"I don't want to be too old. Hua Erni confirmed uneasily, "It is said that Nanban is black and ugly, and the appearance of the barbarian must be attractive." ”

"Are you going to use it as a personal servant?" said diligently: This goods are used to being lazy, and they have only spent a few days on the mountain with their own food and clothing, and they can't stand it, so they want to buy barbarian slaves to serve?

"Sort of. Hua Erni nodded writhingly.

Although he wondered where Hua Erni was ashamed, he didn't take it to heart, and casually quoted the price of thirty low-grade spirit stones.

Sure enough, as he expected, Hua Erni didn't think about it, so she responded. This product has grown up with no bad money since he was a child, and the skill of bargaining is not at all.

Yin Gongzi was born in a small family of cultivating immortals, but as the eldest son of the head of the family, the conditions in all aspects since he was a child are also good, but his heart moved the idea of bargaining, but the speed of his brain is not as fast as Hua Erni's mouth, and he has already paid the price without waiting for him to bargain.

Hua Erni not only responded to this high price, but also added that at least three barbarian minions were needed to be called.

When Yin Gongzi heard this, he quickly and quietly pulled the corner of her clothes, leaned into Hua Erni's ear and whispered: "Let's go down the mountain in a hurry, the spirit stone doesn't come together!"

Hua Erni was slightly stunned, Yin Gongzi said tactfully, where is the problem of going down the mountain in a hurry?

Before she joined Hua Ci Peak, many of the treasures in the Qiankun Ring had been sold, and the remaining broken magic weapons were all taken away by the courteous excuse to ask someone to repair them. Attentive is not deliberately bullying Hua Erni, those magic weapons are all the handiwork of Tianjizi, this goods will be pawned with magic weapons as soon as there is no money, in case it is traced back to the source by someone with a heart, and it is also troublesome to find out the head of Hua Ci Peak. She still has the hat of the remnants of the Ponzi clan on her head.

The two of them didn't have to worry about food and clothing on Hua Ci Peak, and they didn't have much to spend, and after Yunshang came to Linyuan City, Hua Erni sighed a little, and all the spirit stones on her body were scattered. She reached into her arms and touched the Qiankun magic weapon hanging around her neck, and her face under the hidden magic robe had collapsed.

Seeing this, Yin Gongzi hurriedly comforted a few words, and apologized to Yin Qin repeatedly, saying that he had changed his mind and would not buy it.

He glanced at Hua Erni, who was standing in place, and finally put his mind at ease: he was originally worried that this product would be bought and bought again when it arrived at the private sale, but now it seems that this loser child really has no spirit stone in his hand.

Yin Gongzi pulled Hua Erni to leave, but she broke free violently. Hua Erni grabbed in front of Yin Qin, and she didn't know where she took out an emerald green vial, patted it on Yin Qin's hand and said: "This jade bottle is made of 10,000-year-old cold jade in the depths of the mirage fantasy realm in the wilderness and extreme west, and it can hold all kinds of pill packaging materials, even if it is a pill that has been inscribed, it will not pass a trace of medicinal power after a hundred years and thousands of years." You, look, can you exchange you for three barbarian slaves?"

Isn't this the small medicine bottle she used to hold plum beans? The plum rain beans were eaten up, so she took the bottle and sold it? She diligently checked the small bottle, only to feel that the palm of her hand was cool and moist. I thought that the mirage fantasy was originally a place of extreme heat and heat, but I didn't expect this jade bottle to be produced there!

Although Hua Erni's vial is empty, just because it can maintain the medicinal power for thousands of years, she can casually call out more than ten middle-grade spirit stones on this private sale. Yin Qin was muttering to himself, but Yin Gongzi was already in a hurry, and squeezed over and said loudly: "I said I wouldn't buy it, why do you want to use this small bottle to exchange it?"

"Don't worry about it!" Hua Erni broke away from his pull.

"We don't have to worry about food and clothing on the mountain, why do we have to serve as servants?" Yin Gongzi persuaded, "It's a big deal, I'll do more." ”

"I said don't worry about it!" Hua Erni lost her temper, but she didn't let go.

He put away the vial and stopped the two of them, "Don't quarrel with you two here, it's ruining my business." Anyway, you can't trade barbarian slaves at this private sale, your little bottle is of no use to me, so I have the right to use it as a mortgage object, and after three days, you have gathered enough spirit stones, and you will come to the back door of this Yicheng to find me, okay?"

Yin Gongzi just felt sorry that this small bottle was Hua Erni's personal object, but he didn't understand its value, and when he heard Yin Qin say this, he insisted on not buying it, but he was pulled away by Hua Erni.

Looking at the backs of these two people who were pulling and arguing endlessly, he felt that he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, he had the same question as Yin Gongzi, and he couldn't understand why Hua Erni had to buy a few barbarian slaves for "smashing pots and selling iron"?

Fortunately, the attentive ear is extremely strong, Hua Erni and Yin Gongzi walked far away, and the whispers of the two were still heard by him. I heard that Hua Erni was forced to ask by Yin Gongzi in a hurry, and finally couldn't help laughing and said: "You have no conscience, I didn't buy barbarian slaves for you? It is said that filial piety is the greatest, although you are the boss of the Yin family, the net worth of the spirit stone is not as good as the second in your family, and the wisdom of cultivation is not as good as the third in your family. I see, no female cultivator can take a fancy to you, so it is better to find a few barbarian girls who are strong and able to give birth......"

Is this the rhythm of passing on the lineage to the old Yin family? Yin Qin never expected Hua Erni to move this thought! After thinking about it, he felt that there were still a lot of things worth scrutinizing in Hua Erni's words. With his understanding of Hua Erni, this thing is a character who doesn't worry about everything, why did he suddenly care about the Yin family's bloodline inheritance?

He was pondering to himself, but was interrupted by the old man Chen who came in a hurry. Seeing that his face was full of joy, he knew that the dwarf business was negotiated.

Sure enough, when Old Man Chen returned to the edge of the stall, he gave his hand to greet him, saying that it was a coincidence, he had just arrived at the house with a batch of dwarfs, plus the previous twenty-seven numbers, which was exactly fifty. He also said that if he could buy a batch of fifty barbarians, he would give him two hundred barbarians according to the number of one to four.

But it is not easy to win fifty dwarves in one fell swoop, just as the old man Chen said, the number of dwarves captured in a year in the Western Wilderness is indeed very small. After he made this deal, it was equivalent to eating 30% of the share of this year's dwarf business.

Old man Chen also patted his chest and assured that these fifty short barbarians are all young and prime, and there will be no old, weak, sick and disabled. The fact is that the dwarf activity area is deep into the Western Wilderness, and in order to facilitate transportation, those old, weak, sick and disabled who cannot be sold have been killed when they are captured.

Fifty short barbarians are fifty intermediate, and he paid three mid-level spirit stones as a deposit. The two discussed, and after the private sale ended tonight, they went to the outer city with Old Man Chen to inspect and trade in the shed where barbarian slaves were raised.

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