Chapter 40 Profiteer, Flanders

Come here, the wind has been blowing for so long, why don't you go in and see what's going on.

The shop owner who dared to display such a brand of shop arrogantly should have some ink, otherwise Wuhundian would have sealed it long ago.

Ning Rongrong and the three of them walked into the store together.

As soon as he entered the store, Dugu Yan's eyes twitched.

"Rongrong, is there anyone doing business like this? This must not go bankrupt!"

The space in the store is not large, there is no counter, and apart from the antique-looking items hanging on the wall, that's basically it.

Moreover, it is just like an antique and does not seem to be valuable at first glance.

"Maybe the shop owner is a decent person." Ning Rongrong shrugged.

In fact, Ning Rongrong guessed the name of the store when he saw the sign outside the door, and was completely sure after entering.

Because in the opposite corner, a man who looked to be in his fifties was lying on a rocking chair with his eyes closed, looking quite comfortable.

He doesn't look like a store owner who cares about whether he can sell things in his store.

With a pointed chin, a face as flat as the floor, and a slightly raised aquiline nose, he always exudes the temperament of a profiteer.

No need to think too much, this person is the dean of Shrek Academy, Level 78 Soul Saint Flanders.

"Rongrong, did you find what you need?"

Dugu Bo glanced at the store, and based on his experience, he could tell that most of the gadgets hanging on the wall were soul tools, or backward products that could not keep up with the times.

In addition, there are also things that look like ores, piled together with some unknown objects.

However, Ning Rongrong is the expert when it comes to treasure appraisal.

The reason why the Qibao Glazed Sect is so rich is because of the special nature of the Qibao Glazed Pagoda.

But now, after advancing to the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit, Ning Rongrong's treasure appraisal ability has been improved to another level.

Ning Rongrong wandered quietly in the room several times and put the two hanging soul guides in his hands.

Then, he came to the "bad crystal" that would be bought by Tang San in the future and put it in his hand.

"Boss, please help me calculate how much it will cost for these three," Ning Rongrong said calmly.

"Three thousand gold soul coins." A lazy and magnetic voice came. He was half asleep and half awake, and he just looked up.

"Okay." Ning Rongrong took out a bag of gold soul coins from the soul guide and prepared to pay.

"Not enough." The lazy voice became hoarse, "I mean one thousand gold soul coins each."

"You are robbing money, profiteer!" Before Ning Rongrong could say anything, Dugu Yan beside him finally couldn't help it anymore, "Forget about one thousand gold soul coins, do you think money is worth it for each thousand gold soul coins?"

"One gold soul coin is enough for an ordinary family of three to live for a year. The black market in Tiandou Imperial Capital is not as dark as yours!"

"If you want it, leave if you don't want it. Don't stop me from doing business." Flanders waved his wrist as if to shoo away flies.

"Profiteer, you're selling a hammer business!" Dugu Yan almost yelled, do you really think the three of them were taken advantage of?

Dugu Bo, who was standing behind Dugu Yan, also frowned slightly, but seeing that Ning Rongrong did not give any instructions, he just watched silently.

"Okay." After saying that, Ning Rongrong took out two more bags of gold soul coins.

"Wait a minute, don't be deceived by this profiteer." Seeing Ning Rongrong's completely wasteful behavior, Dugu Yan was a little anxious.

Has this eldest lady never been outside, or has she never seen prices?

It’s clear that this shop owner wants to kill us three as fat sheep.

"Sister Yanyan, don't worry, I believe the shop owner is a decent person." Ning Rongrong said, turning to Flanders who was no longer sleepy, and said,

"There are one thousand gold soul coins in each bag, three thousand in total. If you don't believe it, you can do the math. I took the things."

Putting the gold soul coin on the table, Ning Rongrong signaled Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan to leave.

Dugu Yan wanted to say something, but saw Dugu Bo shaking his head.

"etc!"

Flender stood up from his seat, "Please put your things down, I won't sell them anymore!"

"Unless you give me three thousand gold soul coins for each item."

Ning Rongrong turned around and raised the corner of her mouth: "You pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. Do you want to regret it?"

"The transaction is not considered successful until you walk out of the store," Vlad said.

But I was thinking in my heart.

The last time, this is the last time.

Stop after you finish this job.

Soul Saint's eyesight can naturally tell that the three of them are either rich or noble.

However, I am a level 78 soul saint, what should I be afraid of?

Which Soul Douluo or Titled Douluo would come to him all over the world for a mere few thousand gold soul coins?

If it was lower than Contra, would Flanders be afraid?

For Shrek, he can only make a decision that goes against his ancestors.

Even if the act of selling something is disgraceful, it’s not considered extortion!

As long as the three of them don't buy, he has some bottom line and won't go after them to grab money, so this is a big gamble, yes, it is a big gamble.

However, when he saw the smile on the lips of the little brown-haired girl who seemed to be in position C, his heart suddenly thumped.

No, it might be over!

"Look what this is?"

There was a palm-sized crystal ball-shaped soul guide in Ning Rongrong's palm.

"Although it's not popular, the shop owner should know about it, right?"

Sure enough, the moment he saw the crystal ball, Flender's expression changed drastically.

Ning Rongrong smiled and said, "The scene just now has been recorded. You might as well outline in your mind what you will do next."

"Mr. Flender, you don't want to either..."

"Little girl, do you know who I am?" Flanders stood up slowly, with a low voice, "Put down the soul guide that records the video. I will let you take the things away, otherwise..."

As he said that, soul rings began to rise one by one under Flanders' feet.

First there were two hundred-year-old yellow soul rings, then two purple soul rings, and finally three ten-thousand-year-old soul rings floating as black as ink.

"What, you are actually the Soul Sage?" Ning Rongrong was surprised, "How is it possible? In my impression, the Soul Sage should be a hero with unparalleled strength and arrogance. How could he be such an extremely cunning and profiteer?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Ning Rongrong subconsciously took two steps back.

Ning Rongrong's behavior made Dugu Yan on the side see black lines all over his head.

Good guy, is Ning Rongrong’s acting skills so good? If you didn't know the details, you really wouldn't be able to tell that it was an act.

None of the eighty-odd Soul Saints and a dozen Soul Douluo of Qibao Glazed Sect saw you with such an exaggerated expression when you asked them to do something, and they were all talking eloquently.

Vlad always felt that something was wrong, but he continued: "Little girl, if you know you are wrong, just put down the imaging soul guide. I am not an unreasonable person."

"Since you lose one move in chess, I won't increase the price of the things you buy."

"Really...Thank you very much." Ning Rongrong put away the exaggerated expression on her face and became serious.

"What?"

Before Flanders could react, he continued to ask.

A cold snort sounded.

Flanders suddenly felt dizzy, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He finally confirmed that he had kicked the iron plate, and looked at the green-haired old man standing behind Ning Rongrong and Dugu Yan in shock.

"...Seal, title Douluo!"