"You mean, someone wants to sell the golden grass?" He couldn't help but be surprised. He even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

For the Jin family, the poking gold grass is a special material that cannot be replaced by other materials. It is an extremely important strategic material and has an important strategic position. It is precisely because of its food as the spiritual beast Jinchanzi that the Jin family can refine a large amount of golden silk feathered clothes and dominate Jinshan. Now someone wants to sell it?

In Ling Yun's memory, it was precisely because the Jin family had a large amount of gold silk feather clothes that their strength increased greatly, thus destroying the Huang family and dominating the side.

"Wait a minute, Huangjiazhai still exists now. In other words, the Jin family has not yet completed the secret recipe for incomplete golden silk feather clothes? No. According to this period of time, they should have eyes and eyes. Otherwise, how could they plant large quantities of golden grass?" Ling Yun's thoughts flashed.

He deliberately tentatively said: "My goods have been almost replaced. Pokemon is a material that is a bit of a door. Although it is rare, few people need it..."

As soon as he saw Ling Yun’s sign of rejection, the practitioner suddenly became anxious: “This price is easy to say, we can have a good talk.”

Ling Yun's eyes flashed, and the initiative was given directly to him? Could it be that there was a trap? It seemed that the other party was very urgent, so he tried to continue to lower the price.

After several rounds of spiritual and price confrontation, the price of poking gold grass was suppressed to the lowest point, which was already terrible.

The cultivator on the opposite side turned pale, his expression became very difficult, and his tone was impatient: "You won. Just follow this price, you can get a deal?"

This price is very low, much lower than the cultivation cost of the Kanjin Grass itself. If you sell it, you can say that you will lose all your money.

The Jin family practitioner also understood this and his heart was covered with blood. If the young master had not given it specifically, he would not have done such a thing.

Ling Yun also knew that it had reached its limit. But he shook his head and said, "This price is too low. To be honest, I don't believe your attitude."

The Jin family cultivator immediately cursed: "You kill, you obviously have to suppress the price, but you actually think it's low?"

Ling Yun spread his hands and said, "You just said that this is essentially a private transaction, without a delivery certificate. If you sell me a fake, who will I ask for advice? And you, the caravan will set off tomorrow. Even if I suffer a loss, I will have to leave."

"What you doubt..." The Jin family cultivators were a little angry after these reasonable and well-founded words, "Don't worry, you have 100% real goods. Let me tell you the truth, this was secretly sold by my young master."

Ling Yun's eyes flashed in a flash. At this point, he finally found some useful information and the clues were finally presented in front of him.

He deliberately surprised: "Your young master stolen it?"

"These poached grass is actually the favorite plants of the patriarch, so it was specially planted for three acres. Who told us that the patriarch has a special hobby? So you don't have to worry, poached grass is not

Some important thing, my son sold my things, and even if he was discovered, he would be beaten and scolded at most." The practitioner comforted.

When Ling Yun heard this, he suddenly realized his heart.

So that's it! If you follow your own guess, it should be like this.

The Jin family has always been determined to repair the incomplete secret recipe for golden silk feather clothes. By now, they have already gained a glimpse of the importance of poking golden grass, so they planted three acres.

However, in order to prevent unnecessary attention from the Huang family and others, this news was limited to the family's senior management. Even the young master didn't know it. He only thought that the poking of the golden grass was planted by the clan leader when he was leisure.

The cultivation cycle of the Pork Grass is very long and usually takes four years to mature from the seedlings.

As I remember, the Jin family launched an offensive just a year later. The spirit master-level golden silk feathered clothes had a sharp offensive, destroying the Huangjia Village and starting to dominate the Golden Mountain.

If these three acres of golden grass are gone, so much will not be found in the market. Then the Jin family will probably delay it for several years to destroy the Huang family.

Obviously, poking the golden grass is an absolutely hot item! Dan is also an absolutely profitable thing!

If you really buy it, you will be able to stab the Jin family, which is a hornet's nest, and you may be able to do all the interception and killing halfway.

If it were ordinary people, it would be too late to avoid it, but Ling Yun smelled the big cheapness.

Although this big fat piece of meat is very hot, it is delivered to your mouth. How can I not eat it?

To be honest, although Ling Yun has a large number of spirit stones, there is still a demand for spirit stones, and this demand is not small.

When he arrived at Homeless City, he needed a large amount of spirit stones to buy materials. It was not only troublesome to accumulate every day, but also far from enough.

"That young master is obviously a prodigal son. I guess he is very favored by the patriarch. Maybe he owes money recently and is tight, so he puts his ideas on the poke-gold grass. Hahaha..."

Thinking of this, Ling Yun couldn't help but smile, everything he gave was in vain.

Eating this piece of fat will not only help you in your future practice, but will also leave a deep impression on Wuyouling. This is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

The Jin family cultivator smiled and smiled: "So you agree?"

"Of course." Ling Yun said to him that this deal was done, and this guy must be unlucky. Anyway, it was not himself who was unlucky in the end.

"But he is unlucky, what does it have to do with me?" Ling Yun is now thinking about how to swallow this piece of fat so that he will not burn his mouth.

No words all night.

At dawn, the light of dawn scatters and flows everywhere, the morning light is slightly bright, and the morning dew is flashing.

The cold air at night condensed into dewdrops and remained on the grass leaves. The temporary market in Jinjiazhai is being demolished. The tents were put away, and the carpets on the street stalls were rolled up one by one. The goods were bandaged and reinstalled.

After staying in Jinjiazhai for many days, the caravan was preparing to set off again.

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For merchants, no matter how much goods are sold or how much they purchased, they will make a profit. Therefore, although many people's faces are tired, they are full of joy and smiles.

Xiaodie's face was extremely abnormal, and she found that they had done nothing these days.

"Miss, I just checked it. The black soil replaced almost all the goods. Among them, I actually saw three trucks of poked gold grass!"

"Poke the golden grass?" Wu Youling was stunned when she heard this, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

Xiaodie was very angry and grabbed Wu Youling's arm and said, "Even I am a layman, I know that things like poking golden grass can't be sold at all. But he has changed so many times. Miss, this black soil is completely making a fuss!"

"Xiaodie, please calm down first, and be calm." Wuyouling patted Xiaodie's hand, "This golden grass should have been replaced by him last night, I don't know. However, the other goods he exchanged also have some truth. It would be good if you think he, a mortal, could do this."

"Miss, why are you talking for him? I'm also doing it for you. These goods are ours, so why bother to be defeated by outsiders in vain? The key is that he can't afford to pay! Lord Zhang Zhu, you don't advise the lady..." Xiaodie pouted.

Zhang Zhu, who was standing beside him sighed: "Miss, what Xiaodie said makes sense. I lent him to him before to test him. Now I have seen through it, why bother him? We all believe in your ability, but the losses that can be reduced, why not minimize them? When you come to the homeless city in the future, you can work less."

"This..." Wu Youling pondered without saying a word. She was still too young, and a look of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

She had thought that the commercial goods that Lingyun exchanged made some sense. But this is the golden grass...

In exchange for so many poking gold grass, it is definitely the biggest failure.

Although the poke grass is easy to preserve, it has very little demand and cannot be sold at all. Sooner or later, it will rot in your hands. In the end, you have to sell it at a price cut, which can be said to be a loss.

"Are you Miss Zhang Xinci?" At this moment, a middle-aged male practitioner with a sweating expression on his face, jogging in front of Wu Youling for a while.

Look at the iron plate of the belt, it is a spiritual practitioner.

Wuyouling smiled: "It's the little girl, who is your lord?"

The middle-aged man clasped his fists: "I am the personal guard of the clan leader. I have a reluctant request at the order of the clan leader."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!