"Believe me, sir, if you buy him 10 million Bailey, you will get everything in the first half of the great route. His wisdom and sir's strength, is there anything else that cannot be conquered?"

"What you mean by a wise scholar is, he?" Lister pointed to the alcoholic old man wrapped in a linen coat and begging against the corner.

"That's right!" Rau said loudly without any guilt, "Sir, have you not seen that even though he is so old, he still strives to live hard? So moved, what great wisdom is this! I was so moved that I couldn't help crying!"

He took out the handkerchief from his chest, wiped his tears, walked to the old man and asked, "Westom, tell me, are you a scholar?"

Wisdom poured a mouthful of inferior rum and turned a blind eye to the group.

"Hey, old man, don't forget that you are still a slave to care for the life company." The subordinates who came with Rau kicked and kicked Visdom.

Bang!

When the foot was about to hit the old man, he was caught with one hand.

"Respecting the elderly and loving the young is a virtue."

Liszt pushed it gently, and the black-clothed man couldn't support his body with one foot and sat down on the ground.

"idiot!"

Rau suddenly jumped up and fisted and kicked the subordinate.

"You idiot, how can you attack the elderly? Respect the elderly and love the young, respect the elderly and love the young..."

After a violent beating, Rau didn't wipe his sweat until his subordinate fainted, and said to Liszt: "Sorry, they are rude."

Then, he smiled and went to help the old man, saying, "Westom, my old friend, how can you drink this bad wine here?"

Vistorm shook Rau's hand and said, "Put your hypocritical smile, Rau, didn't you drive me out? No one wants an old waste like him, and he can't even do the work of sweeping the floor. What should I do? A worthless slave should sweep the floor like garbage."

"Is that so? I don't remember this. I have always emphasized to the people in the company that you must take good care of you. Look, I've found a master for you."

Wisdom rubbed rosacea and said, "Young man, don't be fooled by him."

Liszt smiled and asked, "Are you from Xihai?"

Wisdom's hand shaking with the bottle, muttering, "I'm just a dying old man. Where does it come from? Is it important?"

Liszt said: "10,000 Bailey, Rau, I bought it."

Rau jumped up and said excitedly: "What? He conquered with wisdom..."

"20,000 Bailey!"

"His value cannot be measured by Bailey. Sir, we must respect knowledge. Life will wither, and wisdom will not! 9 million Baileys!" Rau said loudly.

"30,000 Bailey!"

"Sir, you are insulting me. 9 million Baileys, 1 Bailey cannot be missed!"

"100,000 Bailey! The last bid. Maybe I can go to another house to ask how many Baileys can Rau sell!" Liszt said.

"I heard that someone in the black market offers a reward of Rau's head, 1.5 million Bailey." Wisdom suddenly said.

Rau suddenly felt like he was being strangled, his face turned red. After a while, he stamped his feet and screamed, "100,000 Bailey, take him away quickly, damn old guy."

"So you are worth 1.5 million Bailey!" Liszt narrowed his eyes.

Rau took two steps back and stuttered, "You, what do you want to do? Don't do it randomly."
Chapter completed!