Chapter Eighty-Nine: Transactions

Luo Tianqing just glanced at Wanbao Pavilion casually, and then walked in directly with his son in his arms.

The interior of the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion is obviously far more than it seems, and the whole space is very empty, and as soon as you enter the door, you can see many monks walking around inside.

When you enter the door, you can see a huge storage cabinet, which is full of various bottles and cans and storage bags of various colors, these storage bags are filled with all kinds of spiritual weapons and spiritual objects, and the size of the space inside is naturally different, such as the brown storage bags issued by Xianyunmen to the disciples of the sect are the smallest storage area, only a few cubic meters in size.

In front of the locker was a long counter, and between the two stood several disciples dressed in Wanbaozong costumes, busy doing business.

Although it seems very busy, the space of more than 300 square meters does not seem very crowded. As soon as she entered the door, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Treasures Sect who cultivated like her quickly walked towards her.

"I don't know if this fellow Daoist is here to buy or sell something?" The man who came had the usual smile of a businessman on his face, looked to be in his forties, had two mustaches on his chin, and his eyes were full of the calculations of a businessman. He has worked here for more than ten years, and he has developed a pair of fiery eyes, and when he looks at Luo Tianqing, he knows that this person is a rookie who comes to trade for the first time.

"Selling things." Luo Tianqing said lightly.

"I don't know your last name?"

"Don't give your surname Luo."

"It turned out to be Luo Daoyou, surnamed Zhang Mingran, since Luo Daoyou wants to sell something, please go down and appraise the value of the item." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to make a 'please' gesture and led the way in front.

Luo Tianqing did not hesitate and followed.

Zhang Ran took her to the room where Wanbao Pavilion specialized in identifying items, but it was only twenty or thirty square meters in size, and the entire room was covered by a very powerful defensive shielding formation, in case a powerful monk peeped and became greedy.

In the room, there was an ordinary wooden table and chair, and an old man with gray hair sat on it, fluctuating the golden abacus on the table. When he saw someone coming in, he pinched his white beard and stood up.

Zhang Ran was very in awe of the old man, and turned his head to Luo Tianqing and said, "Luo Daoyou, this is our appraiser of Wanbao Pavilion, Yue Lao. ”

Joking? Glancing at the old man who was all white, Luo Tianqing couldn't tell whether this person was He Xiuwei, so he bent down slightly to the old man with a hint of respect and said, "Old Yue." ”

"Hmm." Yue Lao nodded, the folds on his face were wrinkled together, and he couldn't see any expression, only to see him say to her, "Daoist friends can take out the things you want to sell, and the old man will identify the price for you, if you are not satisfied, you can not trade." ”

Luo Tianqing nodded, and with a direct wave of his jade hand, a large number of demon beast materials and elixir jade appeared in front of the two of them, and there were piles of miscellaneous old highs.

However, Yue Lao and Zhang Ran obviously did not have a trace of surprise, Luo Tianqing brought a lot of things, but most of them were some low-grade material ores, not particularly before, looking at these things, the two of them already understood the origin of these things in their hearts.

Yue Lao bent down, half-squatting on the ground and counting the things on the ground at random.

Although they were all the fur and claw armor of some low-level demon beasts, he had seen a lot of materials of the same kind of demon beasts, and there were also mutated demon beasts, and occasionally glanced at Luo Tianqing's eyes, which was also an extra recognition.

His cultivation is profound, so he can naturally see Luo Tianqing's true age and cultivation at a glance, but he doesn't notice Luo Tianqing's powerful divine soul that is different from ordinary people, but even so, he has a trace of appreciation for this junior.

At the age of twenty, he is still in the middle stage of foundation building, although he is not a particularly good seedling, but he is much better than most monks, but he is ...... Looking at the meaty little bun in her arms, Yue Lao secretly said that it was a pity.

Being tied up by his heirs so early, there is no hope on the way to cultivation.

"These things give you a total of three hundred medium-grade spirit stones, okay?" Yue Lao estimated the price in less than a quarter of an hour, and said to her.

Three hundred medium-grade spirit stones are like thirty-thousand-grade spirit stones, looking at the materials in such a place, Luo Tianqing frowned and said, "Three hundred medium-grade spirit stones...... Isn't it a little less? ”

You must know that most of these materials can be used by demon beasts to refine spirit weapons, and even an ordinary first-order spirit weapon can be sold for hundreds of grade spirit stones, so many materials, three hundred medium-grade spirit stones really feel a little worthless.

"Three hundred medium-grade spirit stones are already the highest price I gave, Luo Daoyou is not willing to trade can find another place, the old man believes that there is no higher price in this Luo Qi City than the price given by Wanbao Pavilion." Yue Lao said lightly.

Indeed, I heard that the price of Wanbao Pavilion is very fair, and it has a very good reputation among so many commercial houses in Luo Ti City, so when he thought about it, Luo Tianqing nodded, and agreed to the transaction. It's just a little helpless, three hundred medium-grade spirit stones sound like a lot, but she understands very well that this spirit stone won't take long, and she doesn't want to go to the Demon Valley once after cultivating for a while.

What a waste of time......

"Zhang Ran, take three hundred medium-grade spirit stones for Luo Daoyou." Yue Lao ordered Zhang Ran on the side.

"Yes." Zhang Ran responded respectfully, and then smiled at Luo Tianqing, "Luo Daoyou, please come here." ”

Luo Tianqing nodded, followed behind Zhang Ran, and listened to Zhang Ran's introduction to Wanbao Pavilion while walking, "Luo Daoyou, our Wanbao Pavilion not only collects treasures, but also sells treasures, especially on the second floor, there will be an auction in three days, I heard that there will be many spiritual objects born, I don't know if Luo Daoyou is sexually interested?" ”

"Zhang Daoyou said with a smile, I only have three hundred medium-grade spirit stones that I am about to get, how can there be so many spirit stones to participate in any auction?" Luo Tianqing pulled out a smile and said lightly, the little guy nestled quietly in her arms, blinking his eyes and looking at the monks who were busy running over on the first floor, his dark eyes were full of curiosity about this place.

Suddenly, as if he felt something, the little guy pulled the clothes on his mother's shoulder, pointed to a locker not far away, and said softly, "Mother, I want that!" ”

Zhang Ran was handing three hundred medium-grade spirit stones to Luo Tianqing, and when he heard the little doll that had not made a sound suddenly speak, he was stunned at first, and his eyes followed the white and tender fingers of the beautiful little doll, and there was a very beautiful ore on the cabinet, but it was not a high-grade ore, and it was not worth much spirit stone, but it was normal to attract the attention of the little guy.

Luo Tianqing naturally saw the very beautiful stone, her son wanted it, and it was nothing for her to buy it, so she couldn't help asking, "Zhang Daoyou, how can this stone be sold?" ”

Zhang Ran smiled and walked over to take down the ore and said, "This is just a low-grade ore, it's useless, since the little guy likes it, I'll give it to him in the next place." ”

As she spoke, she handed the very beautiful ore to the little guy in her arms, and the little guy didn't know what politeness was, so he took it and played in his arms.

Luo Tianqing insisted on a smile and said, "Then thank you Zhang Daoyou." ”

"You're welcome, next time Luo Daoyou wants to buy or sell something, you can come and find it."

Luo Tianqing nodded, naturally knowing that he would get a certain amount of remuneration every time he finished a business.

After putting away the three hundred medium-grade spirit stones, Luo Tianqing was about to leave, when he heard Feng Wu in the Divine Ring suddenly scream.

"The hosts! There are flowers there! ”