Chapter 873: Psychological tug-of-war bargaining
It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!
Fang Yang didn't expect it to go so smoothly, which made his whole person flutter now, and he couldn't believe it.
Is it a dream?
It's impossible, obviously the smell of medicinal herbs around you, as well as the stale smell of the cupboard, is so pungent that you can't hide if you want to.
The shopkeeper looked at Fang Yang with an excited expression, a little unclear, but he had also earned a lot of compensation, and he also seemed very happy, and even his attitude towards the other people who came to buy medicinal herbs was much better.
After a while, Fang Yang took out a bottle of life essence and a bottle of life essence in the space bag, "You can make a price, I'll sell it if it's suitable." ”
The shopkeeper was stunned, everyone was stupid, he thought that what Fang Yang said before was just a joke, but he didn't expect it to be true!
I'll it!
How could there be such a god-given life extractor?
And it seems that both the purity and the quality are much better than the bottle purchased before.
Oh my God, what the hell is this man, there are so many treasures.
The shopkeeper came back to his senses and felt as if he had been hit by a big piece of gold, and his whole person was a little fluttering.
If Fang Yang knew that this shopkeeper had the same mentality as him, he might laugh out loud.
The shopkeeper was worthy of being a man who had seen the world, and the ecstasy on his face was only a flash, and then it was quickly disguised, and he began to put on a straight face, touch his mustache, and began to think.
Of course, what he was thinking about was definitely not how to be embarrassed, but how to make the most money in order to get the two vials of Life Extract.
In other words, if it is an ordinary person, even if it is some dock leader, the shopkeeper must beat him well, not to mention sucking blood and sucking bones, at least a layer of skin must be peeled off and then let him take it.
But the young man in front of him is not a good stubble, not to mention his eyesight, just this kind of background, and the origin of these treasures, none of which can be underestimated by the shopkeeper.
Therefore, the shopkeeper put away his foolish thoughts, pondered for a while, and then said, "This way, two bottles together for 30,000 credits." ”
Fang Yang's face was expressionless, without saying a word, he picked up two bottles of life essence and walked out.
Sure enough, it's still the essence of a profiteer!
30,000 communication points? What are you kidding?
This is the A-level purity of the interstellar universe life stock solution, if nothing else, let's just say that this bottle is definitely more expensive than the neurotoxins bought by the gangster before.
How can it be only 30,000 communication points.
I thought that the owner of this shop would change his sex and be able to open a suitable price, but his feelings were still so treacherous and treacherous.
This is to treat him as a wronged leader, ah no, the wronged boss is not so wronged.
This trial, after all, is mainly spiritual time, so Fang Yang does not carry so much life base liquid on his body, there are only about ten bottles in total.
But he also thought that he might not need so much, and he still had to gain a firm foothold in this city and develop his own power, so he still sold some for a little starting capital.
Originally, he wanted to exchange some spar metal for them, but later he found out that the mechanical metal technology of this universe was too proficient, maybe he had found it to a higher level than the interstellar universe, and his own spar metal, even if a few pieces were still divine gold, but I was afraid that they still couldn't buy any good price.
The main reason is that the amount is too small, that is, four or five palms are the size, not to mention what weapons are used to make them, they are used to make a supermetal prosthetic, and this amount is enough to choke.
That's why it's hard to sell these spar metals, or sell them for some good prices.
If Fang Yang had this kind of spar metal deposit in his hand, then why did he bother with all this effort, he could just sit back and eat the mountain.
Fortunately, when he came to the only drug store on Renqing Street, Fang Yang knew that in this world, medicine is the most scarce commodity, not metal or equipment.
I don't know if it's because of the monopoly of large conglomerates or whatever, or because most of the people here are used to prosthetic disassembly.
Got a cold?
Hey, what's that called, you still need to see a doctor and take medicine? You have to have that money, the lung tubes are going to cough out, it's okay, it's a big deal to change the mechanical metal to transform the lungs, the same breathing, the same breathing, and you won't get sick, you just need regular maintenance.
Injured hands and feet, broken, tendons picked, broken bones?
It's not a thing, just find a better underground clinic to modify it, once and for all, this kind of thing will not happen again in the future.
Even if the face is disfigured, I'm afraid that the people here won't take it seriously, it's a big deal to transform one with metal and then coat it with a layer of artificial skin, wouldn't it be good?
Like the red-lipped beauty that Fang Yang met at the dock before, the entire jaw and half of his face were transformed by mechanical metal, although he was a little crazy, he was still beautiful.
The people here have long been accustomed to the life of mechanical metal transformation, and are accustomed to the life of merging with mechanical metal.
This can not only increase their strength, but also do a lot of dangerous and risky things, anyway, as long as the consciousness does not die and forget, anything can be saved.
I am afraid that it is precisely because of this that this old town has a drug store in a huge street area, and medicine can only sustain a fragile life for a short time, which is really a luxury, and it is not as affordable and convenient as mechanical metal.
In the central city area, Fang Yang had heard from others that it seemed that there was a large high-end hospital, but that was already far away from them, at least for Fang Yang now.
Of course, this is also a kind of transformation with the development of the times, which belongs to the general trend of the wheel of history, rolling forward and unstoppable.
However, no one likes mechanical and cold metal, no breath of life and tension in the blood, no pain and touch, no taste of sweet, sour, bitter and salty, no heartache and joy, no joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe, no grief of despair to death, and so on.
This is all the information that makes up the body, this is the vitality of life, this is life!
It's a pity that the people of the Old City don't even have the qualifications, or the financial resources, to enjoy the vitality of these lives, so they have to disassemble and then install mechanical transformation metal, and the person becomes one with the cold mechanical metal, and then survives.
However, Fang Yang knew that someone like the shopkeeper could open a store in the old city where drug resources were so scarce and tight, and there was definitely someone behind him, as for who it was, Fang Yang didn't know, and he didn't want to inquire.
However, the shopkeeper must be able to sell these drugs at a high price, otherwise he would not have his eyes lit up at the beginning, this profiteer can deceive others, but he can't deceive him.
His six senses of divine consciousness have already been so powerful that how could he not see the strangeness in the eyes of this shopkeeper when he saw the life base liquid.
Although he covered it up very well, it disappeared in a flash, and he belonged to the old fox, but Fang Yang was even more thief than him, and he could see it in two clicks.