The eldest daughter of the group pet, she is full of luck

Chapter 1848 Linyan Chapter Twelve

"I want to see your shopkeeper."

Ye Zilin came all the way, he has sold medicinal herbs more than once, and his heart is clear.

Hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is rare, and only by negotiating with the shopkeeper can it be sold at a good price.

"The shopkeeper is very busy."

The guy opened his mouth subconsciously, his eyes fell on the dagger, and he closed his mouth flatly.

"Brother, please follow me."

He made a gesture of invitation, and brought Ye Zilin to the backyard, and entered a delicately decorated private room.

"You want to sell herbs?"

The shopkeeper came quickly, stroked his beard, and looked at Ye Zilin with a little surprise.

"Yes."

Without waiting for him to ask, Ye Zilin took off the pannier from his back and took out the Ganoderma lucidum directly.

"hiss."

The shopkeeper glanced at Ganoderma lucidum, took a deep breath, and looked at Ye Zilin with disbelief.

"Hundred-year Ganoderma lucidum, please give me a price from the shopkeeper."

Ye Zilin was concerned about his younger siblings in the inn, so he didn't want to waste any more time.

"Buy it now, 80 taels."

The shopkeeper's shrewd little eyes were full of calculations.

He bullied Ye Zilin because he was young and didn't understand the market.

"150 taels."

How could Ye Zilin be fooled, he slapped the dagger on the table, his eyes were frosty: "If you can give this price, we will pay the price and deliver the goods, if not, forget it."

"150 taels is too much."

The shopkeeper shivered in pain, not daring to underestimate the boy in front of him.

He was so sure that he saw a flash of murderous intent in the boy's eyes just now.

This kid is not a good stubble, probably killed someone.

He thought secretly, feeling a chill down his back.

"not much."

Ye Zilin threatened him with a dark face: "You dare to bully the weak, buy and sell by force, my dagger is not vegetarian."

Who is weak?

Who is buying and selling?

Two drops of cold sweat dripped from the back of the shopkeeper's head, and he stared at him for a few seconds before being defeated.

"Okay, as you said, 150 taels."

"It's your acquaintance."

Ye Zilin put away the dagger, and took out the ginseng and angelica.

This time, the shopkeeper consciously quoted a reasonable price, and no longer wanted to fight with him.

Ye Zilin left the pharmacy with the 300 taels of silver in his hands, and continued wandering around the town.

In the evening, the caravan was scheduled to leave early the next morning to the Western Regions.

Before returning to the inn, he bought a lot of items and filled the basket.

"elder brother."

Ye Zimo waited in front of the window with his younger sister in his arms. Seeing his elder brother came back, he rushed down the stairs like a gust of wind and greeted him in the lobby.

Ye Ziyan called her brother sweetly, and stretched out her small arms to hug her.

"The herbs are sold for a lot of money, let's have a good meal."

Ye Zilin took over his younger sister, his condensed little face seemed to have melted ice and snow, smudged with endless warmth.

"Great,"

Ye Zimo rubbed his hungry and deflated stomach, swallowed: "Finally, there are warm steamed buns to eat."

"Dude, order."

Ye Zilin rubbed his younger brother's head with a smile, and looked back at the innkeeper, his eyes were already icy cold.

"coming."

The buddy shivered in shock, and a chill came from the bottom of his heart.

Is this kid really a nine-year-old child?

Why did it give him a feeling of killing a god, as if he had once committed a killing spree and crossed a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​blood.

Man the truth.

On the day his mother committed suicide by taking poison, Ye Zilin regained the memory of the fairy world due to extreme grief.

He remembered his identity.

The most honorable crown prince in the fairy world, the eldest grandson of the fairy emperor, and the future master of the world.

(End of this chapter)