Ye Feng looked at the boss with a smile, and did not speak quietly, with a little playfulness in his eyes.

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't reply, and looked at him with a smile, the boss suddenly felt a little anxious in his heart, and said secretly: "Could it be that I want the price too expensive?"

As the boss, he naturally knew what the price of these materials was, and after waiting for a while, Ye Feng didn't reply, the boss gritted his teeth and said, "Young man, how about eight hundred?"

Ye Feng shook his head, turned around and wanted to leave, although he could afford to give this thousand yuan, but he was not a fool, how could he let others slaughter him, his money was not blown by the wind, and he didn't spend it like this when he had money.

When the boss saw that the duck that was about to reach his beak had flown away, wasn't he busy just now? Hurriedly said in a loud voice: "Wait young man, how about five hundred, five hundred yuan?"

Ye Feng continued to walk towards the door as if he couldn't hear, which made the boss very devastated, and he was discounted by five percent, for ordinary people, when the other party heard that the discount was so ruthless, he had already licked his smiling face and came over to trade, why was this young man not moved?

"Young man, you have to say something, or else, you can return the price to see if it is suitable"

Ye Feng slowly stopped, didn't even turn around, and the three words came into the boss's ears lightly.

"One Hundred Dollars"

"What?" The boss didn't answer immediately, the expression on his face changed, and he was thinking about the stakes in his heart, this batch of goods in front of him had been pressed in the warehouse for a long time, and it was estimated that it would be moldy if he didn't sell it, although this hundred yuan was a little less, but thinking about his own profits, he sighed in his heart and said, "Okay, young man, it seems that I met an expert today."

The boss doesn't think that Ye Feng is a stunned young man who doesn't understand anything, looking at his look that is not in a hurry at all, it is estimated that he knows what the price of these materials is, and even if the other party does not buy it from him, there are other places to sell these things in the antique street, and he still understands the truth that fat and water do not flow into outsiders' fields.

Ye Feng showed a satisfied smile at this time, the boss agreed after thinking about it, it seems that he still has some profits, but Ye Feng doesn't care, others also have to support their families, and they can't press the price too hard, of course I won't agree if you open your mouth, but I won't let you lose money in the same way.

"Swipe the card" Ye Feng took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to the boss, this card has 100,000 yuan transferred to him by Zhao Haoqian, so he is not worried about not being able to pay the account, originally Ye Feng wanted to give cash, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that he really can't make up a hundred yuan in cash.

The boss took the bank card handed over by Ye Feng, of course his store supports UnionPay transactions, you must know that his store is specialized in selling jade jewelry, although many of them are fake, but ordinary people really can't tell the difference, according to the real settlement, an ordinary jade jewelry will cost tens of thousands of yuan, ordinary people who bring so much cash to the street, are not afraid of being robbed?

When he saw the numbers displayed in the machine, he suddenly felt a little depressed, and he couldn't see that this ordinary looking kid was so rich, he was afraid that he was not a rich second generation, right? I asked for a thousand yuan is nothing to you, right? But he is not a person who does not believe in his word, and since he has reached a mutual agreement, he will not take more money from others.

After a while, the boss returned the bank card to Ye Feng after the transaction was completed, Ye Feng looked at the message sent by his mobile phone, and determined that there was only one hundred yuan missing from the bank card.

After returning home, Ye Feng washed up first, and then placed the purchased materials on the table.

The talisman is a magic weapon for people to communicate with the world, so it is not something that can be drawn casually, so there is the so-called "drawing the talisman does not know the trick, but provokes the ghosts and gods to laugh; There are hundreds of millions of ways to draw talismans, some of them have to pinch the trick and think that the gods come with the pen, and some of them have to step on the gang and recite the mantra......

The production of runes is not a simple matter, because whether it is rune paper or rune ink, the production materials have certain requirements, and now Ye Feng's realm is only equivalent to the Qi cultivation period of a cultivator, and what can be refined is only some low-level runes, so those materials bought from Jade and Zhai should be able to meet the requirements.

Ye Feng learned from the mouth of the sword spirit in the previous life that the realm of cultivation is divided into nine realms: Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, Shenshen, Returning to the void, Merging Dao, Mahayana, and Tribulation, but due to the lack of memory of the sword spirit, he also does not know if there is a higher level of existence above these nine realms, and in the previous life, his Sword Saint's cultivation is just equivalent to the realm of cultivating the true god.

Ye Feng shook his head and exhaled a turbid breath, thinking that these were still too far away from him now.

Ye Feng slowly picked up a wolf pen, because it was the first time to refine the talisman, so Ye Feng didn't dare to be careless, although these materials were not worth a few dollars, but it would take some time to buy them again. Holding the brush, he closed his eyes and calmed down, recalling in his heart the method of refining the talisman, and slowly adjusting his state.

After a long time, Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled deeply, and instilled spiritual power into the brush, only to see that it was just an ordinary brush, but at this moment there was a faint glow, Ye Feng splashed ink, and a line of runes suddenly appeared on the yellow paper.

However, during the period, the brush that was waving in Ye Feng's hand paused slightly, and Ye Feng subconsciously stopped, then he remembered that he had to draw the rune line in one go, and a slight pause meant that this rune had been invalidated, and even if it was refined, it would not have any effect.

The first one, failed!