Immortal robbery

Chapter 18
"Well, I know, I'll mess around first." Wang Zijia said so.

Seeing Wang Zijia, Xu Chenglin waved his hands and said, "Okay, you just need to understand the severity. I don't have much money you want to borrow, but I don't have any more. I'm not as capable as your father. My family's gold-swallowing beast is going to eat me up soon." gone."

"Do you think ten French coins are okay?" Wang Zijia asked tentatively.

Xu Chenglin frowned slightly, and immediately shook his head: "No, no, this is a year's monthly money. I don't have that much savings, old man. Five fare at most!"

As expected, Lu Xun is not lying. If you want to open a window, you must first talk about demolishing the roof! '

Wang Zijia's face remained unchanged, and he immediately replied: "Thank you, Xu Lao!"

"Then wait for me. I'll go home and get it for you. I don't have that much money with me." Xu Chenglin said.He didn't have a single piece of French money on him, and they, the warehouse handymen, probably only Wang Zijia would carry French money with him.

"Okay! I'll wait."

Xu Chenglin is also the second generation of handyman, and his father is a serious handyman of the sect, the kind who retired from the sect and was dispatched abroad.

Therefore, the courtyard where his family lives is considered to be on the edge of the inner city, not too far from here.

Not long after Wang Zijia finished the class, Xu Chenglin came back with the money, carefully handed the five money to Wang Zijia, and said: "Your father is gone, and there are no elders in the family. You can get it yourself." Take it easy, don't be fooled."

"Thank you Mr. Xu, I know!" Wang Zijia replied.

Mr. Xu gave a few more words of advice before turning around and leaving.

But Wang Zijia, panting for the money in his pocket, first went to the warehouse to get forty copies of spiritual materials, but did not take them away immediately.Put it in the warehouse for the time being, touched the remaining two French coins, and left the shop.

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After a while, Wang Zijia came to Wentian Pavilion again.

This time, as soon as he entered the door, Wang Zijia said familiarly, "Buy, B character NO.11!"

The clerk who was about to receive him paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, please be objective."

Wang Zijia came to a familiar room. After the middle-aged Confucian scholar appeared, he looked at Wang Zijia, paused for a moment before entering the room, and then gave an introduction, saying, "Wen Tian Pavilion, Xun Liang!"

"Wang Zijia!" Wang Zijia said equally concisely.

"What do fellow Daoist Wang want to buy this time?" Xun Liang didn't talk any more, and continued to get straight to the point.

"I need the black market in the city, or the casual cultivator trading circle." Wang Zijia asked.

"Fifteen French coins!" Xun Liang replied.

"Uh, why is it so expensive?" Wang Zijia asked in astonishment, puzzled.

Xun Liang was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Is someone thinking wrong?"

Wang Zijia also thought about it in surprise, and then suddenly said: "Uh, I didn't express clearly. I don't want information about the whole city, I want to go shopping."

Xun Liang glanced at Wang Zijia and said, "One fare."

Wang Zijia heaved a sigh of relief, after all, he only had two dollars in his pocket.

He reached out and touched a coin, and handed it to the other party.

After the other party took the money, he took down the paper and pen from the side, and quickly wrote down a lot of information.

"This is the safest dark market in the city, and there are no entry requirements. I have attached the entry method." After Xun Liang handed the note to Wang Zijia, he urged:

"Although they are the safest places, they are relative. The safety I mean is not just personal safety. If you want to buy or sell goods, you need to be more careful."

"Understood!" Wang Zijia nodded.

"Is there anything else?" Xun Liang asked.

Wang Zijia shook his head resolutely, and if he asked again, he really had no money!

Xun Liang only made one fare, but he was not discouraged, and said with a smile: "Then look forward to seeing you next time."

"It's better to say goodbye. It's better not to see you. My pocket is almost cleaner than my face. Goodbye is not bankruptcy, but begging." Wang Zijia said with a wry smile.

"Haha!" Xun Liang paused, then laughed loudly: "You Wang Daoyou is really interesting!"

Compared with the previous formulaic transaction, the two have obviously relaxed a lot this time.

When Wang Zijia left Wentian Pavilion, he looked back.Touching the one dollar in his pocket, he was a little envious.

This kind of news buying and selling is worthless, and it is much faster than their hard work.However, this business cannot be done by ordinary people, even ordinary sects, and it is easy to break the door!
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He turned around and went back to the warehouse where he went to work, took the materials, and went home.

After dinner, Wang Zijia began to deal with the materials. In fact, he was proficient in super-level spells and could already use spiritual materials to cast spells.

But in order to increase the possibility of even a little bit of success, it is worth his effort to deal with it. First, it will help increase the value of skills, and second, it will be poor.

He's almost crazy about poverty, and he can travel around the world with a dollar in his pocket, let's find out!
After handling the materials well, Wang Zijia began to cast spells carefully.

This casting, Wang Zijia felt the difference from yesterday, even with innate qi, Wang Zijia didn't have to work hard to cast the spell, it happened naturally, easily and smoothly.

He even consumed seven copies of materials in a row, so he was out of breath and a little exhausted.

After spending more than half an hour meditating and recovering mana, he started making spell cards again.

He started working around 40:[-] p.m., stopped and stopped. It took six to seven hours for Wang Zijia to finish processing more than [-] pieces of materials.

A total of 27 spell cards were obtained, with a success rate of nearly [-]%.It is much higher than the [-]% theory of the proficient level, and the value of the skill has increased a little bit, which is not in vain for him to spend so much effort.

Including the 5 spell cards from yesterday, there are a total of 32 cards, which should be able to sell for at least six fare, completely start to make a profit, and alleviate his severe financial deficit!
I put away my things and found that it was already midnight.

After thinking for a moment, he moved the spell cards and crafting tools back into the secret room and put them in the treasure chest.

Then Wang Zijia didn't go back to the house to sleep, but changed into a tight-fitting attire, and quietly floated out of the yard.Transformed into a shadow, avoiding patrols everywhere, and wandered around the city.

There is no specific goal, and the general direction revolves around the general direction of yesterday's battle.

At this time in the past, the various night markets should have gradually quieted down.But today, more shops closed early, but the street was not quiet.There are especially many patrols.

Wang Zijia wandered around for a while, and found several battlefields of the law enforcement team, but there was no possibility of taking advantage of them.

Out of caution, Wang Zijia could only retreat in the end.

Suddenly, when passing through a dark alley, Wang Zijia felt that his breath was obviously strange, and stopped quietly.

The whole alley was quiet, and there were no lights in the courtyards on both sides of the alley. It seemed that everyone had already rested.

According to the induction, Wang Zijia came to a courtyard wall, felt it carefully for a while, and then raised his breath and lightened his body, and floated over the wall into the courtyard.

"Crack, click..."

Entering the courtyard, Wang Zijia heard some small noises, like mice stealing something to eat.

(End of this chapter)