She is playing games in the immortal world

Chapter 160 Markets
The stall owner took a look at the person who had come, and said that he had three levels of qi training, and the medicinal materials were taken out of thin air in his hand, indicating that there was one and only one storage bag.Look at the Qi-gathering grass in his hand, the 50-year-old Qi-gathering grass, fresh as if just picked, full of spiritual energy, but there is no medicine box to put it in, it will damage its leaves to a certain extent, and the appearance is not good.

He showed his professional-class squinted eyes and smiled, "Accept! I don't know how many friends there are."

"How much is the price of this elixir received by Fellow Daoist?"

"It's already winter now, fellow daoist, I'm afraid it's been several months since I picked it off. I didn't preserve it properly, and lost a lot of aura. There is only one plant, fellow daoist, and I can only make this number." The stall owner said while stretching out a finger. .

Yun Qing frowned. She knew it was not placed properly. It had been in the system backpack for several months, so there was no time for it to flow. The stall owner said that she had no objection. She just wanted to lower the price, but how much is it worth if she stretched her finger? ah?Buying a panacea with one finger?She got a finger and went back to feed the big eagle?
Song Bin said that she can shop around, so she doesn't worry about making a deal at this booth. She smiled and held out two fingers.

The stall owner's smiling face changed, he shook his head and continued to hold out a finger.

Yun Qing was depressed, playing charades, she put away the elixir, got up, and went to check out other stalls.

"11 yuan low-grade spirit stone, no more." The voice transmission of the stall owner came from his mind.

Yun Qing breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally understood how much spirit stones a finger of the stall owner was worth. It was ten low-grade spirit stones, and the 60 or so Qi-gathering plants in her backpack could be sold for more than 600 low-grade spirit stones.Well, maybe the year and appearance are different, and the spirit stones obtained are a bit different.

"Thank you fellow daoist, I'll look elsewhere."

"If you have more than ten plants, you can buy them with low-grade spirit stones for 12 yuan. This is the highest price I can give."

It seemed that the price was really good. Yun Qing, who didn't know the price, made up her mind to leave. She bowed to the stall owner and walked deeper into Hengsan Street.

After changing two more stalls, she confirmed the price of the Qi Gathering Herb, which was basically ten low-grade spirit stones.

Judging from the price of the Qi Gathering Grass, if she wanted to buy everything she needed, 600 yuan of low-grade spirit stones would definitely not be enough.

Yun Qing changed another stall, this time the stall owner was a handsome young man in the mid-qi training stage with two particularly thick eyebrows.

She took out a spirit goat horn and asked, "Fellow Daoist, can I take this horn?"

The stall owner made a gesture of invitation to the table and said, "Please put it here, fellow daoist, and let me take a closer look."

The horns of the Lingshan goat are not as easy to identify as the Qi-gathering grass, and it is normal to need to observe, Yun Qing put it on the table as promised.

The horn of the fifth-order spirit goat is complete and well preserved, and the aura has not been lost. It is a good thing.

The stall owner raised his thick eyebrows, and took a look at Yun Qing: This female cultivator looks good, and she wears a cloak that is simply sewn from monster fur, and her aura has been seriously lost due to improper sewing. It can only be seen that it is a spiritual mountain It is made of wool, and it wears mortal summer clothes of coarse cloth and animal skins. The shoes are also mortal shoes. There are no extra storage bags. It has three levels of qi training, and it sells items in the foundation period.

The stall owner's judgment: This person has no cultivation, no background, and a poor cultivator. Presumably he picked up the horns of the spirit goat.

He stretched out a finger to find out the truth. Those who know the price almost know the price, and those who don't know it depends on whether he can catch a leak.

Seeing the stall owner's finger stretched out, Yun Qing gritted her teeth secretly, tired of kindness, asking, can you speak human words?

This time, she stretched out a slap finger in response.

The stall owner showed a short and disdainful smile of 'impossible' and 'what a joke', and said through voice transmission: "You spirit goat horns were not harvested well, and the roots were injured. Many craftsmen don't like such flawed horns. Judging from the thickness of the horn, the value of the item is only a third-order spirit goat horn, and 100 yuan for a low-grade spirit stone is already the highest price."

Yun Qing was tired of being kind. It turned out that the stall owner's fingers were worth 100 yuan low-grade spirit stones, not ten low-grade spirit stones.

The level of the spirit goat is much higher than her level. To collect the things from the spirit goat's corpse, she really didn't use the harvesting technique. It can't be ruled out that she didn't collect well. The stall owner said that the horns were not thick enough, because it was because Xia Tian hit the spirit goat. ?

As for this spirit goat horn, it must not be of the third rank, either the fourth rank or the fifth rank, because none of the spirit goats she and Da Diao killed had a third rank, and the fourth and fifth rank spirit goat horns are placed in a grid in the system backpack. She doesn't know how many levels.

In fact, 100 yuan low-grade spirit stones are quite good for her now. She has eighteen, which is a small 2000 yuan low-grade spirit stone. But the smile of the stall owner just now made her uncomfortable, and she was not even willing to bargain. , she decided to go to another house to see.

Yun Qing picked up the horns of the spirit goat on the table and said, "Thank you, fellow daoist, I won't sell it anymore."

Seeing this, the stall owner stopped the voice transmission and said, "It's a good talk, why don't you sell it?"

Yun Qing didn't reply, she turned around to leave, and the owner of the stall stopped speaking, this was bullying her for not being able to use enchantments.

Seeing that Yun Qing was still about to leave, the young man was displeased, and raised his voice: "It's just a spirit goat horn, you actually offered 500 yuan for a low-grade spirit stone, and you can't sell it anywhere!"

She stretched out a slap to mean that she wanted to sell low-grade spirit stones for 500 yuan, but she was playing charades, but everyone was quietly buying and selling things through sound transmission, and the stall owner yelled out the price she randomly quoted, isn't it too shameful? Professional ethics.

Yun Qing's complexion changed slightly, and he frowned slightly and said displeasedly: "Thank you, fellow daoist, I won't sell it anymore."

A poor cultivator with such a low cultivation level dared to show his face. The stall owner said angrily: "Did you hear that this fellow Taoist said that she will not sell her things, and no one should buy her things."

Yun Qing took a deep breath. Duan Mengrou once said that in the caravan, you have to study specially when negotiating business. The first lesson they learned, the car captain told them that they should stay on the front line when business talks collapse, because in this world of cultivating immortals where weapons are not controlled, The end of the collapse is to kill people to vent their anger.

"Liu Liu, is it because the cultivators in Xuanjing City are all irritable, or are they just good-looking and younger with less temper."

"Who knows what you humans think."

Those who do business don't know how to make money with harmony, and you can't fight in the city, and at most you can only quarrel. If she quarrels with the stall owner here, even if she wins the fight, it's just for these boring stall owners to watch for free. And possibly hateful.

Yun Qing smiled and cupped her hands and said, "I wish fellow Taoists a prosperous business and abundant wealth."

The young stall owner didn't reply, his business was not going well, his face was a little hot and red, he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed.

Yun Qing was about to stride away when she suddenly saw a system prompt:
"Wei Ji's hatred towards you is +10."

"Wei Ji's hatred for you has increased to doubtful."

This reminder surprised her, and she hurriedly looked at the young stall owner who had turned around. His head was still written in white, and his name was unknown.

not him!
(End of this chapter)