Reaching out and knocking on the counter, Luo Qingyin said to the guy, "Show it to me." ”

The guy was already ready, and as soon as he heard Luo Qingyin speak, he immediately took out the grass ginseng: "Look, the grass ginseng in the small shop can be batched, with a minimum of one hundred plants, and the batch price is two hundred and fifty Xuanzhu; Buy 350 Xuanzhu alone. ”

It's not expensive.

However, Luo Qingyin knew the main point of bargaining, and showed a look of embarrassment just right: "I want to batch goods, but it's a little too expensive......"

As soon as the guy heard that there was a play, he crackled and calculated it with an abacus, and said in a low voice: "Two hundred and thirty Xuanzhu, this is the lowest, I gave it to you without permission, don't tell anyone else." ”

Luo Qingyin was secretly amused in her heart, but she was still embarrassed on the surface: "It's still a bit expensive." ”

The guy gritted his teeth: "Two hundred and two!" This is the lowest price, and if it is lower, I will lose money and cannot sell. ”

Luo Qingyin nodded: "Take it all out and I'll take a look." ”

The guy immediately trotted to the back hall and came out with a big bag of grass ginseng, "You pick slowly, this is the goods that just arrived, and it is very fresh." ”

Luo Qingyin looked into the bag, and it was really just dug up, and the soil he was carrying had not yet dried.

Luo Qingyin put the grass ginseng that the snow ginseng doll looked at in his hand, and then picked it up in the sack.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zi Yunchen's lips.

Kittens are so smart!

She clearly doesn't understand the mystery, but she knows how to use the grass ginseng in her hand as a standard, and the selection is not too bad.

The snow ginseng doll who helped was against the sky, and one pick was accurate!

Luo Qingyin watched his movements thoughtfully, and simply put all the selected grass ginseng back into the bag.

The guy thought she didn't want it, and hesitated, "This ...... You ......"

Luo Qingyin waved his hand: "I want it all." ”

The guy immediately smiled: "Okay." ”

After paying, Luo Qingyin caught a glimpse of a trace of blood on the sack out of the corner of his eye, frowned slightly, and asked intentionally or unintentionally, "Your grass ginseng was dug on the four thousand three hundred and twenty peaks?" ”

The man's smile faded, and after a while, he sighed: "I'm afraid I won't have to sell it in the future, the Black Tiger Gang doesn't pay attention to morality, and destroyed most of the land, only snatching this bag back." ”

Luo Qingyin nodded and spit out two words: "Festival mourning." ”

The law of the jungle is an eternal truth, and there is nothing to say.

Put the grass ginseng into the ring, Luo Qingyin took the chubby little hand of the snow ginseng doll and walked out of the door, outside the door, the girl who sold the map was still there, her eyes scanned them intentionally or unintentionally, but she never stepped forward to talk to them.

Subsequently, Luo Qingyin bought some fresh spirit grass in several other shops, and stayed in the largest inn in the town before it got dark.

It's just that Luo Qingyin encountered a problem.

That is, Zi Yunchen is unwilling to let the snow ginseng doll have sex with Luo Qingyin; Luo Qingyin was reluctant to let Zi Yunchen have sex with her; The snow ginseng doll hugged Luo Qingyin's legs and refused to part......

Luo Qingyin stroked his forehead and said to the shopkeeper, "Is there a suite?" Bring me a set. ”

The shopkeeper flattered and said: "Yes, we often have people living here, and there are detached yards, please come with the small ones." ”

It's good, don't fight.

Zi Yunchen: "......"

The snow ginseng doll glanced at Zi Yunchen with disgust, and hugged Luo Qingyin's thigh.

The ink monkey scratched his buttocks: "Squeak." ”

As he spoke, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and dozens of sturdy men dressed in black, riding horses and holding large knives, rushed past the door of the inn at the end of the street, bringing up clouds of dust.

Mao Dun Literature