: On the fragrance

Forty thousand dragon palace shells, under normal circumstances, the Ruyi money that Yu Ci is more familiar with can be exchanged one-on-one. If it is more intuitive, it is a top-grade magic weapon that sacrifices and refines sixty levels and reaches the tenth level of heaven. To be clear, it is the main combat magic weapon owned by monk Bu Xu!

Yu Ci began to understand what Wan Quan once reminded meant by "a little bit higher".

Even if this wonderful cave is one of the "Taizhen Eight Scents", it would be too much to offer such a price for the wonderful product of Washing Spirit and Respecting God.

This is the disadvantage of buying. In the Northern Wasteland Realm, there is never a fair statement about buying and selling. Since you need this thing in a hurry, I will seize your weakness and ask for a price everywhere. It is obvious that I will slaughter you hard, not afraid that you will not agree.

Intermediaries like Sanjiafang who are in the middle and tap are also encouraged, that is, Wanquan is too weak compared to him, otherwise this person would definitely have to draw another one, and the cost would only be higher.

Yu Ci roughly estimates that if you really want to get the price of 40,000 Dragon Palace Sheet, the price will increase by 10%.

He has been hunting in Tianli Valley for two years. After the beast bone demon pill he obtained was sold, it was only 60,000 to 70,000 yuan. During this period, he lived in the "Baizhuan No. 1 Pavilion" and had a lot of expenses and no stable income. As a result, after buying the Miaodong Zhenxiang, he could probably sleep on the street.

Everything is planned, and nothing is ruined.

Yu Ci couldn't help but sigh that the true fragrance of Miaodong is an unforgettable consumable in these materials. It is used every time you open a clay method, and it is not a one-time solution. You can imagine how difficult it will be in the future. He couldn't help but think that if he is still in the Lichen Sect, even if he needs to trade, he will never be so embarrassed.

Is this the difficulty of a casual cultivator?

Of course, no matter what, he will never miss the resources first. The question is: How to do it?

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The next morning, Yu Ci called Wan Quan and the two went to Sanjiafang together. The one who received them was Wen Manager. Fu Tai's manager was quite decent in dealing with people and affairs, especially when he saw Yu Ci, the financial supporter, coming over, his smile was very enthusiastic.

At this time, Yu Ci would never be able to show an impatient attitude. On the contrary, he had greeted and chatted with Manager Wen for a quarter of an hour before he slowly got to the topic: "The Miaodong notified by Guifang is really fragrant. Is it the goods that I just bought?"

This was asked knowingly, and Manager Wen responded with a smile: "It was another guest who saw the request of the distinguished guest to stay in this account. He happened to have the goods in his hand, so he came to him. This account is just a man, ha, but he robbed Xiao Wan's business!"

Wanquan next to him laughed, and the atmosphere seemed relatively relaxed, but Wanquan then gave Yu Ci a wink.

According to the previous agreement, Wanquan means "can be negotiated". Yu Ci understood it, and immediately looked stern and sneered: "I think the price was not set up by Guifang. I am not stingy in doing things, but I am not a sucker. The price of 40,000 is also a loss for the one who can say it!"

Because Sanjiafang is not involved in it, Wen Guanshi was so happy that he was good at both sides and said with a smile: "When doing business, this business is nothing more than asking for a lot of prices and paying back the money. If the distinguished customer doesn't like this price, everyone can negotiate again!"

“Interview?”

"It's good to have an interview. If you want to say that Mr. Changhua is also a well-known figure in Qiantong City, everyone communicates more thoroughly and can always make everyone happy."

Manager Wen had already expected this situation and had done his homework in advance, so he arranged it in an orderly manner. By the way, he also revealed some painless information to Yu Ci, which was considered a favor.

Yu Ci was not very good, but Wan Quan was a little surprised: "Which one? Jin Changhua?"

In a moment, Yu Ci met Mr. Changhua.

In Beihuang, who likes to be nicknamed, he calls a person "Mr.", and he can imagine his image. Jin Changhua is indeed the case. He is of medium size, has a pretty straight face, has three long beards, and has a bit of literary spirit. However, if he can kill such a fierce knife, Yu Ci will naturally not be confused by his image. Moreover, he has learned about this person's temperament and reputation from Wanquan before, and he knows it even more.

It was the first time Yu Ci saw the real fragrance of the Miaodong. At first glance, it looked similar to the incense of the ordinary Taoist temples. They were wrapped in bright yellow talisman paper and formed into a bunch. However, the color was a bit blue, and even if it was not placed, you could see a layer of spiritual light that was definitely extraordinary.

The true fragrance of Miaodong is not a natural spice, but is made through a series of preparations and processed. The procedures are so complicated that it is even more precious than refining magic tools. It is indeed good to say that it is precious, but no matter how much it is, it is not as outrageous as 40,000 dragon palace shells.

Jin Changhua took out two bunches of spices about kilograms. If the transaction was completed, it would be enough for Yu Ci to use them for a year or two. They both understood their own ideas, and no one wanted to make friends, so they got to the point.

"Forty thousand dragon palace shells, real numbers! Or it is a defensive magic weapon that sacrifices and refines the sixth level of heaven or above." Jin Changhua looked very determined, and his tone was firm, as if there was no room for bargaining.

But since he was willing to show up, he would not be really impeccable. Yu Ci glanced at him without saying anything, but only pulled out one from the bandaged bundle of incense, and crushed the front end with a little force.

Seeing his actions, Jin Changhua brows moved and then relaxed. Anyway, he took it out and sold it. He would not feel heartbroken if he really sold it. He would ask this person for compensation. He wanted to see what the hell is this young man doing.

Yu Ci was orderly step by step. He first pinched some powder, put it on his nose and sniffed it gently, identifying the fragrance, which was the right thing to do. But then, his actions were a bit strange. A spark flew out of his fingers and ignited the powder scattered on the table. A blue-white flame flashed and disappeared. Most of the spice powder was burned out, leaving a circle of tiny ashes.

This is not over yet. Yu Ci lit the remaining half of the incense in his hand, held it in his hand, pinched a seal, looked at the flashing fire at the top, and slowly adjusted his breathing. It was strange that the flashing of the incense was slowly affected by it, and the frequency of the flickering was exactly the same as the rhythm of Yu Ci's breathing.

Seeing Yu Ci making so many preparations and everyone seemed to have a background, Jin Changhua finally couldn't sit still. He unconsciously changed his sitting position and stared at the half-scent in Yu Ci's hand.

Yu Ci finally didn't play more tricks. After half a quarter of an hour, he played the incense and began to shake his head: "Not mentioning the price, it's the origin of this spice, I'm afraid it's not right?"

When Jin Changhua heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing: "I still care about this in Sanjiafang, it's just a joke... Hey, it seems that you don't want to do this business anymore, okay!"

He stretched out to take back the two bundles of incense on the table. As for the one he had already pulled out, he would not be polite. He said in a sequel: "Brother, let me go for a free trip. We don't care about it for the time being, but the incense you pulled out will be compensated according to the price!"

Jin Changhua has a real cultivation level of returning the alchemy. When he gets angry, his aura is fierce, and Wan Quan next to him has difficulty breathing. Yu Ci is quite calm. He puts his elbows on the edge of the table, crossing his fingers, and responds with a smile:

"You must know that in addition to the important formula, there are also Xuanmen who are suffering practitioners who are nourished and purified with pure power. Only in this way can they eliminate impurities and obtain spiritual responses. Such a wonderful cave fragrance is considered an supreme wonderful product... When fellow Taoists first got this fragrance, they were too hasty."

He pointed to the incense embers on the table, shook his head and said, "The impurities have not been removed, and the spirit should be intermittent. This should be interrupted by external forces during the warming of the gyrus. This is why such a semi-finished product is created. And..."

"and?"

The person who spoke was full of everything. He was here to support Yu Ci, and he sang and had a tacit understanding.

"And the storage behind is not very good. The true fragrance of the Miao Cave contains clear air and emits aura. It is best to seal it when storing it, otherwise the spiritual effect will be greatly reduced. Now this fragrance is "preserved but not pure", and it is used to attract souls and calm the spirit, and its effect is still there, but if I respect the gods, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster?"

Jin Changhua was deadlocked on the spot.

He stood up and made a gesture, just a gesture. He didn't expect that Yu Ci could get so much information from a thread incense. Although it might not be all right, it was only seven or eight points, which shocked his heart and was speechless for a moment.

At the same time, he also knew that this was the other party’s bargaining method, but it really took a lot of effort to deal with it.

"Young people have a lot of research on spices?"

Suddenly, there was a voice coming, hoarse and unpleasant. When the sound sounded, the one who reacted the fastest was Wen. He was watching the fun beside him, but he jumped up and caught up in a few steps, making a mixed support:

"Oh, Mr. Zhang is coming, why don't you know? Xiao Wen, I'll go and welcome you!"

There was an old man in black robe at the door, thin and old, as if the wind was blowing. He shook his head and refused Manager Wen's proposal to invite him to take his seat. He nodded at Yu Ci, saying, "Just just now, I felt that someone here used spiritual prayer to test the fragrance, so I came over and take a look. The young man said it well, respecting God is nothing small, and you must be cautious. However, being too concerned about good and bad is not a correct attitude..."

Yu Ci also stood up, wondering what expression to put on. The person who came in was the old spirit witch whom he was quite afraid of. Has this person been leaving for so many days?

He couldn't help but regret that these things that were learned and sold were actually quite sensitive. If the old man found out, it would be a big deal.

However, the old man didn't seem to think elsewhere. At this time, Manager Wen wanted to invite the old man to sit down, but was rejected. His turbid vision swept the wonderful cave really fragrant place on the table, and his shriveled mouth opened: "Since you are here, I want to make the autumn wind. This wonderful cave really fragrant, how about I divide it into one? No need to have more, a thread incense is enough!"
Chapter completed!