Facial Paralysis Meow Raising Diary

The market area of ​​the Soul Mansion was as lively as ever.

The noisy hawking sounds come and go, and there is a faint sense of competition, and the noisy mouths are only stopped when negotiating prices.The products here don't look high-end, just spread a piece of cloth on the ground and put things up, it's a booth.However, the cloth is exactly the same, and the position of the arrangement is also planned. At first glance, it looks messy, but it is actually orderly.

Amidst the noise of hawking, a big man guarded his booth, neither hawking nor robbing customers, it seemed a little deserted.This market is not for everyone to sell, some people who think highly of themselves, put things up, whether they like to buy or not.

But Zhao San is different from them.

Passers-by glanced at Zhao San's things and put on a contemptuous expression.Although it was not obvious, Zhao San could feel the disgust.

The soul world is filled with a kind of energy called soul power, and those who can absorb this energy for cultivation are called souls.Most of the things sold in this market are related to the cultivation of the soul, whether it is medicine, or props, or equipment.Although the quality is average, the price is often relatively affordable.

After all, this is a relatively low-level trading area in the mansion.The souls who come and go are all ordinary people, and the probability of the strong appearing here is like a jackpot.

It didn't take long for Zhao San to guard his old acquaintance.

"Hey, little brother, it's a bit slow this time, did you just finish the mission?"

Seeing the familiar steady figure walking towards this side, Zhao San immediately waved, "I keep everything for you."

The man came to Zhao San's stall and began to look at today's things. Hearing Zhao San's words, he just said "Thank you."

Zhao San didn't care either, he had long been used to this old customer's weird temper.

Different from other people, what Zhao San sells is a bit unpopular. Even when Zhao San took the opportunity to set up a stall, he didn't expect that there would be real souls to buy it.He sells seasonings.That's right, seasonings that are useless for cultivation.

For a soul with the highest strength, this is no different from discarded garbage, but Zhao San, who had completed a bunch of tasks, had the most things in his pocket.Originally, he didn't have much expectations, but he didn't expect the soul in front of him to take a few glances and take it all in, which made him quite flattered.

Afterwards, when Zhao San came to set up a stall, the first person to patronize was always this high-cold soul who was always cold and seemed insulated from things like condiments.Sometimes he was wearing casual clothes, sometimes he was obviously tired, and even when he came over, the blood on his body was not wiped clean. With that cold expression, it seemed that he was here to smash the scene.

In short, this customer doesn't know where he is, and whenever he comes to set up a stall to sell seasonings, he always comes early.Even if he can't come, someone else will buy it for him.

At first, Zhao Sanyi thought that the other party was looking at something on him, and panicked for a while, but later he found out that the other party really just wanted to buy those seasonings, so he calmed down.

The young man has a handsome face, but there is not much expression on his face, and he lacks a lot of anger.He casually picked up one of the bottles and looked at it, sniffed it again, and nodded slightly.All normal emotional expressions seem to be half-folded here by the young man. If you don't observe carefully, you may not be able to see the slight movement of his face.

"How many?"

"Brother, you are all regular customers. During this period of time, the luck is not good, and the goods are not fresh. I, Zhao San, will not cheat you. I will give you today's stock, five hundred contribution points." Zhao San showed him I have cleared my own inventory, and it is full of various seasonings, and it can be seen that the quantity is not a lot.

The young man opened his eyes slightly.Of course he knew the rent of the floor cloth, one hundred contribution points a day, plus the rent of this stall, Zhao San really gave the cost price.So he thought about it, shook his head, "Too little."

Zhao San was also depressed. If it were someone else, they would happily pay the bill when they heard that the shop was selling things at the cost price.And this young man didn't seem to like his low price, Zhao San couldn't figure out his temper.

"It's not that these things are not fresh, it's just that the growth environment is not good and the color won't show up, but it doesn't affect the taste inside." The young man thought silently, "Nine hundred contribution points."

With this opening, he added [-], almost double the amount.

Contribution points are the mansion's internal currency.Generally speaking, the quality of the things sold in this market area is not very high, and there are only a few hundred contribution points if they are top-notch.As soon as the young man opened his mouth, it was [-], and it was almost [-], just to buy some seasonings. Not to mention the people who set up a stall next to him, even Zhao San himself was taken aback by the boldness of this regular customer.

And the people in other booths unknowingly showed eager eyes, wishing to install a loudspeaker in their hearts.

trench!Ask to be friends!Please hug your thigh!Please patronize!

Suddenly, the young man's delicate and handsome appearance seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, shining with the light of the God of Wealth

The young man didn't seem to intend to take back his words, Zhao San's Adam's apple twitched, and he shed a drop of cold sweat, he couldn't believe it.In the past, this regular customer never negotiated the price, and Zhao San agreed to whatever price he asked.If it was usual, Zhao San would definitely refuse.After all, in his mind, such a little seasoning is not worth much contribution points at all.

However, his partner was injured, and he spent a large amount of contribution points in order to treat it. Now is the time when money is tight.If this business can be concluded, it can greatly alleviate his current predicament.

Zhao San hesitated a little.

The people who set up stalls next to them shouted even more in their hearts: Hao!here!You don't need to increase the price, and the transaction is absolutely instant!

Seeing that Zhao San seemed to disagree, the young man took out his crystal card and signaled for the payment.Under this momentum, Zhao San took out his crystal card tremblingly.

The transaction was successful, and the value on his crystal card soared by nine hundred.Looking at the number, Zhao San felt his heart beating a little faster.

For a rookie like him, [-] contribution points is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.But after taking a huge sum of money all of a sudden, he didn't feel any sense of reality, and even his body felt a little fluttering.

Seemingly seeing Zhao San's uneasiness, the young man took the things away without any fluctuations in his expression, but said lightly: "If there are any goods in the future, keep them for me."

Zhao San regained his senses for a while, and hurriedly agreed.At the end, when the young man turned around to leave, Zhao San seemed to be a little disturbed in his conscience, and grabbed his clothes.

"Is there something wrong?" The young man turned his head, his usual paralyzed face looked a little scary from the angle of looking up.

In particular, there was a faint smell of blood on his body.

At that moment, Zhao San was frozen by the momentum and shivered.

"Well, I still think you've contributed too much..."

Seeing the young man frowning, Zhao San, who was not so bold in the first place, stuttered for a moment.

"Should... how about this? I'm not only selling seasonings here, but also some things, counted as extras, do you think it's okay?"

The young man didn't speak, but stopped.Zhao San understood, quickly packed up his remaining things, and handed them to the young man.Those things were originally goods that he would sell later, but he gave such a huge sum of money, Zhao San felt uneasy if he didn't find something to make up the gap.

Nanshan walked out of the market area, and secretly counted what she had gained from this trip.The task rewards have become points and contribution points recorded in his crystal card.The only thing he likes in this market area is Zhao San's weird seasonings, and he doesn't know where he collected them from.Zhao San always seems to have a talent, and it is easier to find strange mutants than ordinary people. Thanks to his diligent picking, the food tastes made by Nanshan are becoming more and more varied.

His friends also know that Nanshan likes the goods in Zhao San's hands. If Nanshan insisted on buying those things from Zhao San through trading means, they would have asked Zhao San to ask where those things came from. up.

Recently he learned that Zhao San's friend was injured, and Zhao San spent a lot of contribution points for it, and also delayed the time to go out to collect plants. He wanted to directly transfer the contribution points to Zhao San's crystal card, but unfortunately, his friends worked hard Stopped him, saying that Zhao San didn't dare to use those contribution points for doing this.

On the contrary, the deputy curator who passed by heard their dispute, and gave Nan Shan an idea: when Zhao San set up a stall again, he bought those seasonings at a price that exceeded the reasonable price, and if Zhao San wanted to add something, he would No need to refuse.After going back in this way, Zhao San will not be under the pressure of contribution points, and he can spare time to find those plants for Nanshan, and most of them will be very careful.

Nanshan shrugged, he didn't lack contribution points anyway, but Zhao San's goods made him particularly interested, if such detours could make the other party more diligent, he didn't care.

After returning to the dormitory, Nanshan took out those gadgets that were used as extras and put them on the seat, to check what they were.

Among them, most of them are herbs with special effects, which are in line with Zhao San's habit of often digging plants.Not to mention the large amount of seasonings dug back that are useless for cultivation, Zhao San has quite a few people who are willing to buy the things in his hand.

It's just because of Nanshan's "Bole" affection, he always waits for the seasonings to be sold out before starting to sell the rest.Even Nanshan didn't know what Zhao San was trying to do.

Although Nanshan doesn't really use these things and doesn't like them, a pack of herbs, plus those seasonings, is barely enough to reach [-] contribution points—not counting the extra points that Nanshan gave to the seasonings , absolutely not enough.

In other words, the deal is not a loss.

Most of the rest are sundries that are helpful for cultivation.Nan Shan didn't need these, and was about to clean up, but a glimpse of white in the corner of his eyes made him stop.

Among the piles of sundries, a round, white object is particularly eye-catching.