Zhang Shihao thought he was smart, and he saw through Fang Yuan's intentions, letting Fang Yuan reap the consequences, and let out a bad breath in his heart.

The stall owner sold the sundries at a high price and got another profit, and he was happy.

Only Fang Yuan used Huang Yuandan to offset the price, bought a bunch of useless goods, and suffered a secret loss in this invisible struggle.

But this is not the case for Fang Yuan, Huang Yuandan is only the lowest level of elixir, and it has little effect on him.

If you take it to the store to sell, the price will also be lowered, and now you have bartered and got the items prompted by the panel, and you have also taken the opportunity to sell useless things.

This is the perception and information bias.

Under Fang Yuan's intentional guidance, he skillfully avoided the true intention, turning seizing the opportunity into a willful thing.

Fang Yuan touched his nose, his expression was sneering, as if he had suffered a secret loss, "Senior brother, you continue to appreciate, junior brother will leave." ”

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and walked away quickly, like a young boy who was ashamed and embarrassed after his prank failed and was discovered.

"Senior brother, go slowly, don't forget your pile of good things, you have to take good care of them." Zhang Shihao had a playful smile on his face, and the corners of his mouth hooked, full of mockery.

Although those items aroused his interest and were selected by thousands of people, there might be twists and turns if it were normal bidding.

But now he subconsciously judged that it was a pile of worthless clutter.

Turning his back and walking through the bustling crowd, Fang Yuan raised his head with a smile on his face and walked away towards the scorching sun.

It's just a little face.

He didn't lose anything, but he gained a lot of opportunities.

Now that he has come to this city, the opportunity has already started, and Fang Yuan is not in a hurry to go back.

Now that he is promoted to the middle stage of Qi training, everything needs to be repurchased, and what he doesn't use on his body must be sold and replaced.

Pills, magic weapons, etc. need to be purchased and added again.

After wandering around the market for a while, he ran directly to a three-story pavilion in the south of the city.

Fang Yuan stopped outside, looking at the plaque hanging high, with the words 'Baorui Pavilion' written in gold characters on a black background, and delicate moire patterns carved on the four sides of the plaque.

Baorui Pavilion is famous in the world of cultivating immortals in the Yue Kingdom, and its branches have opened all over the large and small markets, and it has an excellent reputation among the monks.

When Fang Yuan walked here, there was a handsome maid with a slender waist and a bundle standing aside, smiling and saying without showing teeth:

"This senior, but what treasure do you want to buy? It's windy outside, so it's better to move inside! ”

The maidservant girl revealed a shallow mana spiritual pressure, and there was a level of cultivation in the body.

With a kind and humble smile on his face, he treats people like a spring breeze, and his face is beautiful, which makes people feel good.

There were many shops that recruited young girls and boys of exquisite appearance from the world, trained them, taught them manners, and provided services to the monks who came and went in the shops.

Most of these people have poor qualifications, pseudo-spiritual roots such as the four spiritual roots and the five spiritual roots, and they have no background, lack of cultivation resources, and only have the cultivation of the early stage of qi cultivation, and they are not willing to do that helpless casual cultivation.

I had to sign a contract with the shop, show my face, and earn resources, although I lost my freedom compared to casual cultivation, it was better to be stable and safe.

The girl in front should be such a monk, a monk who cultivates qi is no worse than the so-called first-class master in the world, if it is in the world, she can be a lady, and her life is very nourishing.

You don't have to be so low-voiced, send people under the fence, and be a servant girl, you can only say that you are unwilling.

Because of the difficulties and the ambitions,

Don't teach the red dust to confuse the heart.

The road to immortality is difficult, and the road of cultivating immortals is full of people who are unwilling and Yu Yu to move forward.

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and became more determined in his pursuit of immortality.

"Okay." Fang Yuan nodded and stepped into the pavilion.

The maid's eyes lit up, and she followed step by step, he walked forward and watched, when Fang Yuan didn't stop, she just stayed by the side without saying a word.

When Fang Yuan stopped and looked at something, the maidservant was beside him and explained softly.

I went around and asked a lot, but I didn't buy a single item.

Despite this, the maid was not annoyed, she still spoke softly and smiled, accompanying Fang Yuan.

Not to mention the value of things, this service alone makes people feel at home.

It's no wonder that this Baorui Pavilion is famous and can be opened all over the market.

Amazed by this in his heart, Fang Yuan stopped and said to the maidservant: "I heard that Baorui Pavilion is the most kind, with good quality and low price, I really want to buy something this time." ”

"Senior, please come with me!"

When the maidservant heard this, she smiled happily, led the way in front, and took Fang Yuan up to the second floor and entered a quiet room where no one was around.

Inside the quiet room is a set of antique tables, chairs and furniture, there is a picture of mountains and rivers in the hall, and there is a delicate copper stove depicting flowers, birds, fish and insects in the hall.

The servant girl waved her hand, wisps of cigarettes came out of the copper furnace, the taste was elegant, the smell was clear, the maid led Fang Yuan to sit down, and there was another maid behind him with fragrant tea.

Two handmaidens serve on the left and right.

Fang Yuan took a small sip to moisten his throat, and there was a sound of footsteps, and it was a beautiful woman in a white dress and a skirt who came in.

When she entered, the ashram closed itself and raised the formation.

"The concubine Zhang Ya is the deacon of Baoruizhai, I don't know the name of Youzun?"

The female cultivator sat next to Fang Yuan, talking to Fang Yuan with a smile.

"It turned out that Deacon Zhang was in person, and his surname was exempted." Fang Yuan didn't dare to hold it up, and responded politely,

"It turned out to be Fang Daoyou." Zhang Ya greeted, "Seeing that Daoyou looks very good, is it the first time to come to my Baorui Pavilion?" ”

"It's the first time I've been here for the first time." Fang Yuan didn't hide it either, laughing at himself.

"It doesn't matter, Daoist friends are young and have cultivated profoundly, so they must be struggling with cultivation. There is no time to shop, my Baorui Pavilion has recently had discounts for new customers, but Daoyou is a coincidence. ”

"If you have anything you like, whether it is any pill or magic weapon, or other cultivation needs, you can buy one or two, and the price is guaranteed to be satisfied."

After Zhang Ya finished speaking, she picked up the teacup and took a sip.

This deacon had a lotus tongue, and between his words, he not only praised Fang Yuan to give him face, but also guided Fang Yuan to consume with the reason of the newcomer's discount.

The means should not be taken lightly.

This so-called new customer discount happened to be caught up by Fang Yuan, just listen to it.

In fact, even if Fang Yuan came a few years later, he would say the same thing, just a marketing method.

But it was indeed useful, even if Fang Yuan knew this, he couldn't help but feel happy.

This is the psychology of contentment.

The spiritual service of the Treasure Court is second to none.

Fang Yuan did have the items he needed, he had already shopped around, and he had the items he liked in his heart.

"The deacon said so, and you're welcome, I do have a heart for a few items of your treasure."

said what he needed, a medium-grade magic weapon suitable for fire attribute monks, the elixir.

After listening to Fang Yuan's needs, Deacon Zhang summoned the maid who was waiting outside and said a few words, and the maid came in again with a wooden plate in her hand not long after.

There were several brocade boxes on the wooden plate, Zhang Ya motioned to the maidservant to walk to the two of them, looking at their confident looks, presumably the items in this brocade box were extraordinary.

Deacon Zhang opened the first brocade box, and there was a seven-inch-long small sword placed in it, and the maidservant holding the sword said loudly: "Senior, this sword is a medium-grade magic weapon Xuanyang Sword, which is made by the master refiner with volcanic iron and yang flint, forged for three days and three nights, and it is a high-quality magic weapon. ”

Fang Yuan saw this magic sword and was quite moved by it, and after listening to the introduction, he nodded.

However, the quality is not visible, nor can it be convincing in a few words, and only by feeling it can we draw conclusions.

"Can you give it a try?"

"This is nature, Taoist friend, please." Deacon Zhang has nothing to do, and there is nothing to sell that customers can't see.

Whether the shoes fit or not is only known when they are worn. If you don't let you try, how can others be convinced.

Fang Yuan took out the small sword in the brocade box, urged his own mana, and injected it into the sword.

I saw a seven-inch small sword, which instantly turned into a three-foot Qingfeng, and waved it a few times in his hand.

I saw that the cold light was shining, and the sword aura was overflowing, and I was more satisfied, and then I put it down with a little reluctance.

After asking about the price again, he didn't say anything.

The satisfaction in his heart, his face did not show any light, and he turned to look at the second brocade box.