought in so naked, which was a bit annoying.

Feng Jun secretly decided in his heart that he must make some exquisite packaging for them later.

Lang Zhen didn't care about the packaging. He put the walkie-talkie on the table and said, "Turn it off when not in use. The battery is low and needs to be recharged."

The clerk opened his mouth slightly and asked in shock, "Does that mean... we have to buy a generator?"

Lang Zhen curled his lips and said, "Currently we don't have equipment that uses spirit stones to charge."

The clerk's mouth twitched, "Spiritual stone...that means you have to buy diesel regularly?"

Lang Zhen didn't say anything, just looked at him, the meaning in his eyes was very clear - does this need to be said?

The clerk stood up and raised his hand to Feng Jun, "Thank you Mr. Feng for the generous gift. I have to report this matter to the prefect before I can make a decision."

He can keep the walkie-talkie, but after the power is used up, he has to find a way to recharge it. So this kind of gift cannot be brought to the prefect casually. Otherwise, is this considered to be eye drops for the prefect?

So he wanted to tell the prefect first that the walkie-talkie was really so magical, and if he wanted to get the walkie-talkie presented by Feng Jun, he had to buy a generator and lighting system. This idea also came to the prefect to get it.

By the way, he still has to make it clear that Mr. Feng’s request is to pay first and then goods...

He left in a hurry. Feng Jun signaled Lang Zhen to go out, then looked at Yu Changqing and said with a smile, "Thank you for speaking up."

Yu Changqing spread his hands coolly, "Actually... I'm telling the truth."

This is what Feng Jun wants to hear. He has always been a little troubled. Even if he comes into contact with immortal cultivators, he will probably have to go through a lot of troubles if he wants to obtain the immortal cultivation techniques.

After discovering the military use of walkie-talkies in the county magistrate's mansion, he was a little confused at first, and then realized that this thing might help him knock on the door of cultivating immortals - anyway, he used this as an excuse to block the communication from the magistrate. coveted.

As for whether this thing could win the favor of immortal cultivators, he needed a definite answer from Yu Changqing.

Now that she answered directly, Feng Jun would of course be very happy, so he smiled and said, "Actually, I was thinking of selling the tricycle for spiritual stones, but considering the storage bag, I don't think it makes much sense."

The two main functions of agricultural vehicles are to pull goods and to drive. If you are on the road, there are horses in this plane, and the cultivators have storage bags. This thing is more convenient to use than agricultural vehicles, and low key.

Yu Changqing has some different views, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net "This... tricycle is quite practical for cultivators who are below the dust stage. The storage bag cannot hold a living person. The problem is that it wastes too much diesel." ”

In her opinion, it is normal for tricycles not to be sold to ordinary people. Immortal cultivators can actually use them. However, it is too troublesome to replenish the diesel. It would be great if spiritual stones can be used as power.

When Feng Jun heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he sighed heavily, "Tsk, it seems that I have to think of some workarounds."

The items he brought to this plane have attracted more and more people's attention, and these modern items are often inseparable from electricity. It is conceivable that with the popularity of generators, diesel supply has indeed become a bottleneck.

More importantly, the fossil energy in the earth world is also decreasing rapidly, and he does not want to plunder his home plane.

Then, it's time to prepare well for returning to Earth.

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