Patrol leader Zheng Dong picked up the anaconda snake gallbladder and five pairs of dragon-shaped bison horns, weighed them on a scale, and said with a smile:
"Comrade Su, the total mass of your horns is 43.99 kilograms and the texture is good. According to the market price, you can get 87,198 yuan."
"Anaconda snake gall is one of the important excipients of certain life-extending medicinal materials, so the premium is high. Each gram of fresh snake gall can fetch a high price of 300 yuan. Your snake gall weighs 400 grams and can be priced at 120,000 yuan. .”
Su Luo calculated carefully and found that the total income was only about 210,000 yuan, and the personal income tax paid was more than 8,000 yuan at most, which was still far from the goal of "paying taxes honorably", and he couldn't help but frown.
at this time.
Zheng Dong suddenly said, "Comrade Su, I promised on behalf of the camp before that the purchase price of all spiritual materials will be 10 to 20% higher than the market price. You see, these spiritual materials cost 240,000 yuan." Deal, how about it?"
Su Luo was secretly happy, nodded and said: "Okay, let's calculate it according to your price!"
"Just a moment."
Zheng Dong turned on his personal computer, logged into the internal website, filed an application for purchasing spiritual objects, and said with a smile:
"Comrade Su, it will take some time to make the payment. Please wait patiently, or go to the arsenal to select a suitable weapon. For weapons under 5,000 yuan, you can just take it."
Su Luo nodded and followed Zheng Dong to the arsenal.
Unfortunately.
The quality of most weapons priced below 5,000 yuan is not much different from the Locke 17, so there is really no need to replace them.
then.
Zheng Dong made a heart-warming suggestion:
"There is an upgraded version of the Locke model, called the Locke 23. There is no difference in terms of firing rate and range, but the magazine has been greatly modified. The ammunition capacity is 38 bullets, and its price is only 3,000 yuan. "
"Here at the camp, I'll trade two Locke 23s for the Locke 17 in your hand. What do you think?"
Su Luo was stunned for a moment, then fell into deep thought.
As a police pistol, the Locke 17 is powerful enough to break the skin of conventional dragon beasts, but its ammunition capacity is only eighteen rounds. After one round of output, the magazine must be replaced.
For experienced shooters, this is not a big problem.
pity.
His gun-wielding skills were relatively unfamiliar, and it was difficult for him to smoothly complete the magazine changing action during a fierce battle.
Zheng Dong's proposal actually met his needs.
finally.
Su Luo agreed with Zheng Dong's suggestion and proposed two Locke 23 styles.
…………
Temporary camp.
The fax machine made a clicking sound, and then one after another, the tax payment certificates and financial payment notices of Su Luo and other monks were spit out.
The next second.
Su Luo's cell phone received a text message from the bank.
"Transaction reminder: [Qingcheng Bank] Qingcheng District Defense Corps completed a transfer transaction of RMB 229,876.54 to your account with the last number 6574, with a balance of RMB 230,022.33."
Su Luo felt happy.
The first of the three major conditions for changing majors - paying taxes is honorable, completed!
Next.
He wanted to do everything he could to gain recognition from other majors in Pioneer Academy and defeat a classical Taoist lecturer in public!
By completing the above three items, you can escape from the prison of classical Taoism and enter other professions!
"It's almost, it's almost~" Su Luo looked happy, thinking about what to do next, and thought: "We still have to discuss with Senior Fan to get some experience in changing majors."
Right now.
A monk suddenly shouted:
"The bus is here."
A three-story blue and white bus that could accommodate hundreds of people slowly drove into the temporary camp.
Except for some monks who came by car, most people boarded the [Keer Grassland-Qingcheng] special bus.
Su Luo came back to his senses and followed the crowd. He found a seat by the window on the third floor of the bus and opened the glass window to wave to Jiang Xiaocong, Zheng Dong and others in the temporary camp.
Jiang Xiaocong smiled sweetly, her cheeks dimpled slightly, and she waved and shouted:
"Big brother who fights monsters, goodbye ヾ(￣▽￣)~"
Su Luo felt warm in his heart, waved and said goodbye, then leaned back and leaned on the cushioned chair with his eyes closed to relax.
The monks sitting nearby all chatted about today's harvest.
"Even though I am forty years old this year, I am still very strong. I fucked three dragon-bred goats last night. Isn't it amazing?"
"I also killed two dragon prairie wolves. Unfortunately, most of the dragon abilities awakened by canine creatures are dragon roars. With the craftsmanship of ordinary people like us, there is no way to remove them intact. Except for the blood of the sub-dragon, There’s nothing particularly valuable, so it’s a waste of time.”
"Here I have to praise our captain Fu Qingyang. Last night he led a few of our newcomers to kill seven dragon-like beasts, with a cumulative profit of more than 300,000!"
At this moment, a monk suddenly said, "Oh, I really don't want all those dragon beasts to die. If they are allowed to thrive in the mountains and forests and their numbers continue to grow, then the monks in Qingcheng will make a fortune." Got it!"
moment.
The whole place was silent.
Four-aperture warrior Fu Qingyang shouted:
"Old Gou, what are you talking about? If the dragon beasts continue to proliferate, it will definitely affect the safety of the people in the western suburbs!"
"They come here every day to cook for us and serve us. We don't even look up when we see each other. It's a bit of a romantic relationship. Do you want them to die or to be displaced?"
"Show some face!"
Lao Gou smiled and remained silent.
Many monks also echoed in unison.
Making money is only temporary, but it brings disaster to the people in the western suburbs, who will have their backs stabbed for the rest of their lives!
Su Luo couldn't help but glance at Fu Qingyang and admired in his heart:
"No wonder this person can become the central figure in the temporary camp. Regardless of his character or strength, he is the best choice!"
The three-decker bus moved forward and soon arrived in Qingcheng city.
Many monks dispersed in a hurry.
After the crowd dispersed, Lao Gou, who had been scolded badly, suddenly stamped his feet several times and cursed fiercely:
"Damn it! Why are you pretending to be a moral role model? You are a bastard who doesn't have money!"
Finished.
Lao Gou made a phone call and immediately drove to Qingcheng Pioneer College.
A few minutes later.
At the entrance of the college.
A polite middle-aged man smiled and waved to the approaching car:
"This way."
"Director Qin, I'm just going to give you some Yalong blood. Is it worthy of your personal reception?" Lao Gou quickly reversed the car and entered the warehouse, holding Qin Shouren's extended hand with excitement on his face.
Qin Shouren patted Lao Gou on the shoulder and said in a mellow voice:
"Wherever you go, the spiritual materials you sell, Lao Gou, have always been well-known in Qingcheng~"
Hearing the praise from the head of the Department of Classical Taoism, Lao Gou couldn't help but feel elated. He quickly handed over two glass bottles containing pure black blood and said with a flattering smile:
"This is what you want, ape-like sub-dragon blood, please keep it."
