Chapter Seventy-Eight: Quid pro quo

Shen Chen recognized at a glance that this sword embryo was definitely a product of the cultivation realm.

However, this is the earth, and the distance to the cultivation realm is not as simple as spanning the entire galaxy?

He did the math himself. Only when you really step into the Immortal Emperor can you have the ability to cross planets.

But even so, there is still the possibility of death at any time.

But even if you really step into the Immortal Emperor and want to return to Earth, you have to go through decades of time.

Not to mention that he only stepped into the half-step Immortal Emperor after five hundred years, and he still has to go back after five hundred years?

After all, the earth at that time had long been a matter of things......

"Master, I can tell you bluntly. I want this sword embryo, you can just make a price. ”

Shen Chen stared at the sword embryo in the box, if he had this sword embryo, at least he didn't need to change weapons for a short time.

It's just that this price may not be something you can afford.

Even those who don't understand it anymore will be surprised by the pale blue light emanating from the sword embryo's body. Recognized as a rare treasure.

"Offer?" The old man smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "Old man, I am not short of money. ”

"What ......?" Shen Chen stared at the old man in astonishment.

If this sword embryo is put up for auction in the cultivation realm, it is conservatively estimated that it will cost ten thousand spirit stones.

If you convert it to RMB, don't even think about it without a hundred million!

Unexpectedly, the old man quickly took out the old wine in his arms and shook it in front of Shen Chen.

Although he didn't speak, Shen Chen immediately guessed the other party's thoughts.

Is this to get yourself a few more bottles of this wine in exchange?

Shen Chen hesitated for a moment, then directly hugged his fists and said, "Master, you can say it directly." How much do you need to change? ”

How much, it's just a concept. It may be as little as one bottle, and it may be more than a dozen.

But there is one thing that is undoubtedly cruel to Shen Chen.

That is, no matter how many bottles the old man wants, he can't get them. After all, this wine was originally given by Xiaoting's friend.

The old man held his chin and pondered for a moment, then stretched out five fingers and said indifferently: "This number." ”

"5 bottles?" Shen Chen asked in surprise.

You know, this number seems really mediocre. It's just right to belong to no more, no less.

No matter what you do, how much it costs to buy something. This number is within a relatively acceptable range.

Unexpectedly, the old man shouted angrily: "Lao Tzu wants 50 bottles!" ”

After speaking, he said angrily: "5 bottles want to change Lao Tzu's baby? I'm afraid you're not here to play with me, are you?! ”

"Hiss~"

Shen Chen subconsciously gasped.

50 bottles? What an international joke!

Not to mention that the price of this wine on the market has been sold for 200,000 a bottle. Even if you have the money, you can't necessarily buy it!

Let's be honest. Even if the old man asks him for 15 million now, the extra 5 million will be given to him.

It's much easier than getting 50 bottles of wine now!

"If you can't get 50 bottles of this wine, you don't have to talk about it anymore."

After speaking, the old man directly locked the box and pushed it under the bed. I clap my hands and turn around and leave.

A faint aura had already begun to hover in Shen Chen's palm.

For a moment, Shen Chen thought of killing people and overselling goods. After all, this kind of method has long been commonplace in the cultivation realm.

But in the end, he forcibly held back and took a deep breath.

"50 bottles, right? Okay, I'll figure it out. He gritted his teeth and said word by word.

This is his former hometown of China, and murder is a crime.

Let's not say that my strength is not enough to fight the whole world, even if I can really fight it, what if I can?

The feeling of being chased and killed all over the map in the cultivation realm, he really didn't want to think about it anymore.

The old man rarely showed a smile, but that smile seemed to make Shen Chen feel the urge to beat him up.

In short, he showed two rows of big yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "Okay, that's what you said." Although this sword embryo Lao Tzu is useless, he also knows his value. Take 50 bottles of wine and exchange it with your kid, who will earn and who will lose? ”

Indeed, 50 bottles of wine can be exchanged for a supreme-grade sword embryo worth tens of thousands of spirit stones. I can say that I have made money.

But the premise is that this is the earth, not the cultivation realm!

Until the old man went out and made a gesture of please. Shen Chen knew that the other party was giving an eviction order.

He glanced again at the wooden box with only one corner left, and sighed softly to leave.

Out of the building, the old man didn't bother to continue to take care of Shen Chen. Instead, he opened the bottle and sniffed the wine again.

Shen Chen took out his mobile phone and hesitated for a long time before finally dialing Xiaoting's phone.

Zhang Yuting is still in a meeting.

Seeing that it was still Shen Chen on the phone, he chose to pause the meeting and go out to pick up the channel: "What's wrong?" Can't find it? ”

In Zhang Yuting's tone, there was no complaint or impatience.

Shen Chen chose to get straight to the point and said: "Xiaoting, can you still get that wine?" ”

This sentence made Zhang Yuting's expression slightly stunned. Dissatisfied: "You want to drink?" ”

"It's not that I want to drink it, it's that this senior I know wants to ask for a few more bottles."

Knowing that it wasn't Shen Chen who wanted to drink it, Zhang Yuting eased up a little and said, "I'll help you ask." Is three bottles enough? ”

Three bottles, that is, at least 600,000. Zhang Yuting didn't even blink when she spoke.

"3 bottles may be a little ......"

Without waiting for Shen Chen to finish speaking, Zhang Yuting raised her eyebrows and said, "What about the 5 bottles?" ”

It's just that as soon as the voice fell, Shen Chen on the other end of the phone gradually fell silent.

"What about people? I'm still in a meeting. ”

Zhang Yuting saw that there were people in the conference room who kept sticking their heads to watch, and finally complained in a low voice.

"Huh? What's that...... I ......"

Shen Chen suddenly confessed: "I want 50 bottles, can your friend get them?" ”

"Dut...... Honk...... Toot ......"

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Ting had already hung up ruthlessly on the other end of the phone.

In this regard, Shen Chen could only smile bitterly and shook his head. Secretly Xiaoting is afraid that I think I'm joking with her, right?

Anyway, 50 bottles is too much.

But just as Shen Chen was confused and didn't know what to do, the phone rang suddenly.

glanced at the unfamiliar number, and subconsciously said, "May I ask who you are?" ”

Soon, a rather gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Excuse me, are you Shen Gongzi? I'm a friend of Xiaoting, I heard her say that you seem to be in urgent need of our wine? ”