Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1165 The only way to win people's hearts

Looking around as if nothing had happened, Mo Xian walked towards a booth, as if he had taken a fancy to something.

The owner of the booth is a thin middle-aged man with a small leather hat and an inscrutable face.

He didn't peddle like everyone else, but concentrated on watching the people passing by, with an imperceptible shrewdness flashing from time to time in his mung bean eyes.

Obviously, this is a very shrewd person who can also be said to be very business-minded.

If you encounter someone who is being taken advantage of, you will definitely be satisfied with the other party who cheated you.

Moreover, this person's aura is quite calm and his strength is good, which is Mo Xian's best choice.

Therefore, Mo Xian and the stall owner were like bastards looking at mung beans. They met each other's eyes, but they had their own ghosts.

Seeing Mo Xian walking over, the stall owner's eyes lit up.

I was taken advantage of, and finally came to the door.

People like Mo Xian, who are young and have good strength, are often arrogant. He likes people like this the most, because they are so pitiful!

Although he was happy in his heart, the stall owner didn't show it. He put his hands into his cuffs and placed them in front of him, showing a look of indifference.

"What, little brother, is there something you fancy?" Xiong Feng glanced casually at the things on the booth, and Xiong Feng immediately became bitter.

Each of those things looks quite mysterious, and the price may not be cheap.

"Uh, this, this, Uncle, I was just talking casually just now, everything here is to fool people, we can't be taken advantage of." A little embarrassed rubbing his hands, Xiong Feng said.

He regretted it very much, why did he say so much before.

"Hmph, that's wrong. The things I have here are not ordinary things. I almost lost half my life before I brought them out of the Black Wind Mountain Range. My leg was just thrown in there." The stall owner said coldly. With a snort, he patted his left leg.

"Bangbang..."

The voice was so dull that it was obviously a prosthetic.

There was no enthusiasm in his tone of voice, which was completely opposite to the performance of other stall owners who almost posted it.

"But although things are good, they are only sold to people who are destined. If there is no destiny, I will not sell them no matter how much money you pay. Have you heard me hawking?" The stall owner continued indifferently: "This is the attitude of my business. I only want to make more money, I just want to have a clear conscience, and let the things I exchanged for my life have a good home, and it is also worthy of my leg."

After finishing speaking, a look of sadness appeared on the stall owner's face.

Xiong Feng and the others were immediately shocked by the stall owner, and some were speechless.

Mo Xian was secretly amused, if he hadn't been hanging out with Nora for a while, he would have been bluffed by the stall owner in front of him.

It is true that since ancient times the true feelings cannot be retained, only routines win the hearts of the people.

All kinds of routines are also strange and ubiquitous, and if you are not careful, you will be tricked.

"Boss, how do you sell this one?" Mo Xian randomly picked up a rather quaint iron piece and asked.

On this piece of iron, there are all the ancient and simple lines, and it is still stained with mud, giving people the illusion that it has just been unearthed.

"If you are destined, you will naturally know the price, so why ask more questions." The stall owner suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and said.

The quick iron piece that Mo Xian is holding is actually just a piece of scrap iron that he processed by himself. If he wants to, he can mass-produce it.

"Hehe..." Mo Xian smiled lightly, but didn't say much, and picked up another thing casually.

After a few times a year, Mo Xian turned his head away again, pretending to pick up a rusty square seal.

To be honest, the things here are probably the only ones that are genuine.

It is said to be genuine only because it is really a square seal, but it is actually useless.

However, Mo Xian's hands visibly trembled with excitement, and there was also a hint of fire in his eyes.

Obviously, he's taken a fancy to this thing.

"Boss, how do you sell this one?" Mo Xian quickly calmed down and asked.

"Hehe, you fell in love with this one and wanted to trick me. It's a pity that you are still too young and full of flaws. You don't know how many stupid young people like you will meet in a year." The stall owner murmured in his heart. He said a sentence, but said lightly: "Young people really have eyesight. This thing is an ancient treasure, and there is a huge secret hidden in it."

"Just tell me, how much is it?" Mo Xian said indifferently, but it gave people a feeling of pretending to be calm.

"In this way, you and I are quite predestined, and the price is 100 million gold coins." The stall owner said, and the lion opened his mouth.

He has indeed seen a lot of young people like Mo Xian, and the most important thing is to save face.

"Aren't you extorting!" Hearing this, Xiong Feng and the others gasped.

"Hmph, those who understand will naturally understand. Those who don't understand don't need to say more." The stall owner snorted coldly and said inscrutablely.

Xiong Feng and the others were immediately speechless, apparently being bluffed.

"One million gold coins is fair, but this junior is a little tight recently, can you save this thing for me, and after this mission is over, I will offer 100 million gold coins." Mo Xian nodded and said sincerely .

"This..." The stall owner hesitated, but he was sure that Mo Xian really wanted the square seal.

After pondering for a while, the stall owner said: "Young man, you should think about it clearly. This is the only family. If you miss it, you won't have it. At least, you should pay a deposit first, right?"

"I left in a hurry this time, and I didn't bring much with me, but the boss can rest assured that after I get out, I won't lose any of the 150 million gold coins." Mo Xian said.

"Okay, I don't think you are the kind of person who doesn't count your words, so I will keep this thing for you!" After thinking for a long time, the boss finally agreed.

But there is nothing he can do if he disagrees. Anyway, basically no one cares about the things here, and he finally meets someone who has been taken advantage of, and he doesn't want to let it go.

What's more, he will have nothing to lose.

In fact, if Mo Xian bought it now.

As long as he bargains more, and doesn't act so eagerly, and erases three, four, five, six zeros, he can accept it.

The 100 million gold coins were simply given casually under the observation of words and expressions.

That's right, Fang Yin is a piece of trash, worthless.

Any big secret is a bluff.

"Thank you boss, you must keep it for me!" Mo Xian said gratefully, then winked at Xiong Feng and the others, and left.

Not far away, Sun Yang seemed to be wandering around nonchalantly, but he was always paying attention to Mo Xian.

He also vaguely saw some clues, Mo Xian must have found something good.

After Mo Xian left, Sun Yang immediately walked to the stall where Mo Xian had bargained.

"What was that person looking at just now?" Sun Yang asked.

Seeing someone coming again, the stall owner immediately put on that inscrutable look again, saying: "I will not reveal the secrets of the customers, this is the attitude that a businessman should have."

"I hate your mother's size, if you are not disabled, believe it or not, I will kill you!" Sun Yang cursed.

(End of this chapter)