Heaven Awakening Path Chapter 843: A lot of money
What is the concept of eight thousand to ten thousand gold?
Gorge Peak Region, who lived in Lu Ping, earns 5 yuan for a householder's hard-earned year without any expenditure. In other words, if they do n’t eat or drink for 1600 years, they can buy such a soldier.
The fish head pickles that I ate in Yushi Street previously cost ten cents a bowl, which is considered a high-end diet in Yushi Street.
But in fact, one gold can be exchanged for ten silvers, and one silver can be exchanged for one hundred texts. Ten yuan out of Yushi Street, go to the average restaurant, probably only eat a bowl of the most common noodles, or five braised eggs.
This shows how high the price of Shenbing is.
Of course, these Lu Pings will not be counted. At this time, he has doubts and just looks at the other side in surprise. He certainly wouldn't believe the nonsense of Fang Yizhu, thinking that the other party was happy and silly.
But it really is.
Waiting for the first buyer with a strong mouth, no matter whether it is 8,000 or 10,000, the first time I feel is surprised. Not because it's expensive, nor because it's cheap. This price is almost equivalent to this magic soldier. Of course, Baozhilin is a special place. The price for selling things here is different from Treasure Pavillion or other markets. But this is not important, what is important is eight thousand gold to ten thousand gold. This price is reasonable and reliable for this Cangzi.
That's why he was surprised at the strong man who brought the **** soldiers to sell. It was a reasonable man to start a business? This quotation almost made everyone in Baozhi Forest feel ashamed. They are not so sincere in doing business here. For example, if he knows that he wants to buy this Cangzi, the price must be 15,000 to 20,000. If he is in a hurry, there must be someone daring to shout at 34,000.
In contrast, these people just marked the price after measuring the grade and strengthening effect of Cangzi. This is simply driving Treasure Pavillion to Baozhilin!
Is it really Treasure Pavillion?
This is suddenly a little stunned. There are a lot of magic soldiers in his hands. It is very reasonable for Jumbo to read this. And Treasure Pavillion's business today can not continue to open, had to bring the magic soldiers into the forest of treasures, it seems reasonable.
Now thinking wildly, Fang Yizhu said he was a little impatient.
"Brother, do you want to give me a word! This price is fair," Fang Yizhu said. He was a bit confident about the pricing. He is a good gambler. If he does not have the ability to measure value in one hand, how can he count the bet on the liquidation side?
"Yes! Of course!" This one returned to God, and hurriedly took the soldier from Fang Yizhu, and then took out a silver ticket from his arms, and slightly applied Soul Power, an eight thousand gold painting Just write it on the silver ticket.
"Sun Kee's ticket is the most reliable," he said, passing the silver ticket.
This kind of silver ticket is specially made by the banker and is aimed at different customers. The number of painting deposits is absolutely beyond the deposit amount of this person in the money bank. Only the person knows the method of painting deposits, and it is useless for others to take them. Where there is risk in trading such as Bao Zhi Lin, it must be a manual.
Fang Yizhu took the silver ticket. After looking at it, he nodded, and the first business was completed.
As for the one who got Cangzi, I was afraid that there would be a routine behind him, and then he flew away without looking back.
"I see, I said he was very happy." Fang Yizhu said to Lu Ping.
"Do you really don't know or don't know?" Moline came over and looked at Fang Yizhu with contempt. He sees the emotions of the people around him and knows in his heart. Knowing that they were all shocked by the strength of Lu Ping. The buyer was also dared not to buy it when asked directly by Lu Ping. These are not known by Lu Ping, or he does not care. As for Fang Yizhu, Maureen didn't believe he knew everything, so he was quite surprised by the behavior of Fang Yizhu.
"Hehe." Fang Yizhu smiled.
"It's a surprise, you haven't even made a high price without a fox and a tiger?" Morin said.
"How is that?" Fang Yizhu said, "I'm the merciful man chosen by Lao Guo!"
"You go." Moline scolded, feeling that sooner or later the ideals and stories of Gu Youdao would be corrupted in this person.
Fang Yizhu ignored him, turned around and continued to sell the magic soldiers: "Come, magic soldiers, the price is fair, the children are not bullying!"
People around me saw the former man who bought Cangzi at a fair price. He was a little surprised when he was surprised. After all, many of the soldiers who knew him were coveted. Whoever wants a voice has sounded before any of them.
"If I have everything, can I discount it?"
Sister Jin came out from behind the crowd, smiling, and came to Lu Ping and Fang Yizhu.
"The young lady on the tree can't see that she is a great master?" Fang Yizhu was amazed, but already recognized this as the one standing on the tree they had seen before.
"A rare opportunity is worth a thousand bucks." Sister Jin said.
"Okay, as long as you can get the money." Fang Yizhu is simply.
"You bid first." Sister Jin said.
"I'm sorry, some haven't looked carefully, let's take a little bit?" Fang Yizhu said.
"OK." Sister Jin stood aside and began to wait.
Wow!
Big strings of magic soldiers were all thrown to the ground. Fang Yizhu began to count one by one. Now everyone can see it clearly, aren't those **** ones the ones in Baozhi Forest?
Many of the people who sneaked away ran to Lu Ping to check the direction when they came. The timid has long been out of sight, and the daring has kept a considerable distance watching this business.
Skinny dog has returned to the middle circle at this time, feeling the strange atmosphere, but after seeing Sister Jin, he got together.
"Sister King," he cried.
"Is Ancheng dead?" Sister Jin glanced back at him, and threw out a sentence inadvertently.
The thin dog was startled, but still answered honestly: "Dead."
Sister Jin smiled, then stopped talking, and the thin dog walked for a while before she realized what Jin sister was thinking.
Sister Jin had already guessed that he would kill Ancheng because he was not strong. In that case, extorting Ancheng for a vote, would n’t he worry about Ancheng ’s crazy revenge afterwards? So let him deal with it, An Cheng will die, unless the thin dog is a kind little angel with no greed, but if that is the case, how can he follow Sister Jin to watch the fun of slaughtering the fat sheep?
Want to understand this, the thin dog doesn't feel ashamed at all, so Bao Zhilin's rule of survival is like this. All moral good and evil are false, only silver tickets are real. Thinking, the thin dog couldn't help but feel the silver ticket knocked from Ancheng in his arms.
Fang Yizhu, who has been counting the magic soldiers, finally straightened up and took a long breath.
"A total of ninety-one magic soldiers, four grades and ten, Third Level sixty-three, Second Level eighteen. Specific grades and attributes ..." Looking at the soldiers all over the land, Fang Yizhu was silent for a while, then waved "You see, I'll quote the total price."
Fang Yizhu is really not a qualified businessman, and he is too lazy to introduce his own products.
Sister Jin didn't care about this, and always kept smiling: "You say."
"One million gold, that's it, no less." Fang Yizhu said.
"The deal," Sister Jin said extremely simply.