Business Manager

Fengming heard these things in Feng Chen's mouth, they were like old stones stuck in place for a long time, their mouths were wide and their pupils were a little pale.

He was snarling and roaring in his heart: are these things his cabbage, can they be seen everywhere?

Lingcao is a refining elixir. The material of the refining device is rigorous in control. In the spiritual world, some casual repairers fight for a good magic weapon. As for the spiritual stone, it is even more rare. In other words, there are no more than twenty spirit stones added to his body, and are they all inferior.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Feng Chen saw Fengming look silly, his eyes were frozen, and he asked him back.

"Oh, back to the master, these things you said are not for your subordinates not to get them, but your subordinates have no money to get them! Subordinate storage bags are all your belongings! What you want, Even if the subordinates go to steal, they can't do it! "

Fengming blushed, bowed his head, and arched.

"Your sister, you live really Nyima flexed." Feng Chen glanced at the somewhat awkward wind and said with a long sigh.

A plan that was originally good was turned into a shadow, and in the final analysis, there was no money.

There are good things in my storage ring, and there are a lot of good things. If you take out a thousand-year-old spirit grass, you can change it to a lot of spirit stones. You can also sell some elixir to sell a good point. Price, but this way, Feng Chen dare not take risks.

Everywhere is respected by the strong, take out these elixir or spirit grass, will inevitably meet some bad-minded people, when people will find out by scrutinizing them, attracting some powerful shots But it's worth it.

Based on the three-level cultivation of Fengming Jindan Period, it is estimated that he did not even know how to die.

The idea of ​​planning to take out some spirit grass and tinker with some elixir for Fengming to exchange in the spirit world was quickly rejected by Feng Chen, shaking his head.

Just as Feng Chen frowned, his eyes suddenly flashed, and an idea suddenly came into his mind.

But I ’m in a secular world. Compared with the distant spirit world, I have many advantages?

Something in the spirit world, we don't have it! However, isn't there something in the secular world?

Wouldn't it be better if the two were exchanged?

So-called, only the first person who eats crab is the first person who eats meat, and he can take full advantage of the secular world!

It seems that he's pretty much out of touch.

But, what is the secular world to use Fengming for spiritual exchange?

Poor things, people in the spiritual world don't look down on them. People in the spiritual world are all high-level people.

There is no gasoline in the spirit world to exchange it by car. Besides, people fly faster than cars.

With food, people in the spiritual world are all strange animals, the degree of deliciousness is better than the worldly world.

With a cell phone, there is no base station in the spirit world, there is no signal, can you get through? It is still a question mark. Besides, these monks in the spirit world can use the spirit to transmit sound.

Let's use cosmetics. Female practitioners in the spiritual world practice year round. Compared with women in the world, their skin is simply one in heaven and one in hell.

No, I have to think about it and see if there is something in the spirit world, and I can guarantee that people in the spirit world want to buy it again.

Feng Chen stepped aside, his face calmed, thinking hard.

Fengming on the side looked at Feng Chen's somber face, and he didn't speak for a long time. Don't mention how nervous he was. Although he was confused, he didn't dare to go forward to ask.

"Hey, there is." Feng Chen suddenly flashed a smile in his eyes, grinning.

There was a movement of consciousness, and suddenly, a palm of his hand, a box of Ninety-Five Cigarettes suddenly appeared in his hands.

This is really a cigarette that went to Fan Ruoxi's hometown before.

Are n’t men in the secular world keen on cigarettes? Besides, are n’t there also no cigarettes in the spiritual world? This thing should be liked by male monks in the spiritual world.

Thinking of this, Feng Chen decisively opened the box of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, pulled out one, and hit a ringing finger. A small flame flashed on the tip of the index finger to ignite the cigarette, and then took a sharp breath.

"Ahem!" This was the first time he had smoked, but choked him.

"Come on, let's try it and see how it tastes?" Feng Chen took the cigarette, spit out a ring of smoke towards Fengming, took one out of the cigarette box and handed it to Fengming.

"Oh, good master!" Fengming said for a moment, looking a little hesitant, and took the cigarettes over, busy learning to seal the dust, put the cigarette in front of his mouth, and then light the cigarette.

"How does it taste?" After two or three minutes, when Fengming smoked the cigarette quickly, he stared at Fengming with a tense expression on his face, which was his last hope.

"If you return to the owner, the taste is okay, but it is a bit spicy." Feng Ming smashed his mouth a few times, and answered with a thoughtful expression.

"That's good, that's good." Feng Chen's face showed great joy, thinking that his plan could be implemented immediately, and a sense of pride was born.

He didn't think about it. He waved his right hand, and saw Fengming's front full of ninety-five honors, and then said to Fengming, "No, these are all for you, you go to the spirit quickly. The world sells these things to me. It can also be sold as a spiritual stone. It can also be exchanged for materials. In short, you can give me a way to shoot as soon as possible. "

"That ... Master, what are these things? What about the pricing?" For Fengming, these things, to be honest, he also tried it just now. What he thought was a good thing, it can be repaired. It ’s kind of like that, but it ’s been a long time, and my cultivation and spiritual knowledge are still intact.

"Ahem, is this a cigarette? Is it priced? A pack of cigarettes is priced at twenty yuan, and no one is sold."

Feng Chen put his index finger in front of his mouth, took a few steps back and forth, and said.

"Master, twenty cigarettes of good quality in a pack of cigarettes?" Fengming was shocked, and he almost stared out.

The importance of the spirit stone is better than anyone else. As far as he is concerned, Zongmen only distributes 20 pieces of inferior spirit stones for his cultivation every year. That is a year's business.

If it were him, he wouldn't be stupid enough to take the spirit stone to buy this stuff.

Then if it ’s casual repair, not to mention, there is no spirit stone.

"Why? It's too few." Feng Chen looked at Fengming's expression, wondering, and then said something incomprehensible: "If it's too few, then thirty good spirits!"

"Ah ... Master, is this price too high?"

"Is it high? It's not high at all, boy, you have to understand that we are taking the high-end line and take the service of high-end customers as the lead, understand?"