Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

470 Market 4
"Little fellow daoist, I still have a few Qiankun bottles here, the capacity is the same as the one you bought, do you want more?" the stall owner called out before the two turned around and left.

The two silently put down their raised steps, squatted down again, and asked, "What's the price? Let's talk about it first, it's too high and we don't have spirit stones to buy."

If it was higher than ten high-grade spirit stones, even if she wanted it again, she would not buy it. Who would do business at a loss?

Seeing that the two were moving, the stall owner immediately smiled and took out three Qiankun jade bottles of different colors and placed them in front of them.

"For the sake of our fate, I won't raise the price with you. It's still the same as the previous one. How about it? Do you want it?"

As for the little nun who said that there was no spirit stone to buy, he didn't believe it. Although the nun had bargained hard with him before, when she gave him the spirit stone, she didn't show any reluctance, and her expression was very stable. .

The three Qiankun jade bottles are red, green and pink. Jian Qingling fell in love with those colors as soon as she saw them. With the color distinction, it can reduce the chance of her getting the jade bottles wrong.

"Let's take a look first." I don't know if there are any flaws?

Jian Qingling looked at the three Qiankun bottles of different colors one by one, and after confirming that there was no problem, he took out thirty top-grade spirit stones to the stall owner.

"Two fellow daoists, I still have a jade box containing elixir here, do you want it?" When entering a secret realm, picking elixir is a must, so why don't you prepare more jade boxes for elixir?
"Forget it, we have it." For such an important thing, even a monk would store a few dozen in the storage ring, and they really don't lack it.

Jian Qingling refused without thinking. Just as she was about to stand up, the stall owner spoke again.

"Little fellow daoist, my jade box is different from other jade boxes, if you don't believe me, you can see for yourself." Then he took out a jade box from the storage ring.

These jade boxes and bottles were obtained by the stall owner from an annoying fourth-rank alchemist before he came here. He got a total of fifteen jade boxes and bottles like this. It's not finished, it's better to sell it.

Jian Qingling stopped, and asked back: "It's different? What's different?"

Just as she was about to release her mental power to sense, the voice of the stall owner came.

"Little fellow daoist, don't you know if you look for yourself?" The stall owner smiled mysteriously.

Suspiciously, Jian Qingling was about to reach out to take it, but was cut off by Mu Ziteng.

The jade box was [-] centimeters long and [-] centimeters wide. When he opened the lid of the jade box, he saw that it was divided into ten small grids of the same size, and there was also a space formation inside. Fifteen cubic meters.

The size of the space is second, but each of the ten small grids is an independent space, which is equivalent to ten jade boxes.

If you encounter several elixir at the same time, it will be much more convenient to collect the elixir.

"How to sell?" Mu Ziteng asked.

"You guys look at it, and I'll sell it if I think it's suitable." The stall owner asked with a smile.

The jade box only has the function of holding a spiritual plant, and the price is definitely not as good as that of a jade bottle. He wanted to call out a high price, but he had seen the courage of two people to turn around and leave when the price disagreed. He thought it would be appropriate for the other party to ask for the price. Just sell it, if it is not suitable, you can negotiate the price again.

If these two people just don't understand, it would be better if the price is higher, and he can get a few more spirit stones, and he will make a profit.

Mu Ziteng pondered for two seconds, then said, "Two high-grade spirit stones, one."

He and his wife had bought jade boxes and vases at the store before, but the size was not as large as the ones at this booth. He could estimate the approximate price.

"My fellow daoist, your price is too low, so add another spirit stone." The stall owner said with a smile, gesturing with a finger.

Mu Ziteng nodded and said: "If it is to add a low-grade spirit stone, it is not impossible." How about coaxing children?

The corner of the stall owner's mouth twitched suddenly when he heard his words, "No, I'm talking about a high-grade spirit stone."

This kid is dismissing beggars, he is also a Nascent Soul cultivator after all, would he waste a long time talking about a low-grade spirit stone?
Of course not, at least you have to start with middle-grade spirit stones.

"It's too expensive, it's not worth it." Mu Ziteng shook his head, "Forget it, in fact, we don't need a jade box for Lingzhi." He looked at the jade box with some regrets, and made a gesture to leave.

"Well, well, I have five more jade boxes of the same type here. If you all want them, I'll sell them to you at a low price of two top-grade spirit stones."

The stall owner also knew that he could sell these jade boxes for two top-grade spirit stones. Judging from the market price, it was about the same price. Flower him Lingshi.

Muziteng and Jian Qingling's eyes flashed at the same time, they looked at each other and smiled silently.

Naturally, the stall owner didn't miss the smiles on the two faces, and he also smiled helplessly.

It also means that the two did not hide it.

"I really can't do anything about you. I'm doing business with you two today, and I'm doing it at a loss." He took out the jade box while talking.

After Mu Ziteng checked that there were no quality problems, he took out ten high-grade spirit stones to the stall owner, and then put the jade box into the storage ring.

Jian Qingling took out a fourth-level spiritual fruit from the storage ring and handed it to the stall owner, and said with little disgust: "Everyone knows that you like to exaggerate when you talk, although the few things you sold to us didn't make you much money. Lingshi, but it will definitely not lose money, but junior, I am in a good mood today, so I will give you an extra spirit fruit, it is your compensation for not fooling us."

After finishing speaking, Jian Qingling looked at the stall owner arrogantly, pulled up Muziteng, turned around and left.

It's not easy to practice casually. The owner of the few space artifacts in hand really didn't earn many spirit stones. The price is too low.

The stall owner was startled by the spirit fruit she threw in front of him, and then quickly took the flying spirit fruit.

He stared at the spirit fruit in his hand in a daze, then smiled.

He wasn't angry that Jian Qingling, a Jindan stage monk, dared to speak so rudely to him, a Nascent Soul stage monk.

It is also because he is a casual cultivator, and after so many years of running a stall, his character has long been mellowed. Naturally, he will not be as arrogant as the children of the aristocratic family. He sees that others are not as good as himself, and he will teach the other party if he disagrees. .

"If the spirit fruit is sold, there will be dozens of middle-grade spirit stones. My wife is really willing to do so." There is something wrong with my wife today, and she is too generous.

"It's just a dozen middle-grade spirit stones, why? Do you have an opinion?" Jian Qingling turned her head and smiled at him with crooked eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)