Chapter 363 Twenty two million two hundred seventy two million
Seeing the reactions of the people around him, the middle-aged powerhouse's eyelids trembled, and he immediately said in a hurry: "Steward Zheng, this three-pattern mortal weapon, it is better to directly let us digest it inside the Treasure Pavilion, I am willing to buy it at a price thirty percent higher than the selling price......"
"Is the quality of this sword really so amazing?" Hearing the words of the middle-aged powerhouse, Zheng Shanhe raised his eyebrows and asked in shock.
Hearing this, the middle-aged powerhouse nodded with great affirmation: "What I just said is absolutely not exaggerated!"
After a pause, the middle-aged powerhouse stopped talking, hesitated for a moment, and pleaded: "Steward Zheng, look, this three-pattern mortal artifact ......."
"Let's test the quality of the other two three-patterned mortal artifacts. Zheng Shanhe glanced at the middle-aged powerhouse slowly, and then said calmly.
Opening his mouth, the middle-aged powerhouse shook his head helplessly under Zheng Shanhe's majestic gaze, and immediately continued to test the quality of the other two three-pattern mortal weapons.
With the continuous input of vitality, the two three-pattern mortal weapons flashed with a slightly white luster almost at the same time, and two comparable sword rays spread out from the tip of the sword, no less than the three-pattern mortal weapon that the middle-aged powerhouse tested for the first time.
"How is this possible. The middle-aged powerhouse gasped, and his face was full of shock.
In his cognition, the quality of the three-pattern mortal weapon just now has reached the limit of the mortal weapon, and it can even faintly match the one-pattern spirit weapon, this kind of three-pattern mortal weapon can be met but not sought, even if the five-star refining master, or even the six-star refining master personally takes action, it may not be able to refine a higher-quality three-pattern mortal weapon.
However, at this time, the remaining two three-patterned mortal weapons, after testing, turned out to be no less than the first three-patterned mortal weapon.
"What was the result?" Looking at the appearance of the middle-aged powerhouse, Zheng Shanhe had a faint guess in his heart, but he couldn't help but ask.
Slowly recovering from the shock, the middle-aged powerhouse took a deep breath and looked at Zheng Shanhe excitedly: "Boutique! These three three-pattern mortal artifacts are definitely the best of the best, and the quality may have reached the limit of mortal artifacts!"
Zheng Shanhe said with a slight suspicion: "It's not so exaggerated, right?"
"No, not an exaggeration at all. The middle-aged powerhouse looked directly at Zheng Shanhe solemnly, and said with a serious expression: "I suspect that these three three-pattern mortal weapons were refined by a six-star refining master......!
After speaking, the middle-aged strong man stroked the mortal weapon in his hand, as if he was caressing a close lover, and his eyes were mixed with strong love.
"The masterpiece of the Six-Star Refining Grandmaster?"
"Hiss......"
"That's an exaggeration, isn't it?"
The words of the middle-aged powerhouse calmed the customers and waiters in the hall one after another, and their minds were a little confused.
Although the Han Dynasty is large, there is no six-star refining master, and even a five-star refining master, there are only a dozen or so, each of whom has a pivotal position and influence, which also leads to the fact that most of the heaven-level powerhouses of the Han Dynasty still use spiritual weapons, and the material of the spiritual weapons is difficult to withstand the vitality of the heaven-level powerhouses, so the lifespan is extremely short, so that the heaven-level powerhouses have to change their weapons frequently, and only a very small number of heaven-level powerhouses who are strong and have a lot of money can barely get a few royal weapons from the outside world through some special channels。
However, the Han Dynasty had so many heaven-level powerhouses, but the royal weapons were very scarce, which also led to more monks and less porridge, which was not enough at all, and many heaven-level powerhouses could only use spiritual weapons.
From this point, it is not difficult to see what a terrifying status the five-star refining master has in the Han Dynasty......
As for the Six-Star Refining Weapon Grandmaster, it was a terrifying existence that was enough to shake the major forces of the Han Dynasty, and it was enough to attract countless forces to compete with each other, and even curry favor with each other.
Such an existence, even if it is placed on the entire Qingzhou Continent, has quite terrifying energy.
"Heh, six-star refining master, isn't it amazing?" Looking at everyone's stunned appearance, the transparent old man beside Lan Feng couldn't help but pouted with disdain, although he was not a refiner, but the theoretical knowledge and experience he mastered were three points better than any refiner in the world, and a six-star refining master was not enough to be taken into his eyes.
If it weren't for the extremely clever refining technique of Soul Condensation Void Refining created by Wind Thunder, I'm afraid that the transparent old man would not have taken him to heart......
It must be known that Wind Thunder is a senior six-star refining master, known as the most promising genius to advance to the Craftsman Saint in recent years!
Glancing at Lan Feng, who was standing calmly beside him, the transparent old man nodded secretly, the talent of the former, coupled with his careful teaching, sooner or later he would reach or even surpass that level and become one of the few seven-star craftsman saints in the world, for this, the transparent old man was full of confidence and never doubted it.
Thoughtfully looking at the three-pattern mortal weapon in the middle-aged powerhouse's hand, Zheng Shanhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he looked at Lan Feng a few times again, before squeezing out a bright smile, and smiled more enthusiastically: "The rest of the three-pattern mortal weapons in Mr.'s hand, don't they all have such quality?"
"I don't dare to say all, but at least more than 95 percent of the three-pattern mortal artifacts are not inferior to these three pieces of quality. Lan Feng smiled.
Zheng Shanhe's eyes lit up suddenly, and then he smiled and said, "It's inconvenient to talk here, so why don't you go upstairs with me?"
"Well, it just so happens that I also have something I want to consult with Steward Zheng. Lan Feng groaned slightly, then nodded and agreed, the reputation of the Treasure Pavilion has always been excellent, and the internal management is also extremely strict, he is not worried about being pitted.
"Yuanlong, you can come along, in a while, there are still a lot of weapons, you need to test the quality. Zheng Shanhe returned the three three-pattern mortal weapons to Lan Feng, and immediately walked to the wooden ladder upstairs, and when he walked to the wooden ladder, his footsteps paused slightly, and he said to the middle-aged strong man with a reluctant face.
After a few moments, the three of them walked up the wooden staircase to the second floor and completely disappeared from everyone's sight.
And all the people in the hall, except for a few who left, most of them stayed in the hall, their eyes peeking in the direction of the wooden ladder from time to time, each with their own thoughts.
The maid who received Lan Feng was full of excitement and excitement in her heart, if this deal was reached, she would be able to get a lot of commission, this commission, in the eyes of many heaven-level powerhouses, may not be worth mentioning, but in her eyes, it is an astronomical amount, enough to ensure that she has a worry-free life for the rest of her life.
On the second floor, in a fully enclosed room.
"Steward Zheng, all mortal weapons have been tested. The middle-aged powerhouse who was called Yuanlong wiped the hot sweat on his head, his slightly pale face was full of excitement, and his voice trembled slightly because of the irrepressible excitement and excitement, "There are a total of three hundred and forty-two three-pattern mortal weapons, of which, three hundred and thirty-nine three-pattern mortal weapons are almost perfect, and the remaining three three-pattern mortal weapons have fully met our acquisition standards, and they have slightly exceeded some ......."
Zheng Shanhe's spirits perked up, and in his shrewd eyes, a touch of essence flashed, and his mouth whispered excitedly: "Okay!"
If this business is completed, his status in the Treasure Pavilion will definitely improve a lot, and he may be transferred to more prosperous cities to serve as stewards, such as the royal capital Daye City, or even more prosperous cities.
"Those three defective products will be treated as two mortal weapons for you. Lan Feng said nonchalantly: "As long as the remaining three hundred and thirty-nine three-pattern mortal weapons, you can give a fair price." In his eyes, although the three defective products reached the standard of the three-pattern mortal ware, compared with the rest of the three-pattern mortal ware, the quality was a little worse, which was tantamount to the two-pattern mortal weapon.
Hearing this, the corners of Zheng Shanhe's eyes twitched, he had seen a lot of rich people, but it was the first time he had seen a person like Lan Feng who didn't treat money as money.
Could it be that the current refiner has become so wealthy?
Shaking his head, Zheng Shanhe laughed at himself, threw away his chaotic thoughts, and immediately looked at Lan Feng solemnly, and said seriously: "It's as much as it should be, our Treasure Pavilion will never covet you for a penny." ”
At this point, Zheng Shanhe paused for a moment, and after a slight mutter, he said in an inquiring tone: "The quality of these three-pattern mortal artifacts is extremely high, and after they are put into the market, they must be very sought-after, therefore, on behalf of the Treasure Pavilion, I will purchase all of them at a price one percent higher than the market selling price, that is, the unit price of 6.6 million white coins per piece, including the three defective products, and also purchase them at the unit price of 6.6 million white coins, what do you think?"
The market selling price is much higher than the purchase price, and on the basis of the market selling price, raising the price by 10% shows Zheng Shanhe's sincerity.
It can be said that even if all these three-pattern mortal artifacts are sold, the profits of the Treasure Pavilion will be very limited.
However, with Zheng Shanhe's clever mind, he could naturally understand that the profits brought to the Treasure Pavilion by these more than 300 three-pattern mortal artifacts were not just numbers on the surface, in contrast, the improvement of a series of invisible wealth such as the reputation and fame of the Treasure Pavilion was the most important.
In addition, Zheng Shanhe naturally hopes to take advantage of this to catch the line of Blue Maple, maybe there will be unexpected gains in the future.
"I can't believe this guy is so generous. Glancing at Zheng Shanhe in surprise, Lan Feng secretly appreciated it in his heart, although he knew that the other party was winning his favor, and maybe even winning the favor of the suspected six-star refining master who didn't exist, Lan Feng didn't have a little disgust in his heart.
Since the other party brought a big meal to his mouth, if he didn't eat it, he would be sorry for the other party's kindness, so Lan Feng smiled and said, "As long as Steward Zheng doesn't think this price is high, then trade according to this price......
Seeing that Lan Feng accepted his kindness, the smile on Zheng Shanhe's face suddenly became more kind, and he carefully put away the three hundred and forty-two mortal weapons, he turned his head to Yuan Long and said, "Yuan Long, you calculate how many white coins we need to pay, don't let the guests wait for a long time......
"Okay, Steward Zheng, I'll calculate it right away. Yuan Long nodded, and immediately calculated it quickly in front of Lan Feng.
After a while, Yuan Long's eyes widened suddenly, he gasped, and a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "Steward Zheng, count...... Worked it out...... Altogether, altogether is...... Twenty two thousand two thousand two hundred and seventy two thousand white coins......"