Fang Chen nodded slightly. The price was good, exceeding his psychological expectations.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard the shopkeeper Wu frown and said, "Thirty-five low-grade spirit stones? This is not a profit."
Fang Ao smiled and said, "You are doing business and you want to keep profits. I bought it and used it myself, so where do I need profits?"
"Well, then I won't compete with Brother Fang for these purple electric talismans. If there are thirty-five low-grade spirit stones, our Tianbao Pavilion won't make much money at this price."
The shopkeeper Wu nodded lightly.
Wu Jiuquan was stunned and wanted to speak but stopped.
Fang Ao laughed, as if he understood something, and directly smiled at Fang Chen:
"Little brother, how many purple electric talismans you have on hand, I will calculate the price and I will send you the lowest-grade spirit stones immediately."
Fang Chen glanced at the storage ring and said, "There are still one hundred and sixteen purple electric talismans."
"All of them are the best?"
Fang Ao was a little excited.
"Excellent."
Fang Chen nodded slightly.
Manager Wu, who was originally planning to leave, stood there in a daze. Did he hear that right?
One hundred and sixteen top-quality purple electric talismans!?
Fang Ao had burned several messaging talismans at this moment, and was chatting with Fang Chen, as if he wanted to find out the background of Fang Chen.
The shopkeeper Wu slowly looked at Wu Jiuquan, with a sharp look in his eyes.
Wu Jiuquan lowered his head and did not dare to look up at all.
This time the matter has been a big deal.
More than one hundred purple electric talismans, including at least hundreds of low-grade spirit stones, which are equivalent to a yellow-level medium-grade magic weapon.
Profit is still secondary. Things like Zi Electric Talisman are too scarce and can sometimes be used as favors.
Thinking of this, Wu Jiuquan felt more and more nervous.
"Little brother, I just thought the quantity was not large, so the price was a bit cautious. If I bid for thirty-six low-grade spirit stones, would I be willing to sell all the purple electric talismans in my hand to Tianbao Pavilion?"
Manager Wu changed his smile again and bowed with fists.
Fang Ao frowned slightly and didn't say anything. Although the other party was a little unauthentic in this matter, it was indeed the case in business.
The higher the price will be.
“Not selling.”
Fang Chen smiled faintly and said, "I have already talked about the price with this senior. What's the point of earning more than a hundred low-grade spirit stones?"
When Fang Ao heard this, a smile appeared on his face and nodded slightly.
The shopkeeper Wu's expression changed repeatedly, and a forced smile was squeezed on his face: "Since that's the case, can I let the old man see the best purple electric talisman?"
Right...
Everyone reacted one after another.
Fang Ao and Wu Jiuquan also looked at Fang Chen.
After talking for a long time, they didn't even see the purple electric talisman. What if the person in front of them was just bragging?
A hint of hope appeared in Wu Jiuquan's eyes. If the other party boasted, he would have passed this level!
Fang Chen smiled and took out ten top-quality purple electric talismans, gave them five ways to Fang Ao, and five ways to Wushangguan.
"The thunder and lightning atmosphere is rich, and it is indeed the purple electric talisman!"
Fang Ao was very happy and couldn't let go of his love.
If these five purple electric talismans are used well, they can easily allow a low-level qi refining to kill a twelve level of Qi refining!
As soon as the shopkeeper Wu took over, he knew that the talisman in his hand was indeed a purple electric talisman, and his grade was also at its highest level.
He could no longer squeeze out a forced smile because of a mistake by Wu Jiuquan, Tianbao Pavilion lost hundreds of spirit stones.
"Wu Jiuquan, your salary this year is gone."
The shopkeeper Wu said coldly: "Cheer carefully and review this matter. If something similar happens in the future, you will go back to the clan. I don't need you to help here."
One year's salary...
Wu Jiuquan looked stiff. His monthly salary was enough for six low-grade spirit stones, seventy-two a year. This loss was too heavy.
"Bao Zhangguin, let's teach his subordinates privately. Who are you teaching this lesson?"
Fang Ao smiled and said, "It's not painful to deduct his annual salary, he can't remember it."
Wu Jiuquan was angry, and he was still taking the blame at this moment?
"Haha, Brother Lao is concerned. I think after this lesson, my nephew should also know that you must be humble and tolerant in life, otherwise you will suffer losses everywhere."
The shopkeeper Wu said with a smile on his face.
This sentence seems to have a different meaning, reminding Fang Ao not to make a move.
Fang Ao smiled and said nothing.
About a quarter of an hour, several figures hurried in. All of these people were built by the Fang family.
"Fang Ao, where do you say there are the best purple electric talismans for sale?"
One of them asked immediately, looking a little anxious.
Although the other people pretended to be calm, everyone also saw that they were impatient and wanted to immediately take the Zi Electric Talisman into their pockets.
"Little brother, our spirit stones are in place, start trading?"
Fang Ao looked at Fang Chen and said with a smile.
Fang Chen nodded slightly.
"Shopkeeper Wu, don't you mind lending a place, right?"
Fang Ao looked at the shopkeeper Wu again.
"Please."
Manager Wu smiled.
His eyes kept looking at Fang Chen. When he saw Fang Chen take out the top-quality purple electric talismans one after another, the blue veins on his face couldn't help but jump.
Ten paths, twenty paths, fifty paths, one hundred paths, one hundred paths, one hundred paths.
A lot of them!
The transaction was completed soon, and Fang Chen earned 4,060 low-grade spirit stones this time, and his net worth was once again over 10,000.
At least, he is already qualified to buy a top-grade yellow magic weapon.
Among the cultivation resources, magic weapons are the most expensive. Some of the same yellow-level top-grade elixirs and spiritual medicines only sell one or two hundred low-grade spirit stones, while others only sell seven or eight hundred low-grade spirit stones.
For example, the century-old blood ginseng left by Pudu Tianzun at that time is not very valuable.
"When they are refined by the illusion talisman, the true fire talisman, and the amulet talisman, they can be sold for a little money. If you have good luck, you may be able to promote the small sword and condense the third-level sword body."
Fang Chen thought to himself.
"What do you call me a little brother? I don't seem to be from an inner city?"
Each of them divided the purple electric talismans, Fang Ao looked at Fang Chen with admiration and asked with a smile.
Everyone was also secretly guessing what Fang Chen was from.
"I'm not a Daqian person."
Fang Chen smiled.
Not Daqian?
Everyone's hearts suddenly exuded imagination.
At this moment, Xia Ji walked over and saw that there was a look of curiosity on his face when he saw that there was a slightest slightest slightest swathe of people.
"Fang Da, what's going on?"
Xia Ji stepped forward to ask.
"Isn't this Xia Ji, a disciple of Master Zenyuan?"
"He knows this person?"
Everyone was a little curious.
"It turns out that the little brother's surname is Fang."
Fang Ao's eyes suddenly lit up: "We might have been our family five hundred years ago!"
"Huh--Senior Fang Ao?"
Xia Ji was slightly stunned.
"Xiao Xia, I haven't seen each other for a long time. Is this your friend?"
Fang Ao nodded with a smile.
"Senior Fang Ao, this... has a long story. He may have been in this family with you Fang five hundred years ago."
Xia Ji's strange expression.
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. It seemed that this was not a joke? No one dared to joke about Fang in the imperial capital, right?
The shopkeeper Wu's expression moved slightly, and a hint of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
Fang Ao frowned slightly and smiled lightly, "Xiaoxia, you are joking."
"Where below the dust, my ancestor Fang Tingyuan."
Fang Chen bowed with fists.
Fang Tingyuan?
Fang Ao and others were stunned for a moment, then a hint of disbelief appeared on their faces.
Ting generation!?
There is a Jindan ancestor in the Fang family who is also of the Ting generation, which is the seniority of hundreds of years ago!
"Wait, you said your ancestor was Fang Tingyuan!? Didn't he be expelled four hundred years ago..."
When a Fang family said this, his mouth was closed and his eyes were horrified.