Chapter Eighty-Seven: Earn a Little Money
In the venue, no one heard Wu Wei's voice at all, and everyone tensed up in an instant.
The host glanced around with satisfaction at the crowd who seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and shouted: "Then, let's start to quote next, there are five pieces of earth beads in a group, and the starting price is one hundred blood crystals!"
"One hundred and ten!" Du Lang waved the sign in his hand.
Don't!" Wu Wei complained in his heart.
"One hundred and twenty!"
This brother, if you give me the money, I'll help you get some!
"One hundred and thirty!"
This product is not so profitable, Wu Wei is a little remorseful, he already knows that he will keep more on him.
For Wu Wei today, the difficulty of manufacturing this thing is almost zero, and it doesn't cost anything at all, but the materials to create it are a little difficult to do.
"One hundred and fifty!" was the man who shouted louder, Haarlem.
From one hundred to one hundred and fifty, this group of earth beads rushed up like a rocket, Wu Wei was already a little messy in the wind, if all the materials were available, even if the labor was counted, the overall cost of a ground bead was less than one blood crystal, in Qingyuan Town, it could be sold for about two blood crystals, and here, it could be sold for more than twenty blood crystals, which was even more powerful than grabbing money.
If so, how much can that human-level blade sell for!
Wu Wei was a little moved.
"One hundred and sixty!" Du Lang gritted his teeth, this muddy bead was an unplanned thing, and his budget was already a little tight, after all, the funds of the wolf killing group were not blown by the wind, but they fought out drop by drop of blood and sweat.
But before the words could fall, "One hundred and eighty!" Haarlem's voice rang out again.
Suddenly, there was an uproar in the venue.
"Is this Haarlem going to fight the wolf to the end?"
"Or should the Cobra mercenaries suppress and kill the wolves? ”
Everyone in the audience was talking about it, and they couldn't help but think about it.
"Dad, don't be provoked by them!" Du Xin'er advised.
"Haarlem, this old thief!" Du Lang's face turned red and white, looking at Haarlem's arrogant appearance, he gritted his teeth, and finally put down his hand as if deflated.
After all, this land bead is a one-time consumable, and instead of spending so much money, it is better to buy a few durable weapons.
"Five ground beads, auctioned by 70** buyers. ”
The hammer fell, and everyone couldn't help but shake their heads again and again, this cobra group is really too aggressive.
Lost the ground, Du Lang was obviously a little unhappy, this cobra group, sure enough, was like a poisonous snake, biting at his back from time to time.
"There are so many weapons in this auction hall, there are so many, does Regiment Leader Du know which channel they procured from?" Wu Wei fiddled with the number plate in his hand and asked casually.
When Du Lang heard this, he squeezed out a smile, he was already a little interested in the next auction: "Most of the weapons in this auction hall are provided by vendors inside and outside Shacheng, and they sell them here in order to make a name for themselves; some are mercenaries or thieves who hunt foreign beasts through exploration, and even obtain them from the ruins; as for others, they are through some shady means." ”
"Illegal channels?"
"Exactly, whether it is stealing or robbing, the auction doesn't care, as long as the quality of the thing is okay, they care about you killing people and setting fires, and the auction also takes strict confidentiality measures for the identity of the shipper, so there are a lot of blades lost from other sects will also appear in this auction, of course, these things can often be auctioned at an unbelievable sky-high price. ”
Du Lang said eloquently, he has no intention of auctioning, just calculating something there, looking at the cobra like that, he doesn't plan to let them take any of them, in this case, Du Lang will naturally not be soft, you don't let me buy it, I naturally won't let you get your wish, so everything the cobra group wants to buy, Du Lang has to insert a foot, so that they can more or less withdraw their funds.
Wu Wei looked at it for a while, said hello to Du Lang and the others, and went out of the auction first.
Now Wu Wei is not in a hurry to leave Shacheng, since he is here, then at least try to see if he can get the soul fruit.
In the bleak night wind, several weapons dealers trembled, this auction can't get in, but outside this auction, with the limelight of the auction, I can't say that I can sell a few handfuls, not to mention anything else, at least enough to make ends meet.
There are more than a dozen weapons on the stall of the old man Kuyi, all of which are handmade by him, not as good as those made in the factory, so a blade can only be sold for two or three blood crystals, and even so, there are very few people who come up to interrogate, and only two are sold in half a day.
But it's okay, compared to a few on the side, I can be considered to have made progress.
The old man Kui shook his clothes, and just took out a cigarette from his pocket, but saw a man in a pitch-black cloak come to him, the night was not dark, and the street lamp was shining, but the old man Kui didn't know why today, and he couldn't see the appearance of the other side clearly.
"How many weapons do you have here?" A broken Ukrainian dialect came out of the mouth of the man in the cloak, and the voice sounded like a middle-aged man.
Old man Kuyi, with one heart in his heart, listened to his tone, like a big guest.
He hurriedly rubbed his hands and said, "This uncle, I have a total of thirteen weapons on hand, one handle and three blood crystals, I don't know how much Your Excellency wants?"
"Thirteen?" the man in black frowned, it seemed that it was not enough.
"Don't fool me, I'll give you one hundred and ten blood crystals, and you can get fifty for me. The middle-aged man said coldly, only to hear Nakuyi slightly stunned.
"Oh my God!" Hearing this, the old man Kui was slightly startled, and his hands trembled a little, it was really a big business.
I saw that the middle-aged man casually threw a bag of blood crystals towards him, hurriedly held it in the palm of his hand, and counted it tremblingly, a total of one hundred and ten blood crystals, all of which were excellent blood crystals.
"You can get me fifty handfuls, and the extra ones will be yours, and don't even think about running away. There was a buzzing sound inside the cloak, and it sounded strange.
"Understand, uncle, you are waiting here. The old man Kui immediately put on a smiling face, and the pie that fell from the sky suddenly smashed him a little dizzy, "Even if you smash the pot and sell iron, I will get it for you!"
But in a moment, the old man Kuyi led a few hawkers to run over, holding a bunch of weapons in his hands, and respectfully placed them in front of the man in the cloak, this trip, the net profit alone earned seventeen or eighteen blood crystals, thinking of this, the old man Kuyi couldn't help but feel that he was right to come out today.
I saw that the cloaked man grabbed it casually, and the pile of small mountain-like weapons seemed to be sucked by something, and it was firmly attached to the cloaked man's hand, and with a clear sound, the pile of weapons disappeared into the darkness with the figure, and several people were amazed.
Not far away, Wu Wei took off his cloak and held a large number of blades in his hands, as if he was holding a small mountain.
"You borrowed one hundred and twenty blood crystals from me just to buy these beryllium copper and rotten iron. Du Xin'er, who didn't know when to follow, frowned and shouted puzzled.
"Why didn't you shoot inside?" Wu Wei turned around and grinned, he didn't intend to hide Du Xin'er.
"Hmph, if I go down any further, I'm just going to be a foil for that Sasan, I'm not so stupid!" Du Xin'er pouted and followed closely.
"Do you want to make a lot of money?" Wu Wei walked not far in front of Du Xin'er and said with a smile, "If you want to try, you can come and do me a little favor." ”
"Do you really have a way?" Hearing this, Du Xin'er immediately became interested.
Now whether it is Du Lang or Du Xin'er, they have already regarded Wu Wei as a cultivator from a certain sect, after all, his strength is in front of him, but that's all, for the real Wu Wei, they always feel that they can't see through it, they can't see through it, especially Du Xin'er, from the admiration in the desert to the present, I only feel that the man in front of him seems to be very different from the seal repairers I have seen before.
Du Xin'er has seen a few seal repairers above the five spins, but they walk all day with shelves, as if someone else owes them money, but Wu Wei's body can't see the feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away, but it seems that the big brother next door can be seen everywhere, revealing a feeling of closeness.
Wu Wei smiled, waved his index finger slightly, and walked silently towards the east.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" Du Xin'er smacked with a smile, and immediately put on a thick cloak and followed.
In a short time, the two of them quickly approached the city wall three or four feet high, but with Du Xin'er's skills, it was only a little difficult to pass through the city wall.
"Are we going out?" the girl's scream sounded, but she was drowned by the cold wind, and her delicate body was picked up by Wu Wei, a leap, but two breaths, and the two had already passed through the city wall.
Moments later, the two of them reached the sand dunes a few kilometers away from Sand City.
In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, Du Xin'er seemed to think of something, and secretly glanced at Wu Wei, her face was slightly peachy, but at this moment Wu Wei was preparing something very seriously in front of her.
She steadied herself and followed, this is ......
Not far ahead, a huge circular mass was slowly condensing......
Printing Array!!
Du Xin'er has a good sense of people, and after being instructed by a master, even if she doesn't know it, she also knows: "Could it be that you are a printer?!"
The words are full of surprise!!
You must know that the printer is above this world, but it is extremely rare, if the seal repairer is one in a million, then the seal master is a million or even one in ten million, and the limitation of the bloodline is destined to countless people even if they have great divine sense, it is impossible to become a printer.
For a while, Du Xin'er only felt that Wu Wei was constantly refreshing her cognition, and she herself had the qualifications to become a printer, so she naturally knew the preciousness of the printer and the difficulty of cultivation, and there was more respect in that tone.
If the strength of the other party is worthy of one's admiration, then the other party's identity as a printer is worthy of one's respect.
"Come on, next, we're going to start making money. Wu Wei raised his head and stepped on it, and a huge seal array was formed under his feet, shining brightly.