Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 36 Lingshifang

  Cheng Buzheng casually pulled a few jade slips aside, pretending to be casual.

   "Boss...there are a few jade slips, a few spirit stones!"

  The stall owner glanced at the unique mark on the jade slip, and said casually:

   "Two low-level first-level exercises, one low-level first-level spell, a total of thirty spirit stones!"

   Cheng Buzheng frowned, and said slowly:

   "The price you mentioned is not the price of a rotten street skill or spell!

  The price is really good, so I'll buy it... If the price doesn't come down, I'll be looking around! "

   Heard the words.

  The stall owner sighed inwardly, of course he knew that the few pieces of jade slips contained the common exercises and magic spells for cultivating immortals, or in other words, all the jade slips in his stall were all of the common skills and spells of the common street.

  The price just now was just to test whether the young man in front of him is a novice in the world of cultivating immortals. If he is an adult monk, he will definitely not call out this price.

  After the calculation in his heart failed, he didn't fight the price to the death. Isn't this a problem with Lingshi?

  Besides, the jade slips are not worth much. When the time comes, just burn them again. It only takes some time and there is no cost.

  Now, the other party can only buy it at a favorable price. This is the price of being smart, after all, the high price just now has offended the other party.

   Moreover, the other party has pointed out just now that the exercises and spells recorded in the jade slips are all bad street stuff, which shows that the other party is a knowledgeable person.

  What is the difference between holding on to the end and putting the spirit stone on the ground without picking it up?

  If the other party doesn't point out or wants to bargain, maybe you can still play around.

  Thinking about this, the stall owner glanced at the young man in front of him.

  The stall owner clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist, I'm being rude. To express my apology, I will sell you these three jade slips and ten spirit stones!"

  After Cheng Buzheng heard about it, his face was still calm, and he didn't show the slightest expression because of the direct price reduction of 20 spirit stones.

  I saw him nodding his head, without any intention of counter-offering, and directly traded with the stall owner without any delay.

   Cheng Buzheng, who was walking in the street stall trading area, said with regret in his heart.

   "There are so many jade slips on the booth, none of which have the pupil technique. It seems that the pupil technique is relatively rare... I can only go back to the sect to buy it.

   Fortunately... there is a low-grade spell that hides cultivation, so you don't have to worry about improving your cultivation in the future, and it will attract the attention of interested people! "

  He wandered around absent-mindedly, and after a while, his eyes stayed on a booth.

  The stall owner was a very ordinary-looking young man in a yellow robe with a dark complexion. He was a monk of the third level of Qi training. He looked very inconspicuous in the lively stall area.

  However, the objects placed in front of him caught Cheng Buzheng's attention.

   He took his time and came to the booth. Take a closer look.

   There are all kinds of spirit mines on the booth, as well as a discarded magic weapon and some magic weapon fragments.

  The stall owner with a dark complexion immediately showed a simple and honest smile when he saw someone approaching.

   "Brother, the spirit mine here is not only of good quality, but also cheap, and there are discounts for large quantities. Even if you buy a certain amount, you will get magic weapon fragments as well!

  Look at the restraining pattern of this magic weapon. Although it is broken, it must have been a powerful magic weapon. Although this magic weapon is scrapped, it can still be refined. It is of great value!

  Buy a certain amount of spiritual mines, choose these magic weapon fragments at will, and in the entire Lingshi workshop, my family is the only one who gives things! "

  The stall owner held a scrap magic weapon in his hand, a small fiery red sword, and introduced it to him.

  No matter what the dark-skinned stall owner said, Cheng Buzheng never showed any expression on his face. He stretched out his hand and took a piece of spiritual mine into his hand.

Then, he took a closer look. This blue ore had a metallic luster. He knew that it was a raw ore for refining iron, and iron refining belonged to the first-level low-grade spiritual material for refining equipment. The value was not high, and the output Rich.

   Immediately, Cheng Buzheng put the green iron ore back into the booth, and looked around the booth with his eyes.

  He found that the stalls were filled with low-grade spiritual materials, with limited value and abundant production.

   It’s no wonder that he used such an alternative sales method. In fact, his booth didn’t have any spiritual objects of outstanding value.

  Cheng Buzheng took another look at the number of artifact fragments, silently estimating the price in his heart.

   not long.

   He looked at the stall owner with a dark complexion and a simple and honest smile.

   "How many spirit stones are there in these ... spirit mines?" Cheng Buzheng pointed to the spirit mines on the booth.

  The dark-faced young man heard the words and said with a silly smile:

   "Fellow Daoist... If you buy all of them, you only need fifteen spirit stones.

   At the same time, this magic weapon is also given away! "

   As he spoke, he pointed to the booth, the only discarded magic weapon that maintained its integrity!

  Cheng Buzheng didn't argue with the stall owner. The more he negotiated the price, the more the stall owner felt that he was interested in this deal, and then he said coldly.

   "Fourteen spirit stones... buy all the spirit mines, discarded magical artifacts, and their fragments at your booth!"

  The stall owner with a dark complexion was moved in his heart when he heard the words, and then shook his head quickly.

   "No...it's too bad!"

   Heard the words.

  Cheng Buzheng didn't hesitate, turned around and left without any delay.

  He stepped forward and walked along the road, crying in his heart:

   "One, two, three, .nine."

at this time.

The stall owner with a dark complexion was a little dumbfounded. He had never seen such a shopper before. Seeing that Cheng Buzheng had really left, the stall owner was really anxious. He watched the other party go away step by step, and was about to pass the second person beside him. at a booth.

"eleven"

  The stall owner with a dark complexion, at this time the simple and honest smile was no longer there, but anxious, and hurriedly shouted to Cheng Buzheng,

   "Fellow Daoist, wait...it's up to you."

   Cheng Buzheng heard the words, turned around, walked over calmly, and at the same time, felt relieved.

  Actually, if the stall owner didn’t call him, he was going to come back after a stroll, and he could only listen to the stall owner’s quotation. Fortunately, the stall owner finally stopped him.

  This method can only be used in small stalls and hawkers. It is probably impossible to use this method to negotiate prices in shops, but if you have the opportunity, you should try it.

  After the successful transaction with the stall owner, at this moment, his whole body was up and down, and he could no longer dig out a single spirit stone.

  However, he still didn't leave, but continued to wander around in the stall area, and he didn't stop until he had visited the entire stall area.

   At this time, it was already dusk.

  Cheng Buzheng didn't delay, and went out of Lingshifang directly. After seeing no trace of anyone nearby, a yellow light flashed, and he sank directly into the ground, like a fish entering water, relaxed and comfortable.

  Cheng Buzheng, who was six feet deep underground, turned into a ray of yellow light, and fled in the direction he came from, passing by a canyon surrounded by mountains.

  He felt a movement in his heart, and a yellow spiritual light six feet below the ground quickly fled to the canyon surrounded by mountains and above.

   PS: Set up a sea bowl, please handsome fellow Taoists in Yushu Linfeng, count the votes and throw them in!

   Excited...Testing the waters

  (end of this chapter)