3097: C3097 Sell Sell Sell

C3097 Sell Sell Sell

The shrimp man was the one Dongfang Qingyu and the one he met at the entrance of the ghost market. They were fated to meet each other even though the ghost market was huge.

Lanshan looked back at the prawn man and snorted lightly. He put away the three Fire Marrow Ores and the transaction had been completed. She wasn't worried that the sea urchin people would cause trouble, nor was she afraid that the shrimp people would force them. Although the shrimp people were very powerful, they were still weaker than the crab people. If they really fought head on, she and Dongfang Qingyu would be able to fight head on.

Furthermore, this was the ghost market.

"I will remember you, humans!" A strong killing intent shot out from the shrimp man's eyes.

"Are you sure you want to offend us?" Dongfang Qingyu took a step forward.

"Offend?" The shrimp man sneered, "You two humans are not worthy!"

"Is that so?" Dongfang Qingyu smiled lightly. With a flash of light, five or six pills appeared in his hand. They were all Spirit Pills, and each of them could instantly replenish 100000 health points.

The shrimp man's eyes turned greedy. He asked urgently, "This... How much do you sell it for?"

"I can sell it, but I won't sell it to my enemies!" Dongfang Qingyu said.

"We are not enemies. We have made a deal with each other." The shrimp man said hastily.

"This is not a good place to trade, the shrimp man said. I need a stall." Dongfang Qingyu said.

"Follow me. I have a stall." The shrimp man said immediately.

The so-called stall of the shrimp man was to chase others away and then occupy their stall. The original owner of the stall was an eel and was not someone to be trifled with. However, the shrimp man said, "If you stay in the ghost market for the rest of your life, you can choose not to." The eels immediately packed their things and left.

That's right, the shrimp man in the ghost market didn't dare to act recklessly. It was fine even if he didn't allow it. However, once they left the ghost market, the shrimp people would definitely take revenge with their narrow-minded hearts. He was an eels, even though he reminded the shrimp people. However, in a fight, both sides were not on the same level.

"You two can set up a stall now." The shrimp man turned his head and looked at Dongfang Qingyu and the place where the lights were hanging. When he looked back, he was full of smiles.

"Thank you. You are a good person." Dongfang Qingyu said to the prawn man.

"Of course, of course." As the prawn man spoke, he kept staring at the spirit pill in Dongfang Qingyu's hand.

"Fate made us meet for the second time. We should cherish fate. How much do you think a panacea should cost?" Dongfang Qingyu looked at the shrimp man with a smile.

"100 gold coins for one panacea!" The shrimp man blurted out.

"I'll sell these 5 to you." Dongfang Qingyu said.

The shrimp man was very annoyed, but he had already said what he wanted to say, so he couldn't take it back. He took out his money and bought five spirit pills, but he soon became happy.

Dongfang Qingyu took out another 10 spirit pellets, and the price was 110 gold coins per spirit pellet. This way, he would be able to take advantage of the situation.

The shrimp man felt good about it. He got some benefits and helped to shout. Soon, the customers nearby all knew that Dongfang Qingyu and the lights were off. They looked back and saw that there were spirit pellets for sale here. They all rushed over.

"110 gold coins per panacea. No bargaining, no bargaining." Dongfang Qingyu said lightly, and his attitude was firm. A few guests tried to bargain but to no avail, they could only accept this price.

With someone taking the lead, the people behind would naturally succeed.

Spirit pills were considered rare items in the sea. There were too few alchemists in the sea, and those who could refine pills were even rarer. Usually, the sea tribe relied on their own physique to recover their health.

However, there was a limit to the potential of the body. When the health points fell below 10%, the recovery rate would drop by a cliff. If there were spiritual pills, the situation would be completely different.

Dongfang Qingyu took out 2000 spiritual pills and sold them all, followed by equipment. Platinum Ware, Dark Gold Ware, and spirit weapon. The Sea Race also knew how to forge weapons, and their power was not low. But... Compared to the human race's blacksmith skills, they would be lost. They were not on the same level.

The equipment forged by the human race's blacksmiths had many attributes, great power, and exquisite designs. Those that could be kept by Dongfang Qingyu were all of the highest quality, top grade. Once they were taken out, the surrounding customers all revealed greedy looks.

Dongfang Qingyu did not want to be polite with these Seafolk. The price of the equipment was three times, four times, or five times the price. No bargaining was allowed. In the Yan Huang Continent, such a price was definitely exaggerated. However, in the ghost market, it wasn't too ridiculous, and was within the normal range. This could be seen from how the Seafolk were crazily fighting over it.

Dongfang Qingyu had collected over 3,000 pieces of equipment for a long time, and they were all sold. At the Lantern, there were more than 200 pieces of equipment, and they were all sold.2

When the sea tribe thought that Dongfang Qingyu and Lanshan Lanshan had no good items, the two of them took out the books. Books were the real deal, ten times or even a hundred times. The price could be called casually, and it only depended on how much the customers liked them.

Most of the Seafolk were straightforward and did not know how to hide their thoughts. They could tell whether the other party liked them or not with just a glance. This allowed Dongfang Qingyu and Lantern to look back and squeeze out the customer's money to the greatest extent. However, there was one thing that was rather depressing: those simple books. A book that was easy to understand was very easy to sell, and the price was also very high. The high-quality books, such as the Yellow Emperor's Internal Cultivation Scripture, the Dao De Scripture, the Ya Ya Scripture, and so on. On the contrary, the price was not very high, and it was not that the Sea Race did not like it. However, they could not understand it.

For example, high school students knew that calculus was very powerful, but if they didn't understand, their desire to buy wouldn't be too high. Regarding this, Dongfang Qingyu and Lantern Lantern both looked back speechlessly.

However, no matter what, no matter how low the price was, there was still a profit of more than ten times. Don't look at the sea tribe when they set up their stall. They wanted three melons and two jujubes, but they were actually very rich. Thousands of gold coins, without even blinking.

Finally, Dongfang Qingyu took out a great killing weapon and delicious food.

The sea tribe that ate raw meat and drank blood had never eaten such delicious food before. After tasting it, the sea tribe boiled up.

One potato was 10 gold coins, one roasted chicken was 50 gold coins, and one roasted suckling pig was 80 gold coins... The seafolk basically ate meat, but the taste of potatoes was too good, so they didn't mind.

At the Landing point, regret appeared for the first time in their eyes. Although the spatial ring wasn't as big as Dongfang Qingyu's, it was still a pity. Why didn't he bring more? Even if he couldn't sell it to earn money, wouldn't it be better to be prepared?

Dongfang Qingyu's habit was very good. No matter where he went, he would always bring a large amount of food with him. The greatest benefit of the spatial ring was that he didn't have to worry about the food deteriorating. He would be fine no matter how long he put it.

When they found out that Dongfang Qingyu's food was almost out, the customers started a fight. It wasn't a fight, but an auction. The rules of the highest bidder were applicable to any race.

After all the items that could be sold were sold, the sea tribe slowly dispersed. At this time, something that made Dongfang Qingyu and the Lantern turn around and look at them angrily and helplessly happened. The trading system in the ghost market collected 20% of their tax and 20% of their tax. It was a robbery, and it was directly deducted without any discussion.

"I was careless!" Dongfang Qingyu was filled with regret. If he had known earlier that the tax would be deducted, he would have increased the price by 20% when selling things.

He thought that he was ruthless enough, but he did not expect that he was still too gentle.

"Mistake!" At the waning point of the lights, he also blamed himself. He actually did not ask if the tax would be collected. When the two of them were frowning, a Sea Race with an extraordinary bearing and an unknown race appeared.

"There is an advanced Meeting. The two of you have received the invitation. Are you interested in participating?"

- The content came from [Migua Reading]

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