Manager Wen thought he was a good planner.
But I don’t know.
There are no records of the magic radish used to refine the Restoring Spirit Soup in Mangzhou or even in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. However, this spiritual herb was picked by Uncle Qi in the desert.
Therefore.
Fu Yuan Ling Tang is for Fu Shiyi.
It is a monopolistic business.
Fu Shiyi was confident and said with a smile: "Sir, the bottle of spiritual soup you are holding is equivalent to the content of a second-grade high-grade elixir. What do you think of the price?"
Manager Wen waved his hand grandly: "Then the price will be the price of Zengyuan Dan."
In the city.
One Yuan-Zeng Dan sells for two hundred spirit stones.
Fu Shiyi had a smile on his face.
She has a total of twenty bottles of Restoration Spirit Decoction in her hand.
This way.
This batch of spiritual soup can account for four thousand spiritual stones in one go.
For Fu Shiyi, this was a huge sum of money.
But Steward Wen accepted them all without even frowning. Just as Steward Wen was about to take out the spirit stones, Fu Shiyi stopped him:
"Sir, I don't want the spirit stone."
"I would like to exchange it for a third-level fire-attributed flying sword weapon from you. Is it convenient?"
Manager Wen is in charge of the General Affairs Hall of Lanyi Division.
Business was also done during the twelve-mile journey to and from the jurisdiction.
He nodded.
One shot storage bag.
Suddenly five wooden boxes appeared on the table.
He flicked his index finger.
Suddenly the wooden box closest to him was revealed.
A flying sword is revealed.
The flying sword shines with red aura, but is only half a foot long:
"This flying sword is called the Rainbow Demon. It is made from the backbone of Hongmi, a late-stage third-order demon beast. It contains Hongmi's natal Explosive Flame Technique. When activated, its power is no less than that of the third-order Explosive Talisman. The price is six thousand spirit stones.”
The "Rainbow Demon" engraved on the flying sword is very delicate.
At first glance, it looks like it is used by female nuns.
Fu Shiyi ruled it out first.
When Manager Wen saw that Fu Shiyi looked down on him, he flicked his index finger.
The next wooden box slowly opened:
"The name of this sword is Aoyun. It is a third-level top-grade sword. It comes from the Qin family in Gaoshan County. It is made of red obsidian and fine iron and was crafted by a third-level weapon refiner in 7,749 days. It is indestructible and is a sharp weapon that is not inferior to a magic weapon. It is difficult to cause damage to it, and the price is seven thousand five hundred spirit stones."
Seven thousand five hundred spirit stones? !
My dear, Fu Shiyi felt pity in his heart.
It is true that the sword is a good sword, but the price is too high.
Fu Shiyi glanced reluctantly and looked at the next wooden box.
But Manager Wen's eyes flashed and he continued to introduce:
"The two flying swords below are both made by the disciples of Master Yunzhen in Mangzhou. Master Yunzhen is our number one weapon refiner in Mangzhou, so the quality of these flying swords is of course... .....Both of them are third-level top-grade ones. The first one is inlaid with a fire spirit bead, so it sells for 8,900, which is five hundred spirit stones more expensive than the other one."
This flying sword.
The price per handful is higher than the price per handful!
How can she afford it?
Fu Shiyi swallowed hard.
He said somewhat awkwardly:
"Manager Wen, I am short of money and just want to exchange the four thousand spirit stones I bought for the Restoration Spirit Soup for a flying sword of comparable price. Do you have a more suitable one?"
"Just some."
Manager Wen glanced at Fu Shiyi.
There is some hope in my heart.
He did have a lot of flying swords with more than 4,000 in his hand. The reason why he took out these five was to test whether the Fu family really found any treasures from Qinhuai.
But now it seems.
But he overestimated.
Manager Wen rolled up his sleeves, and the five wooden boxes on the table disappeared instantly. In a flash of sunlight, there were a dozen new wooden boxes on the table.
Wen Guanshi flicked his index finger repeatedly.
With a "bang bang bang" sound, the lids of more than a dozen wooden boxes were opened.
"Chang Fu, the price of these flying swords is less than 6,000 spirit stones. You pick them first and let me know which one you like."
Finished.
Manager Wen picked up the Wu Ling tea and tasted it carefully.
Obviously the other party didn't want to waste any more time.
Fu Shiyi didn't care, and looked at each flying sword carefully with relish, and finally selected a flying sword with a dark color and a crooked shape:
"Sir, how much does this flying sword cost?"
Manager Wen glanced at the flying sword and was surprised.
Then he smiled and said:
"Chang Fu, you have a good sense."
"This flying sword is made of fourth-grade low-grade flame wood. The weapon refiner who refined this flying sword was a casual cultivator and did not know the grade of flame wood. After he died of illness, his grandson took it When they came to Lanyi Si Dian to sell it, the connoisseur discovered that they overused the materials and used them poorly. Even though the wood was already in the boat, they couldn't decompose the flame wood."
"So this flying sword is only the middle grade of the third level."
"The price is 5,990 spirit stones."
Level 4 materials.
Those can all be used to refine magic weapons.
The price is not expensive.
But Fu Shiyi couldn't afford it. Now she didn't even have a single spirit stone left in her bag. Fortunately, she had other preparations. Fu Shiyi smiled and said:
"Sir, I want this flying sword!"
"Um."
Manager Wen nodded lightly.
With a wave of his sleeve, the wooden box on the tabletop disappeared, leaving only the one that Fu Shiyi was interested in.
Fu Shixi took out the twenty bottles of Restoration Spirit Soup from the storage bag and placed it on the table. Waiting for Manager Wen to check them one by one, and after accepting them, he took out another wooden box and handed it to him:
"Sir, do you recognize the spiritual grass here?"
In a wooden box.
It is a three-inch tall spiritual grass.
The leaves of Lingcao are oval in shape but almost transparent.
Look at the aura.
It’s just a first-order spiritual grass.
Although Manager Wen couldn't name him, such low-priced spiritual herbs had no effect on him. He looked at Fu Shiyi doubtfully:
"Chang Fu, does this spiritual grass contain any stories?"
Fu Shiyi nodded with a smile.
But he didn’t say much.
Instead, he took out another wooden box.
This time, the wooden box contained a grey-looking spiritual grass. As soon as the box was opened, an evil spirit immediately overflowed.
This grass.
Manager Wen is naturally familiar with it.
It is the strange grass that has caused countless headaches to pioneers.
Manager Wen's mind turned around and he suddenly thought of a possibility. He suddenly stood up, his breathing became heavy, and he stared at Fu Shiyi.
Fu Shiyi didn't beat around the bush either.
Directly:
"Sir, the transparent spiritual grass in your hand is the purified Puppet Grass! As you can see, we have found a way to completely remove the Puppet Grass."
"Really?!" Manager Wen's voice was so excited that he almost broke his voice when he shouted these two words.
"Of course I can't lie! How dare I make such a joke with you, sir." Fu Shiyi stood up and said, "Sir, come with me and you will know at a glance."
"Lead the way quickly!!"
Manager Wen's eyes sparkled.
The bodies that followed Fu Shiyi were trembling with excitement.
Wu Kui, who was standing outside the door, was stunned for a long time when he saw this. It was rare for his family to behave so abnormally, so he couldn't help but follow him.
