Chapter 697 94. Bargaining
Crimson Princess went out, Annan turned back to face the fat boss: "Please allow me to introduce, I am the Queen Knight, that lady is the Scarlet Lord, member of the Blood Parliament, Crimson Princess, the city lord's Distinguished guest."
"That's great, nothing is more suitable for her than this gem." The fat boss rubbed his fleshy palms.
“I mean, how much are you going to sell to the city lord’s distinguished guest?”
“670 gold coins!”
Annan bargained: "It's too expensive. It can almost buy a magic ring."
"The most important thing about gems is their meaning. This crimson heart is the treasure of the store..."
"How much is the meaning worth?"
The fat boss stopped raising his chest, and at this moment, his narrow eyes suddenly burst into determination: "Priceless in the eyes of the people I love!"
This set of rhetoric deceived young people who couldn't save their face, and deceived lovers who were overwhelmed by love, but it couldn't deceive Annan.
"Then take away the meaning, I only want the gems."
"Uh..."
The Fat Boss almost fell into Annan's logical trap, "The meaning and the gems coexist..."
Annan wanted to leave directly, but as soon as he turned around, he saw the Scarlet Princess lying in front of the car window, looking expectantly into the store.
Annan's attitude became more relaxed: "It's cheaper."
"There's really no way, this is already..."
"You know we are the city lord's distinguished guests, right?" Annan interrupted him, looking at the entire store with a threat, "If I go back and tell the city lord... …”
Because it was late at night, there was only the fat boss in the store, and the jewelry lay quietly on the shelves, as if sleeping.
"Okay, 660 gold coins." The fat boss took a step back.
“The city lord’s face is only worth 10 gold coins?”
"Ten gold coins is enough for a family of three to spend for three years!" the fat boss said in an exaggerated tone.
"But this is what the Crimson Princess wants..."
"How about 670 gold coins?"
"Why did it go back up?"
“I think such a big shot would be laughed at if he buys discounted goods!”
"It's okay, vampires are proud to buy cheap goods... You have to be cheaper, because all the big shots will know that the Crimson Princess is taking you..."
"Sparrow Gem Shop." The fat man reminded.
"...Bringing the gems from your Spyro Gem Shop, this will bring you considerable profits."
"You are right...then you introduced me How about I prepare discounts for all customers? "
Damn short-sighted businessmen, hanging on the street lights sooner or later... Oh, there are no street lights in Huadu.
Annan met his opponent in chess, but the fat boss couldn't get in. He couldn't even threaten the city lord's palace -
"Can I exchange it with something?" Annan gave up.
"As long as the values are the same." The fat boss said with a smile.
Annan took out the handkerchief in his pocket, then took out a blood pearl from the magic ring and dropped it into the handkerchief.
“I think its value is not inferior to your treasure.”
The fat boss quickly approached the blood pearl held up by Annan, danced his fingers, and couldn't help but praise: "Look, what a beautiful baby..."
He carefully picked up the blood pearl and used the tip of his tongue to Licking it, then wiping it with his sleeve, holding it up to observe under the magic lamp.
Annan can't say whether the substance that makes up the blood pearl is dirtier, or whether the fat boss's behavior is dirtier.
But he quickly gave Annan a decision: "Give me ten more, and this crimson heart will be yours!"
"This is impossible, I know its value, Five at most, you will never find such blood pearls again.”
The siren who made the blood pearls has died, and all the blood pearls are in Annan's hands.
"Five...five is five!"
Annan successfully exchanged five blood pearls for this ruby. The jewelry merchant joked that three blood pearls could be exchanged for rubies. Annan joked that he didn't know where the blood pearls came from.
After receiving the crimson heart contained in the precious elf wood, Annan had a slight appreciation for the fat boss.
"What's your name?"
"Perot, Lord Knight."
Annan was rummaging through the magic ring and remembered that he didn't make a "business card".
"I am Annan Reeves, the Lord of Free City in Middle-earth. If you want a brighter future in the future, come to me in Free City."
Although he calls himself Perrault The fat guy doesn't look like an ordinary person.
"I thought you would let people come and destroy my store."
"I'm not stingy to that extent."
Actually, it's almost.
Coming out of the gem shop, Annan handed the elf wooden box to Princess Crimson.
Crimson Princess ignored the wooden box and reached out to pick up the Crimson Heart like a piece of fruit.
This gem shimmered with a dreamy color like red wine under the illumination of the magic lamp. The Crimson Princess whispered softly: "I feel that it belongs to me..."
"It does belong to you now."
< br>Annan wouldn't mind even if the Scarlet Princess ground it up and applied it on her face. What he is thinking now is whether to ask the city lord's mansion for reimbursement.
The price of 650 gold coins is fair game.
……
The carriage carrying Annan and the Scarlet Princess gradually went away. The fat boss in front of the door put away the expression on his face, turned around and hung a wooden sign saying that he was out of business on the door.
No one would be surprised that a store closed at night, or that nearby residents would only wonder why Sparrow's Gem Shop was still open - they always closed in the evening.
Close the door, the fat boss whistled, walked between the sleeping gems on the shelves, and came to the room at the back of the store.
"Woooooooo..."
A silhouette wrapped around the table by invisible ropes struggled.
"Shh... don't wake up the people nearby."
The fat boss raised his fingers with a half-smile. His expression was very uncoordinated, as if he was wearing a mask.
The silhouette on the table stared wide-eyed, watching the scary guy with his face getting closer and closer.
“Hmm!!!”
“What are you going to say?” The fat boss turned his head and listened, then thought of something and pulled the handkerchief from the real fat boss’s mouth.
"Pfft...don't...don't kill me...please..." the fat boss begged for mercy with a dry mouth.
"I'm not going to kill you, I'm just telling you that my work is done."
"Fat Boss" patted his head and said.
The fat boss was ecstatic at first, and then showed a hint of sadness: "If you don't kill me, they will kill me... They will know that it is me and come to trouble me, and I will die..."< br>
"How could it be? You should have heard what the boy said, right?" The outline of the "Fat Boss" gradually dimmed, and his clothes were twisted like melting, "You can go to him."
"He wants to kill me, how dare I go to him!"
"That's your business." The clothes melted into black, and the figure became like a surging shadow, moving towards He walked to the window and said, "There are still 11 hours left for the spell to be lifted. Remember to hold back your urge to urinate."
"You...who are you?!" the fat boss asked tremblingly.
"Since you asked..."
The dark shadow in front of the window slowly turned around, and under the moonlight, a flash of scarlet flashed across the black face.
"Please call me the Bard of Interest."
(End of Chapter)