"Of course it's the reason. Do you still want to have any great reasons for a little earthworm? That's impossible. Don't think about it. You're just not lustful, and it's impossible that someone is interested in your interests. Hehe." Cheng Chumo thought to himself: 'Little Zamao dares to scold my old man, and he can't play with you. I won't tell you the real reason, and you'll be confused for the rest of your life. Wow?'

"Brother Cheng, I feel very cheerful. There is nothing wrong with it. What can I think of. It's just that the two major groups are excluding them for the sake of interests." Song Bo did not think about it carefully. It was impossible for the two major groups to stop it because he was too small, even if he was the prime minister, he could not make up any reason for the interests of the two major groups to prevent the emperor from seeing him. There is no need for anyone to talk about it. Song Bo took Cheng Chumo's words seriously. From this point of view, you can know how crazy Song Bo is (the author said: stupid and bold).

"Oh, that's good, that's good. Hahahaha." Cheng Chumo was proud of himself, and his life kept smirking: "Here you speak, Brother Song Bo. Is that dragon skin made of nitride or not? If it is not durable, it will be broken in a few days. Don't break things for me." Cheng Chumo was still very concerned about the benefits given by the other party (if anyone is like this, he doesn't think about the benefits, but he still thinks that he can't suffer?). Dragon skin, everyone knows that it is a rare thing, much more difficult than tiger skin. It has a higher defense, and there are bone armors on the outside. It is better than ordinary iron armor. At that time, iron armor was not very strong, and it was good to have a knife. Who would use good steel to make iron armor? That thing is too rare.

"Of course the dragon skin is made of nitr, otherwise how can I use it? Moreover, the hard bones of the dragon's back are all there. I have tried it. Ordinary swords cannot penetrate. Unless it is a magic weapon passed down from my family's ancestors, it is a difficult problem to make items. You can only use a small steel saw to slowly cut this dragon skin. This is a heirloom. Brother Cheng said that you shouldn't say, you will have a great luck." Song Bo said this and took out a bag from his arms, which was very small. If modern people saw it, they would definitely recognize it at a glance. Maybe it was a famous brand (can't advertise). Why maybe it was because there was no brand on it. But this thing is genuine leather. It looks smooth and soft and comfortable to touch.

Song Bo took the wallet to Cheng Chumo. "This is a wallet made of the leather on the belly of the dragon's skin. Touch it and see this real good thing. Generally, I don't put it here if it's not golden leaves." Song Yi looked proud.

Cheng Chumo took such a strange wallet skeptical and kept it in his hand, and it turned out to be smooth and soft. He knew it was a good thing at first glance. If it weren't for being on the street, Cheng Chumo would have been willing to grab it and use it himself. He automatically filtered out Song Bo's words from my ancestral magic weapon, and he didn't think Song Bo would have any good things.

"Good things, really good things, but why is this wallet like this? How many copper plates can be placed like this? You need a small bag to hold more copper plates. However, good things are suitable. It is appropriate to let the money go. But as you said, what it really should be put on is golden leaves. Hehe," Cheng Chumo drooled in his mouth, staring at the wallet with his eyes, and kept muttering that he had no intention of returning the wallet to Song Bo no matter how he looked.

"How about Brother Cheng? Good thing? Do you want a dragon skin wallet that is better than this? I still have more money!" At this moment, Song Bo's Heavenly God possessed him, like a god's help, without being crazy, conspiracy is reasonable, and his very smart eyes are radiating the light of desire. Anyone who is familiar with Song Bo knows that this is the smell of food.

"Oh? How much does this cost? Brother, I'm not bragging, I can still afford to spend a few dozen cents of money." Cheng Chumo only had dozens of coins in a year, and the rest was put away by my mother, saying that it was waiting for him to get married (Is there any children's shoes I have experienced in the same experience?) In addition, Brother Cheng had nothing to do to drink and fight. Where did he get dozens of coins? It's just nonsense, but the other party really had a good wallet. Cheng Chumo could borrow money from his wine and meat friend to buy it. He made this idea. After all, his wine and meat friend was not poor.

"Haha, is it true? If it is true, I would rather not give you a penny of money and give that wallet to my elder brother..." Before Song Bo finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Chumo's anxious voice.

"Really? Haha, okay, it's better not to have money. Haha." Cheng Chumo wrote all his happiness on his face.

"Of course it's true, but..."

"I knew there was something behind, but what? I couldn't do something too difficult. In our minds, we were all about tofu and braised rice. It was not very easy to use. We couldn't deceive me to do something unruly." Cheng Chumo was anxious when he heard that there were still conditions behind him.

"Haha, don't worry, my Brother Cheng, isn't you the kind of person who can do evil things?" Song Bo smiled with golden light in his eyes.

"That's good, I'm relieved. If you have anything to say, haha." Cheng Chumo was happy, but although his eyes, like copper bells, were still staring at Song Bo. His eyes narrowed as big as normal people were open.

"As long as Brother Cheng, just show it in front of your relatives and friends. If you customize the top wallet, you can just say that you can customize it at the Song Family Blacksmith Shop in Dongcheng City. And when you say it, it's better to be more mysterious, just say: Only by relying on your relationship will you know about this place. I will give you 10% of the profit for every guest you attract. How about it? This is not low."

Cheng Chumo touched his chin and said, "How much is the profit of 10%?"

"A wallet is fifty stag, of which thirty stags are skinny money. If you bring in a guest, it will be two stags, which is enough for you to drink a sip of wine. The key is that I am a small capital here, otherwise I will never be so small. How about it? Brother. This is definitely a fair deal. Hehehe."

"No problem, absolutely no problem." Cheng Chumo agreed without thinking. You should know that the two-ton of money is not a small amount of Turkish Tun Ma: 9,400 articles are always one thousand articles. Although Cheng Chumo is a playboy, the two-ton of money is enough for him to spend a while.

"Haha, Brother Cheng is really a cheerful person. I like to do business with cheerful person. We are a fair deal. Wow, don't worry, there are no side effects. I only buy leather bags and irons, never do anything else." Seeing that Cheng Chumo looked at him with a look of something wrong, Song Bo quickly explained that he was not a gap between other countries, but a serious businessman.

"Well, fair trade, fair trade. Wow, kaka. This word is well used. Someone likes it. Haha." Cheng Chumo shouted happily, someone gave you money for nothing. You are not happy. After laughing, Cheng Chumo said, "By the way, Brother Song, I'm taking my wallet. I have to see if the things are okay, right? Haha." It was Cheng Chumo's turn to flash golden light in his eyes.

"Well, this is my carefully designed luxury version of crocodile hard-crust wallet. Ah, no, it is a luxury version of dragon-skin hard-crust wallet. Look, this bag is made of the softest tender skin on the abdomen of the dragon, and the pattern is even and beautiful. The mouth of the bag is easily contracted, while the bottom of the bag is made of the hardest armor of the dragon and cannot even stab it in. It can definitely protect your wallet. The rope for the mouth is made of dragon small legs. If you meet a thief, it will not be stolen at all unless he cuts the pants bag. This wallet is absolutely safe. And you look at the color of the noble red. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Song Bo said that, he reached out to grab it once. However, Song Bo avoided him every time. It seemed as if Song Bo was teasing him. The most annoying thing was that Song Bo held this bag and swayed around for the soldiers to see it. Cheng Chumo's head swayed around with the wallet. This was simply a comedy. When Song Bo finished speaking, Cheng Chumo snatched the wallet. He stuffed it into his arms without looking at it, as if someone was going to snatch it with him. After getting the wallet, Cheng Chumo patted his arms and said, "Don't worry, brother Cheng, please don't worry, this matter is not a problem at all. You see, the court will be separated. It seems that no one has summoned you, right? Go back to the inn and wait for the reward. I have to do my duty." Finally, I said how loyal I am to my duty.

Song Bo was relieved and chatted with Cheng Chumo for a few more words. Then he walked towards his residence. Today he was going to move officially.

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Chapter completed!