All the people present, except Feng Jin, who could maintain his demeanor, Qi official let Xu Ke be frightened. Xu Ke, who overreacted, was even worse. He almost choked red jujube and tremella soup into his lung tube and coughed painfully over his chest.

"What? Thirty thousand?"

Xu Ke coughed for a while, his voice suddenly increased, and his fingers pointing to the cup trembled.

Loser, loser!

He knows exactly how much his Lord has.

Where did the other party move 30000 Guan and buy such a flashy thing?

As the housekeeper of the whole county, Xu Ke almost fainted with anger, but he forgot that Jiang Pengji didn't have so much money at all.

Don't mention misappropriation. Even if she pays off the debt of the whole Xiangyang County, I'm afraid she can't get so much money.

The so-called 30000 Guan is just what she said to tease the three.

Unexpectedly, they are not funny at all.

Qi guanrang and Feng Jin reacted at the first time and looked at Jiang Pengji with a smile on his face.

"Lord, you're not such a pleasure addict. How can you spend 30000 yuan to buy such a set of things? Don't tease Jin..."

Even though Feng Jin was born in the Feng family, he would not spend 30000 yuan to buy a collection. It's not that he can't afford it, but he is more pragmatic.

"Tut, you three can't stand teasing. Don't expose me when the head of Meng and Luo come later."

With such a playful Lord, the three are also tired.

"These things were fired when the brick kiln burned green bricks last night. The quality is uneven. Those are not excellent glass. I originally wanted to destroy them, but thinking of your hard work on weekdays, I found a set and put it in the government hall." Jiang Pengji smiled and showed her white teeth with a pleased look on her face. "How about it? Do you think it's worth 30000?"

30000?

Why not just grab the money?

Xu Ke looked angry. He thought his Lord was a little steady. He didn't expect it to be so bad.

Feng Jin straightened her mind and carefully looked at the objects in her hand. After considering for a while, he slowly opened his mouth.

"This thing is rare in the world. It can be called a masterpiece of extraordinary workmanship, and its texture is unheard of. If you meet a knowledgeable person, 30000 is naturally worth it... Just... Jin doesn't know how much money, manpower and time it takes to make it..."

Thirty thousand Grand Slams. Rich local tyrants chase after false fame. They will buy it out of their pocket and even rob happily.

But in today's world, who would spend so much money on a set of luxury goods?

Jiang Pengji listened to Feng Jin while drinking red dates and tremella soup. She was more and more confident.

"I said it was made when firing green bricks. How much money, manpower and time do you say it takes to make it?" Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "Huaiyu's vision is absolutely accurate. Anyway, it's not the second young master of the noble family. You say it's worth 30000. I'm completely relieved. If you operate it well, you can be afraid of sales? I'm afraid that the supply is in short supply, and people come to buy it."

Feng Jin was stunned. When they understood Jiang Pengji's statement, they showed a frightened expression.

"Lord, you... You mean... Sell them for 30000 Guan?"

Jiang Pengji said casually, "no, these cups are for you to drink tea. When you drink tea in a pottery bowl, you always feel a smell of mud."

Jiang Pengji now wants to make not only glass products, but also exquisite porcelain.

In fact, porcelain has existed in ancient times, but the quality of fired porcelain is very worrying. The audience in the live broadcasting room think it can be improved, which is also a big income.

Seeing the three counselors' confused expression, Jiang Pengji said shamelessly, "your Lord, I sympathize with my subordinates. How can I treat you badly? Several batches of glass tea sets fired in the brick kiln are sold. Even if your Lord plays with mud, he is different from ordinary people. He can play different tricks... Not 30000 Guan, maybe 3 million Guan, or even more."

She wants to see who else dares to laugh at her. She can only play with mud.

If she doesn't play with the mud, how does the green brick in Xiangyang County come from?

How did the glass in the brick kiln come from?

Although Jiang Pengji did not show a proud expression, her eyebrows rose a little radian than usual.

Feng Jin was so shocked that she didn't find this detail, but the audience in the live studio found it.

[what time is it today]: tut Tut, look, the anchor's tail is proud.

[don't know]: if you don't remind me, I haven't found this detail. Now look, the anchor's tail is not just up in the sky. It's going to take her to the nine clouds, okay!

[maybe it's egg soup]: the anchor's proud little appearance is a little hard to beat, but I think it's cute for Mao.

[don't talk nonsense]: Alas, in that case, I feel sorry in the back row. I'm going to be fooled.

What is silly speed?

People are stupid and have a lot of money. Come quickly.

Jiang Pengji targeted the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang and made it the first stop of kengqian.

Don't look at how powerful Beijiang is all day. It wants to despise Dongqing with its white eyes. Secretly, it highly praises things from the hinterland of the Central Plains, competes to buy them, and even leads to fashion. The typical mouth is very stubborn, but the body is very honest.

Both noble women and noble women in Northern Xinjiang are proud of collecting treasures from the Central Plains. They can only sell one or two things in the Central Plains. When they reach the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang, they can at least double it. If it were not for such profits and steep roads, where would any businessmen be willing to do business in Northern Xinjiang?

The three of Xu Ke were frightened by Jiang Pengji's heroic words and even forgot how to speak.

Feng Jin took the lead in responding and said seriously, "the Lord can protect this manufacturing method closely."

"Don't worry. Before you make enough money, someone will watch over the brick kiln." Liu she reminded her of this matter and Feng Jin mentioned it again. Jiang Pengji didn't pay attention to it. She had already figured out how to deal with it. Things are rare and expensive. After flooding, they are worthless.

Whoever dares to cut off her wealth, she will cut off her descendants!

Xu Ke's expression was dreamy. It took half a ring to find his voice.

"Lord, these things... How much do they cost?"

"It's just a few Wen with the brick burning?" Jiang Pengji is not sure about the tunnel.

The crowd was silent again.

A few Wen's worth of things... Sell 30000 Guan... Won't your conscience hurt?

Xu Ke subconsciously raised his hand and touched his chest.

They make money. Why does his conscience hurt?

Not only does it not hurt, it's still alive.

The three shouted in unison, "great goodness!"

[anchor v]: when this batch of glass is sold, Xiangyang County Government will have money to pay.

Jiang Pengji's words were like a fake bomb explosion, which shocked the audience in the live broadcast room.

Wait -- what did the anchor say?

Salary?

The audience in the live studio were still immersed in Jiang Pengji's shamelessness, but they didn't want her to be so shameless.

[Hawthorn bar]: No, you squeeze them to work crazy and haven't been paid from beginning to end?