"Sir, you don't know something. This white feather was taken from a fourth-level phantom bird and sewn one by one. It is unique in both material and workmanship."
The smile on the clerk's face never diminished, and he seemed to be a well-qualified clerk, patiently explaining to the customers.
"The feather fan I bought in Qingming City was made from the feathers of a fifth-level magic bird, and it only cost five gold coins." Wu Yue said honestly.
The clerk was speechless at this time, and thought to himself that this young man was too cunning, and must have deliberately lied to lower the price.
Moreover, this is the Ningdu of the empire, not the remote Qingming City. How can it be bought with five gold coins?
"How about it? Can you buy it for five gold coins?" Wu Yue raised her eyebrows, looking impatient.
"I'm very sorry. This fan is the work of a master craftsman. It's really hard to sell it for five gold coins."
The clerk looked apologetic, even if the customer was unreasonable, he could not offend the customer.
"Forget it then." Wu Yue put down her feather fan without hesitation and turned to leave.
Seeing this, several people who had been waiting outside the door for half a quarter of an hour looked a little better and were finally able to leave.
"Sir, wait a minute, why don't you take a look at other fans. Many of them can be bought without five gold coins."
The clerk hurriedly shouted, it is very cold now, business is not easy to do, it is rare to have a business, we cannot let it fly.
"But I just like this feather fan." Wu Yue stopped and glanced at the feather fan.
"But five gold coins really can't be sold. These feathers are all fine feathers. You are the first customer in my shop today, sir. If you really like it, I will give you fifteen gold coins."
"I don't have that many gold coins with me, and I need to buy a horse back to Qingming City later. Do you want me to walk back?" Wu Yue was not a vegetarian either.
The two started a fierce bargaining session.
It can be heard from this that Wu Yue's bargaining skills have become very good.
The few people outside the door, except Qiong Ying, didn't have a good look on their faces.
Jiu Ge's face was gloomy and he had the urge to smash the store, but he couldn't throw down the gold coins and pay for Wu Yue.
Feng Feili's mouth twitched. He had always known that Wu Yue was stingy, but he didn't expect it to be so stingy.
It’s hard to imagine that Wu Yue is the Holy Master of Guangming Palace. Is Guangming Palace very poor? The tuition fees collected from Lance College every year should be quite a lot, right?
Wu Xin and Qiu Tong's expressions changed again and again. Why did they let their master wait for so long? Wu Yue was impatient!
On the other hand, Qiong Ying looks elegant and shows no signs of impatience.
"How about ten gold coins? It really can't go any lower." The clerk looked embarrassed.
"Six gold coins." Wu Yue took a small step back.
"Nine gold coins." The clerk gritted his teeth and backed away again and again.
"Seven gold coins." Wu Yue looked like he was no longer embarrassing you.
"Eight gold coins." The clerk's expression became increasingly ugly, and he could no longer hold his smile.
"Oh, okay." Wu Yue took out eight gold coins from her purse and handed them to the clerk with a generous look.
"Thank you, sir." The clerk wailed in his heart and took the gold coins with great difficulty. Oh my god, how could he meet such a master.
"Haha, you're welcome. If I have the chance, I will come to you again to buy a fan." Wu Yue smiled, shook her feather fan, and walked out of the shop.
"Slow down, young master." The clerk's smile was uglier than crying, and he secretly said in his heart that you should never come here again, and he would not dare to do business that is losing money.