Chapter 128 Dao No. Shu Guang
The monk looked at the miscellaneous things on the stall and was heartbroken.
If he had changed his goals at that time, these things would have been his.
The monk was so regretful that his intestines turned blue. At this moment, the girl in black clothes seemed to notice something and raised her eyes. The monk was nervous for a moment, but his expression was not shown. He walked straight to Ning Fusang, occupied a stall, and started Set up a stall.
The monk laid out a piece of cloth with ease, and piled the ore beast elixir, talisman sword, various formation disks, and other messy items together.
In comparison, the things Ning Fusang sells are not complicated.
She looked to the right again. The stall owner was a cold-looking female cultivator in black, and there were strange mechanical creations on the stall.
He should be a weapon refiner.
Ning Fusang thought.
The female nun in black is unsmiling and extremely cold. She rarely opens her mouth to solicit customers, but her business is the best in the whole street.
Ning Fusang hadn't sold anything yet, and there were seven or eight people coming and going in front of the female nun's stall in black.
Soon, a young male cultivator squatted in front of the black-clothed female cultivator's stall, picked up a cold black iron crossbow, and asked: "How is the armor-breaking effect?"
The voice of the female cultivator in black was like a cold spring, and she said concisely and concisely: "It can kill third-level stone and mud beasts."
The young man's eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Seriously?"
Hearing this, the female cultivator frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with the other party's questioning, but for the sake of livelihood, she still had patience and said: "If it is false, the spiritual stone will be returned in double the amount."
Most of the people selling things in Huangyunchengfang Market are casual cultivators. Their whereabouts are unpredictable. They are still setting up stalls in the city today, but they may be somewhere tomorrow. Looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
The young man didn't mind what the female cultivator said, but he didn't mind. As far as he knew, the female cultivator in black had been setting up a stall here for a long time, and no one came to seek trouble for her, which meant that her stuff was really useful.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have inquired about the news and come here.
"Fellow Taoist, don't be surprised. I just heard that this crossbow can break the defense of a third-order stone mud beast. It's so shocking. That's why I asked this question. It's not that I doubt the crossbow of my fellow Taoist."
Any arrogant weapon refiner would not tolerate others questioning his own masterpiece. After the man realized his rudeness, he took the initiative to apologize.
The expression of the female cultivator in black improved slightly. She said "hmm" in a neutral tone and asked again: "How many crossbows do you need?"
The young man counted the numbers: "Seven."
The female cultivator took the remaining six crossbows for him from the storage bag. The deal was concluded. The man glanced at the stall next to him and was attracted by the talismans.
"How do you sell fellow Taoist's spiritual talismans?"
Ning Fusang glanced at the stall: "Which talisman are you asking about?"
The man pointed at the water talisman, the fire talisman, and the sword qi talisman. His target was originally the sword qi talisman, but then he thought about it, the water talisman and the fire talisman also have wonderful uses, so he just stopped by Asked.
Ning Fusang didn't know the price, but she couldn't show it on her face. She calmly asked, "How many spiritual stones are you willing to pay?"
Adding five to ten spiritual stones to the price given by the man should be enough.
The young man bought a crossbow and there were not many spirit stones left. He estimated that he gave a price that he could afford. Ning Fusang bargained with the man for a while, and finally added twenty spirit stones to the original basis, adding three The talisman was sold to him.
The stall owner on the left was dumbfounded. Ning Fusang didn't pay much attention. After a while, the monk couldn't hold back and spoke: "Fellow Taoist, this business is..."
Ning Fusang raised his brows when he heard something in his words: "Do you have any advice?"
Seeing that she seemed to be really ignorant, the monk chuckled and said, "What a loss."
Ning Fusang:?
Forget it, it’s not important.
The monk felt like he was at a loss, so he continued to teach Ning Fusang his experience. He didn't even notice when the female monk in black next to him had closed the stall.
"...This is the way to do business." "By the way, my name is Yu Qiao, I haven't asked for the name of my fellow Taoist yet." After the monk imparted his experience, he bowed his hand and signed up for himself.
"The Dao name is Shu Guang." Ning Fusang said casually.
Yu Qiao was obviously an educated person, and he held his palms and said: "Sadly, the Shuguang of Fusang is about to disappear but the scenery is hidden. Although the mood is sad, it is wonderful to only use the word "Shuguang"!
"Fellow Taoist Shu Guang, we hit it off right away, and I can't bear to see you lose money in business. In this way, if another buyer comes, how about I negotiate the price for you?"
Ning Fusang: "..."
How could so many things be interpreted from just two words she casually uttered?
Moreover, she never hits it off with anyone.
Yu Qiao's suggestion...
Ning Fusang thought about it and realized that it made sense, but she still had an idea to get it right in one step, "What does fellow Taoist Yu Qiao mean, is that while I'm watching here, fellow Taoist help me sell things?"
That's pretty much what he meant, but he needed some dividends. Yu Qiao nodded.
Ning Fusang smiled slowly: "In this case, Taoist friend Yu Qiao, why don't you contribute money to collect all these things? As for how to price and counter-price, it is not Taoist friend who has the final say?"
Yu Qiao reacted for a while, feeling that she was in a good mood, so she directly approached herself as the buyer and sold all the things at once.
Fortunately, he thought that the other party didn't know how to do business, so he specially taught her "business skills". As a result, this plan turned out to be very loud.
Yu Qiao's face was livid and he refused: "Fellow Taoist Shu Guang was joking. I don't have the strength to swallow Taoist Taoist's things in one gulp."
This is of course not true.
As a disciple of the Miao Kong Sect, except for being a little unlucky today and stealing an empty storage bag, Yu Qiao gets rich most of the time.
As for the empty-handed thing, as long as the boat doesn't capsize, it's a profit.
Another reason why Yu Qiao refused was that, in his opinion, these things originally "belonged" to him, so how could he spend the spiritual stones to buy them himself.
He just couldn't bear to see that someone was selling a good elixir talisman at a low price right in front of his eyes.
Ning Fusang didn't mind if they didn't reach an agreement.
The faint smell of blood floated into her nose, and Yu Qiao suddenly said: "Your business is here."
Ning Fusang had a sharp mind and was more wary of Yu Qiao. This person looks careless and careless, but he is actually very clear-sighted and not a brainless person.
He said his business was coming.
She saw that there was a blood coagulation pill in a nearby stall, the only one she had.
While Yu Qiao was chatting with her, he didn't ignore the surrounding situation.
Ning Fusang calmed down and turned the pill bottle. The words "Blood Coagulation Pill" were facing outside.
Yu Qiao gave a thumbs up and praised: "Fellow Taoist Shu Guang is on the road."
He whispered: "I looked around and found that only fellow Taoist Shu Guang, you have blood coagulation pills for sale here. You can give them a huge killing."
Yu Qiao showed a malicious and lewd smile, which showed a slight mismatch with this face. The seriously injured person approached with the smell of blood. Yu Qiao raised his hand to smooth the curve of the corner of his mouth and resumed his serious posture. .
"How much is the price of Fellow Taoist's Blood Coagulation Pill?"
Most of the visitor's face was hidden under the cloak, and a hoarse voice came out.
(End of chapter)