The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 27: Men Ke Luo Sparrow
"Everyone, I don't read much, so the word "next" is pronounced, right?"
"Boss Zhang, did you make a mistake?"
A group of monks looked at Zhang Ye as if they had lost their souls.
"Ten pieces of high-grade spirit stones are charged on a pay-per-use basis. There is nothing wrong." Zhang Ye affirmed.
Although I knew this was the result for a long time, but from Zhang Ye's mouth, the monks actually felt like crying.
Someone was unwilling to ask: "Boss Zhang, is it also ten high-grade spirit stones to repair a low-grade flying sword?"
"How about refining?"
"All." Zhang Ye nodded.
Somehow, many cultivators who were distraught in grief became angry again at this moment. It only needed a hundred low-grade spirit stones to repair the flying sword. Why has it become a sky-high price now?
, especially those monks who have been waiting in line for several days for refining, their eyes spit fire, and they shouted: "Zhang Ye, you didn't have a son."
"Everyone united to protest the unreasonable charges of iron cock!"
"Obviously it is the same refinement and repair, why should the price increase?"
The monks no longer scolded and scolded very badly. I hope Zhang Ye can give a reasonable explanation, but Zhang Ye is too lazy to explain something: "Go out and turn left, walk slowly and not send."
A group of monks jumped with anger: "Iron rooster, I'm going to chop you off!"
"Take down the profiteers and pay back my hard-earned money!"
The monks have long been uncomfortable with Zhang Ye's pretense, but they had asked Zhang Ye before, so they were patient. Now they think that they can’t afford to consume them anyway.
The monks rallied and attacked. Of course, they did not dare to use spiritual power, otherwise they would violate the rules of Lingtai Town, but so many people can beat Zhang Ye out of the sky with physical strength.
Han Ling'er, who has not spoken, saw that everyone was about to beat Zhang Ye, immediately stepped forward and stood with a sword: "Don’t do anything wrong!"
Everyone is still a little in awe of Han Ling'er, but they just said angrily: "Sister Ling'er, you are still helping this profiteer, do you think he will give you five middle-grade spirit stones a month for the benefit?"
"The wool comes out of the sheep, that's our hard-earned money!"
Han Ling'er didn't know why Zhang Ye suddenly increased the price, and the price rose to a sky high, but regardless of the reason, since she became a clerk, she was obliged to protect Zhang Ye.
The monks saw that Han Ling'er was unmoved, and their words became even more ugly: "Sister Ling'er, let's call you a senior sister. I never wanted to be bought by five spirit stones. Your conscience is sorry. Go?"
"Worry, adulterer**, he must have done bad things secretly!"
"Come on, the head of Junior Brother’s Xiangshang is here, Senior Sister, you have the ability to get it!"
The monks were filled with righteous indignation. Although they didn't dare to do anything to Han Ling'er, they were not afraid of death. They stretched their necks and let Han Ling'er chop.
Han Ling'er was so angry at these insults, but she didn't dare to actually start, not to mention that once she did it, she violated the rules of Lingtai Town, and these people are all the same, she couldn't bear it.
Just when Han Ling'er was forced to retreat step by step by the monks, Zhang Ye stepped forward and pulled Han Ling'er behind: "Is it true that I have no temper?"
The sword in Zhang Ye's hand was as dazzling as a small sun. Many monks were taken aback, eager and jealous in their eyes. This was a high-grade magic weapon created by Zhang Ye that even shocked the elder.
The monks did not dare to step forward, but they kept talking: "Iron rooster, are you going to kill people? Come on, see if you have that ability!"
"The little **** in the Qi Refining Realm, thought he would scare me with the high-grade magical artifacts?"
"Don’t be afraid, let’s go together and smash the smithy!"
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Han Ling'er held Zhang Ye's arm and signaled him not to be impulsive. Once he uses his spiritual power, the fault lies with him. Elder Wu will definitely punish him severely, and it is even possible to abolish his hands and feet.
These monks are like grandsons when they ask for others. Once they feel that they can’t count on Zhang Ye, they turn their faces and refuse to recognize them. Seeing the arrogant appearance of the people, Zhang Ye couldn’t bear it. Can you hold it back?
"Zhang Ye, you have the ability to kill Laozi..." A monk walked up and stretched out his hand to slap Zhang Ye, but before he finished speaking, Zhang Ye swung his sword down, and the local tyrant's sword radiated. The huge power of shook it out of the shop.
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect Zhang Ye to really dare to take action, but they didn't realize it yet. Zhang Ye was a few swordsmen. All the monks who stayed in the blacksmith's shop were swept out by Zhang Ye.
In the blink of an eye, the unbeatable monks were lying on the street with bruises. They never dreamed that Zhang Ye would really dare to hit someone? The most important thing is, why is Zhang Ye so good?
Just kidding, Zhang Ye himself is a foundation-building cultivation base, plus the best magical instruments, teaching this group of monks who dare not use spiritual power is easy.
The monks scolded Zhang Ye, but then laughed loudly: "Dare to hurt people in Lingtai Town, and also hurt my disciple of the Lingtai Sect, Zhang Ye, you're done!"
"Last time, a Jindan casual cultivator acted on a disciple of the Lingtai Sect, but the elder Wu broke his hand and hamstring and threw him to the Valley of Fierce Beasts..."
The monks were very excited when they thought of this, and Elder Wu's figure unexpectedly arrived.
Boss Wu Chang grimaced, glanced at Zhang Ye, and then at the many monks who were bruised and bruised, his complexion was terribly gloomy.
The monks of the Lingtai Sect quickly said: "Elder Wu, Zhang Ye beat so many of us, we should be expelled from Lingtai Town!"
"It's best to kill this scorpion, so as to emulate it!"
The monks scrambled to file a complaint, taking a vicious look at Zhang Ye from time to time.
Han Ling'er frowned, and quickly explained that it was these disciples who took the lead.
But Elder Wu shouted: "This seat is in charge of the rules of Lingtai Town, and naturally knows who is right and who is wrong!"
There is a smug smile in the eyes of the monks, Lingtai Town, no matter what the reason, you must not do anything to hurt people. Whoever dares to violate, Elder Wu will punish anyone. This has been done in the past, and this time, it will definitely not exception.
Boss Wu Chang looked at Zhang Ye with a face: "Zhang Ye deliberately hurt people, I judge you--"
When the monks heard this, they smiled fiercely, the dear and respectable Elder Wu, sentence him to death!
"This seat sentenced you to a fine of ten low-grade spirit stones." Elder Wu finished speaking and nodded in satisfaction, as if he was pleased with his fair ruling.
A group of monks were ready to cheer for victory, but when they heard Elder Wu’s verdict, they almost choked and injured so many people. Why was it only fined ten low-grade spirit stones?
Zhang Ye was also stunned. In fact, when he started to hurt people, he was also relying on the defense of the blacksmith shop itself. Once the door was closed, the ancestors of Yuan Ying could not get in, even if Elder Wu favored the monk of the Lingtai Sect, Zhang Ye Also worry-free.
I didn’t even think about it, I would fine ten low-grade spirit stones. If I knew it, I would get one hundred low-grade spirit stones.
The cultivators of the Lingtai Sect were a little unconvinced, but they did not dare to disobey Elder Wu, they just kept selling miserably: "Elder Wu, my bones have been broken..."
"Don't see that I have no trauma, but my young heart has been severely injured."
"I have been beaten stupid!"
Elder Wu looked at these monks again, frowning, as if he was indeed considering their injuries, the monks nodded excitedly, hoping that Elder Wu could change the punishment plan.
"You and others gathered to make trouble, disrupt the market order in Lingtai Town, fined one hundred lower-grade spirit stones, banned them for three months, and executed them immediately!" After Elder Wu finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang Ye and disappeared.
The monks are dumbfounded, shit, is the fake Elder Wu who came just now? Zhang Ye, who beat people, only fined ten low-grade spirit stones, and everyone who was beaten not only fined one hundred low-grade spirit stones, but also had to ban them for three months?
Is this still the impartial Elder Wu? If it weren’t for Zhang Ye’s surname, and Elder Wu’s surname was Wu, for a while, everyone thought Zhang Ye was the illegitimate son of Elder Wu...
Although at a loss, everyone did not dare to disobey Elder Wu’s decision, and got up one after another, ready to go to the management office to pay the fine, but before they left, they said viciously: "Zhang Ye, you can enjoy I’ll wait for the day you die."
"Huh, wait for Brother Xingchen to leave the customs, it is the time when this iron rooster dies!"
"The blacksmith shop dared to abandon us, and within three days, it must go bankrupt!"
said everything, but Zhang Ye didn’t take it to heart. From the moment when the price of high-grade spirit stones was priced, these foundation-building and gas refining cultivators were destined not to be customers of the forge, so Zhang Ye didn’t feel that unfortunately.
The former blacksmith's shop, which is quite a city, has now become a sparrow, but Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I can finally relax for a few days."
Han Ling'er looked at Zhang Ye with a lot of doubts in her heart, but she is now a clerk in the forge, and she dare not ask more.
Zhang Ye noticed Han Ling'er's appearance, and smiled: "Do you think that my price is so high suddenly, unreasonable, or even seeking a dead end?"
Han Ling'er was taken aback. He didn't say it. How did Zhang Ye know?
Han Ling'er never lied, so she nodded: "In this way, the blacksmith shop has no business to do."
Immediately, Han Ling'er thought of something and said: "If you have difficulty spending later, you don't need to pay my salary."
Han Ling'er has already begun to plan for the future difficulties of the blacksmith shop~IndoMTL.com~Zhang Ye smiled and said: "If you don’t do the business of the little monk, then do the business of the big monk. Ten high-grade spirit stones. , Jin Dan or Yuan Ying ancestor can still get it."
Han Linger took a breath, dare to love Zhang Ye to develop high-end users! Think about it, too, if Zhang Ye opened up the business of building the top grade Feijian, it would really attract the power of Jindan and above.
But Han Ling'er thought again that Zhang Ye would just abandon those little monks in this way, and it was cruel.
How can Zhang Ye not know what Han Ling'er thinks. After hesitating for a while, he said: "If there is a killer in the Qi Refining Realm, killing the same target in the Qi Refining Realm will cost 100; when the killer grows into a foundation building At the time, the charge for killing the base-building target is 1,000; but when the killer becomes the golden core or Yuan Ying, can he still use one hundred and one thousand for each shot?"
"Similarly, my forging technology has improved, so the fees will naturally increase because I have also paid for the cost of learning. As for giving up low-end customers, will a Yuan Ying killer take orders to kill Qi refining monks?"
"Finally, opening a shop is to do business, not to do charity, otherwise it will harm yourself and others, just like today, because of my price increase, the monks turned their faces ruthlessly and even broke my shop. Would this happen if I had this pricing from the beginning?"
asked three consecutive questions, which completely brainwashed Han Ling'er. The reason why the monks complained about Zhang Ye's high fees was because their level was too low and they didn't understand Zhang Ye's greatness at all. If you use the metaphor of the realm of cultivation, Zhang Ye's forging technology is definitely at the Yuan Ying level!
If anyone uses a lower-grade spirit stone to measure the strength of the ancestors of the Nascent Soul, they will not spit you to death!
Thinking of this, Han Ling'er said with a resolute expression: "Boss, how about a little more increase?"