These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 63: The Old Shopkeeper's Evaluation
Return to the house.

Ning Zheng discovered that the two major cultivation resources, the humanoid spirit rice "Su Yu Niang" and the cellar meat field sleeping companion and luck harvester Ning Jiao Jiao, had already prepared the meal and went out together.

The other party is not in a hurry to fish recently.

After all, without suitable equipment, this so-called dungeon copy is still progressing slowly.

Looking at the current situation, she probably has to wait until she digests the supplies she got from the merchant and converts them into equipment before she can better explore this underground city at the wellhead.

So, she took Ning Jiaojiao to visit the night market.

Playing, visiting relatives and friends during the New Year, visiting the homes of elders and fellow villagers, chatting, joking, he is simply the king of socializing.

Besides myself, I also know over a hundred indigenous villagers, so I am always busy.

Ning Zheng didn’t think much about it. Anyway, Ning Jiaojiao would be happy to have someone to accompany her.

He even gave Su Yu Niang a task:
Try every possible means to send meat to the owner of the Bamboo Bookstore and buy his collection of books!
After all, Ning Zheng had been coveting the books on the body of this evil book doll in Lingzhuang for a long time.

But it is very difficult to get it, and it is impossible to win.

This person might have been a great local monk in his lifetime, most likely a master of the fourth organ realm, and was originally one of the village elders.

He just wanted to ask the extremely clever Su Yu Niang to replace his book with meat, get it and take it back.

This is most likely the boss's treasured secret book.

Su Yu Niang received a hidden mission and was full of fighting spirit, running to the bookstore every day.

This made Ning Zheng discover a new world: she could really let them do the dangerous tasks and just get the results herself.

at this time.

He sat down to eat, thinking back on the day's exchange.

This was his first contact with monks from the outside world after he came to this world independently.

In fact, he also felt a little uneasy in his heart. After all, he was essentially a low-level cultivator who had just entered the sect.

But fortunately there were no accidents.

"Originally, the group of young blacksmiths wanted to buy a renewal talisman, but I didn't dare let them buy it."

He sighed.

Xujin Talisman, drawn by a high-level talisman master, costs 100 magic coins per piece.

The embers can take root in the earth veins, sucking nutrients and forming earth-binding spirits similar to Lingzhuang, so as to prevent them from disappearing into the air.

This is something that high-level cultivators can do easily, connecting to the earth veins and taking root in them!
"In the past few years, the price of the Xinjin Talisman in Pingchang City has inexplicably continued to drop, and is now only one-fifth of its original price."

"However, the prices of various strategic materials are slowly increasing."

"The market price of the Xu Jin Fu is so cheap, but I still don't dare to buy it."

But if Ning Zheng bought it, it would expose the problems that started to appear in this villa.

What those monsters could do easily, they actually had to rely on outsiders.

If they are not allowed to buy, then their first embers will begin to disappear after a month.

Ning Zheng has been browsing forums these days and has barely learned some of the rules of operating online games. She wants to let them feel the joy of growth and upgrading.

Ning Zheng didn't give them any levels to upgrade. Their fun was raising babies and making artifacts.

The ember baby has a lifespan of just over a month, and there is no way to extend it.

This will inevitably greatly dampen their enthusiasm.

"I really don't dare to spend money now."

Ning Zheng sighed, feeling miserable but unable to express herself.

He dared to make a storage bag today.

They dared not buy resources such as meat fields, spiritual rice, elixirs, paper talismans, and formation diagrams in the city.

Because that group of demon cultivators do not need such low-level resources, and they will not buy them just to train blacksmiths.

It’s easy to be exposed if you buy it yourself.

Fortunately, I was well prepared.

I have already got the meat fields and spiritual rice, so there is no new demand at all.

Pills are used to assist in cultivation and breakthroughs, and to protect one's meridians when breaking through.

But Ning Zheng is lucky, maybe the elixir or something protecting her meridians from being broken?

No need.

My current realm is low, and I don’t need to rely on elixirs to break through.

Paper talismans, battle formations and other killing-related things are also unimportant.

Judging from my own cultivation speed, low-level paper talismans will soon be eliminated.

"Overall, it's OK. If I have money but nowhere to spend it, I won't spend it."

Ning Zheng also understood.

Just make the money first. When you reach a higher level in the future, this little money will be spent in minutes.

Today's group of blacksmiths made him less worried.

He restrained his usual attitude and behaved reasonably well towards outsiders.

Pyeongchang City. It was the New Year and the city was decorated with lights.

Zhang Huaping walked on the street carrying her cool Thunder Dragon Sword, and countless people looked at her sideways, and her rate of turning back was extremely high.

"This weapon"

"nice!"

"Mom, I want one too."

"I'll buy it for you when you grow up."

When I returned to the shopkeeper's shop, the old shopkeeper was also counting the money. He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that everything was correct.

After all, this wave of transactions was jointly undertaken by the business alliance in the entire city.

This time I am responsible for connecting the wheels and axles, and there must be no mistakes.

It's not about money or money.

This is one of the important sources of weapons in their city.

Without the rough draft of the magic weapon, are we going to fight with empty hands?
What's more, the situation has been unstable recently and these war materials are too important.

Therefore, the transaction with that group of demon cultivators was also a last resort.

After calculating that there were no mistakes in the transaction, the old shopkeeper noticed the knife behind Zhang Huaping. He was shocked and couldn't help but ask, "Why is it so beautiful!?"

"It looks good."

Zhang Huaping couldn't help showing off.

It is absolutely not a loss to get the 200 French dollars.

Don't you have any confidence? Are you looking for death with such a large warehouse stock?

She is not a businessman, but she is a smart person. She thinks she is not stupid, and the group of demon cultivators in the villa are unlikely to be stupid either.

She decided to wait and see what the other party would do.

If the other party really sells it for 499, you can also sell it and make another windfall.

If you can't sell it, you can sell it at a low price of 250 to those rich and stupid scholars with a lot of money, and you will definitely make your money back.

After all, she originally estimated the price to be the normal price of a magic weapon, which was around 250 magic coins.

However, the other party directly doubled the price and also made blind boxes, taking the opportunity to mix in a large number of inferior magic weapons that were not forged properly and were only worth 100 magic coins, so I am not optimistic about it.

"This weapon of yours is quite interesting."

The old shopkeeper's eyes lit up. He had no expectations at first, but when he looked at the five blind boxes the other party brought back, he was shocked again.

The packaging is very exquisite, like a gift box.

The gift box features a never-before-seen landscape night scene painting that appears to have been drawn with wax.

Quite exquisite and perfect, delicate and delicate.

But it's not realistic at all.

The exaggerated proportions and tones, the distorted starry sky and the bright colors give people an inexplicable sense of beauty.

The old steward was very smart and was slightly surprised: "This painter we invited has such a unique style."

The real value is not that great.

Because there are many scholars in the city, if they imitate this style, they will only paint better.

But this style of painting appeared for the first time, and before it was imitated on a large scale, such a unique packaging box could be worth several French coins!

"It's very thoughtful, even amazing, and the cost is quite high, but it will be imitated by other stores after this. Let's take it apart and take a look inside." said the old manager.

"Don't." Zhang Huaping hurriedly stopped him, "They have an anti-counterfeiting label. If you tear off the seal, you can't sell it."

The old steward was stunned for a moment.

I feel like this is an inexplicable sense of ritual.

Most blacksmiths can do anti-counterfeiting, but they only do it on magic tools, leaving a label to indicate that it was forged by themselves, rather than on the packaging box.

Who is responsible for anti-counterfeiting of packaging boxes?
Just take it apart and throw it away.

"Interesting, very interesting."

The old shopkeeper suddenly laughed.

He had been well-read since childhood, was knowledgeable, and had a great talent for business, so he was assigned to manage the shop.

At this moment, I felt something mysterious, but it was not clear for a while, "What is the meaning of their packaging?"

Zhang Huaping recalled, "It was to give scalpers a basis for speculation. I didn't quite understand the words they used at the time. Brand new? Unopened? 100% new for a young girl's own use?"

"Don't say you don't understand. I don't understand either."

The old shopkeeper smiled. There were many weird and mentally ill monks in this world, so no one would be surprised if they said some crazy and messed up things. They would just treat it as a joke.

At the moment, he didn't plan to open it, but borrowed Zhang Huaping's knife to observe it carefully.

Zhang Huaping explained the sales rules to the old shopkeeper bit by bit.

The old shopkeeper stroked the blade carefully, revealing an intoxicated look, and began to ponder its meaning.

He began to pace back and forth, and finally after a few minutes, he slowly exhaled a breath of foul air:
"Master, this can be sold! And it sells quite well, and it has the potential to be a big hit."

(End of this chapter)