Yuanlai Weapon Refining Shop, in the reception room.
The cold-faced old Taoist Cheng Buzheng heard this.
When his heart moved, he seemed to have thought of something?
No wonder, several businesses with the largest market share on Xiuling Street came together.
It turns out he is jealous!
Although Yuanlai Artifact Refining Shop receives very few orders every year, these orders are of the highest quality.
Each treasure refining order is selected by Cheng Buzheng from many orders.
This also means that the most delicious and rich cake was eaten by him!
The benefits here are huge.
It can be said that the reward for one of his treasure refining orders is several times that of other treasure refining orders.
In addition, some spiritual materials are extremely rare treasures and cannot be measured by value at all.
At this moment, the cold-faced old man probably understood what was going on?
But he still pretended not to know.
Cheng Bu Zheng frowned, glanced at the three of them and said:
"Fellow Taoists, where do you start with this statement?"
See this.
Song Bao also knew the deep meaning of the other party's pretending to be deaf, and then he went straight to the point:
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, you must have made a lot of money over the years!"
After hearing this, the cold-faced old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Bao coldly.
Song Bao, who noticed this detail, quickly explained;
"Of course, we don't want to know about fellow Taoist's income!"
"What does that mean, fellow Taoist?"
Cheng Bu Zheng said indifferently.
Hear the words.
Song Bao quickly said:
"Fellow Taoist, you have misunderstood. I hope you can change the rules for refining treasures!"
Having said this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then said:
"To be honest with you, fellow Taoist, my Yiyuan Pavilion's income has been declining over the years under the pressure of fellow Taoist's rules. Now its income is only three-tenths of what it was before!"
"So, I sincerely ask fellow Taoists to show your respect."
At this time.
Madam Ma, who had an extremely charming face, also said pitifully:
"Brother Jiang, I have made a lot of money from Tianfanglou over the years, not to mention maintaining my cultivation. Now I can't even afford a nice dress!"
"I am here, and I hope fellow Taoists can take pity on me."
Immediately afterwards, Su Ruxiu, the owner of Yuanbao Tower, said with confidence:
"If fellow Taoists can change the rules for collecting rewards for refining treasures, several of our shops can join together."
"By then, we will definitely be able to occupy the majority of the treasure refining market share on Xiuling Street."
"As long as fellow Taoist accepts a few more treasure refining tasks, then your income, fellow Taoist, will definitely double!"
Cheng Buzheng listened to the accounts of several people and couldn't help but secretly sighed that the other party was well prepared.
Some talk to him about feelings, some talk about pity for him, and some talk about interests...
It seems that he can't find any reason to object.
But in fact, it is nothing but bullshit!
Talking about feelings and showing pity to strangers has no effect at all.
What's more, the immortal cultivators themselves have extremely weak emotions.
Moreover, Cheng Buzheng has nothing to do with the three of them, so there is no need to talk about this.
As for doubling the benefits, that is even more ridiculous.
If it weren't for the fact that he had enough time to practice, he would have already taken orders for refining treasures. Even if the profits doubled, it wouldn't be a big problem.
Therefore, there is no need to form an alliance with these three people.
The alliance is good for them, but not good for itself.
Well, a little bit.
Once he agrees, he will be able to settle down in the future without having to worry about anyone paying attention to him.
Overall, it was not very helpful to Cheng Buzheng.
certainly!
If it was just like this, there would be no problem if Cheng Buzheng agreed.
After all, he had prepared to retreat bravely before, and he didn't want to be stared at.
If we form an alliance, these troubles will disappear.
At least when it comes to ordinary people with good intentions, this alliance is enough to keep them away.
Unfortunately, one of these three people is his biggest enemy, so it is doomed that the alliance cannot be established.
good.
When Cheng Bu Zheng saw these three people coming to his shop, his murderous intention emerged in his heart.
That big enemy is none other than Song Bao, the boss of Yiyuan Pavilion.
It was this late-stage Golden Elixir monk who once hunted him down for the elixir recipe.
Cheng Buzheng didn't expect that before he even came to his door, his big enemy would come to his door on his own initiative.
This was something he never expected.
However, what made him a little confused was that this person did not do it in the sea outside the Immortal League City many years ago, but in the sea outside a large Immortal City.
Originally, Cheng Buzheng thought that in the future, he should seek revenge in that large fairy city or the island where his family was stationed.
Now that the other party appeared in Xianmeng City, and he was also the owner of Yiyuan Pavilion, this was something he did not expect.
After all, he had only heard that this person was an ancestor of the Immortal Clan before, but he did not expect that this person actually had a shop in the Immortal League City, and it was on the same street as him.
If the guess is correct, the Yiyuan Pavilion in Xiuling Street should also be an important industry of this immortal clan.
As the old saying goes, it's not that enemies never get together!
This sentence makes so much sense.
Just as the three of them were waiting for Cheng Buzheng's response...
Little did they know that they were destined to be disappointed from the moment they entered the store.
Before, Cheng Buzheng entertained them warmly and politely, just to get information from their mouths.
After all, the owner of a store rarely shows up, and only the shopkeeper is responsible for the business of the store all year round, so Cheng Buzheng didn't know what this big enemy was here for before.
Only Cheng Buzheng, for the safety of the store, allowed the third-level puppet to sit here personally.
However, although such situations are rare, they are not uncommon in the huge Immortal League City.
At this moment, after Cheng Bizheng learned the information, he achieved his goal and lost his previous good attitude.
I saw the cold-faced old Taoist Cheng Bu Zheng, his face darkened, and he said coldly:
"Are you going to interfere with the rules of the old shop later?"
"Besides, the veteran doesn't have a lot of free time. He only takes a few treasure refining orders a year, so it's not like what you said!"
"You guys can't get the most delicious bite. You should improve your skills in weapon refining instead of asking the experts to change the rules."
Hear this.
Su Ruxiu, who was confident just now, frowned and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Song Bao.
"Fellow Taoist, what you said is true!"
"I'm waiting for Meng Lang, so I'll take my leave now!"
See this.
Cheng Buzheng put down the tea cup in his hand and said with a smile:
"Don't blame the old Taoist for speaking harshly. The old Taoist's bad temper has come up, that's it!"
"I hope fellow Taoists don't be surprised!"
The cold-faced old Taoist Cheng Buzheng's expression changed, completely natural, without any pretense. At this moment, he spoke to the three of them with sincerity.
Song Bao gave the cold-faced old man a thoughtful look, then laughed and said:
"Of course!"
"My fellow Taoist's words are so enlightening. How can I blame you!"
"I'll take my leave as soon as I have something important to do!"