Volume 1: Spring in Wulong Town Chapter 19 It’s all about money!
Mr. Ban's long beard was blowing loudly, and the small hammer with three stars on it behind him rose up again.
“Don’t…” Tang Zheng saw that things were not going well and quickly acted like a good boy, “Mr. Ban, Mr. Ban, don’t get angry. If you get sick from anger, no one will be able to take your place…”
"Looking for death!" The old man gathered his star power, climbed out from behind the counter, and kicked Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng narrowed his eyes.
Just as the old man flipped out from behind the counter, he quickly flipped back in. Before the old man turned his head, he kicked a lot of air.
Mr. Ban was obviously surprised for a moment, then he did another somersault and threw himself into the counter.
But the moment he entered the counter, Tang Zheng flipped out again very swiftly.
The two men went back and forth like this for more than ten times, but Mr. Ban didn't kick Tang Zheng once.
Mr. Ban sits in the shop every day, repairing things. He obviously lacks exercise. He is out of breath after turning over a dozen times. "You...if you were my grandson, I would beat you to death."
Tang Zheng was not the kind of person who didn't care. He certainly knew that with the old man's three-star combat power, as long as the star power surged, he could kill him with just one finger.
Mr. Ban was puffing his beard and glaring, but he didn't catch Tang Zheng, but he did look at him again.
Because, at Tang Zheng's age, one of his fate palaces has not been lit up yet, which is a bit late.
However, his footwork and combat reactions were far beyond what his age should have.
The gap between practice and actual combat is so huge that even Mr. Ban couldn't understand what was going on.
An old naughty boy and a little funny guy were both tired of playing and sat down again.
Mr. Ban asked unhappily, "You just said, what big business do you want to find me, Mr. Ban?"
"Hey, isn't that... I don't have an identity badge? My friend introduced me to Jubao Pavilion to solve it."
"You call this a big business? Three golds and fifty silvers!" Mr. Ban snorted and stretched out his hand.
"You really do know how to treat people differently." Tang Zheng could only hand back the pile of Tongbao that he had just received from Mr. Ban into his hands.
Mr. Ban threw the coins behind him without even looking at them. With a clang, they formed a line in the air and fell one by one accurately into a small box behind the counter.
After collecting the money, Mr. Ban took out a paper box from under the counter.
Tang Zheng leaned over to take a look and saw that the paper box was full of various small brands. The big ones were as big as a playing card, and the small ones were only as big as the handle of a can. They were rectangular, square, round, and came in all kinds of colors and shapes.
Tang Zheng was in a trance, as if he saw those people in his previous life who set up a roadside stall to make keys...
"Identity plate ... um, here it is." Mr. Ban's eyes turned serious. He pulled out a metal card that was half the size of a playing card. "Okay, this is it."
He took out more than twenty kinds of pens of different thicknesses. His star power turned, and three stars gradually shone. His right hand was as steady as a rock, and he ground the ink and wrote in one go.
Various patterns were constantly drawn on that blank nameplate.
The original silver background was quickly covered by various colors.
After Mr. Ban finished drawing the background, he looked up and asked Tang Zheng: "Name?"
"Tang Zheng. Tang from Tangjiabao, upright and honest."
"..." Mr. Ban glanced at him and said, "Such a good name is wasted."
“……” Tang Zheng was speechless.
"Gender?" Mr. Ban continued to ask.
"..." Tang Zheng was even more speechless.
Mr. Ban waved his hand and continued to ask, "Which family are you from?"
Tang Zheng shrugged and asked, "Which family is the farthest from Wulong Town?"
"Liuyun Family."
"Then let's go with Liuyun Family."
Mr. Ban didn't ask any more questions: "Birth date."
"I'm twenty-two this year, and my birthday is October 9th. As for the rest... just make it up."
"Mr. Ban buried his head in his brush and drew it once, then covered it with some kind of paper. After a while, the patterns and words on the silver nameplate were all dry."
Mr. Ban took out his own identity badge and put it next to the one he had just made: "This one is real, and this one is fake, take a look."
Mr. Ban’s craftsmanship is really amazing.
Tang Zheng has the eyesight to finish each level of "Spot the Differences" in ten seconds on average. However, even he couldn't find any difference between the real and fake certificates after looking at them over and over again and comparing them several times.
"How is it? Not bad, right?" asked Mr. Ban.
"Yeah, exactly the same..." Tang Zheng rolled his eyes, lowered his head, and smiled more deeply involuntarily, "But, Mr. Ban, I came here because I heard that Jubao Pavilion has a good reputation..."
"The reputation of Jubao Pavilion is backed by the Purple Gold City!" Mr. Ban was very respectful when he mentioned the Purple Gold City, and he was even more proud when he mentioned the reputation of Jubao Pavilion!
"But this one of yours is also fake! Both of them are fake!"
"How is that possible?!" Mr. Ban's beard was all blown up, but he was embarrassed again in an instant, "Damn, I got the wrong one."
When Tang Zheng saw him blowing his beard, he quickly took two steps back.
Mr. Ban looked at him again, took out another ID card, and asked in surprise: "Yes, these two are fake, I took the wrong one. But...how did you tell?"
There is indeed no problem with the reputation of Jubao Pavilion. Reputation is the foundation of Jubao Pavilion and it is something they value more than life.
So, Mr. Ban was very embarrassed. He didn't want Tang Zheng to misunderstand that he was deliberately giving him a fake one for comparison.
But on the other hand, he was also wondering how Tang Zheng could tell that?
It is absolutely impossible to tell the authenticity of the identity plate that came out of Jubao Pavilion with the naked eye!
"Look, here." Tang Zheng pointed at the same pattern on the two fake identity cards, and then pointed at a painting hanging behind Mr. Ban, "Hook pen! There is an identical hook pen at this place between the two patterns and in the lower right corner of the painting behind you. So, I am sure that both of the ones you gave me are fake!"
The way Mr. Ban looked at Tang Zheng really changed at this moment.
It was indeed an accident that he took the wrong nameplate for comparison just now, but if it hadn't been for this accident, how could he have recognized such an extraordinary person?
When Tang Zheng first entered the store, he had a brief argument with him. He just thought that this guy was interesting, but he had met many interesting people in his life.
After Tang Zheng bought Yao Mo, the huge difference between his cultivation and actual combat made him realize that this person might have a secret. However, after living in Wulong Town for so many years, Ban Yilou was not a nosy person. What did other people's secrets have to do with him?
But now...
Mr. Ban couldn't help but be moved!
Tang Zheng could actually see the same stroke habit in three different things!
How shallow should that stroke be?
How thin should that hook be?
What kind of person has such vision?
"What's your real name?" Mr. Ban couldn't help but speak.
This kind of question is actually a taboo in Wulong Town.
Mr. Ban would not ask anyone in Wulong Town.
"My name is Tang Zheng!" Tang Zheng scratched his ear. "Speaking of which, this identity card should be able to be found in Bailianfang, right?"
"What are you thinking about?" Mr. Ban was furious again. "This is a fake nameplate! Fake. Do you know how to write the word 'fake'?"
"So... there is no basis to check?"
"With this identity card, you can go anywhere in Wulong Town. Because the Bailian Workshop in Wulong Town does not have a 'Red Dust Book', they cannot check your background."
Tang Zheng nodded.
In other words, this fake identity badge is enough to deal with Tangjiabao.
But he always felt that it was not enough...
If he wasn't more greedy than others in everything, oh no, if he was more enterprising, he would definitely choose rebirth instead of traveling through time!
"I want something that can be verified." Tang Zheng shook his head and insisted.
"Impossible!" Mr. Ban was also very determined, because that was not a problem that he could solve with his technical skills.
"How much?"
“It’s not about the money!”
An identity tag that can be checked is more than just a tag!
A true identity nameplate must have a base made by a seven-star or higher caster from Bailianfang, and then the formation must be hand-drawn by a five-star or higher formation master. When each true nameplate is inserted into the "Red Dust Book", the life information of the owner of the nameplate can be read through the special formation of the Red Dust Book.
"It's a question of money." Tang Zheng raised a finger. "One hundred taels, pure gold?"
"You kid, are you drunk? With one hundred taels of pure gold, you can buy half of Tangjiabao!" Mr. Ban almost slapped Tang Zheng on the head.
However, to Tang Zheng, one hundred taels of pure gold was just a tiny piece of the mountain of gold bricks.
And the identity badge...
The sooner you get it done, the fewer hidden dangers there will be! As long as you can get it as soon as possible, it's worth it even if you pay a huge price!
"Not enough?" Tang Zheng held up two fingers. "Two hundred taels? Pure gold!"
"You are crazy, absolutely crazy."
"Still not enough? Three hundred taels? Well, I only have pure gold..."
"Only pure..." Mr. Ban looked at Tang Zheng again, "You are so exposed, aren't you afraid that I might have bad intentions? You have to know that this is Wulong Town!"
"But this is Jubao Pavilion!" Tang Zheng touched the pride deep in Mr. Ban's heart with just one glance. However, his next sentence immediately revealed his true colors, "Is this a big deal this time?"
"..." No matter how many reasons there were in heaven and on earth, Mr. Ban couldn't understand why a man who could afford hundreds of taels of pure gold would insist on having an identity card that could be checked?
A new identity badge means abandoning the past and starting over...
"How about five hundred taels..."
"Pure gold! Deal!" Before Tang Zheng could finish, he grabbed the identity badge that could not be verified, "It's a real badge. How long will it take to deliver it?"
"You bastard, I said five hundred taels! Why don't you bargain for it?"
"How long will it take to deliver the goods?" Tang Zheng stubbornly asked his own question first. He was not concerned about the money, but what he cared about most was time!
With the fake identity badge, I should have no problem dealing with Tangjiabao.
But, it is definitely true that the sooner the better.
"At least three months..."
"I'll send you a deposit of one hundred taels in a month."
"You..." Mr. Ban realized that he was not joking, "Do you really want an identity badge that can be checked?"
"Really. We have made this decision happily." Tang Zheng turned around and left without any hesitation.
After he had been gone for a long time, Mr. Ban finally came to his senses: "Fuck! That's not right! I made a deal with him!"
To make a real identity nameplate, several key processes such as the base and engraving array must go through Bailian Workshop, there is absolutely no way to bypass it!
In other words, if Mr. Ban didn't use his connections, he wouldn't be able to handle it on his own!
