After picking up the box, Ye Fan opened the lid and took out a golden-green medicinal plant from inside. He first looked at the color of the medicinal plant, then sniffed it with his nose, identified the smell, and nodded with satisfaction,
"Yes, how can I sell this medicinal material?"
"Do you want Lingxincao?" The waiter in green saw Ye Fan picking up the jade box containing Lingxincao. He frowned and seemed to be thinking about something. After a while, he continued, "I don't know how much of this medicinal material I want."
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"How much does this spiritual heart grass cost?"
"Hey, objectively, there is never a fixed selling price for things like medicinal materials. If you only buy one plant, you will need ten sky coins, but if you sell dozens or hundreds of plants, then you will need ten coins.
Let’s calculate the discount.”
"One plant costs ten coins!" Ye Fan frowned when he heard the price. Although this medicinal material is good, it is still too expensive.
"Objectively, you should also know the efficacy of this spiritual heart grass. This medicinal material is a top-quality breath-controlling medicine. The medicinal taste is quite pure and rich. It has a miraculous effect on the recovery of skills and wounds." Qing Yi.
The waiter said this, paused for a while, and then continued, "Of course, if you think this medicinal material is expensive, you can also buy other medicines. I can recommend a few more for you, and I will give you a certificate..."
"No need, just like this!" Ye Fan waved his hand to interrupt the waiter in green, and said calmly, "There are probably more than a hundred plants in this box, wrap them all up for me."
"Okay, okay." Hearing that Ye Fan wanted so much at the first word, it was considered a big sale. The waiter in Tsing Yi showed a bit of joy. For 10% of the business, he could get at least ten pieces of heaven.
Ten sky coins are equivalent to one month's salary for him. To be able to do such a business today is undoubtedly a very happy thing for him.
For one hundred Lingxincao, after discount, Ye Fan should still pay 800 sky coins. This time, Ye Fan didn't say a word. He tossed his hand, and the 800 sky coins drew a golden arc in mid-air.
, completely placed on the counter.
He took the box that the green-clothed waiter had packed with medicinal ingredients, threw it into his hands, and was about to leave.
"Quickly, take out the store-saving elixir from the store!" A clear voice came from outside the store: "The store owner is here, little guy, go and call your store owner out."
"This..." Upon hearing this voice, all the waiters in blue turned around, hesitating a little.
At this time, Ye Fan also half-squinted his eyes and looked at the people entering the door.
There were three people in total. The first one was a scribe in white, holding a folding fan in his hand. He was thin and fair, with a very delicate appearance, but at this time he had an anxious look on his face.
To the right of the middle-aged Wentu, there is a majestic old man with a purple-black face, a beautiful beard reaching his chest, and his eyes half-open and half-closed. He looks extremely majestic. Judging from the aura he spreads, he should be a Heavenly King.
The strong one.
There was also a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, with muscles in his bare arms, and a dark broadsword on his back. When he saw the people in the store, they all looked at them, frowned slightly, and became a little unhappy.
, but still did not take the next step.
"What are you doing standing around stupidly? Do you have to smash this ghost shop before I can call you shopkeeper out?" The majestic old man stepped forward with a black face, punched a cabinet hard, and said angrily
shouted.
"Yes, yes." A waiter in green clothes standing behind the cabinet was frightened when he saw that the old man was angry. He turned sharply and rushed into the pharmacy first.
"Sir, what else do you want?" Feng Heli, another waiter in green clothes, came up and said hello as if nothing happened just now.
"The quality of the clerks in these stores is pretty good." Ye Fan touched his nose and thought to himself that if others encountered such a thing and dared to talk to them, they would have run away long ago.
"No need." Baiyi Wentu also took a step forward, shook his head and said, "It's better to invite your shop owner out quickly."
"Who wants to buy the treasure of the store?" Following an old voice, a slender white-haired old man in his seventies or eighties walked out of the inner room calmly and smiled towards the person closest to him.
Ye Fan held up his hands and said, "Is this the guy who wants to buy the treasure of the store?"
"Hey, little old man, you got the wrong person." Ye Fan touched his nose and smiled bitterly, then pointed at the white-clothed civil servants and said, "The person you are looking for is over there."
"Hehe, um, hehe, the little old man is old and a little dazzled." The owner of the store smiled, passed Ye Fan, and came to the white-clothed scholar, "This is objective, you want me to rejuvenate the store
The treasure of the store?
Originally, the store's treasure cannot be sold, but it seems that you are in urgent need of it. As the owner of the Huichun Store, I would like to be the owner. As long as you can afford the money, I will hand over the store's treasure to you.
It’s not impossible, it’s just the price…”
"Bring out the elixir that will save the store, I will definitely be able to afford the money." Baiyi Wentu was quite confident about this.
The shop owner looked at this white-clothed scholar. Although he was gorgeously dressed, he still looked a little disheveled. He frowned slightly and said, "I'm sorry, but the shop has an unwritten rule. If you want to buy the treasure of the shop, you have to go out first."
Money can only be seen.”
Wentu in white looked the old man up and down and said coldly: "You really look down on others. Tell me, how much does it cost?"
The old man laughed nonchalantly and said: "Where! Where! The guest really loves to joke. How dare I look at a guest like you like a dog?
The fixed price is 100,000 days of coins."
"One hundred thousand?" Hearing this price, everyone in the store gasped. Oh dear, what kind of miraculous medicine is this Jinyang Pill? The price is so shocking.
Not to mention other people in the store, Ye Fan was stunned when he heard the price. It was the first time for him to buy a pill at such a price of 100,000 days. At the same time, he was also curious about the 'Jinyang Pill'.
I got up and wanted to see what this elixir worth one hundred thousand was like.
However, the scholar in white thought he already knew the price, so he just frowned, waved his hand and said: "Ye Jing, bring me the green card."
The middle-aged man named Ye Jing responded, reached into his arms, took out a green card, and handed it to Wentu in white.
"Take out the elixir." Baiyi Wentu said calmly, shaking the green card in his hand.
"Well, I'm sorry, I have to verify the green card in your hand first."
Wentu in white snorted coldly, threw his hand, and the green card in his hand drew an arc in the air and fell into the old man's hand.
The shop owner took the green card and clapped his hands. A waiter in green clothes stood next to him and quickly came over to a card slot.
After putting the card into the card slot, the old shopkeeper smiled and said: "Please be objective!"
Hearing this, Wentu in white touched the card slot with his hand. His eyes almost popped out. He touched it a few times again, looked at the numbers of people displayed on the card slot, and murmured, "Why are there only 80,000 days of coins?"
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"What?" The black-faced old man and the middle-aged man standing nearby shouted at the same time.
"Hmm." Seeing the numbers on it, the shop owner's smiling face suddenly became wet: "Sir, our shop is run on a small scale and we never take credit."
Hearing this voice, the black-faced old man immediately glared at the shop owner and said coldly, "It's only 80,000 days of coins. Are you going to sell it today or not?"
"Hmph, objectively, please pay attention to your tone. If you think you can get away safely from the Qinglingmen's pursuit, just use 80,000 days of coins to forcefully buy this Jinyang Pill!" At this time, the shop owner Laoer
He also became cold-faced. He actually dared to open such a store. How could it be possible if he had no support?
Sure enough, when they heard the words 'Qinglingmen', the expressions of the white-clothed Wentu people suddenly changed.
"Of course I don't dare to force you to buy things from Qingling Sect, but if you don't buy the things, I'll beat you up, then Qingling Sect won't help you!" The middle-aged man finished speaking fiercely,
He took a step forward, as if he really wanted to beat this little old man up.
The little old man looked sad and said: "My objective, why are you deliberately trying to find trouble with me? It's not like you don't know that this Jinyang Pill is sold here by the Qingling Sect. The little old man really can't make the decision.
ah."
"Sir, what should we do? Listen to the escaped guard. The king may be in danger or seriously injured at the moment. If it's the former, there's nothing we can do. But if it's the latter, this magic pill may be able to save the king.
Where is his life!" The man named Ye Jing glared at the little old man fiercely, then turned to the scribe in white and said.
"This?" The middle-aged scribe looked at the card in his hand and frowned. He was also in a dilemma, not knowing what to do!
"Hey!" Ye Fan sighed softly. He deliberately stayed here. He wanted to see what grade of elixir the legendary elixir worth one hundred thousand was, but he didn't expect that in the end, he had no money.
purchase.
But as soon as Ye Fan sighed, "Brush! Brush!" Two burning eyes suddenly swept over him.
Looking at the burning eyes of the middle-aged man and the black-faced old man, Ye Fan was slightly startled, and then he couldn't laugh or cry, and muttered to himself, "If you can't buy a magic pill, you don't want to use me as a punching bag!"
The vision of the white-clothed scholar was much stronger than that of the middle-aged man and the black-faced old man. Although Ye Fan had been standing beside him, he noticed him as soon as he entered the door. After all, in a place like this, the King of Heaven
It's rare to encounter a strong man, so there's no room for him not to pay attention.
When he saw the middle-aged man and the black-faced old man staring at Ye Fan with unkind expressions, they immediately shouted angrily, "Ye Jing, Mr. Wen, don't be unreasonable!"
"This young master is not strict in his discipline. Please don't argue with them." Seeing that Ye Fan didn't answer, Wentu in white continued: "I wonder if the young master has any extra sky coins on his body. If so, please lend them to us for the time being.
, I will pay you back several times in the future."
"Borrow money?" Turning around, Ye Fan pointed at the tip of his nose in surprise and said, "Are you asking me to borrow money?"
To be honest, Ye Fan really didn't have so many sky coins on him, and he didn't expect that the other party would ask him to borrow money.
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the white-clothed Wentu and others were stunned. When the white-clothed Wentu's eyes suddenly fell on Ye Fan's face, their expressions suddenly changed, and a white light flashed, covering everyone with heavenly power.
After taking a closer look at Ye Fan's appearance, he suddenly fell to the ground and trembled: "The King!"