Chapter 2338: Haitian big set

The market in Haibei City is called Haidaji.
There are a lot of shops, and there are all types. There are nearly 100,000 stalls for the monks to set up stalls. There are quite a few remaining seats.
At the market, the nightingale found a white robe law enforcement captain named Lu Jiang, turned over a hundred Shenjing, and successfully signed a one-year lease contract.
The master of Haidaji is the official Shangyun of Haibei City. Like the Haibei City, the market has the existence of a law enforcement team. If a dispute arises, it can be used, but it must have a legitimate reason. In addition, it is related to the matter, even if the rent is paid, the resources earned will be paid 10%.
"It’s still easy for the city owner to make resources! But the squeezing of the low-level monks to make money, the means are not allowed to do something."
Being taken to the booth by a king's waiter, the nightingale couldn't help but groan in his heart. If he was a city owner, he would not bother to draw the bonus.
Although both the of feathers and the gods are gods, they are totally different realms. They don't like the actions of the city masters. It is impossible to find troubles in the nightingale. After all, they are not opponents.
"Hey. Come to a newcomer, or a strong god!"
The nightingale just arrived at the booth, and a yellow robe old man on the left side of the booth looked interested. The Huangpao old man visually observed that it was a half-step of the gods, and a pair of fairy-skinned bones, posing a fortune-telling stall. He asked with a pile of laughter: "The grown-up is a strong god, how come here to practice the stall?"
There are not too many powerful people in Haida’s centralized stalls. There are still less than a hundred people, and there are quite a few shops.
"In the next night, I just cultivated into the feathers of the gods, and I walked out of the wilderness. The resources in my hands are scarce. I can't just come here to set up stalls. My brother will call my name. I will come to see you. I will take care of myself." The nightingale returned with a polite sentence.
"Night sluts, don't care about the old goods, others send nicknames to old scammers, practice the hidden shackles, and they are the middle feathers. They usually love to play pigs and eat tigers!
At this time, on the right side of the night, there is a fat monk with a face of about twenty. His cultivation is a half-step, and the stall is for the sale of groceries. The books, medicinal herbs, utensils, materials, and herbs are all available. how about it.
"Hey! You, how are you! The poor road, the mysterious son, the heart is good, how can I be fooled?" The old man Xuanji retorted.
"Haha, no problem. Everyone meets is fate, what does this brother call?" The nightingale didn't care. It was only the name of Xuanji, which reminded him of an old man who recovered in a fleeting manner.
"Night sluts. Under the broken cows, it is a demon-like form." The fat monk replied respectfully.
"The brother's name is domineering. Don't be polite, call my name like my brother! Do you guys taste the wine I brought from my hometown?"
The nightingale quickly took out the wine brewed by the two altars from the storage space, and handed them to the line Xuanjizi and the cattle. I am not in a hurry to set up a booth because the nightingale is using the power of the soul to observe the market, explore the stalls of alchemy, refining, and layout, understand the basic market, and study the appropriate price.
"Good wine! Although this wine is the original method of brewing, it is strong enough, it is the wine that men drink! I like it!" The cow broke through and sighed, then gave amazement.

It’s really good wine, it’s hard to drink such a good wine in the realm of the gods!

Xuanjizi gave a slight sigh of relief, and asked: "What is the nightingale, what are you going to sell?"
"Selling the craft, I am the business of empty gloves and white wolves."
The nightingale of drinking wine in the light of the altar has been studied almost. The pen is written at the booth: "God-level alchemy, refining, and array. Undertake various businesses and price concessions."
There are no more than 100 monks in the concentration of the sea, and the god-level alchemists, refiners, and mages are the presence of wind and scale.
The competition is not fierce, and the pricing of the nightingale is also quite satisfactory.
The alchemy and formation business above the level requires the buyer to provide the drawings, so the fee is very low, 21%, that is, the other two materials, to ensure a finished product, if the two materials are refining failure, all compensation. The medicinal herbs and arrays below the level and the entire refining business are three-in-one. Because the refiner can refine the artifact as long as the material is in place, it does not require drawings, and is related to the refinery's own repair and attributes.
"Oh? Nightingale brothers, is actually a god-level alchemy teacher, and is also a god-level refiner, a mage. No, no, no! With your ability, you can go to the city's main house to make a good future. Come to this episode What is the market stall?"
The mysterious machine flashed, and the night-time monk with a craftsmanship, the future is boundless, he set the mind to make friends.
"I am lazy and unruly. I like to be free and free." Nightingale laughed.
"This is reasonable." The cow broke his head and agreed. In fact, he and Xuanji are also the same. They are all scattered. There is no backstage, but I am happy.
Xuanjizi continued: "The reason is good. Don't spend the night, brothers, alchemy, refining equipment, everyone likes to find familiar faces to do. You have come to see it, business is afraid of doing it badly."
"It is true, everything is difficult at the beginning."
The first of the nightingale stalls, a lot of monks came over to look at and ask, but there was no single business.
In the second place, it is still the case.
When the third time, Xuanji gave a monk a divination, walked to the nightingale, and smiled and said: "Night brothers. How do you see this? Brother gives you a piece of material. You help my brother to promote The quality of this compass. If it can be promoted to the level in public, the natural business will not be lost in the future. If it is not promoted, my brother will not use your compensation."
"Old liar, when did you become so generous? Wouldn't you play another abacus?" Hearing the words of Xuanjizi, the cow broke into doubts. When he first came to the market, he almost let the mysterious machine lie.
"Go out, you know what!"
Xuanjizi’s anger came back and explained:
The nightingale brothers don’t have to think much, the old brother is nothing but a goodwill.

"Good! I picked up this matter!"
This matter is not a little bit of God-level material in the nightingale, it is undoubtedly a charcoal in the snow, this person he wrote down, did not hesitate to directly agree.
"These are the materials needed, the outer cold iron, the dragon tortoise shell, the promise black ice jade..."
The mysterious machine is full of joy, for him, this is a good thing.
"Night brother! Brother has accumulated some god-level materials in his hand, and he will not use it for the time being, but also give it to the big brother to practice!"
The cow broke, but the mysterious machine was clear, and it was completely powerless. He immediately followed him.
"What trouble do you add here?"
Seeing the broken cows followed the participation, Xuanjizi looked like a blower.