Chapter 792 Zhao Ziwu

After arriving at the Jinyuan Chamber of Commerce, Shui Wuyan was very careful and did not forget to ask Zhang Yuanling about the recent situation of the Jinyuan Chamber of Commerce.

For example, who is the shopkeeper of this session of the Chamber of Commerce, the reputation of the Chamber of Commerce, the scale of business, etc., and asked a few questions.

After knowing the answer and knowing it in mind, he let Zhang Yuanling leave and completed this cooperation.

In order to take care of Chen Qingyun, whether Liu Zhilan and the others need to rest, Shui Wuyan asked before entering the Jinyuan Chamber of Commerce.

"Senior, next, do you want to go in and sit together, or find an inn to stay and rest first?"

Liu Zhilan listened to Chen Qingyun and looked at Chen Qingyun. Chen Qingyun said: "I'm here, let's go and see together."

"Okay."

After entering the Chamber of Commerce, Chen Qingyun glanced and saw that this Chamber of Commerce was very large, and the area of ​​the store inside was better than the Binhai Pavilion in Yishi Island.

At this time, there were dozens of wooden shelves in the store, with magic tools, materials, a small amount of talismans, etc. placed in order.

The sight swept over the wooden shelves where the magic tools were placed. There were not many magic tools, but they were all at least third-grade low-grade magic tools, and there were a few fourth-grade magic tools.

In terms of the supply, this place was far superior to Binhai Pavilion in terms of the supply of fourth-grade magic tools, and it was definitely not comparable to the Chen family's market shop.

It is worth mentioning that although there were not many magic tools on these wooden shelves, no more than twenty in total.

But looking at the scale of the wooden shelves, there was no place covered with dust.

This is enough to show that the third-grade magic tools here are not worried about sales at all, so that they can be sold out quickly after being put out, so there will not be too much backlog of goods.

On the contrary, those smaller shops used third-grade magic tools as their treasures to attract customers, but they sold them for more than ten or twenty years, but they still couldn't sell their treasures.

The fundamental reason for this is that the Purple Mansion cultivators are scarce, and low-level cultivators can't afford them and don't need them.

There was a young waiter arranged between every three wooden racks. When the waiter saw Chen Qingyun and his party enter the door, he immediately stepped forward to greet them warmly.

"Welcome, seniors. I wonder what spiritual objects you want to buy. All the third-level spiritual objects in our store are here."

The waiter observed Chen Qingyun's words and guessed that Chen Qingyun and his party were quite powerful, at least in the Purple Mansion Stage. He did not dare to neglect them at all and smiled.

Shui Wuyan looked at Chen Qingyun and asked in a voice transmission: "Senior, do you have anything you are interested in? Let's take a look first?"

Chen Qingyun said in a faint voice transmission: "Finish your business first."

"Yes."

After obtaining Chen Qingyun's permission, Shui Wuyan looked at the waiter and directly stated his purpose.

"I have a batch of materials I want to sell. The quantity involved is huge. Please summon your shopkeeper to make the decision."

"In addition, I have some private matters to discuss with your shopkeeper. Please inform him."

The waiter has been working here for more than ten years and is already experienced.

When he learned that he was going to meet his own shopkeeper, he saw at a glance that this was a big business and it was not something he could decide.

He immediately invited Chen Qingyun and others to wait in the private room, and he went to report.

"Please wait here, seniors. I will go to invite my shopkeeper."

During the waiting period, two maids served spiritual tea and snacks, and then quietly left the private room, bowed their heads and stood quietly at the door.

Wu Jianguo and Lin Yuanming were a little thirsty, and wanted to drink a few sips of the spiritual tea on the table.

But thinking that they should be on guard when they are out, they did not move.

After a while, an old man in yellow came to the private room and greeted them with a smile on his face.

"Fellow Taoists, I have been waiting for a long time. My surname is Zhao, and my name is Ziwu. I am the shopkeeper of this Jinyuan Chamber of Commerce."

After introducing himself, Zhao Ziwu looked at Chen Qingyun intentionally or unintentionally, and saw that the few people were led by Chen Qingyun, and asked with a smile.

"You all look very unfamiliar. I guess you are not from my Qiongzhou Islands, but from somewhere else?"

Lin Yuanming and his companions were all experienced people, so how could they not understand what the other party meant.

The meaning behind his words was clearly that he wanted to find out their background and see if they were qualified for him, the shopkeeper, to personally receive and cooperate with them.

Shui Wuyan kept a smile on his face, thinking of what he had learned from Zhang Yuanling before, and learned that Zhao Ziwu was the descendant of the ancestor's friend, so he asked directly.

"Daoyou Zhao, how is Senior Zhao Yongyu doing?"

When Zhao Ziwu heard someone mention his great-grandfather, his expression changed, and he asked with a little vigilance: "Daoyou, who is Zhao Yongyu?"

Shui Wuyan smiled slightly and said: "Daoyou, don't worry too much. I am the great-grandson of Baishui Shangren Shui Hongcheng, and the head of the Shui family of this generation, Shui Wuyan."

"Daoyou, do you still remember that I saw you here more than 430 years ago?"

"Baishui Shangren..."

Zhao Ziwu murmured, showing a thoughtful look, and soon his eyes brightened.

"Are you the great-grandson of Shui Hongcheng, the young man in green who came here with the head of the Shui family?"

Shui Wuyan nodded heavily in response.

"Yes!"

When the two old friends met again, they couldn't help but mention their ancestors.

In order to verify his identity, Shui Wuyan took out a jade Ruyi token and gave it to Zhao Ziwu.

Zhao Ziwu took the token, thought of his understanding of his grandfather, and identified the authenticity of the token, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It is indeed the descendant of Senior Baishui. I didn't expect that we can meet here again after more than 400 years."

Zhao Ziwu said.

The subsequent transaction was very smooth. When Zhao Ziwu learned that he was going to sell topaz, he readily agreed and called a middle-aged female cultivator.

"This is my fellow senior sister, a third-level weapon refiner. She is responsible for the recycling of magic tools and the purchase of materials in this shop."

"Bring out all the topaz you want to sell. We will definitely give you the most fair price."

The middle-aged female cultivator's name is Tian Xiufen. She has reached the peak of the Purple Mansion and is proficient in the identification of many weapon refining materials.

It is fairest for Shui Wuyan and others to let her identify the value of topaz.

Since topaz is to be sold, it is naturally impossible to sell it in dozens or hundreds of pieces.

After coming here once, it must be sold in large quantities.

Considering safety and having a good impression of the Jinyuan Chamber of Commerce, Shui Wuyan took the lead in taking out a second-level storage bag.

The topaz loaded in the bag totaled 10,000 pieces. From the market price, it can be sold for 20 to 40 spirit stones per piece.

Tian Xiufen looked surprised when she saw so many topaz stones. She looked up and looked at Shui Wuyan again. After a while, she nodded.

"The item is fine. You can make an offer."

The transaction started. To ensure that there were no omissions, Zhao Ziwu also began to count the number of topaz stones.