Ask the Mirror Chapter 18: On fragrance

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Forty thousand dragon palace shells. Under normal circumstances, the Ruyi money that Yu Ci is familiar with can probably be exchanged one-to-one. If it is more intuitive, it is a high-grade magic weapon that has sixty levels of sacrifice and reaches ten heavens. ; To further clarify, it is the main battle weapon owned by monk Buxu!

Yu Ci began to understand what Wan Quan once reminded him of "a little taller".

Even if this Miaodong True Fragrance is one of the "Eight True Fragrances", asking such a price for a wonderful product that cleanses the soul and worships the gods is too much.

This is the disadvantage of purchasing. In the Northern Wasteland, there is no such thing as fair sales. Since you are in urgent need of this thing, I will seize on your weakness and ask for a high price. I will kill you with a knife, and I am not afraid that you will not agree.

Intermediaries like Sanjiafang, who are in the middle of the draw, also encourage this, that is, Wanquan is too weak compared to him, otherwise this person will definitely have to draw another sum, and the cost will only be higher.

Yu Ci made a rough estimate and asked for 40,000 Longgong shells. If he really got it, the price would have to go up by 10%.

He has been hunting in the Sky Rift Valley for two years, and after selling the beast bone demon elixir, it only cost 60,000 to 70,000 yuan. During this time, he lived in the "Bai Zhuan Villa", and his expenses were very high, but he had nothing. With a stable income, at this rate, after buying Miaodong Zhenxiang, he can probably sleep on the street.

Everything will be successful if you are prepared, otherwise it will be ruined.

Yu Ci couldn't help but sigh, the Miaodong Zhenxiang contained in these materials was an out-and-out consumable. It was used every time the altar was opened. It was by no means a one-time solution. One could imagine how stretched it would be in the future. He couldn't help but think that if he were still in the Lichen Sect, even if he needed to exchange business, he would never be in such a state of embarrassment.

Is this the difficulty of being a casual cultivator?

Of course, no matter what, he will never miss the resources if they are first. The question is: what to do?

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Early the next morning, Yu Ci called Shang Wanquan, and they went to Sanjiafang together. The person who received them was Manager Wen. This Futai manager was quite decent in dealing with others, especially when he saw Yu Ci, the sponsor, coming over, his smile was very warm.

At this time, Yu Ci would never show any impatience. On the contrary, he and Manager Wen chatted for a quarter of an hour before getting to the point unhurriedly: "The wonderful cave informed by your company is so fragrant. Is it just imported? ”

This was a question knowingly, and Manager Wen responded with a smile: "It was another customer who saw the guest's request to stay with me, and happened to have the goods in hand, so he came to the door. I was just a man, ha, But he stole Xiaowan’s business!”

Wanquan smiled next to him, and the atmosphere seemed more relaxed, but then Wanquan winked at Yu Ci.

According to the previous agreement, Wanquan means "can talk". Yu Ci understood the idea, and immediately with a straight face, she said with a sneer: "I guess the price was not set by your house. I am by no means stingy in my work, but I am not taking advantage of someone. The price of 40,000 yuan is also due to what the person said. Exit! ”

Since Sanjiafang's involvement was not deep, Manager Wen was happy to be a good person on both sides and just smiled and said: "In business, doing business is nothing more than asking for a high price and paying back the money on the ground. If the distinguished guest does not like the price, Can we talk again?"

"Interview?"

"It's okay to have an interview. Mr. Changhua is also a well-known figure in Qianba City. If we communicate more fully, everyone can always be happy."

Manager Wen had anticipated this situation, had done his homework in advance, and made the arrangements in an orderly manner. He also revealed some innocuous information to Yu Ci, which was considered a favor.

Yu Ci was still confused, but Wanquan was a little surprised: "Which one? Jin Changhua?"

After a while, Yu Ci saw Mr. Changhua.

In Beihuang, a country that likes to call people nicknames, if you call a person "Sir", you can imagine the image of that person. This is indeed the case for Jin Changhua. He is of medium height, has a rather upright face, and has three long beards, which makes him somewhat elegant. But being able to kill such a vicious sword, Yu Ci would not be fooled by its image. Moreover, I had learned about this person's temperament and reputation from Wanquan before, so I knew it well.

It is the first time that Yu Ci has seen the real fragrance of Miaodong. At first glance, it looks similar to the incense incense in ordinary Taoist temples. They are all wrapped in bright yellow talisman paper and tied into a bunch. It's just that the color is a little bluish, and even if it's placed immobile, a layer of spiritual light can still be seen shining, which is definitely an extraordinary thing.

Miaodong Zhenxiang is not a natural spice, but is made according to a special formula through a series of blending and processing. The procedures are complicated, especially the refining of magic tools. It is true that it is precious, but how? It's not as outrageous as having 40,000 dragon palace shells.

Jin Changhua took out two bunches in total, about a kilogram of spices. If the deal was completed, it would be enough for Yu Ci to use for a year or two. Each other understood what they were thinking, and no one had any intention of making friends, so they got straight to the point.

"Forty thousand dragon palace shells, a real number! Or, it is a defensive weapon that can be sacrificed to the tenth level of heaven or above." Jin Changhua looked very sure, and his tone was firm, as if there was no room for bargaining.

But since he was willing to show up, he would not really be invulnerable. Yu Ci glanced at him and said nothing. He only took out a stick from the well-bandaged incense stick and crushed its front end with a little force.

Seeing his action, Jin Changhua frowned, and then relaxed. He was selling it anyway. If it was sold, he wouldn't feel sad. If he couldn't sell it, he would just ask this person for compensation. He wanted to see what this young man was up to.

Yu Ci went step by step in an orderly manner. He first pinched some powder, put it to his nose and sniffed it to identify the aroma, which was what it should be. But then, his behavior was a little weird. He flew out a spark with a snap of his finger and ignited the powder scattered on the table. The blue-white flame went out in a flash. Most of the spice powder was burned away, leaving behind a small ring of of ashes.

This wasn’t the end yet. Yu Ci lit the remaining half of the incense stick, held it in his hand, and made a seal. Looking at the flickering fire above, he slowly adjusted his breathing. Strangely enough, The flickering of the incense was slowly affected by it, and the frequency of flickering was exactly the same as the rhythm of Yu Ci's breathing.

Seeing that Yu Ci had made so many preparations, and that everyone seemed to have a background, Jin Changhua finally couldn't sit still. He unconsciously changed his sitting position, staring at the half of the incense in Yu Ci's hand.

Yu Ci finally did not play any more tricks. After less than a quarter of an hour, he flicked out the incense and began to shake his head: "Not to mention the price, but the origin of this spice. Isn't it right?"

When Jin Changhua heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but laugh: "It's ridiculous to think about this in Sanjiafang... Hey, it seems you don't want to do this deal, so that's fine!"

He stretched out his hand to take back the two bunches of incense on the table. As for the one he had already pulled out, he would not be polite and said solemnly: "Brother, please let me run away in vain. We don't care about it for the time being, but the smoke The incense stick that comes out will be compensated according to the price!”

Jin Changhua is a true Dan-returning cultivator. When he gets angry, Wan Quan next to him has difficulty breathing. Yu Ci was quite calm. He rested his elbows on the edge of the table, crossed his fingers, and responded with a smile:

"To know the true fragrance of this wonderful cave, in addition to the important formula, there are also ascetic practitioners who nourish and purify it with pure power. Only in this way can impurities be removed and spiritual responses can be obtained. Such a wonderful cave is truly fragrant. , it is a supreme product... When Taoist friends first got this incense, they were too hasty."

He pointed to the embers of the incense stick on the table, shook his head and said: "The impurities have not been removed, and the spiritual response is intermittent. This should be due to interruption by external forces during the process of warming and curing by Gangli, resulting in such a semi-finished product. . And..."

"And?"

Wan Quan is the one who speaks. He is here to praise Yu Ci and sing along, so there is a tacit understanding.

"And the storage at the back is not very good. The real fragrance of Miaodong contains fresh air and emits spiritual light. It is best to seal it when storing, otherwise the spiritual effect will be greatly reduced. Now this fragrance is 'unpure', and it is used to attract the soul and calm the mind. , the effect is still there, but if I use it to worship God, I don’t know whether it is praying for blessings or bringing disaster.”

Jin Chang froze on the spot.

He stood up and made a gesture, which was just a gesture. Who would have thought that Yu Ci could get so much information from a stick of incense. Although it may not be all correct, it was only seven or eight points, which already shocked his heart. It's speechless.

At the same time, he also knows that this is the other party's bargaining method, but how to deal with it really takes a lot of thought.

"Young people are very knowledgeable about spices?"

Suddenly a voice broke in, hoarse and unpleasant. When the sound rang out, the one who reacted the fastest was actually Manager Wen. He was watching the excitement from the side, but when he heard the sound, he jumped up, took a few steps to catch up, and made a support gesture:

"Oh, Mr. Zhang is coming, why didn't you let me know? Xiao Wen, I can go and greet him!"

At the door was an old man in black robes. He was thin and decrepit. He seemed to be prone to collapse in the wind. He shook his head and refused Manager Wen's suggestion to sit down. He nodded to Yu Ci and said, "I just felt someone here with a Come and take a look at the magic of praying. Young people are right. There is nothing trivial about worshiping God. However, it is not a correct attitude to care too much about blessings and misfortunes..."

Yu Ci also stood up, not knowing what expression to put on. The person who came in was none other than the old spirit witch he was quite afraid of. Hasn't this person left after all these days?

He couldn't help but regret a little. These things he learned and sold now were actually quite sensitive. If the old man found out about them, it would be really self-defeating.

However, the old man didn't seem to be thinking about anything else. At this time, Manager Wen wanted to invite the old man to sit down, but was rejected. His cloudy eyes swept over the Miaodong Zhenxiang area on the table, and his dry mouth opened: "Now that you are here, , I want to enjoy the autumn breeze, this wonderful cave is so fragrant, how about sharing it with me? No need to use more, just one stick is enough!"