Botmaster

That night, Tong Wu couldn't sleep well because of the relationship with the demon fruit. Even though he could stop breathing, his nose was still filled with the bloody smell that made it hard for him not to smell it.

He fell asleep, but kept tossing and turning, as if falling into a nightmare.

Yan Jingchen, as he himself said, did not share the same bed with Tong Wu, but moved a small chair to the side of the bed, read a book by the dim light, and occasionally stretched out his hand gently when Tong Wu was raving. Hold his hand and whisper in his ear: "I'm here, don't be afraid, sleep well."

Tong Wu woke up the next day, although his complexion was still bad, but at least he didn't feel sick again.

Later, when Kunlun sent a group of people to get up one after another, Kong Yuan didn't have the nerve to stay in bed anymore.

A few people gathered in the small hall last night to drink tea for entertainment. After tidying up, Tan Xin went out to have a look, and found that the food and demon fruits that were swept out by them last night were gone, leaving nothing clean .Until noon, when the disciples of Nanming came to distribute the schedule of the martial arts competition, they didn't mention a word about the meal to them.

"It seems that we don't need to waste our words. In the next few days, they will no longer use those foods to disgust people." Tan Xin said.

Yan Jingchen nodded, "That's good, it saves trouble."

At this time, Kong Yuan flipped through the schedule in his hand, and asked, "Jing Chen, the fighting tournament will be officially held the day after tomorrow, do you have any plans?"

"Plan?" Ziqing scratched her head, "I rubbed [-] Qi-tonifying pills all night yesterday, senior brother, what price do you think is more suitable?"

Kong Yuan: "..."

Yan Jingchen didn't think there was anything wrong, he asked the past sales price of Buqi Pills, and thought about it for a while.Due to the special circumstances of the martial arts competition, there may be many casualties, and the Buqi Pill has a significant healing effect on the wounded, and the supply may be in short supply at that time...

After thinking about it in his mind, Yan Jingchen gestured "three" to Ziqing.

When Ziqing saw it, her eyes widened immediately, thinking that senior brother, you are too ruthless!

Some of the others understood the meaning of his gestures and kept silent, while those who didn't understand showed inscrutable expressions, but they didn't say anything. Only Tong Wu didn't understand, so he asked curiously, "Three hundred ones?"

Hong Sui suddenly laughed, and stroked Tongwu's dog's head, "You think of senior brother too kindly."

Tong Wu: "...what do you mean?"

Ziqing despised his senior brother without any grievances on the spot, and he was very handy with things like dismantling senior brother's platform, "Senior brother is the kind of person who can do charity? Three hundred and one qi-tonifying pills, such a cheap price, he must keep it." Eat it yourself and don't sell it."

"Then what do you mean..." Tong Wu hesitated, looking at Yan Jingchen.

The fast-talking Ziqing said again: "Of course it's 3000 yuan each."

"RMB?"

"Of course, otherwise is it Japanese currency?"

Tong Wu: "..."

This is Tan Xin making up his sword again. He said to Yan Jingchen in a very serious tone: "Master, Japanese currency trading is not worth it recently. Master, have you considered doing euro trading?"

"..."

Kong Yuan sat and watched them discussing the value of the currency, almost laughing out loud, for the Kunlun faction was a thriving scene of money lovers.

After hearing this, Tong Wu was almost hurt by these unscrupulous businessmen in front of him. He pulled Yan Jingchen's sleeve and asked, "Just now you said that Buqi Pills only sell for more than 100 yuan a piece outside, how did you get here? Selling it for three thousand is way too short!"

Hearing this, Yan Jingchen patted Tong Wu's forehead, "The situation is different. There are very few monks who were injured in fights outside. Although the effect of Buqi pills is good, the sales volume is low. If the price is too high, no one will buy it. It’s different, even if I sell [-] pieces now, people will buy them, believe it or not?”

The monk cherished his life and did not want to die in vain, which became Yan Jingchen's chance to make a fortune.

Tong Wu simply couldn't understand the brain circuit of a businessman like him, and even lamented that it was a good thing he died early, otherwise he would inherit his father's family business and would not be able to do business in the future.I'm afraid that when his father dies, he will not be at peace, and will pop out of the coffin to ask him to do business properly.

"You are... taking advantage of the fire to rob." Although Tong Wu was still complaining, his tone was much more relaxed.

"Not only do I want to take advantage of the fire to rob, but I also want to sit on the ground and raise the price." After speaking, Yan Jingchen ordered Ziqing again: "Just rubbing these two hundred pieces is enough, and the base price is [-], and the one with the highest price will get it."

"Understood." Ziqing and Tan Xin made an OK gesture at the same time.

I have to say that Yan Jingchen’s move is quite sinister, it’s inconvenient to get in and out of the Nanming Temple at the bottom of the sea, and the medicinal materials on Ziqing’s body are also limited, so it’s okay to order him to only rub these two hundred Qi-replenishing pills, but he still flaunts fighting skills The special limited edition gift box of Qi Buqi pills for the conference, under the banner of rarity is the most expensive, is doing things to drive up prices. These brothers are really intoxicating...

Tong Wu thought to himself, I am afraid that the base price agreed today is [-], and in a few days, he will only be able to buy one box.

After discussing the issue of making money, they brought the topic back to the business. Kong Yuan asked them what they planned to do, and Yan Jingchen's answer was naturally stern: "I don't plan to do anything, just fight like this."

"How many of you are participating?" Kong Yuan's eyes fell on Tong Wu.

In fact, Yan Jingchen didn't plan to let Tong Wu play, but since he took someone else's invitation, he couldn't justify not going up, so he turned his head and asked Tong Wu if he wanted to try.

Tong Wu hesitated a little, "Can I do it?"

"If you want to participate, you can try it, don't worry, they can't beat you to death."

"Well...I want to think about it."

"it is good."

Except for Tong Wu, the Kunlun faction has not yet made a decision, and everyone else is ready to play. Although they are small in number, they cannot hold back their strong fighting power. I am afraid that many monks will be beaten down by them at that time. This one... I'm afraid the Kunlun faction won't abide by it.

Failure to comply may cause conflicts, but this is exactly what the Kunlun School wants.

Tong Wu listened to them talking and analyzed the situation of the martial arts conference. After listening too much, he felt bored and wanted to go out for a walk.

Yan Jingchen asked: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"It's okay, you guys talk, I won't go far."

"That's good." Yan Jingchen squeezed Tongwu's palm. Although he was still a little worried, he didn't want to restrain Tongwu too much, so before he went out, he stuffed a few sound transmission symbols in his hand, "This You take it, there is no mobile phone signal here, use it to contact me if you get lost, and I will pick you up."

"okay……"

"Do you know how to use it?" Yan Jingchen asked again.

"I can still draw this talisman, don't worry."

Hearing that Tong Wu was a little impatient, Yan Jingchen let him go out alone.