Chapter 843: 1 throw 0 gold

() What is the concept of eight thousand to ten thousand gold?
In the Xiafeng District where Luping lived, a family of mountain residents had a hard year's income, and barely had 5 gold if they did not count any expenditure. That is to say, if they do not eat or drink and work hard for 1,600 years, they can buy such a magic soldier.
The fish head pastry that I ate on Yushi Street used to cost ten bucks in a bowl, which is considered a high-end diet in that place on Yushi Street.
But in fact, one gold can be exchanged for ten silver, and one silver can be exchanged for one hundred essays. Shi Wenqian went out of Fish Market Street and went to a general restaurant, probably only eating a bowl of the most common noodles, or five braised eggs.
This shows how high the price of the magic soldier is.
Of course, these Lu Ping don't count, he just wondered at the surprise look at the other side. He certainly wouldn't be bullshit, and thought the other side was happy and stupid.
But it really is.
The first buyer waiting to be forced by the lion's mouth, no matter whether it is eight thousand or ten thousand, the first time I feel surprised. Not because it is expensive, or because it is cheap, this price is about the same as this magic weapon. Of course, Baozhilin is a special place, and the price of selling things here is different from that of Jumboge or other markets. But this is not important. The important thing is from 8,000 to 10,000 gold. This price is reasonable and reliable for this piece of purple.
So he would be surprised-carrying the strong man who brought the blood soldiers to sell, it was a reasonable person to start a business? This quotation almost made the people of Baozhilin feel ashamed. They are not so honest and kind in doing business here. For example, if he knows that he wants to buy this purple, the price must be 15,000 to 20,000. If he wants to be in a hurry, some 340,000 will dare to shout.
In contrast, these people just marked the price after measuring the quality and strengthening effect of the purple, which is simply to open the Jade Pavilion to the Forest of Treasure!
Is it really the people of Treasure Pavilion?
Suddenly, this man suddenly had a lot of magical soldiers in his hand. However, the current business of Jumbo Pavilion can't be opened to the outside world, so I have to bring the magic soldiers into the treasure forest, which seems to be justified.
This man is thinking about it, Fang Yizhu said that he was a little impatient.
"Brother, do you want to give a word! This price is very fair." Fang Yizhu said. He is still confident about pricing. He is a good gambler. If he does not have the ability to measure value, how can he count the bet on the liquidation?
"Yes! Of course!" The man who had just recovered, took the Divine Soldier from Fang Yizhu in a hurry, and then took out a silver ticket from his arms. The painting will be written on the silver ticket.
"Sun Ji Qianzhuang's ticket is the most reliable." He handed the silver ticket.
This kind of silver ticket is specially made by money bankers and is aimed at different customers. The number of painting bets is also no more than the amount of money that this person deposits in the bank. The method of painting bets is only known to me, and it is useless if others take them. Where there is a risk in trading such as Baozhilin, it must be a manual one.
Fang Yizhu took the silver ticket, looked at it, and nodded, even the first business was completed.
As for the one who got the purple, I was afraid that there would be any routines behind, so I ran away without looking back.
"I see, I said he was very happy." Fang Yizhu said to Lu Ping.
"Do you really know it or don't you know it?" Mo Lin, who had come together, looked at Fang Yizhu with disdain. He saw the emotions of the people around him, and he knew what he was thinking. Knowing that they were shocked by Lu Ping's strength. The buyer was also asked directly by Lu Ping not to dare to buy it. Lu Ping didn't know these, or he knew but didn't care. As for Fang Yizhu, Mo Lin didn't believe that he would count, so the other party's behavior was quite unexpected.
"Hehe." Fang Yi smiled.
"It's an accident. You even set a high price without the pretentiousness?" Said Mo Lin.
"How could it be?" Fang Yi said, "I am a compassionate person selected by Lao Guo!"
"You get off." Morin scolded, feeling that Guo Youdao's ideals and stories would soon be corrupted by this man.
Fang Yizhu ignored him and turned to continue to sell Shenbing: "Come on, Shenbing, the price is fair, Tongsuo no bullying!"
The people around witnessed that the former one bought the purple at a fair price. After the accident, he was a little moved. After all, many of the soldiers he knew were highly coveted. Anyone who wants a voice has sounded first.
"If I want it all, can I get a discount?"
Sister Jin came out from behind the crowd, smiling, and came to Lu Ping and Fang Yizhu.
"This lady on the tree can't see that it's a big gold master?" Fang Yizhu exclaimed, but had recognized this as the one who had seen standing on the tree before.
"The opportunity is rare and worth a lot of money." Jin Jie said.
"Okay, as long as you can get the money." Fang Yizhu simply put it down.
"You first bid for it." Sister Jin said.
"Sorry, some haven't taken a closer look, allow us a little bit?" Fang Yi said.
"Okay." Sister Jin stood aside and began to wait.
Wow!
Large strings of magic soldiers were thrown to the ground. Fang Yizhu began to count one by one. Now everyone sees it thoroughly, aren't those ones in the treasure forest?
Many secretly scattered people ran to Luping to check the direction when they came, and they all looked as if they came back. The timid have long been able to hide from the figure, and the daring have kept a considerable distance to watch this business.
At this time, the thin dog had returned to the middle circle, and felt the strange atmosphere, but after seeing Sister Jin at a glance, he still moved up.
"Sister Jin." He called.
"Is Ancheng dead?" Sister Jin glanced back at him, throwing a sentence inadvertently.
The thin dog was surprised, but answered honestly: "Dead."
Sister Jin smiled and stopped talking. The thin dog froze for a while before she realized what Sister Jin thought.
Sister Jin had long guessed that he would kill Ancheng because he was not strong. In that situation, he would blackmail Ancheng for a vote. Why would he not worry about Ancheng's crazy revenge afterwards? So leave him to deal with it, Ancheng will die ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Unless the thin dog is a kind little angel with no greed, but if so, how could he follow Sister Jin to see what the slaughter of fat sheep is?
To understand this, the thin dog did not feel ashamed, and this is how Bao Zhilin survived. Any moral good and evil are false, only the silver ticket is true. Thinking, the thin dog could not help but touch the silver ticket from Ancheng in his arms.
Fang Yizhu, who had been counting the soldiers, finally stood up and took a long breath.
"There are 91 pieces of Divine Soldiers, 10 pieces of 4th grades, 63 of 3rd grades, 18 of 2nd grades. Specific grades and attributes ..." Fang Yizhu was silent for a while while looking at the ground of the soldiers. Waving: "Look for yourself, let me quote a total price."
Fang Yi is really not a qualified businessman, and he is too lazy to introduce his own products.
Sister Jin didn't care about it, and she always smiled and said, "You said."
"One million gold, that's it, no less." Fang Yizhu said.
"Deal." Sister Jin said very simply.