Meng Lingjiao was shocked in her heart, this man and woman are definitely rich and noble. Especially Bai Xuanxuan, her face was pale when she first came, and from the other party's somewhat awkward walking posture and the unnaturalness between her eyebrows, Meng Lingjiao, who is also a woman, guessed very lightly that this woman came on a special day every month, and like herself, she was the kind of physique that would kill people when it hurt.

But looking at her now, her face is obviously much more ruddy, and her eyebrows are stretched. Could it be that this sword and sword spike are really as this liar said, and have the effect of relieving menstrual cramps on women?

Thinking of this, Meng Lingjiao's heart became hot, if it really has this function, it is really a woman's baby.

The lovers politely exchanged pleasantries with Shen Han for a moment before leaving the stall.

After the guests left, Yunxi immediately walked over and said, "Senior Brother Shen, give me your card number, and I will transfer the money to you." ”

Shen Han smiled and waved his hand: "I'm just purely helping, this thing is originally yours, and it was sold from your stall, and the money will naturally belong to you." ”

"You can't say that, if it weren't for Senior Brother Shen, this thing wouldn't have been sold at such a high price. So except for the original price of the sword and the two sword spikes, the rest is counted as your own earnings. I didn't see that Senior Brother Shen was not only good at his hands and feet, but he was not weak at all. It's just that the senior brother is such a fool, and it will affect our reputation as Jing Zhai to some extent. Speaking of the back, Yunxi's tone was slightly displeased. The sword and the sword spike are all from their Lingyu Jingzhai, and she naturally knows whether it is ordinary or not. Lingyu Jingzhai is also a big faction, and it is not good to deceive people.

Shen Han didn't explain much. Yunxi's anemic physique, Xuanyang Tianhuo's gentle true yuan is also very beneficial to her. So Shen Han picked up another sword spike, put it in the palm of his hand for a while, and then handed it to Yunxi and said, "This piece is for you." ”

Yunxi took the sword spike, and his expression immediately changed: "This is ......"

Unlike the couple just now, Yunxi is a person who practices martial arts, and the bones and meridians in his body have long been developed. The gentle energy in the sword spike slowly flowed down the eight veins of the Qi meridians around her, making her feel extremely comfortable.

"Now I know I'm not lying. Definitely a good thing for you women. Shen Han said with a smile.

"Good stuff? Then show me. "At some point, two more female customers came, one wearing a blue plaid skirt, looking very sunny and cute. Along with the plaid skirt girl was a young woman in her thirties.

The plaid skirt girl will obviously be a naughty master, and she didn't care whether Yunxi agreed or not, so she took the sword spike in her hand, tilted her head and looked at it for a long time, and then put it in the palm of her hand to feel it, and said with a happy face: "It's amazing, it's really hot." How do you sell this? ”

"One hundred thousand." Shen Han said with a smile, he had already begun to consider whether to apply for a booth as well. According to the current market, he can become a millionaire or even a multi-millionaire in just one day.

"Sister, this sword spike is very good-looking, and it is very comfortable to put on the body hot, why don't I buy one for you?" The plaid skirt girl said to the young woman beside her.

The young woman also put the sword spike in the palm of her hand and felt it, her eyes showed a look of love, she hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "It's quite comfortable, but the price is a little expensive." ”

"Makes sense, handsome guy, your thing is too expensive, if it's two hundred thousand, I'll buy it." The plaid skirt girl obviously also had sharp teeth, and began to bargain with Shen Han.

Shen Han smiled and took back the sword spike in the young woman's hand, and only said four simple words: "The market is priceless." ”

It is indeed priceless, and what is hidden in the sword spike is his fire attribute true element, Shen Han is still not sure if he is the only immortal cultivator in this world, but the sword spike that contains the true yuan is the only one.

Rich people are afraid of death, and they also pay attention to health, and this fire attribute true element does have a wonderful use for health preservation. So the price of 100,000 is not expensive at all. Shen Han was even thinking that if it was his own stall, he would even go up the price a bit. Consumers have a very special heart, they subconsciously believe that the high price is all good things.

The plaid skirt girl saw that the baby was taken back, and said anxiously: "I didn't say I wouldn't buy it." Sister, I think it's okay, you said that this sword spike has no battery and no other energy source, why does it heat up? Maybe it's a treasure. The girl in the blue dress winked at the young woman, which means that our family is not short of this little money, and we can kill it by mistake, and we can't let it go.

Meng Lingjiao, who was watching from the sidelines, snorted coldly in her heart, she had two doubts about this sword spike, one was really a baby that could relieve a woman's menstrual pain, and the other was something that this guy had come up with to deceive people. Meng Lingjiao guessed that this sword spike might rely on special workmanship to stuff a miniature heater that was difficult to find. 100,000 yuan to buy a sword spike, and after two days the battery is gone, these customers will find out that they have been fooled. But it will be too late, and this liar will definitely have fled long ago.

But subconsciously, she hoped that this sword spike would really be of such a wonderful use to women. Growing up, she was really tortured to death by the "old friends" who visited every month. It was precisely because of this ambivalence that although the old man tried to pull her away several times, she insisted on staying and seeing what was going on.

"Then buy one, give it to yourself, sister doesn't need it." The young woman said to the plaid skirt girl.

"Then how can it be done, our sisters must be blessed and shared." The plaid skirt girl waved her hand angrily and said to Shen Han, "One hundred thousand is one hundred thousand, give me two." ”

Shen Han handed over the sword spike in his hand, then took out a sword spike again, hesitated for a moment, and still injected some true yuan into it. He regretted a little in his heart that he had just said a big thing, the money he made from selling it should be divided equally with Ling Yu Jingzhai, and the true yuan wasted was worth at least two blood spirit ginseng plants.

But what scared him was just beginning, and when the sisters paid for the bill, more customers were attracted to them.

"Excuse me, does this sword spike really help a woman's menstrual affairs?" A middle-aged woman who looked like a noblewoman asked.

"Of course it works."

"Okay, give me one." The lady was very simple, took out a bank card from her satchel and asked to pay.

"Give me one too."

"I want it too."

……

As soon as the noblewoman's words fell, three or four more women scrambled to buy them. Their psychology is probably the same, although 100,000 yuan is not a small amount of money, but for these rich women, it is really nothing. Even if Shen Han is a liar, he will be deceived if he is deceived. But if it can really relieve their menstrual pain, let alone 100,000, 1 million is definitely worth it.

Shen Han was about to cry, he was originally playing this with the mentality of having fun and being angry with Meng Lingjiao, but it ended up attracting such a hot sales scene. If this all satisfies the purchase needs of these women, will it cost him his life?

Just when Shen Han was thinking about how to deal with this scene, the middle-aged man in black with the word "prison" written on his chest walked over.

"Senior deacon, come into the back room and have a cup of hot tea." Yunxi saw his identity clearly, and immediately smiled and entertained.

"You're welcome, I see that your stall is doing a good business, so I'll come and take a look. The spike of the sword in his hand belongs to you in meditation, and he is his own. If someone uses your stall to sell their own work, it will be unruly. The man known as the deacon said politely.

Because the money of the "ancient" sign is so easy to make money, there have been many traders who secretly cooperate with some disciples of the sect to sell goods obtained from other channels at trade fairs, and make high profits from them. Therefore, it was later stipulated that if such a situation happened to any sect again, it would be disqualified from participating in the conference.

Lingyu Jingzhai is all female disciples, and Shen Han, a big man, standing in the middle is naturally very attention-grabbing. And he is as enthusiastic as a peddler, which is indeed easy to suspect.

Yunxi hurriedly explained: "Senior Brother Deacon has misunderstood, all the things here are from Jingzhai, if Senior Brother suspects, even if it is." This Brother Shen has some relationship with us Jingzhai, and when we met by chance today, he just shouted for us twice. ”

The black-clothed deacon picked up one of the sword spikes and looked at it, and then asked, "How do you sell this sword spike?" ”

Yunxi didn't know how to answer all of a sudden, because Shen Han's asking price of 100,000 yuan was too exaggerated. She was afraid that after the black-clothed deacon heard this, she would have another incident.

However, the people in Jingzhai didn't speak, but Meng Lingjiao on the side rushed to say: "They asked for 100,000 yuan." A small sword spike costs so much money, isn't it when we, the customers, still slaughter and ask for the price. ”

The black-clothed deacon stared at Shen Han and asked, "Little Sword Sui, why do you want this price." ”

"The one in your hand is an ordinary sword spike, and it's not worth the price, but the one in my hand is worth the price." Shen Han slowly spread out his palms.

The onlookers didn't feel any difference between the two sword spikes, but the black-clothed deacon, as a master of the Ning Dan Period, naturally really felt that there was a special energy fluctuation in the sword spike on Shen Han's palm.

The black-clothed deacon's face changed slightly, and he said politely to Shen Han, "Can you lend me a look?" ”

"Of course there is no problem." Shen Han sent the sword spike out.

The black-clothed deacon looked at it carefully for a moment, then closed his eyes, as if he was feeling it with his heart. After half a ring, he opened his eyes and stared at Shen Han's face for a while, but was surprised to find that the other party's cultivation was deep. The black-clothed deacon said, "Your Excellency is a strange man. Can you tell me what that special thing in this sword spike is? ”