Miss Almighty Waste

Chapter 1113: Alchemy Competition (1)

Zhiyong was very dissatisfied with the price given by the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper smiled and shook his head.

"My lord, it's not three thousand gold coins, but three thousand spar."

Hearing what the shopkeeper said, Zhiyong was not calm anymore.

"Three thousand crystals?"

Is this elixir so valuable?
"Yes, and... it's top grade."

The shopkeeper spoke again, Zhiyong's heart was already turbulent at this moment.

Three thousand high-grade crystal stones, God, how many gold coins is this, I can't even count it with my fingers.

Zhiyong has never seen so much wealth in his life, Rao is pretending to be calm, but the joy on his face is beyond words.

"If the young master agrees, you can mortgage it immediately, Xiaohong, go and get a spar card to the young master."

The shopkeeper said, the waitress went to get the spar card immediately.

"Young master, the spar card has been brought, your elixir..."

Xiaohong said, looking at Xiaohong's smiling face and the spar card in his hand that he dreamed that he would never have in this life, Zhiyong quickly took the card and handed the pill in his hand to Xiaohong.

"My lord, there are three thousand spars in this spar card. If you want to place a bet, I can ask Xiaohong to take you to register."

The shopkeeper said, but he had already put away the pill that Xiaohong handed over.

Holding the spar card, Zhiyong felt that his blood was boiling and his mind seemed unable to think.

"My lord, I will take you to register and bet."

Xiaohong said, covering Zhiyong's hand again.

Being dragged by Xiaohong, Zhiyong only felt his blood surge and his mind went blank, so he followed Xiaohong to the next room to register.

Looking at Zhiyong who was already in high spirits, the shopkeeper showed a meaningful smile on his face.

"Son..."

Xiaohong led Zhiyong into a pink room, Zhiyong froze instantly, but still asked.

"No... don't you want to register?"

Zhiyong's silly look made Xiaohong laugh.

"Of course it needs to be registered. It's just...my lord, do you think Xiaohong looks good?"

Xiao Hong said, but she had already closed the door and even took off her own coat.

Xiao Hong took off her coat, revealing her pink apron inside, looking very (huh) tempting.

"pretty."

Not only is it good-looking, it is so good-looking, okay?

"Miss Hong, you are more beautiful than the fairies in the sky."

Zhiyong thought for a while and added.

After hearing Zhiyong's words, Xiaohong laughed lightly again.

"Young master, you are really humorous. Xiaohong is only a weed, how can she compare with the fairies in the sky."

Xiaohong said, Zhiyong immediately refuted.

"Little Red Girl, you are not a weed..."

As soon as Zhiyong raised his head, he saw Xiao Hong's beautiful eyes staring at him affectionately, and his face immediately turned red again.

Seeing such pure wisdom and bravery, Xiao Hong chuckled, and then slowly came forward.

"Young Master, you all know Xiaohong's name, but Xiaohong doesn't know yours, Young Master."

Xiaohong got very close, and her slow-talking breath brushed Zhiyong's face lightly, making Zhiyong's blood surge up and sweat came out.

"Zhi... Zhiyong, my name is Zhiyong."

Zhiyong felt that the girls had already told him their names, so how could he hide something.

Hearing Zhiyong's words, Xiaohong nodded, and gently touched Zhiyong's cheek with her hand.

"Zhiyong, Wisdom and Bravery, what a good name, unlike Xiaohong's name, which was randomly chosen by the master."

Xiaohong complained about herself, and Zhiyong became sad after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)