Chapter 258: Local Tyrants, Seeking Custody (2)
() At present, it seems that this auction house and Ionic Xuan are also inseparable.
Ion Xuanpao pulled the fingertips of the book and suddenly stopped again, staring at the purple night.
"I remember that Young Master Zi once said...... Need for flint...... Do you want it now? ”
"To ......" Ziye unceremoniously: "Of course you do." ”
"How much do you want?"
Purple Night Silver Tooth bit her lips secretly, and her eyebrows trembled slightly.
That's a tough question to answer.
If you don't spend money, of course, the more the merrier.
But if she spends money, with her financial ability, she is afraid that she will not buy much, and she will be stretched.
Ion Xuan seemed to have guessed her concerns, and her eyes fell on Bang Yue.
"Bang Yue, can you check how many flints we have in our hands?"
"Yes......"
Bang Yue turned around and walked to a bookcase in the distance, took out an account book familiarly, looked through it slightly, and replied in a condensed voice: "Young master, the shops under our family's name still have high-quality flint...... The specific number needs to be carefully calculated by me tomorrow, but if I roughly calculate it, there are still tens of thousands of stones......"
Tens of thousands of stone ???
Zi Ye suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Nima's ion Xuan, this girl is not a local tyrant, this is a turtle.
Tens of thousands of stones, converted into catties and taels, that is an astronomical amount.
These flints are enough to arm one-third of the soldiers of the Nansheng Empire.
Ion Xuan's inquiring gaze looked at Zi Ye, and suddenly hooked his lips: "Young Master Zi...... How much do you need? ”
Zi Ye's lips twitched slightly, and he smiled dryly: "This price is ......"
"Haha......" Ion Xuan suddenly chuckled, and in the charming eyes, ambiguous and ambiguous: "Xiao Yeye, are you teasing me?" You are my person, my thing, your thing...... Just take as much as you want...... Also talk about the price...... Are you entertaining me? ”
Ziye instantly felt like hugging the thighs of the local tyrants.
Nima's ion Xuan, how rich do you have to be?
It's just that this feeling instantly sobered up a lot when it came into contact with the eyes of the people around me.
Ion Xuan, who relied on it, actually said such things in front of these people, making her Ziye look like a little white face eating soft rice.
"No, our brothers settle accounts...... More kills than you want...... You say a price, I will buy it for money, how can I make you suffer......"
After saying a word, Zi Ye instantly straightened her back a lot.
Your sister, it feels good to be rich.
This is the feeling of this NB has not been experienced much, and Ion Xuan has already hooked his lips and raised his eyebrows, smiling evilly.
"If you insist on paying some money...... That's a tael of silver...... Bang Yue, tomorrow I will allocate five hundred stones to Young Master Zi......"
"Yes......"
Zi Ye hurriedly took her little finger and calculated it carefully, she was still a little unfamiliar with the cargo units here.
So, you need to do the math carefully with the help of your fingers.
"One stone is four jun, and five hundred stone is two thousand...... One jun is thirty catties, two thousand jun...... Oh......"
Zi Ye suddenly gasped: "Sixty thousand catties ......"
60,000 catties of flint, what is that concept?
Ziye really didn't dare to think about it.
Looking at her lovely appearance with her little head and fingers, Ion Xuan couldn't help but chuckle, her eyes swept away, and she suddenly saw several old men below looking at her dumbfounded, so she smiled meaningfully.
"Young Master Zi is a little petty, don't be surprised...... Today's events are temporary, let's go back and rest, it's already late at night......."
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