A strange world

Chapter 697 Chapter 94. Bargaining

The Scarlet Princess went out, and Annan turned back to face the fat boss: "Please allow me to introduce you. I am the Queen Knight. That lady is the Scarlet Lord, the member of the Blood Parliament, the Scarlet Princess, and the distinguished guest of the city lord."

"That's great. There is nothing more suitable for her than this gem." The fat boss rubbed his fleshy palms.

"I mean, how much are you going to sell to the city lord's distinguished guests?"

"670 gold coins!"

Annan bargained: "It's too expensive. It can almost buy a magic ring."

"The most important thing about gems is their meaning. This crimson heart is the treasure of the store..."

“How much is the meaning worth?”

The fat boss stopped lifting his chest, and at this moment, his narrow eyes suddenly burst into determination: "Priceless in the eyes of those you love!"

This rhetoric deceived young people who couldn't save their face, and deceived lovers who were overwhelmed by love, but it could not deceive Annan.

"Then take away the meaning. I only want the gems."

"Well……"

The fat boss almost fell into Annan's logical trap, "The meaning and the gem coexist..."

Annan wanted to leave directly, but as soon as he turned around, he saw the Scarlet Princess lying in front of the car window, looking expectantly into the store.

Annan's attitude became more relaxed: "Make it cheaper."

"There's really nothing we can do about it, this is already..."

"You know that we are the distinguished guests of the city lord, right?" Annan interrupted, looking at the entire store with a threat, "If I go back and tell the city lord..."

Because late at night, the fat boss was the only one in the store, and the jewelry lay quietly on the shelves, as if sleeping.

"Okay, 660 gold coins." The fat boss took a step back.

"The city lord's face is only worth 10 gold coins?"

"Ten gold coins is enough for a family of three to spend for three years!" the fat boss said in an exaggerated tone.

"But this is what the Crimson Princess wants..."

"How about 670 gold coins?"

"Why did it go back up?"

"I think such a big shot would be laughed at if he buys discounted goods!"

"It's okay, vampires are proud to buy cheap goods... You have to be cheaper, because all the big shots will know that the Crimson Princess is taking you..."

"Sparrow Gem Shop." The fat man prompted.

"...Bring the gems from your Sparrow Gem Shop, which will bring you considerable profits."

"What you said makes sense... Then how about I prepare discounts for all the customers you introduce?"

Damn short-sighted businessmen, hanging on the street lights sooner or later... Oh, there are no street lights in Huadu.

Annan met his opponent in chess, but the fat boss couldn't get enough of him. Even the city lord's palace couldn't threaten him——

"Can I exchange it for something?" Annan gave up.

"As long as the values ​​are the same." The fat boss said with a smile.

Annan took out the handkerchief in his pocket, then took out a blood pearl from the magic ring and dropped it into the handkerchief.

"I think it's worth as much as your store treasure."

The fat boss quickly approached the blood pearl held by Annan, waving his fingers, and couldn't help but praise: "Look, what a beautiful baby..."

He carefully picked up the blood pearl, licked it with the tip of his tongue, wiped it with his sleeve, and held it up for observation under the magic lamp.

It was hard for Annan to say whether the substance that made up the blood pearl was dirtier, or whether the fat boss's behavior was dirtier.

But he quickly gave Annan a decision: "Give me ten more, and this crimson heart will be yours!"

"This is impossible. I know its value, up to five. You will never find this kind of blood pearl again."

The siren who made the blood pearls has died, and all the blood pearls are in Annan's hands.

"Five...five is five!"

Annan successfully exchanged five blood pearls for this ruby.

The jewelry merchant joked that three blood pearls could be exchanged for rubies. Annan joked that he didn't know where the blood pearls came from.

After receiving the crimson heart contained in precious elf wood, Annan had a slight appreciation for the fat boss.

"May I have your name?"

"Perrault, Lord Knight."

Annan was rummaging around in the magic ring and remembered that he didn't make a "business card".

"I am Annan Reeves, the Lord of Free City in Middle-earth. If you want a brighter future, come to Free City and find me."

Although the fat guy who calls himself Perot doesn't look like an ordinary person.

"I thought you were going to have people come and smash up my store."

"I'm not that stingy yet."

Actually just a little bit closer.

Coming out of the gem shop, Annan handed the elf wooden box to Princess Crimson.

Princess Crimson ignored the wooden box and reached out to pick up the Crimson Heart like a piece of fruit.

Under the illumination of the magic lamp, this gem shimmered with a dreamy color like red wine. The Crimson Princess whispered softly: "I feel that it belongs to me..."

"It does belong to you now."

Annan didn't mind even if the Scarlet Princess ground it up and applied it on her face. What he is thinking about now is whether to ask the City Lord's Mansion for reimbursement.

The price of 650 gold coins is undeniable.

…

The carriage carrying Annan and the Scarlet Princess gradually went away. The fat boss in front of the door put away the expression on his face, turned around and hung a wooden sign saying that he was out of business on the door.

No one would be surprised that a store closed at night, or that nearby residents would wonder why Sparrow's Gem Shop was still open - they always closed in the evening.

After closing the door, the fat boss whistled and walked among the sleeping gems on the shelves to the room at the back of the store.

"Woooooooo..."

A silhouette wrapped around the table by invisible ropes struggled.

"Shh... don't wake anyone nearby."

The fat boss raised his fingers with a half-smile, his expression was very uncoordinated, as if he was wearing a mask.

The silhouette on the table stared with wide eyes, watching the scary guy with his face getting closer and closer.

"Uh-huh!!!"

"What are you going to say?" The fat boss turned his head and listened. Then he thought of something and pulled the handkerchief from the real fat boss's mouth.

"Pfft...don't...don't kill me...please..." the fat boss begged for mercy with a dry mouth.

"I'm not going to kill you, I'm just telling you that my work is done."

"Fat Boss" patted his head and said.

The fat boss was ecstatic at first, and then showed a hint of sadness: "If you don't kill me, they will kill me... they will know it's me and come to trouble me, and I will die..."

"How could it be? You should have heard what the boy said, right?" The outline of the "Fat Boss" gradually dimmed, and his clothes were distorted as if they were melting. "You can go to him."

"He wants to kill me, how dare I go to him!"

"That's your business." The clothes melted into black, and the figure became like a surging shadow, walking towards the window, "There are still 11 hours left for the spell to be lifted, remember to hold it in."

"You...who are you?!" the fat boss asked tremblingly.

"Since you asked..."

The dark figure in front of the window slowly turned around, and under the moonlight, a flash of scarlet flashed across the black face.

"Please call me the Bard of Interest."