Back in the house.

Ning Zheng found that the humanoid spirit rice "Su Yu Niang", the two major cultivation resources, and the cellar meat field with the sleeping person and luck harvester Ning Shark, had already cooked and went out together.

Recently, the other party is not in a hurry to fish.

After all, without the right equipment, this so-called dungeon dungeon is still progressing slowly.

Looking at this situation, it is estimated that she will have to wait until she digests a wave of materials obtained from the merchant and converts them into equipment, and after a while, she can better explore this wellhead dungeon.

So, she took Ning Shark everywhere to visit the night market.

Playing, visiting the door during the New Year, going to the homes of the old folks, chatting, and joking, he is simply the king of socialization.

In addition to knowing more than 100 indigenous villagers, in short, they are very busy.

Ning Zheng didn't think much about it, anyway, Ning Shark was happy to be accompanied by someone.

even gave Su Yuniang a task:

Find a way to give meat to the owner of the bamboo bookstore and buy his treasured books!

After all, Ning Zheng has been coveting the books on this Lingzhuang murderer for a long time.

But it's very troublesome to get your hands on, and you can't beat it at all.

This one may have been a local great monk before his death, and it is very likely that he was a master of the Four Visceral Realms and one of the original village elders.

I just want the clever Su Yuniang to replace his book with meat, get it, and get it back.

This is likely to be the bigwig's treasured cheats.

Su Yuniang received the hidden task, and she was also full of fighting spirit, and ran to the bookstore every day.

This allowed Ning Zheng to discover a new world: he could really leave the dangerous things to them to do, and just get the results himself.

At this time.

He sat down to eat and reflected on today's exchange.

It was his first contact with monks from the outside world since he came to this world and became independent.

In fact, he was also a little uneasy in his heart, after all, he was essentially a low-level monk who was a newcomer.

But fortunately, there were no surprises.

"Originally, the group of little blacksmiths wanted to buy a continuation of the ember talisman, but I didn't dare to let them buy it."

He sighed.

Continuation of the ember talisman, drawn by a high-level talisman, 100 magic coins.

It can allow embers to take root in the leylines, suck nutrients, and form a spirit similar to Lingzhuang, so as not to disappear into the air.

This is something that a high-level monk can do at his fingertips, connect to the leylines and take root in it!

"In the past few years, the price of the ember charm in Pyeongchang City has inexplicably continued to fall, and it is only one-fifth of the original."

"And the price of various strategic materials is slowly rising."

"The price of the ember charm is so cheap, but I still don't dare to buy it."

But if Ning Zheng bought it, it would have exposed that there were problems with this villa.

What those demons can do casually, they have to rely on outsiders.

If they are not allowed to buy it, then their first embers will start to disappear after a month.

These days, Ning Zheng visits the forum, and he barely knows some of the rules for operating online games, so that they can feel the joy of growth and upgrading.

Ning Zheng is not a level to give them a promotion, their fun is to raise a baby, play the artifact.

And the ember baby has a lifespan, a time limit of more than a month, and there is no means of continuation.

This is bound to be a great disincentive for them.

"I really don't dare to spend it if I have money now."

Ning Zheng sighed, unable to say the bitterness in his heart.

He dared to get a storage bag today.

Meat fields, spiritual rice, pills, paper talismans, array diagrams... These resources are not dared to be purchased from the city.

Because that group of demon cultivators didn't need such low-level resources, they wouldn't even buy them for what kind of cultivation blacksmith they wanted.

It is easy to expose when you buy it yourself.

Fortunately, I was prepared.

The meat fields and spiritual rice are all equipped by themselves, and there is no new demand at all.

The pill is used to assist in cultivation and realm breaking, and to protect one's meridians when rushing through the level.

But Ning Zheng is lucky, what kind of pill protects the broken meridians?

No, you don't.

At present, the realm is low, and there is no need to rely on pills to rush the level.

Paper symbols, array diagrams, these killing types, also don't matter.

Judging from his own cultivation speed, low-level paper talismans will soon be eliminated.

"On the whole, it's okay, if you have money and no place to spend it, you won't spend it."

Ning Zheng also had a clear idea.

Earn it first, and then talk about it, and then cultivate it to a high level, and this money will be spent in minutes.

Today, this group of blacksmiths made him feel a lot more relieved.

Restrained from the usual posture and behaved fairly well to outsiders.

...

...

Pyeongchang City.

At this time, it is the Chinese New Year, and it is also a colorful lantern.

Zhang Huaping walked on the street carrying her cool thunder dragon knife, and countless people looked at it frequently, and the rate of turning heads was simply full.

"This weapon..."

"Beautiful!"

"Mom, I want one too."

"I'll buy it for you when you grow up."

...

Back in the shopkeeper's shop, the old shopkeeper was also counting the money, and after repeating and confirming that it was correct, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, this wave of transactions was eaten by the business alliance in the entire city.

This time, the axle is in charge of docking by itself, and there can be no mistakes.

It's not a question of money or not.

This is one of the important sources of weapons in their city.

Without a rough embryo of magic weapons, is it possible to fight empty-handed?

What's more, the pattern has not been peaceful recently, and these war materials are too important.

Therefore, the transaction with that group of demon cultivators was also a last resort.

After calculating that there were no mistakes or omissions in the transaction, the old shopkeeper also noticed the knife behind Zhang Huaping, and the whole person was shocked, and couldn't help but say: "Why is it so good-looking!?" ”

"It's pretty."

Zhang Huaping couldn't help but show off.

If you get 200 magic money, you will definitely not lose.

I don't have a little self-confidence, and I am looking for death in such a large warehouse?

She is not a businessman, but she is also a smart person, and she thinks that she is not stupid, and the group of demon cultivators in the villa are unlikely to be stupid.

She planned to wait for the price to sell and wait and see what the other party did.

If the other party really sells 499, he will also sell it and make another windfall.

If you can't sell it, you can sell it for 250 at a low price to those stinky rich scholars who are stupid and have a lot of money, and it will definitely pay off.

After all, her original estimate was the price of a normal magic weapon, which was around 250 magic money.

However, the other party directly doubled the price, and also engaged in blind boxes, taking the opportunity to mix in a large number of defective magic weapons worth 100 magic money if they were not qualified, so they were not optimistic.

"This weapon of yours is interesting."

The old shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he began to look at the five blind boxes that the other party had brought back, and the whole person was shocked again.

The packaging is very exquisite, like a gift box.

On the gift box is a never-before-seen landscape night scene painting style, similar to painted with tonal wax.

Quite exquisitely perfect, delicate, delicate.

But it's not realistic at all.

Exaggerated proportions and tones, distorted starry skies and bright colors, but give people an inexplicable look.

The old steward was discerning and slightly surprised: "This invited painter has a unique painting style. ”

It's not that good in terms of real value.

Because there are many scholars in the city, if you imitate this style of painting, you will only draw better.

But this style of painting appeared for the first time, and at this time, when it was not imitated on a large scale, such an ingenious packaging box could be worth a few magic money!

"It's very careful, even amazing, and the cost is quite large, but after this time, it will be imitated by other stores... Let's take it apart and look inside. The old steward spoke.

"Don't." Zhang Huaping hurriedly stopped, "They have an anti-counterfeiting label, tear off the seal, and they can't sell it." ”

The old steward paused for a moment.

I feel that this is an inexplicable sense of ritual.

Anti-counterfeiting is something that most blacksmiths will do, but they do it on magic weapons, not packaging boxes.

Who does the anti-counterfeiting of the packaging box?

Tear it down and throw it away.

"Interesting, very interesting."

The old shopkeeper suddenly smiled.

He has read poetry and books since he was a child, has seen a lot of knowledge, and is very talented in business, so he was arranged to manage the shop by the above.

At this moment, I felt something mysterious, but I felt that for a while, I didn't know very clearly, "What is the meaning of this packaging of theirs?" ”

Zhang Huaping recalled, "It's to give scalpers a basis for frying, I don't know much about their words at that time, brand new and unopened?" Ten percent new for girls' own use? ”

"Don't say you don't understand, I don't understand either."

The old shopkeeper smiled, there are a lot of treacherous and psychopathic monks in this world, and everyone will not be surprised to say some nonsense and crazy things, just be happy.

At the moment, he didn't plan to open it, so he borrowed Zhang Huaping's knife to take a closer look.

Zhang Huaping told the old shopkeeper little by little about the rules of sales.

The old shopkeeper carefully stroked the blade of the knife, revealing an intoxicated look, and began to ponder the meaning.

He began to pace back and forth, and finally after a few minutes, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity:

"Master, this can be sold! And it doesn't sell badly, and it has the possibility of being popular. ”