What is the concept of eight thousand to ten thousand gold?
In Xiafeng District, where Lu Ping lived, a mountain villager's income for a year's hard work could barely be 5 gold, excluding any expenses. In other words, if they worked hard for 1,600 years without eating or drinking, they could buy such a magic weapon.
The fish head puff pastry I ate at Fish Market Street cost ten cents a bowl, which was considered high-end food in terms of Fish Market Street.
But in fact, one gold can be exchanged for ten silvers, and one silver can be exchanged for one hundred coins. After leaving the fish market with only ten cents, if you go to an ordinary restaurant, you can probably only eat a bowl of the most ordinary noodles or five braised eggs.
This shows how high the price of magic weapons is.
Of course, Lu Ping didn't count these things. He was confused at this time and just looked at the other party's surprised expression. Of course he wouldn't believe Fang Yizhu's nonsense, thinking that the other party was stupidly happy.
But in fact it is true.
The first buyer who is waiting to be raped by the lion's mouth, no matter whether it is eight thousand or ten thousand, the first feeling is surprise. It's not because it's expensive, nor because it's cheap. This price is about the same as this magic weapon. Of course, Baozhilin is a special place. The prices for selling things here are different from those at Zhenbao Pavilion or other markets. But that's not important. What's important is that from eight thousand gold to ten thousand gold, this price is reasonable and reliable for this Cang Zi.
That's why he was surprised - the strong man who came here with a bloody magic weapon to sell turned out to be a reasonable and orderly person when doing business? This quotation would put everyone in Baozhilin to shame. They are not so honest and kind in doing business here. For example, if he knew that he wanted to buy this Cang Zi, the price would definitely be from 15,000 to 20,000. If he was in a hurry, someone would dare to call for 30,000 to 40,000.
In contrast, these people in front of me just weighed Cang Zi's grade and strengthening effect before placing this price. This is like opening the Treasure Pavilion to the Treasure Forest!
Are they really from Zhenbao Pavilion?
This person suddenly realized that he had a large number of magic weapons in his hands, and Zhenbao Yue's background was very reasonable. As the business of Zhenbao Pavilion cannot be opened to the outside world, it seems reasonable to have to bring the magic soldiers into the forest of treasures.
This guy was thinking wildly, and Fang Yizhu said he was a little impatient.
"Brother, do you want to tell me something? This price is very fair." Fang Yizhu said. He is still somewhat confident about pricing. He is a gambler. If he doesn't have the ability to measure value, how can he calculate the bets on the market?
"Yes! Of course I want it!" The man came back to his senses and hurriedly took the magic weapon from Fang Yizhu's hand, then took out a silver note from his arms, and with a little force, an eight thousand gold The signature is written on the banknote.
"The banknotes from Sunji Bank are the most reliable." He handed over the banknotes and said.
This kind of banknote is specially made by the banker for different customers. The amount of the deposit cannot exceed the amount of money this person has in the bank. Only he knows how to make the deposit, and it will be useless even if others take it. Where there are risks in buying and selling like Baozhilin, everyone must have one copy.
Fang Yizhu took the banknote, looked at it, and nodded. The first business was considered successful.
As for the one who got Cang Zi, he was afraid that there would be some tricks behind him, so he ran away without looking back.
"Look, I'd say he's very happy." Fang Yizhu said to Lu Ping.
"Are you really not aware or are you pretending not to know?" Mo Lin came over and looked at Fang Yizhu with great disdain. He sees the emotions of the people around him and knows them well. Knowing that they were all shocked by Lu Ping's strength. The buyer was also asked directly by Lu Ping and did not dare not buy it. Lu Ping didn't know this, or he knew it but didn't care. As for Fang Yizhu, Mo Lin didn't believe that he had no idea, so Fang Yizhu's behavior was quite surprising.
"Haha." Fang Yizhu smiled.
"What a surprise, you didn't have the power to ask for a high price?" Mo Lin said.
"How could it be?" Fang Yi noted, "I am the compassionate person chosen by Lao Guo!"
"Get out." Mo Lin cursed, feeling that Guo Youdao's ideals and stories would be ruined in the hands of this person sooner or later.
Fang Yizhu ignored him and turned around to continue selling the magic weapon: "Here you go, magic weapon. The price is fair, and you can't be bullied!"
The people around witnessed the previous person buying Cang Zi at a fair price, and they were a little moved by the surprise. After all, many of the magic weapons they knew were highly coveted. Who would have thought that a voice had sounded before any of them.
"If I want them all, can I get a discount?"
Sister Jin walked out from behind the crowd, smiled, and came to Lu Ping and Fang Yizhu.
"Can't you tell that the lady on the tree is actually a big money owner?" Fang Yizhu exclaimed, but he already recognized that this was the one they had seen standing on the tree before.
"The opportunity is rare and worth spending a lot of money on," Sister Jin said.
"Okay, as long as you can come up with the money." Fang Yizhu was straightforward.
"You quote the price first." Sister Jin said.
"I'm sorry, I haven't looked at some of them carefully yet. Can we take a look?" Fang Yi asked.
"Okay." Sister Jin stood aside and began to wait quietly.
Wow!
A large number of magic weapons were thrown to the ground. Fang Yizhu began to take inventory one by one. Now everyone can see clearly. Aren't those bloody ones all from the Forest of Treasures?
Many people who had dispersed secretly ran to check the direction Lu Ping and the others came from. When they came back, their faces were all pale. The timid ones had already hidden away, while the bold ones kept a considerable distance and watched the business.
Shougou had also returned to the center circle at this time and felt that the atmosphere was strange, but after seeing Sister Jin at a glance, he still got closer.
"Sister Jin," he called.
"Is An Cheng dead?" Sister Jin looked back at him and said casually.
The thin dog was startled, but he still answered honestly: "Dead."
Sister Jin smiled and stopped talking. Skinny Gou was stunned for a while before he understood what Sister Jin was thinking.
Sister Jin had already guessed that he would kill An Cheng because he was not strong. In that case, if he blackmailed An Cheng for a vote, wouldn't she worry about An Cheng's crazy revenge afterwards? So if he was left to deal with it, An Cheng would die, unless Shougou was a kind little angel with no greed, but if that was the case, how could he follow Sister Jin to watch the excitement of slaughtering fat sheep?
After understanding this, Shougou didn't feel ashamed at all. This was Baozhilin's survival rule. All moral good and evil are false, only banknotes are real. Thinking about it, Skinny Gou couldn't help but touch the banknote he got from An Cheng in his arms.
Fang Yizhu, who had been counting the magic weapons, finally straightened up and let out a long breath.
"There are ninety-one magic weapons in total, ten at level four, sixty-three at level three, and eighteen at level two. The specific grades and attributes..." Looking at the magic weapons all over the ground, Fang Yizhu was silent for a moment, and then He waved his hand and said: "You can see for yourself, I will quote you the total price."
Fang Yizhu was really not a qualified businessman, and he didn't even bother to introduce his own products.
Sister Jin didn't care about this, and always kept a smile and said: "You tell me."
"One million gold, that's it, no less." Fang Yizhu said.
"Deal." Sister Jin said simply.
