Chapter 445 Can you cover the bottom?
Bai Suzhen did not respond to Su Jingzhe's inquiry.
Su Jingzhe said: ""
Gan!
“I wonder how much these items at your friend’s stall cost?”
Su Jingzhe glanced at these things again.
Still didn't see anything useful to him.
His eyes focused on the jade bottle and the rusty sword.
In his opinion, maybe there is a mystery hidden in the jade bottle.
Or maybe the rusty sword looks tattered, but is actually a peerless weapon that has never been consecrated?
"I wonder which item you are interested in?"
Su Jingzhe was the first person to ask about the price, so the old guy was naturally very excited.
Su Jingzhe pointed to the jade bottle: "What is in this bottle?"
"This is a blind bottle. If fellow Taoists are interested, you only need to buy it back and you will naturally see the results after opening it.
As for this blind bottle, it's not expensive, just fifty yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones.
Or barter for items of equal value. "The old man said with a smile.
Hearing this, Su Jingzhe's eyelids twitched.
Blind bottle? Blind box?
He didn't expect that such a trick would be practiced in the world of immortal cultivation.
Fifty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to five pieces of low-grade spiritual stones.
Two months ago, this was a huge sum of money for Su Jingzhe.
Now it's just a drizzle.
And if you spend five thousand pieces of low-grade spiritual stones to buy such a blind bottle, the contents inside may not even be worth five pieces of low-grade spiritual stones.
"Can the contents in the bottle match this value?" Su Jingzhe asked subconsciously.
The old man smiled wretchedly again: "As the saying goes, blind bottles all depend on luck.
If you are lucky, you will get great value for money, but if you are not lucky, you will naturally suffer losses.
Don’t fellow Taoists still believe in their own luck? "
Su Jingzhe couldn't help but curse, this blind bottle was obviously installed by the old guy himself.
As a seller, you are considered a ghost if you can do business at a loss.
He remained calm: "What is the price of this iron sword?"
His eyes fell on the rusty sword.
"Fellow Taoist is indeed a man who knows the goods. Although this iron sword is rusty and looks ugly, it is actually an ancient weapon.
It's not expensive at all, just one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones. "
Su Jingzhe's eyelids twitched again.
He could see that this old guy was here to fish and kill the big fish.
If Bai Suzhen hadn't guided him here, he would have turned around and left.
"OK!
Fellow Taoist, please calculate the price of all the items in your stall.
I got it all covered. "
Since Bai Suzhen didn't respond, it would be no problem to buy them all.
With his current net worth, he can still afford these gadgets even if he doesn't negotiate the price at all.
No one visited this stall yet, and Su Jingzhe didn't want to quarrel with this old guy.
As soon as his words came out, a gleam suddenly burst out in the old man's eyes.
"Is this true?"
Su Jingzhe said: "Fellow Taoist, please do the math, we monks do not deceive monks.
And it should be the fate between you and your Taoist friends. "
Hearing this, the wretched old man smiled again on his face, and then he spoke directly.
"There are a total of five items on Pindao's stall, and I originally planned to sell them for a total of 530 yuan of medium-grade spiritual stones, but I fell in love with my fellow Taoist at first sight.
Just accept five hundred pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones from fellow Taoists.
It would be better if there are items of equal value to barter for. "
When the old guy said this, he rubbed his hands excitedly.
Five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones are 50,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
In the realm of Qingzhou, this is not a small sum of money even for a Golden Core cultivator.
The key is that anyone looking at the five items on his stall would just think they were a pile of junk.
Whoever buys it must be a pure injustice, right?
"Farewell!"
Su Jingzhe was stunned for a moment, then turned and left.
It's not that he can't afford these five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones.
Any bottle of super-quality Poerdan in his storage ring would cost far more than this price.
But this kind of behavior is really unfair.
He knew that many people were paying attention to him at this time.
If you really spend five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones to buy this pile of junk, it will definitely arouse others' suspicion.
There will definitely be many people coming to cause damage.
And the wretched old guy in front of him didn't look like a good person. If Su Jingzhe really gave money generously, it might not be impossible for him to raise the price on the ground.
He could also see that this old guy really wanted to get rid of these things.
Sometimes retreat is the way to advance, and it is applicable everywhere.
Besides, no one else has visited this old guy's stall except Su.
"No, no!"
Seeing this scene, just as Su Jingzhe thought, the old guy suddenly became anxious.
"Fellow Taoist, the price is easy to discuss.
I bid, you can make a counteroffer!
Isn’t this what buying and selling is all about? "
As soon as these words came out, Su Jingzhe was happy.
"One hundred middle-grade spiritual stones!"
This is bargaining.
And in everyone's opinion, this pile of junk should not be worth less than one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones.
The price Su Jingzhe gave is quite good.
For ordinary monks, the most used low-grade spiritual stones are the low-grade spiritual stones. One hundred medium-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
"How about some more, fellow Taoist?
You and I each take a step back, how about two hundred middle-grade spiritual stones? "
Su Jingzhe cut it into one-fifth with this knife, which the old man could not accept.
"Yes!
Deal!"
After saying this, Su Jingzhe did not say anything more.
Although two hundred middle-grade spirit stones were still a high price, Su Jingzhe did not want to bargain any more.
At this time, he did not intend to barter, just spirit stones, he still had a lot of them.
Su Jingzhe directly put 20,000 low-grade spirit stones in a storage bag and threw it to the old man.
The latter did not hesitate.
He directly wrapped all the items with the cloth for stalls.
He took Su Jingzhe's storage bag and wanted to hand over the things.
At this time, a discordant voice suddenly sounded in the field.
"Wait a minute!
Your things, five hundred middle-grade spirit stones, I want the original price!"
Su Jingzhe frowned instantly.
What he was worried about finally happened.
Since entering this market, countless eyes have been on them.
He knew that countless people wanted to find fault, but they had never found a suitable opportunity.
And now, his seemingly outrageous transaction finally gave these people an opportunity to operate.
Hearing this, the wretched old man showed a hint of hesitation on his face, and looked in the direction of the voice.
It was a young man in luxurious clothes, followed by two old men.
With such style, he was obviously a rich young man from a top power.
When he came over, his eyes first glanced at Xue Ning next to Su Jingzhe.
Then he smiled at the wretched old man in front of him.
"Since ancient times, the highest bidder wins in transactions. I will offer 500 medium-grade spirit stones.
How to choose, fellow Daoist should know?"
After hearing this, the wretched old man directly collected the five items.
He looked at the two parties in front of him quietly.
He did not show any panic.
He looked like he was watching a tiger fight from a mountain.
"The deal has not been concluded yet, and I dare not offend anyone. Please discuss it and decide who will conclude the deal with me."
The smile on the old man's face became more vulgar.
His attitude was much more humble.
But there was a hint of expectation in the depths of his eyes.
As if he wanted to see Su Jingzhe and the rich young man in front of him have a big fight.
"What bad luck."
Su Jingzhe cursed inwardly.
It seems unlikely that he can return to the resting place smoothly today.
He turned around and looked at the first troublemaker: "Who are you? Su and you have no grudges, right?"
Of course he knew that this guy came here to make trouble, and his target was Xue Ning.
But he still asked deliberately.
"I am Zhou Xian, from the Zhou family of Holy City.
I have no grudge against fellow Daoist Su, but we both like the things on his stall.
I think there is no such thing as forced buying and selling in business, right?
We both like the same things, so we can only go by the highest bidder."
When he spoke, Zhou Xian still had a warm smile on his face.
This was just a lie.
When Su Jingzhe decided to buy those things, Zhou Xian and everyone else who was paying attention to Su Jingzhe naturally saw it.
Everyone thought it was a pile of junk.
But Su Jingzhe was willing to spend two hundred middle-grade spirit stones to buy this nemesis, so there must be something strange.
If there is really something Su Jingzhe needs.
Then they must intervene.
And when Zhou Xian just revealed his family background, Su Jingzhe sneered in his heart.
It would be better to say that the Zhou family of Holy City is the Linjiang branch of the Evil Moon Sect.
Zou Zeyu's Longyan branch is located in the territory of Holy City.
When Zou Zeyu was just established, in addition to offending Xiaoyao Sect to death, he also annexed and cooperated with these top forces crazily.
The Zhou family was one of them!
Even the Zhou family was the first force to choose to cooperate with the Longyan branch.
When the Qingzhou situation was turbulent due to the return of the Xieyue Sect, the Zhou family chose to stand in advance.
Without thinking carefully, Su Jingzhe also knew that the Zhou family was just a pathfinder for the Longyan branch.
It was also the pioneer of all forces that wanted to get Xue Ning.
So when Zhou Xian stood up, they immediately became the center of the entire Free Market.
But the most excited person at this time was Shen Yifeng.
"Can't you bear it after all?
The Zhou family is heavy enough."
Shen Yifeng muttered in his heart.
At this time, Su Jingzhe looked at Shen Yifeng.
"Can you cover the bottom?"
