The pharmacist saw Ximen Hao looking at the Blood Spirit Ginseng in a daze, so he stroked his beard and asked.
Ximen Hao ended his communication with Yuan Zeng, closed the jade box of Blood Spirit Ginseng, and said with a smile:
"Old sir, is there anything better?"
He didn't say it out loud. After all, there were many people in the store, and there were even two people watching.
The pharmacist stroking his beard paused, looked at Ximen Hao deeply, and then put the jade box into the box.
"There is another one, but it's 1,200 years old. The price is..."
"Fuck! You old fool! You did it on purpose!"
Ximen Hao felt that his mother was selling the batch, but he said with a smile on his face:
"Can the old gentleman please take it out and show it to the juniors?"
The pharmacist reached out and took out a white jade box from the box again, and the size was larger than the one just now.
As the jade box opened, there was another burst of red light and blood, and inside lay a blood ginseng, with a talisman attached to the blood ginseng.
Ximen Hao's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand, but the pharmacist almost caught his hand with the jade box.
"Baby, don't touch it. If it runs away, you'll have to pay for it."
The pharmacist held the jade box with his hand, fearing that the blood ginseng inside would escape.
"Old sir, how can you tell the year without touching it?"
Ximen Hao had the urge to scold his mother. He was most bothered by making deals with old people. It was very troublesome.
"Hahaha! Don't worry, this is the Kong family's shop, and there has never been any cheating of customers. I said it will be 1,200 years old, but it means 200 years a year! If the year is less, I will pay you double the compensation!"
The pharmacist said with a proud smile.
"Mad! Didn't you just want to trick Master Hao? You are so shameless!"
Ximen Hao cursed secretly in his heart again, this man is getting thicker and thicker as he gets older.
"Brother, that's it. It will take at least a thousand years. You can feel the breath that just came out."
Yuan Zeng gave Ximen Hao a reassurance.
"Okay, how many spirit stones?"
Ximen Hao asked.
"Eight thousand spirit stones!"
The pharmacist made a gesture.
"Sorry, I can't afford it. Goodbye!"
Ximen Hao turned around and left without any hesitation, not even asking for the Soul-Condensing Grass and the God-Gathering Fruit.
This old guy first used his lack of years to trick himself, and now he's so open-mouthed, go to hell!
"Well!"
The pharmacist was stunned and looked at Ximen Hao as he quickly walked to the door.
"Wait a minute, baby!"
The pharmacist stood up quickly and said to the other pharmacist:
"Old Liu, take a look, I'll come as soon as I go!"
After saying that, he left the counter.
Another herbalist who was identifying herbs waved his hand without raising his head.
Both of them are pharmacists, and they both understand the unspoken rules. As the saying goes: It is convenient for others to make it convenient for you!
When Ximen Hao reached the door of the store, he was suddenly stopped by the pharmacist and stopped.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to buy it, it’s that he doesn’t want to be cheated.
Forget it if you don't have the reference price given by Laoyuan. Now that you have it, it would be Shabi to rush people to cheat it.
"Hahaha! I didn't expect that this little friend is an expert. It seems that I was rash."
The pharmacist walked up to Ximen Hao, bowed his hands first, then pointed to the corner of the pharmacy and said:
"Little friend, let's go there and talk."
With that said, he took the lead and walked over.
Ximen Hao stood there for a while, and then followed him, but he was communicating with Yuan Zeng in his heart.
"Lao Yuan, how many spiritual stones are there in one thousand two hundred years?"
"My price would be about 4,000. It depends on the output. If the output of Blood Spirit Ginseng during that period is high, the price will be lower, even less than 4,000. Oh, by the way, I am talking about artificial cultivation. If it is wild
, you may not be able to buy it even if the price is twice as high.”
"Okay, looking at that old guy's posture, he shouldn't be wild."
Ximen Hao lit a cigar. He was always worried about gains and losses today, and his mood was up and down.
"Give me a mouthful."
Xixi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened her mouth.
"well……"
Ximen Hao sighed and stuffed the cigar into Xi Xi's mouth.
A baby girl reincarnated with a light brain, an old remnant soul from the Lingxu, a little monster, and an old immortal. I feel like I owe them all in my previous life.
"Brother, let me smoke some too. You've smoked too little during this time."
Yuan Zeng also wanted to smoke.
"grass!"
Ximen Hao cursed, then took out the cigar from Xi Xi's mouth and placed it on his waist.
Just like that, he didn't take a few puffs on a cigar, and he let the little guy and the old guy take one bite at a time.
…
"Haha, little friend, do you also know the art of refining medicine?"
The pharmacist invited Ximen Hao to sit at a table and poured him a cup of spiritual tea.
Ximen Hao was also a little thirsty, yes, he was thirsty.
Since arriving at Lingxu, I have not only been hungry, but also felt thirsty.
I picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and I immediately felt very refreshed.
"Old sir, my cousin is a spiritual herbalist. I just serve as his assistant, so I know a little bit about it. Old sir, I sincerely want to buy that blood ginseng. Please give me a real price."
The pharmacist identified a wisp of beard, then placed the jade box on the table, patted it twice, and said:
"Five thousand spirit stones, what do you think?"
With that said, he opened the jade box again and let Ximen Hao watch.
Ximen Hao can read it! But Yuan Zeng can read it.
"Tsk, tsk! This blood ginseng must be stolen. Some of its roots are broken. It must have been stolen from someone else's medicine garden by a little thief. It's not very complete."
Yuan Zeng smacked his lips and gave Ximen Hao a suggestion.
Sure enough, Ximen Hao pretended to look at it for a moment, then shook his head:
"Old sir, some of the roots are broken, which little thief sold them to you?"
The pharmacist's expression changed and he actually glanced at Ximen Hao.
Then he looked around carefully, closed the jade box, and whispered:
"Since my little friend said this, four thousand and five thousand, if you agree, we will trade. If it doesn't work, forget it."
"Four thousand! Some parts must be broken, there are defects, and there are risks."
Ximen Hao didn't kill too much, so he shouldn't be too greedy. After all, he was just a young soul.
"this……"
The pharmacist stroked his beard, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took out a golden fruit, which looked like a tangerine.
"Four thousand and five, the God Gathering Fruit will be given to you!"
"make a deal!"
Ximen Hao didn't ask Yuan Zeng for his opinion this time. Regardless of whether the God Gathering Fruit was worth five hundred spirit stones, he bought it!
He was satisfied if he could control the cost of Yuan Zeng's reconstruction of his body within 10,000 spirit stones.
"Hahaha! It's so refreshing! I just like to make deals with young people."
The pharmacist pushed the Blood Spirit Participation God-Gathering Fruit in front of Ximen Hao. This time, his gray income was really quite a lot.
Especially the Blood Spirit Ginseng is stolen goods, so the purchase price is very low...
Ximen Hao smiled. In fact, he didn't like to make deals with old people.
However, this transaction was still pleasant. I took out forty-five pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones, collected the blood spirits to participate in the God-Gathering Fruit, and now I only have the soul-condensing grass. (To be continued)