My sect is a bit weird

Chapter 37 Advertisements

Thinking that Zhao Yide is a profiteer, he expressed his concerns.

"Fatty, I'll give you something, you won't run away."

"Fellow Daoist, what are you talking about, I, Zhao Yide, am an honest businessman. I have been running a good name for ten years, and I am innocent." Zhao Yide promised.

Zhou Ziming scoffed at these words, some profiteers said he was a profiteer, but he didn't know why he didn't get anything in the secret realm, so let's take a look first.

He Buren took out some jewels and a few jet-black stones.

"Fifth brother, these are the harvests of this secret realm. It may be because of good luck. He fell into a secret room inexplicably. When he encountered a few boxes full of treasures, he grabbed them without thinking, and was chased by a group of bats." , otherwise I can get some more, and I don’t know how much it’s worth.”

After listening, Zhou Ziming felt very complicated. Sure enough, people are more angry than others, so why can't they encounter such an adventure?
When He Buren took out these things, Zhao Yide's eyes lit up, and his eyes never moved away.

He only took a few glances at the jewelry, and his eyes were mainly concentrated on a few stones, which he picked up and looked at.

"Sure enough, I'm not mistaken, it's really purple red gold, this is a treasure."

Saying baby to a few broken stones makes people curious, Zhou Ziming said: "Why fat man, do you recognize this stone?"

"Of course, Purple Red Essence Gold is a good material for forging high-level magic weapons. Due to its rarity, there is usually no market for it. If these pieces of Purple Red Essence Gold are sold, it will cost a lot of money."

Sure enough, often inconspicuous things are some good treasures.

In addition to sighing, you have to ask about business.

"How many spirit stones can one piece of this thing sell for?"

Zhou Ziming's words also helped He Buren ask what was in his heart.

Zhao Yide thought for a while, "Although this thing has a price but no market, it is not a priceless treasure. If it is in a town within the sphere of influence of other big sects, it is not a problem to sell a piece of five or six thousand low-grade spirit stones, but in Anyi Prefecture It’s only worth three or four thousand spirit stones here.”

In this small place of Anyi Prefecture, there are no great sects, and all the monks are poor, so it is understandable that the price has been reduced by half.

Almost anything worth a fortune comes here, and if you want to sell it, you have to cut the price.

But these things are not allowed, how to decide depends on what he wants, Zhou Ziming calculated in his heart: "One piece is three to four thousand, a total of five yuan, at least it can sell more than 1 spirit stones, what do you think, second brother? "

"This one is sold, of course it is sold. The sect's debt crisis is imminent. If you can sell it, you can sell it. I will take 1 spirit stones, and you can deal with the remaining five brothers." Hearing the quotation, you can sell more than [-] pieces Low-grade spirit stones, why not let yourself be happy, he mainly wants to complete the tasks of the system, as for how much they sell, he doesn't mind,

"What? Let me deal with it?"

Zhou Ziming thought he heard it wrong, "You really want me to deal with it?"

"Of course, fifth brother, there is no need to doubt." Seeing Zhou Ziming's surprised face, why not think to himself, it seems that the fifth brother is not good enough.

As an aborigine, it's normal that he doesn't have any treasures. If he has good things in the future, he can give some to his fifth brother.

Zhou Ziming would never be polite to someone who has a system to send equipment and money.

Since He Buren said to let him deal with it, Zhou Ziming naturally accepted it, "Then thank you, Second Senior Brother."

"Fifth brother, don't be polite, who made us brothers."

……

It is good news to know that these stones are valuable, but Zhao Yide has never mentioned the jewels above.

Zhou Ziming asked the reason, "Fatty, since these stones are good things, what about these jewels?"

Monks are generally indifferent to fame and wealth, pursuing longevity, pursuing artistic conception to improve themselves, and generally not interested in jewelry, but these jewelry are worth a lot of money when they look shiny, and they can probably be sold for a good price.

Zhao Yide came up and picked up the jewels and looked at them, "Of course these jewels are also good things. If I didn't see the purple red gold, my eyes would be bright as a fat man, but with the purple red gold, it's nothing compared to it." It's a little superficial."

"What's superficial, not superficial topic, just let me tell you how much you can sell it for." Selling something can bring out superficial and noble arguments, and he's not in this business, so Zhou Ziming directly filtered it out.

"Hey, fellow daoist, don't worry, well, if you sell it to some noble children of the palace, you can also sell thousands of spirit stones, but there are no rich nobles in Anyi Prefecture, so if you don't lower the price, you won't be able to sell this thing at all. Those who want can’t afford it, and those who can afford it may not want to buy it, so they can only sell it at a reduced price, and sell it to some monks to win the favor of female nuns. They can sell it for a few hundred spirit stones at most, and the sky is only a thousand spirit stones. "

"Hundreds of spirit stones? It's acceptable."

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Outside Hengbei City, on the avenue, in a deserted tent,
Chu Mu and a Xueyou sat inside.

As for Chu Mu, Xue You was full of doubts. Not only could he use the blood of the fierce soldier to not be swallowed, but he could also use the power in the bones of the ancients. She asked Chu Mu, but Chu Mu only said that he would know when the time came. Others keep silent.

On the contrary, Chu Mu seemed to know her affairs very well, which made her very angry.

"Mortal, hurry up and grab some humans, I'm hungry."

"I advise you to restrain yourself and drink the blood of a monster temporarily." Chu Mu replied coldly to her words.

"I'm the seventh lord of the majestic demon clan. How could I drink the blood of a monster instead? I want to drink human blood." Xueyou looked like a fifteen-year-old girl, and she looked a little arrogant when she was angry.

She wondered if her power was sealed and she just woke up with injuries, otherwise how could she be restrained by Chu Mu.

Seeing her arguing all the time, Chu Mu said: "Don't forget, what I told you, now is not the time to be willful."

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the same moment.

He Buren handed over the jewelry to Zhao Yide to sell. As for the purple red gold, they were afraid that Zhao Yide, an unlicensed profiteer, would really run away with the money, so they kept it.

Zhao Yide drew up an advertisement in front of them.

There are many pieces of top-quality purple red gold for sale. The quantity is so large that it is rare to see it in a hundred years. Those who are interested in buying it should contact us quickly, and the opportunity will not come again...

In addition to some artistic processing of the text, the information is authentic and credible, and there is no deception.

After the advertisement was published, I was waiting for someone to come to buy it and asked Zhao Yide to contact him.

"Fifth brother, thanks to having you this time." On the way back, He Buren said.

"It's just a trivial matter, Second Senior Brother doesn't have to be like this."

Along the way, they each said a word and became humble to each other.

……

Tossed for a day.

Instead of going back, they found an inn in Hengbei City and stayed there.

The night in Hengbei City was still as usual, quiet and peaceful.

Of course, this is just the surface. If it wasn't for the man in black attacking him last time, Zhou Ziming would have been deceived by his appearance.

(End of this chapter)