Chapter 85: Copycat blood core

　　 Zhang Fan knew that if he wanted to buy something like blood core, he had to go to the grocery market.
　　 So he rushed to a grocery market near the college as quickly as possible.
　　 The sundries market is at the junction of the slum area and the rich area.
　　 So the high-end building here is not too high-end, and the low-end is not too low-end.
　　 The whole sundries market is in a five-story building.
　　 There are hundreds of shops on each floor, selling all kinds of weird things.
　　 Such as the fingernails of zombies, the fur of monsters, and cell phones hundreds of years ago.
　　 Zhang Fan doesn’t know what these things are.
　　 There is even a helmet with a martial arts learning system inside, but it is a copycat version.
　　 Zhang Fan tried to wear it. There was only one teacher teaching some simple martial arts. As for directly instilling the understanding of martial arts into the brain, it was impossible.
　　 Then he asked about the shops on the first floor, and there were only some blood cores from 1 to 4.
　　 can't find even level 5, let alone level 7.
　　 then asked the second floor and the third floor.
　　 Until about three in the afternoon, I came to a shop on the fourth floor.
　　 The goods placed in this shop are even more bizarre.
　　What are the dentures of zombies, the whip of mutant beasts, the original taste of women...
　　 In short, only you can't think of it, it can't be sold without him.
　　 The boss is a man in his forties who looks nasty.
　　 Only such a man can sell the original taste of a woman.
　　 Zhang Fan had no hope for him, and asked casually: "Boss, are there any 7-level blood cores for sale here?"
After 　　 asked, he planned to leave.
In the end, the boss beamed his eyes and laughed: "This little man, you can count as asking me if you ask. I can guarantee that the entire sundries market sells level 7 blood cores. This is the only one with no semicolon. ."
　　 Zhang Fan paused.
　　 The boss beckoned to Zhang Fan: "Brother come in and sit, I'll get something for you. Although the thing is useless, it is rare and expensive, and the price is not low. So I usually put it in a safe place."
　　 said, entering the inner room from the side door beside it.
　　 After a while, he took out a small box the size of a palm.
The 　　 box is extremely delicate, with silver trim on it.
　　 The boss opened the box and found three blood cores the size of eyeballs inside.
　　 These three blood nuclei are all translucent and look moist like jade.
The boss said: "I only have these three pieces left here. If others want them, they are all 170,000 pieces. I think you have a fate with my little brother, so you can buy it at a price of 150,000 pieces. Take all three pieces. If it does, I will remove the fraction for you, and you can just give 400,000."
　　 However, Zhang Fan only glanced at it, then smiled and said, "Boss, you are afraid it's a copycat."
"Copycat?"
　　 The boss looked like he wanted to eat people: "Dare to say that I am a copycat? You go to find out, my shop has been open for five years, and there has never been a fake. And have you seen it? What brand is this?"
　　 The boss said and patted the sign next to him: "Fake one lose ten. Without absolute confidence, do you dare to establish such a sign?"
　　 Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Boss, it's better to keep your voice down."
　　 "What are you afraid of?"
　　 The boss’s voice grew louder.
　　 Zhang Fan said, "I'm afraid that others will know that you are a fake, and you won't be able to live in the future."
　　 "Cut!"
　　 The boss looked at Zhang Fan disdainfully: "I said, pay 10 for a fake. None of my goods are fake. If you don't believe me, go to the neighborhood to inquire."
　　 Zhang Fan sneered: "A fake one pays ten, are you serious?"
　　 "Then there are fakes? I, Zhang Defa, has been in business for so many years, based on honesty, and I have never told lies.
　　 The boss slapped his chest.
　　 At this time, the owners of several nearby shops heard Zhang Defa's words and gathered around.
　　 There were also some passers-by who also gathered around.
　　 Zhang Defa is even more justified.
"Boss and guests, I believe many people know me. I know who Zhang Defa is. Everyone knows exactly who I am. This person actually said that my shop sells fake goods. If you say you don’t buy it, don’t buy it. What's the heart of this peace?"
　　 The bosses and pedestrians around heard this, and they accused Zhang Fan:
　　 "This kid is so idle that he came to Boss Zhang to make trouble."
　　 "Boss Zhang and I are very familiar with each other and often purchase goods together. I guarantee by the business of my own shop that he has never sold fakes in the past five years."
　　 "Yes, although the prices of his goods are a bit higher, they are all rare and rare goods. As for fake goods, they have never been."
　　 "I have bought a lot of things from Boss Zhang in the past five years. Although the price is indeed higher, there is really no fake."
"Boss Zhang and I are neighbors. A 60-year-old mother in his family has been paralyzed in bed for more than 20 years, but he has consistently taken care of him. Although his looks are a bit wretched, his heart is very kind. Very filial to his mother. How can such a filial and kind person sell fakes?"
　　 "Where did this kid come from? Boss Zhang can sue him for defamation ~EbookFREE.me~ For a while, everyone's finger was directed at Zhang Fan.
　　 Zhang Defa looked magnanimous.
"Sue him for defamation will be exempted. As long as he buys these 7th-level blood cores, the defamation will be cancelled. Moreover, these 7th-level blood cores, I sold him cheaply, originally one was 170,000. Three for a total of 510,000. Now I only need 400,000 to give him. But he doesn’t seem to have much money, and he seems to be in urgent need of blood cores, so you can buy one first. I will give you a cheaper one, as long as 15 Ten thousand is enough. Of course, if you really can’t afford to pay, just leave now, and don’t come to the grocery market again."
　　 When he said so, everyone around once again admired:
　　 "Boss Zhang is generous."
　　 "And it's so cheap, this guy is really grateful."
　　 "If I were Boss Zhang, I would have to slap him with a big mouth."
　　 "What is it? That kid slandered him like this, and he was going to spare this kid? It's too cheap for him."
　　 The people around admired Zhang Defa's magnanimity, while indignantly accusing Zhang Fan.
　　 Zhang Fan glanced at the people around him, but said nothing.
　　 It wasn't until the surrounding people got more and more, there were hundreds of people, that he smiled indifferently.
　　 spoke again: "Your fake one loses ten, is it true?"
　　 Zhang Defa patted his chest: "Naturally it is true."
　　 Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Are you sure?"
　　 "Of course it is."
　　 Zhang Defa's complexion remained unchanged.
　　 Zhang Fan gave a chuckle, reached out his hand and took out a blood core from the box.
　　 When everyone saw that this guy didn't even see the coffin and didn't cry, they all stared at Zhang Fan with anger.
　　 Just let this kid pretend for a while, and see what you can say.