The first thousand three hundred and twenty-two chapters boldly drop the package
The big shopkeeper looked surprised: "You can't judge a person by his appearance! I really don't know where he got such a precious thing."
This thing should never appear in the hands of such a young person.
"Unfortunately, it was the second shopkeeper who brought him." The first shopkeeper felt a little regretful.
After all, the second shopkeeper is one of the top executives of Wangyue Tower, so he doesn't have the confidence to deceive the friends he brought here personally.
"Let him come in, I want to talk to him." The big shopkeeper thought about what price he should pay to convince the other party to sell it to Wangyue Tower.
"Yes..." The treasure appraiser turned around and opened the door, but there was a person standing suddenly outside the door, which startled him: "Ah! Mr. Han!"
The visitor was none other than Han Xiangdong, the son of Beiyuan Sword Master with a displeased expression.
The chief shopkeeper was also quite surprised. He immediately put down the blood snake stone, hurriedly stood up to greet him, and took the initiative to salute: "See Mr. Han!"
Han Xiangdong went in with his hands behind his back, took out a jade bottle with a very ugly expression, and threw it to the shopkeeper: "Retreat."
The big shopkeeper took it and couldn't help but feel puzzled when he looked at it.
Isn't this the Peony Fairy Dew that Han Xiangdong bought not long ago?
According to the rules of Wangyue Tower, any item sold will not be returned once it has been purchased.
What's more, this peony fairy dew is something that has been ordered in advance, and it needs to be collected at a special time and brewed on site.
And once the time passes, the essence of the fairy flower dew dissipates and becomes nothing more than waste.
This Peony Fairy Dew is worth up to ten Black Moon Coins.
Now, because a long time has passed, this essence has become slightly turbid and its energy has been greatly reduced.
If it is returned to Wangyue Tower, can Wangyue Tower be sold to others?
This is going to make you lose money!
"What, do you have any opinions?" Seeing the hesitation of the big shopkeeper, Han Xiangdong immediately glared.
Can the chief shopkeeper have any opinions?
The other party's father is the famous Beiyuan Sword Lord, and he is extremely protective of his shortcomings and is also narrow-minded.
If he offends his son, he may take revenge on him one day.
"No, of course not, I'll refund it for you." The big shopkeeper painfully took out ten Black Moon coins and handed them to the other party.
This account cannot go through the public accounts of Wangyue Tower, so he can only pay it out of his own pocket.
After receiving the Black Moon Coin, Han Xiangdong's expression softened a little, but he still sat at the table uneasy.
"Mr. Han, is there anything I can do to relieve your worries?" The big shopkeeper said in a flattering tone.
Han Xiangdong punched him hard and said: "Don't mention it...hiss..."
He hit the blood snake stone on the table with his fist.
The Blood Snake Stone is such a hard object that it cannot be damaged no matter how strong you are in the middle moon position, let alone Han Xiangdong.
You can imagine how painful your fist will be when you punch it down.
"Hiss!" Han Xiangdong gasped and cursed angrily: "I'm blinding you and putting all this mess on the table!"
The big shopkeeper was startled and quickly stepped forward to take down the blood snake stone.
"Wait!" Han Xiangdong glanced at the stone and suddenly felt familiar: "What is this?"
The big shopkeeper didn't dare to offend, so he could only explain: "It's a blood snake stone sent by a customer."
"Blood snake stone? So big?" Han Xiangdong was immediately surprised. He took the blood snake stone and inspected it up and down.
How could he not know about the blood snake stone?
Recently, Beiyuan Sword Master has been looking for blood snake stones, preparing to refine several indestructible nirvana weapons to deal with the coming gate of hell.
If blood snake stone is added as an auxiliary material, it can increase the hardness of the nirvana.
Unfortunately, the Blood Snake Stone is extremely difficult to find, even in the vast Three Realms Continent, it is extremely rare.
It's hard to find even one the size of a thumb.
How could he not be surprised when such a huge blood snake stone suddenly appeared?
"It's absolutely true!" said the big shopkeeper.
Han Xiangdong's breathing became rapid. If he left it to his father, not only would he be able to create a Nirvana device that suited his wishes, but he would also be able to customize a series of Nirvana devices for him.
"Who sent it?" Han Xiangdong asked immediately.
If you are a person of low status, you can definitely buy it.
The first shopkeeper turned his eyes, flashing a hint of cunning: "It's a friend of the second shopkeeper, um, a young man."
He wanted to be afraid of the second shopkeeper, but Han Xiangdong didn't have to.
The opponent is the son of Beiyuan Sword Lord, why should he be afraid of Zhennantian?
"What's the background of this young man?" Han Xiangdong asked worriedly.
What kind of young man can sell a rare blood snake stone?
The big shopkeeper winked at the treasure appraiser, who immediately described the other person's clothes and appearance, and said: "The appearance is very strange, he must be a new person on the island."
But who would have thought that after hearing this, Han Xiangdong asked thoughtfully: "Is it a young man with a blood-red sword hilt stuck in his waist?"
The treasure appraiser thought carefully and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, that's him!"
The big shopkeeper couldn't help but wonder: "Mr. Han, do you know him? Who is he?"
He was secretly frightened. He even knew Han Xiangdong, but he was not a close relative of Lord Yuan, right?
"What kind of background can a little brat from outside the island have?" Han Xiangdong sneered.
He looked at the blood snake stone in his hand, unceremoniously opened the space nirvana and put it into it.
"Mr. Han! What are you doing?" The big shopkeeper was surprised, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Why did he deliberately reveal Xia Qingchen's background? Wasn't it because he hoped that the son of the domineering Beiyuan Sword Master would swallow this peerless treasure?
In this way, he does not need to bear the responsibility and can still get a share of the pie.
Han Xiangdong snorted: "This is the price for not killing him!"
He had promised before that he would kill Xia Qingchen, but now he would pay for it with his life!
The big shopkeeper looked embarrassed: "Mr. Han, no! How can I explain to the superiors the treasures appraised by the greedy guest?"
Han Xiangdong disagreed: "I, Han Xiangdong, am willing to take a little bastard thing. It is the smoke of his ancestors. Can he still be dissatisfied?"
As he said that, he took out a money bag and threw it to the big shopkeeper: "As for the tombkeeper, you can handle it yourself!"
The big shopkeeper looked embarrassed: "No, I can't do the job."
Han Xiangdong glared at him and said fiercely: "Okay! One hundred Black Moon coins isn't enough? Are you doing enough to steal Mo's guest's stuff?"
One hundred black moon coins is the salary of the big shopkeeper for four to five months.
In this way, the big shopkeeper accepted it with a smile: "Okay, but Mr. Han must be tight-lipped so as not to be caught."
"Do you need to tell me?" Han Xiangdong sneered and strode away in a great mood.
In the bedroom, only the shopkeeper and the treasure appraiser were left.
The latter felt uneasy: "Master, how should I explain to the guest? If he complains to the tombkeeper, we will be left without food."
The big shopkeeper sneered: "What's so difficult about giving an explanation? If he wants one, give him one. If he wants a hundred, give him a hundred!"
Putting away the money bag, he took out another giant red ore.
This is an ordinary red iron ore, the color is far less dark than the blood snake stone, the material is even more mediocre, and the value is extremely low. You can buy it with a Black Moon Coin.
Just do some simple processing and carve the red iron ore into something about the same size as the blood snake stone just now.
"Take it and tell us that our Wangyue Tower does not accept this kind of waste." The big shopkeeper threw it to the treasure appraiser. (Updated at 9 p.m.)