Isley?

When Bai Song heard this, Isley seemed to be the mentor who was originally here, so the old scholar just now was the mentor's teacher. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a bit tongue-twisting to say.

"I'll give you an intermediate alchemy." Bai Song said to the girl in the hall.

Walking in the stairwell, Bai Song looked at the powder bottle, and had some doubts in his heart, and the development of things suddenly became strange.

"It's weird, this should be a mission, right? There are no quest hints either. Bai Song frowned, as if he wanted to drop the powder bottle, but his hand was raised and put it down.

Some NPCs will issue the kind of quests that the system does not recognize to the player, and this kind of quest has one thing in common, and the high risk is not necessarily the high reward.

However, it was just a runaway mission to Redstone City, and it didn't seem to be risky.

"Well, it seems that the reborn are not omnipotent." Bai Song sighed, in his previous life, he entered the game two years late, and the major events that happened before all relied on hearsay or inquiring about information.

Although Bai Song found a lot of information to understand in order to familiarize himself with the game before entering the game, it is inevitable that there will be omissions.

At this time, the communicator was ringing, and Bai Song looked at the ID and thought that the time was almost up.

"One hundred and twenty groups are not more, and now there are thirty-two silver groups, and many players in the guild are greedy for cheap and sell them early, and the ones they receive are not much." The voice of the ghostly fire came from the communicator: "The influx of other players has caused the price to rise too quickly, and there is not much below thirty silver." ”

"That's almost the number, I can't collect it, it's enough." Bai Song comforted the ghost fire: "Now most of the things are in the hands of profiteers, and they can't be harvested by relying on the output of low-level players." ”

Speaking of profiteers, Bai Song couldn't help but think of Xiong Dalai, and he didn't know if he still had it, but it was all his own decision.

"Is that really enough?"

"That's enough, it's almost, I don't have that much time to practice." Bai Song received the mail, and a backpack full of snake gall bladders.

Hanging up the communicator, Bai Song couldn't help but be speechless: "So many are to train the dead." ”

This afternoon, Bai Song soaked in the alchemy pharmacy.

......

"Brother Xiong, are you sure you want to sell now? This is only the price of thirty-two silver, and it seems that it will continue to rise. A bald head said to Xiong Da: "Now the goods are piled up in more than ten or twenty houses, we are in the middle of the stream, there is no need to be in such a hurry, right?" ”

The bald head said very reasonably, even Xiong Da was about to believe it, but after Bai Song said that, Xiong Da always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Xiong Da hesitated for a while, and said to the bald head: "Throw two groups first, the price of a group of thirty-one silver." ”

"Okay, Brother Xiong, you are the boss, you have the final say." The bald head saw that Xiong Da was so persistent, and he couldn't help it, anyway, he was just helping to work, and he was blind to the boss's heart.

The two groups were placed up, below the market price, according to the previous words, this should be able to be lost in an instant.

After a minute, the two groups were bought and one was taken, and the bald head glanced at Xiong Da, with some surprise in his eyes: "This ...... Isn't everyone going to level up or something......"

But after the bald head finished speaking, he didn't seem to find it convincing, Xiong Da said decisively: "Take the remaining group off the shelves." ”

"Brother Xiong, if you take it off the shelves, the deposit will be eaten by the auction house." The bald man said weakly.

"If you tell you to get down, you can get it, and you have to pay a deposit for fart." Xiong Da really wanted to slap his head, and at this time he also talked about the problem of deposit.

The bald head didn't dare to say more, and immediately gave the rest of the group.

"Xiong Da, what if this thing is useless in the end?"

Bai Song's words appeared in Xiong Da's mind like an echo, and Xiong Da patted his head: "Yes, if it weren't for the hype, this thing would be a bunch of low-level materials that no one would ask for if they were given away." ”

"Sell, sell, sell, sell all of them to me." Xiong Da gritted his teeth and made this decision 'fiercely'.

"What a sell-off?" The bald head was shocked when he heard this, and asked weakly, "Then what about the one I bought myself?" ”

"Whatever you want, whether you like to sell or not, hurry up and sell all the ones I have hoarded first." Xiong Da had a fiery tone.

"Okay." The bald head took out the purchased snake gall bladder from several backpacks, and was about to put it on it all of a sudden, but before he could put it up, the bald head was smart: "Brother Xiong, how to throw this sell?" ”

Xiong Da is also a little annoyed in his heart now, obviously he can make money, but Xiong Da's intuition in his heart tells him to sell it quickly.

Upset is upset, but Xiong Da is a more chaotic and calm person, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Thirty silver groups, ten groups of ten groups are sold like this, if there is no movement for ten minutes, it will be twenty-nine silver." ”

The bald head has been with Xiong Da for three or four years, and he knows that once Xiong Da shows this expression, it means that he has absolute confidence, and he also decided to sell off the money he bought with his private money, although there are only a few groups.

......

"Bai Shao, how long do you plan to sell?" Xiao Feng stood beside Bai Cheng and asked, "Do you want to contact Bai Song?" But Bai Song, does he really own that drawing? ”

"It's okay to get in touch, it's best if he's willing to cooperate...... Forget it, I'll contact him personally in a moment. Bai Cheng had a smile on his face.

"Bai Shao, according to the current market, we are the ones who make the most money by hyping it up." Xiao Feng couldn't help but look at Bai Cheng with a little admiration.

"It's just luck, who can know that the snake gall in other regions is much higher than our side, you can find someone to find out, what is the secret of this snake gall." Bai Cheng said with a slight smug smile.

But after a while, a person who looked like a little brother rushed over and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Bai Shao, there are ten groups of thirty silver snake gall bladders on the market, should we eat them?" The little brother was obviously in charge of keeping an eye on that.

"Ten groups?" Bai Cheng frowned, and then asked, "How long has it been now?" There are a few groups left. ”

"There is one set of ten left, and it's been a minute and a half." The little brother reported it truthfully.

Call.

Bai Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the market force is still very strong now, and his worries seem to be superfluous.

Just when Bai Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and felt that it was a false alarm, the little brother said inappropriately: "Bai Shao...... Ten more sets, also thirty silver. ”

"Ten sets again?"

Bai Cheng immediately clicked on the auction house to see, fortunately, the ten groups were bought out again within two minutes, Bai Cheng frowned and hesitated, and clicked refresh.

Ten more groups!

ps: It's not that it doesn't break out, the grades are really not enough to drink porridge, it's not like you can write a chapter in half an hour.

I'm also brushing up on a copy called life.,Plus it's even more time to squeeze.,Am I trying to do a good job?,I can't rush it out.。

I don't say this to complain about asking you to give a reward, I said that I never ask for a reward, there are many people who collect this book, and there are very few people who read the genuine version.

I wanted to do a little anti-theft, alas, forget it, so be it. It's not easy to be considerate and respectful of each other. (To be continued.) )