Yuanshin: I Sell Pots On The Tivat Continent

In Liyue, there are shops with Qianyan Army standing at the door, but they are all official shops, shopkeepers.

Ordinary people, or rich people's shops, are not stationed exclusively by the Qianyan Army.

For a while, he became curious.

"Thanks."

Hearing this, Master Mao immediately expressed his gratitude, and then hurried over.

But as soon as Master Mao ran over, he saw two Qianyan soldiers standing in front of the small shop.

Seeing the Qianyan Army, Master Mao felt a thump in his heart.

How could there be Liyue's exclusive army here - Qianyan Army?

It will not be a forbidden place.

Without the slightest hesitation, Master Mao hurried over.

"Crispy, crispy."

Master Mao shouted as he ran over, and soon stepped into the jar shop.

"Lu...Lu...."

Hearing this familiar voice, Guoba, who was constantly jumping, turned his head immediately.

Because of the movement of turning around, his body directly hit the cabinet.

Suddenly, an ordinary jar on the cabinet fell down and fell to the ground, making an incomparably crisp "click".

The jar shattered, revealing a note.

Lin Mo: "..."

Lin Mo, who was watching this scene, twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth.

The rice crust accidentally broke a jar.

Fortunately, Father Xiangling is here.

It's not a big problem.

"Lu...Lu...."

The rice crust was also taken aback because the pot fell to the ground and shattered, and subconsciously ran to Master Mao.

"I'm sorry."

Father Xiangling, who had been witnessing this scene all the time, looked at Lin Mo with a look of embarrassment when he saw the broken pot because of the crispy rice: "I will compensate you for breaking the pot in your pot shop. "

When he came in, he also saw the signboard of this small pot shop, which should be of ceramics.

There are many ceramic shops in Liyue, the most famous of which is the pot shop opened by Ms. Yinger.

Although he didn't know when a new pot shop opened here, it didn't prevent him from making compensation.

This jar was broken because of rice crackers, so he must buy this jar.

To be a human being, we must be reasonable.

"kindness."

Hearing Master Mao's words, Lin Mo nodded: "Then pay the money, the pot was broken by the rice crust you brought, one hundred thousand moras, thank you for your patronage."

Master Mao: "????"

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Master Mao, who was smiling, suddenly froze.

How many?

One hundred thousand moras?

He heard right.

Master Mao's eyes widened, and there were ten thousand capital letters in his heart.

At this moment, he has only one thought in his mind.

He was blackmailed? !

"What are you talking about? A jar of 100,000 moras? What kind of black shop do you open!"

At this moment, Master Mao looked at Lin Mo in disbelief: "This is Liyue, you Liyue opened a shop, how dare you blackmail people?!"

Although the shopkeeper in front of him was very young, his whole body was shocked by what he said.

How dare you speak, a jar of 100,000 moras.

What about stealing money?

This kind of jar is only worth a dozen or so, and it's not like he hasn't bought it before.

If it is a high-quality product, such as the pots made by Ms. Yinger's pottery shop, it is worth tens of thousands of moras.

Tens of thousands of moras are rare.

Miss Yinger's pots are only a few hundred moras, and good ones are only thousands of moras.

There are only a handful of jars worth tens of thousands.

It turned out to be a good thing, a small pot shop, a pot, and a hundred thousand moras on a horse? ? ?

Looking at the workmanship of the jar, it is not exquisite, but very ordinary.

It's not rough, but it's not refined either.

Dozens of hundreds of moras are overwhelming.

As a result, Lin Mo asked one hundred thousand moras? ?

Damn, that's not how you grab money.

Young and handsome, why would he want to blackmail him a hundred thousand.

How dare you speak!

Liyue is on patrol with the Qianyan Army, and the Qianyan Army will take care of this kind of thing.

One hundred thousand moras for a broken pot? ? ?

"I run a pot shop, not a black shop."

Hearing Master Mao's words, Lin Mo shook his head and said: "Every jar I sell is clearly marked with a price of one hundred thousand moras. Why do you sell it at this price? It's because there are things in it, and customers want to come and open it." jar, you need to take one hundred thousand moras."

"The crispy rice belongs to your Wanmintang. If you ran in and broke a pot, you will naturally have to pay 100,000 moras. There is a note in the pot, and it's not like you didn't gain anything."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the two Qianyan soldiers at the door. Not long ago, Miss Ningguang and Miss Keqing bought more than a dozen jars in my store and spent more than one million moras. He left contentedly, and the Qianyan army at the door can testify to this."

Master Mao: "?????"

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Master Mao was stunned.

The jar shop opened by this guy sells a jar for 100,000 moras?

Ning Guang and Ke Qing, aren't those two of the Li Yue Seven Stars? Actually came to this store and bought a dozen jars?

really.

Master Tian Quan Xing, and Master Yu Heng Xing, why did they come to this store to buy such jars.

Look at the fragments of the broken pot on the ground, there is a note, Master Mao has a black thread, and there is a note in this pot, will he be charged one hundred thousand moras?

This is to blackmail him.

There is Qianyan Army in front, how dare this young man speak up

A jar sells for 100,000 moras, what a bullshit.

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