As he spoke, he threw out ten low-grade spars, "These spars, I should send them to Hanako, you take them and leave quickly!"

Mu Yan didn't even glance at the ten lower-grade spars he threw out.

Instead, he slowly took out a thick wad of talismans from the warehouse and slapped them on the table.

Suddenly, the surrounding area fell into silence.

"Why, how can there be so many talismans? There must be more than fifty of them, right?"

"My store has received a year's worth of talismans, and I haven't received twenty!"

"Could it be that these charms are fake?

The fat steward suddenly came to his senses, and he frowned, "Don't think you can fool around with a few broken rune papers!"

As he spoke, he took the rune paper and directly picked up one and put it on the test stone.

Drop, the test stone lit up, showing the light of a product.

The fat steward sneered, "Is this the only one of your talismans real? Heh......"

Then, he picked up the second, the third......

Drip...... Drip...... Drip...... Drip......

One talisman after another was placed, each of which made the test stone make a verified sound.

And the face of the fat steward slowly turned from smug at the beginning to shock.

Even if...... Even if it's a one-grade talisman, this, that's too much, right?

Moreover, after thirty-five one-fet runes, the next test stone showed no longer the first-fret, but the second-fret.

It's a lengthy dripping sound again.

The fat steward's forehead was already oozing with sweat.

Whole...... Fifteen second-grade hedrons.

And the last one, the fat steward shook his hand and placed the talisman on the test stone.

"Drop"

The light on the test stone was twice as bright as before, and it turned out to be a three-pint talisman.

"Three...... There are not many three-grade runes in the entire lower three districts!"

"Moreover, she, she also took out thirty-five one-pint talismans, fifteen ...... Bi-fret. ”

In the end, when the three-rank talisman was measured, even Mu Yan showed a surprised expression.

Because this talisman was accidentally drawn wrong when she drew the second-grade healing talisman.

At that time, he had already drawn the last few strokes, and he wasted a talisman like this, and Mu Yan was really reluctant.

In a hurry, she instinctively mobilized the Heavenly Demon Qin in her body.

Using the sound of the piano to control the cinnabar pen, he broke the wrong rune and broke it back.

After the rune is completed, the rune on it looks a little strange, which is different from the "template" left by the little uncle.

Mu Yan originally thought that this talisman should be a little worse than the quality of ordinary second-grade talismans.

Unexpectedly, not only was it not bad, but it also directly became a three-pin talisman.

The fat steward's facial muscles twitched.

Thinking of the words that mocked Mu Yan just now, he felt that his face hurt a little.

Mu Yan took a thousand steps, raised his foot and lightly hooked.

The two hedrons that the fat steward had just thrown at her were thrown back in front of him.

Mu Yan looked at him with a smile, "Now, can you settle the bill for me?" Oh, by the way, for the sake of the steward's hard work to verify my more than fifty talismans, these ten low-grade spars should be sent away...... I've got you covered. ”

Although Mu Yan's sentence "send beggars" was not spoken.

But compared with what the fat steward had just said, everyone immediately knew the meaning of her words.

Someone couldn't help but laugh out loud.