Chapter 178: : Grab business

"Dude, are you here to deliver the potion?" As a group of people suddenly poured out in front of the booth of 6 Chuan, the impatient samurai took the lead in asking. One novel ≤≤≦＜﹤＜＜＜≦≦≦＜＜＜≦＜≦
"Of course, the first fifty inquiries give a free bottle of medicine, what kind of medicine do you want?" 6 Chuan responded with a smile.
"Then give me a bottle of potion?" The samurai was skeptical, until 6 Chuan handed the potion to his hand, he could not wait to unscrew the lid and swallowed it in one mouthful.
The body... feels much lighter.
"How is it, brother, is there any effect?" There are also cautious mercenaries, who first ask for advice.
"It works! Absolute first-level potion!" The samurai gave a thumbs up.
Suddenly a group of people rushed to the booth of 6 Chuan like hungry wolves.
"Please bring me a bottle, I am the first to arrive!"
"Fuck Nima's shit! I'm the number one! Big brother, give me a bottle!"
"Big Brother, I have squeezed out my breastfeeding energy. You have to give me a bottle for anything, right?"
"Don't grab it, don't grab it, the ones in front of me are my grandsons, whoever bbs will explode in place!"
If it is a genuine first-level potion, its preciousness can be seen. Even if it is resold and sold, it can earn 10 or 20 gold coins. This is the money that some mercenaries can earn by taking orders for a month, even It is the annual income of some low-level mercenaries.
A group of people rushed to rush, and 6 Chuan coughed in an orderly manner, "Everyone, please line up and collect the medicine in order. If the formation is too messy, I won't give the medicine."
Then the hawker next to 6 Chuan saw a scene that made him stunned. These mercenaries who have never been submissive to anyone on the black market have become docile little sheep and lined up obediently. The team, a long dragon leading straight to the gate was pulled away.
Although some people far behind couldn't hear what Liu Chuan said, but seeing so many people in line, they were too embarrassed to jump in the queue or something. After all, everyone in this place didn't know anyone and didn't dare to cause trouble.
The hawker dared to raise his hand to swear, this is the best atmosphere for him to stand in the black market for so long.
In such a desolate town, seeing such a harmonious scene is not much different from seeing the rain in the Shurima Desert. It is both a lifetime series.
"Come, take it, this is your portion." Liu Chuan handed a bottle of potion to a mercenary's hand, then clapped his hands and got up, and said to the person behind, "Today all the extra copies have been given away. It's over, everyone who didn't receive it, I'm sorry here."
6 As soon as Chuan said this, the hawker secretly said a bad word in his heart. Turning to see the people in line, they all showed impatient expressions, and some even yelled, "I have been in line for so long and listened to you to tell me this?"
Although 6 Chuan's gimmicks were sufficient and attracted enough guests to come and watch, if they did not benefit them, it would make them feel psychologically imbalanced and leave the queue directly.
After all, people are selfish creatures. Why did he get Lao Tzu but couldn't get it? Why does Lao Tzu have to buy things at your stall?
In the team, many people have already left the team, planning to leave after a few curses.
"It seems that this kind of selling method is also flawed. It has a strong forward momentum and can attract enough popularity. But if you really want them to pay for the medicine, I am afraid it is a bit difficult. After all, it is a luxury of dozens of gold coins and a small bottle. All the characters here are licking blood with knife-edges, and they work hard all day for only a little money..." The peddler secretly thought in his heart, and at the same time felt that there are some flaws in the way of selling by 6 Chuan. .
But soon, 6 Chuan's next sentence made him change his mind.
"Don’t worry if you don’t receive the free potions. Brother, I am also a mercenary. I can realize that the money of everyone here is hard-earned. They are all made with blood or even life. So the potions in this booth will start from now on. Only sell 5 gold coins!" 6 Chuan said with a light smile.
A word sank like a blockbuster to the bottom, splashing a wave.
The mercenaries who wanted to leave all stepped, turning their heads to look at Liu Chuan with a little surprise.
5 gold coins and a bottle of first-class potion?
This is far from the cost price, right?
For the first-level pharmacy, the cost price of the materials alone requires about two or two gold coins, because the success rate of the pharmacists in the hands of those first-level pharmacists is only about 50%.
In other words, only the cost of a medicine requires five gold coins, but the vendor in front of him, the merchant only sold five gold coins.
The hawker wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at Liu Chuan strangely, "Hey, buddy... Am I serious? Probably not. After all, the cost price is only five gold coins. Your friends will also have opinions."
"Really five gold coins will do?" a samurai asked.
"Yeah." 6 Chuan nodded seriously.
Then I saw that the samurai fumbled out the wallet from his arms and handed over five gold coins, "Then give me a potion for strengthening the body."
6 Chuan took the gold coin and handed a strong potion to the samurai.
"Puff!!" The hawker almost spewed out old blood when he saw this.
There are so many stalls selling medicine in this black market, but their prices seem to have been negotiated and maintained at more than fifty gold coins.
It is precisely because of this price that is like reaching an agreement, many warriors are helpless. Except for some mercenaries who are always mixed in the black market, the others really need a potion, and they can only bite the bullet to buy it. Down.
After all, the desert around this barren town is not as dangerous as the center of the Shurima Desert, but there are many opportunities. If you want to get something, you must have a heart to take risks and fight hard. In contrast, this Small contributions can still be accepted by gritted teeth.
But now there is such a stall where the potion is extremely cheap, and it is still a genuine first-level potion, making the samurai and mercenaries almost crazy.
After a group of people were stunned for a while, they burst into a more crowded rush to buy than before.
"Brother! Please give me a bottle!"
"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze! Which pervert touches my little brother!"
"I want 2o bottles of power potion!!"
Looking at the bloodshot face, blue veins violent, and the mercenaries who were scrambling for almost fighting, they all raised their purses for fear that Liu Chuan would not sell them to them. This phenomenon caused the hawkers. The already numb nerve twitched fiercely.
"Is this also part of Sheben? It seems that the eyes of the little brother are really long-term, which is beyond my reach." He smiled bitterly, and then consciously joined the 6 Chuan team~www.mtlnovel. com~ He doesn't plan to set up a stall anymore. There are so many people in front of him, and Liu Chuan must be too busy. He intends to help Liu Chuan as a manpower.
Southeast corner of the black market.
A square-faced guy with a thick hemp rope wrapped around his forehead, with a cigarette in his mouth, and angrily fell a bottle of potion to the ground, "This kind of garbage potion is what he relies on for grabbing our business. ?"
In front of him, there was also a booth with all kinds of medicines.
It's just that business that is usually considered good, but today is in a state of no one cares about it.
"The boss, please calm down. If he sells a bottle of hardware coins, I'm afraid he won't even be able to get the cost back?" A rough man urn replied.
"It's a matter of me whether he makes money or not. I only know that he has robbed my business. This new stupid young guy doesn't even understand the rules, so he dares to grab the old people's business and deliberately disrupts the market price balance. Are all the small businessmen now so ignorant and thick? It seems that I have to teach a lesson myself." The square-faced man named Terry twisted his neck, and after a burst of crackling, he showed a few faces Gloomy towards the booth of 6 Chuan.