The town's free market is built at the intersection of the cross, where the town's two main streets meet, and is the center of the town. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoA plaza was originally planned here, but as the town grew, more and more freelance traders flocked to the town, setting up stalls and selling their wares. At the beginning, some of the big people in the shops in the town were worried that these vendors would rob their business, and they always wanted to expel them, but later with the development of the town, they found that the prosperity of the town was also inseparable from these foreign small traders, they were like the living water injected into the town, which revitalized the original lifeless state of the town, attracting more and more traders and buyers, many people traveled not far away from the wasteland for dozens of miles, here to buy the food and salt they usually need, and also took some animal skins and dried meat to sell。 Later, the people of the town automatically gave up the square, forming the pattern of today's free market.

In the free market of this town, I even saw Lord Leopas and his attendants in the crowd, and my ears had become very sharp, and I could hear Lord Leopas say to his attendants from a distance of a few dozen meters from them: "Why, the biggest grain merchant here has never heard of vermicelli?"

"They did say they had never seen the vermicelli I described, or even heard of it. An attendant replied.

"Oh, keep asking around, ask more, you don't have to ask where it's made, as long as they can get it, sell it to us, tell them we'll get it in exchange!"

"Yes, sir. ”

"Old Kulu told him that we want to buy some vermicelli and send it back to the imperial capital on a fast horse to warm up the market in advance. Nine times out of ten, the secret of this thing seems to be in the hands of the orcs of the Guruding tribe, if this is the case, it is really difficult to do! Running this alone can eat us to death, we have to let the wind out, we want to buy it at a high price, and let them fight for it themselves when the time comes, as long as other orc tribes also have it, the price will not be what they want. ”

The group of them talked quieter and quieter, and the people walked farther and farther. I thought to myself: this old man Leipas is really tight-mouthed, he has never shown how much importance he attaches to vermicelli when he was on the caravan, but once he arrived in the orc territory, he cast his net everywhere to find out the news of vermicelli, and it seems that he definitely sees the huge business opportunity that vermicelli brings. It's just that I'm worried that Old Kuru will see his thoughts and deliberately hoard vermicelli to raise the price, so he hasn't revealed his thoughts, and this mind is really hidden.

The magic potion shop is actually not very big, just on the left side of a beef and beer hotel in the northwest corner of the free market, is a small shop of only a dozen square meters, standing outside the shop, you can see the door of the shopkeeper planted pots of herbs, although the most common low-level herbs, but the shopkeeper planted in a pot, the herbs as a potted plant, it looks like the shopkeeper must be a proficient herbalist in low-level herbalism, just such a simple small arrangement, will make some medicine pickers think carefully, whether there are fake herbs in their medicine basket that can be fooledIn case the shopkeeper mistakenly thinks he is a liar, will he be able to do business in the future?

Walking into this magic potion store, I saw that the entire first floor was occupied by a long wooden counter, and behind the counter there were rows of shelves against the wall, not only with all kinds of herbs, but also with various ores and some materials for magical beasts, I didn't know much about it, I didn't know what to add to those stones, but the young horns of the demon antelope on the shelves, I could see it, but I didn't expect this thing to be placed on the medicine shelf. There was a copper balance on top of the wooden counter, and by looking at the green patina on the base of the scale, you could tell that it was an old guy. However, the weighing pan of the balance is often used, and it is ground like two mirrors, connected to the scale rod by three fine chains. In the wooden box next to the scales were a row of weights made of silver, each of which was exquisitely made. A middle-aged orc was standing behind the counter, carefully grinding a few clover alfalfa, looked up and saw a few of us walking in, stopped what he was doing, and asked us calmly, "What do you want to buy?"

Actually, I wanted to sell the wound medicine in my hand, but Qige had already stepped forward and said to the middle-aged orc uncle in a robe with a smile, "Do you have citrine powder, abrasives, or lava hound's saliva?"

"Do you want to refine the Emperor Amethyst?" the middle-aged orc apothecary said in his throat, hoarse from overexcitement, like a traveler who hadn't drunk water in the desert for a long time. His hands were pressed against the wooden counter as well, and he made a loud noise from the exertion, startling us all.

Qige's eyes were calm, and her eyes as clear as a lake always conveyed her thoughts, just like the way she looked at the middle-aged orc uncle in front of her at this moment, as if she was saying: What do you old man think, if there is an emperor amethyst, do I dare to take it out here? The old orc seemed to understand Qige's expression, and withdrew his fiery gaze in disappointment, he felt a little tricked by the beautiful and excessively beautiful girl in front of him, which made the middle-aged orc uncle a little annoyed, and stared at Qige coldly and said: " Citrine powder and abrasives have, Cerberus's saliva can't be stored for too long, and it has no other effect than dissolving ore, why do you buy it?"

With a smile, Kig reached into Katerina's backpack, fished out a piece of whetstone ore from it, placed it on the wooden table, and said, "These whetstones are all associated ores in the ruby mines, and I feel ...... when I look at the color of these whetstones and the traces of purple grit on the surface."

The middle-aged orc took the whetstone, took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, and carefully examined the whetstone fragments. After hearing what Qige said, he looked more closely. Before Qi Ge could finish speaking, he continued her words and said with some excitement: "Those ruby mines have given birth to Emperor Amethyst, it must be!

Qige stood proudly in front of the middle-aged orc and said: "I bought these stones from a stall in the market, I want to grind these ores into ore powder, and then use citrine powder and hellhound saliva to dissolve the ore powder, these fine particles of imperial amethyst will almost be attached to the citrine powder and preserved, maybe I can collect a little ......"

"Ametrine powder!"

"Ametrine powder!"

Two people blurted out at the same time. Natural ametrine powder can not be compared with ametrine at all, the former is just a spar powder that stores magic power, but the latter can indeed be set on the magic wand of precious gemstones, but ametrine This is one of the main materials for making high-grade magic ink, it is precisely because the various materials of high-grade magic ink are extremely precious, so that this high-grade ink has been in a scarce state in the market, which is a priceless hard demand in the market, some senior pharmacists for some special reasons, must make high-grade magic ink, and even do not hesitate to spend a high price to directly buy the high-priced imperial amethyst, directly grinding the spar into powder。

"Is this ore for sale?" The middle-aged orc uncle finally couldn't hold back his thirst for high-grade materials anymore and asked Qige.

In many cases, if you take the initiative to negotiate with the shopkeeper about the sale, it will make the shopkeeper's first impression that these goods are in a hurry to sell and become fearless, in such a subjective initiative, it is very difficult for any item to be sold at a high price, and sometimes things will even get worse, that is, the shopkeeper would rather give up than buy at a lower price. The way to reverse this situation is to increase the other party's desire to buy, just like the middle-aged orc uncle in the magic potion store at this time, he only has these emperor amethyst powder in his eyes, even if the content of the ore is low, he also wants to buy it at this moment.

Qi Ge said with some hesitation: "Look, I'm also guessing, after all, these are just whetstones with a faint purple color, although from the appearance of these whetstones are the associated ore of rubies, but I am not very sure how much Emperor Amethyst will be collected, otherwise I will melt a piece first and see the content of Emperor Amethyst in the stone?"

The middle-aged orc uncle blinked his eyes like black beans, and he just wanted to say to Qige that everyone melted a stone together first, and saw how many grams of emperor amethyst particles could be collected in a stone, so that everyone could talk about the price and so on. But Qige didn't say whether to sell or not first, as if the second was more worried that he was selling cheaply, so he took the initiative to find out the content of the emperor amethyst particles. In this way, it was the middle-aged orc uncle who hesitated.

Things are relative, and if you are on the safe side, everyone melts a stone together and clarifies the content of the amethyst particles. In this way, it is equivalent to a clear price, I almost have so many amethyst particles in a stone, so okay! Let's calculate according to the general price in the market, remove the material costs and labor costs used in refining, then the rest is the price of my whetstone, ah? Don't buy it, okay! Originally, I just wanted to buy some solvents and abrasives to go back and collect them myself, it doesn't matter if I buy it or not!

But if such a stone has not been detected in the content of the emperor amethyst particles, then well! Now that this ore has a gamble, everyone can make a mental estimate of this ore, and give this ore an evaluation based on experience and speculation, how many ametrine particles it can collect, and how much income it can bring. Well, a magic potion shop can have one or two high-grade magic materials as treasures, and sometimes the benefits are far beyond their own value.

After struggling for a while, the middle-aged orc uncle finally said to Qige with a bitter face: "This guest, you see ......"

Oh, just by this tone I know that the middle-aged orc uncle is a bear, thinking about the tragic scene of me and Kuz being slaughtered in the weapons shop just now, at this time I have a feeling of shame and want to die, I have lived for so many years in vain!

Qige smiled and squinted his eyes to look particularly slender, making all kinds of expressions under that delicate and unusually beautiful face, and sometimes even more than speaking, it reflected all kinds of two-sided thoughts in Qige's heart, which made it seem that Qige was also hesitating between selling and not selling. But in the end, it was still decided to sell it all.

From start to finish, Kutz and I were like loyal viewers of a film, standing on the sidelines and watching without saying a word. And Caterina is a super dragon, under the command of Kige, constantly taking out the ore in the backpack and taking it out again. In the end, the two sides agreed that the price of these whetstone raw ore is 20 silver coins per kilogram, yes, this time it is about kilograms, such an expensive raw ore naturally cannot be calculated according to the quantity, because the size is uneven.

If you don't connect this series of conversations, first discuss what the ore contains—sell it or not—how much it contains—bet it or not—until you finally gamble on it, then how can you sell it? If Kig just goes into the magic potion shop, he pours the ore in front of the apothecary shopkeeper, and says, "Hey, uncle, how much do you think these stones are worth me?" Or say, "Hey, uncle, can't you buy twenty silver pounds of my whetstone ore?"

This middle-aged uncle will definitely say: Why don't you go and rob it? Do you sell whetstones as gold mines?

And now, the facts are in front of us, and Kig has sold the whole ninety-six raw whetstone ore to the owner of the magic potion shop for twenty silver per kilogram, and after weighing them, it is found that the ore is a total of one hundred and six kilograms, and in this way twenty-one gold coins have been sold at once, and Kuz and I have widened our eyes and looked at each other, as if we were both saying to each other: Old Kuru is not right at all!