Heavenly Martial Art

The stall owner was a middle-aged man, but he had been practicing martial arts for more than eighty years. His strength has reached the fifth level of the True Martial Realm.

He was obviously surprised that someone would buy the brass sand. There were other treasures in his stall, and no one had ever asked about the price of the brass sand.

But seeing someone buying it, the stall owner was also very smart. He took a careful look at Yang Chen and said in surprise: You are Yang Chen!

It's me. Yang Chen nodded.

It seems that he is really famous now, and everyone can recognize him wherever he goes. This made Yang Chen sigh in his heart. Being famous is not a good thing for him.

However, when the middle-aged stall owner saw Yang Chen, he turned his eyes cleverly and said directly: One pound of top-quality spiritual stone!

Hearing this, Yang Chen blinked his eyes, this stall owner is really greedy, do you really think of him as the stupid green gold master? Brass sand is indeed rare, but it is also useless. If he goes up, he will simply agree. This stall owner will definitely increase the price for the second pound.

This is buying and selling. Because he knows you need this brass sand.

Li Ruoxiang couldn't stand it anymore and shouted: You are selling a top-quality spiritual stone for a pound of brass sand. Are you kidding me?

The stall owner is also a shrewd person. He knows very well that if someone wants to buy this brass sand, he must need this brass sand.

He said without giving in at all: I'm telling you, girl, it's inappropriate for you to speak like this. What's up with the brass sand? Brass sand is very rare. It's so easy to find it. I'll sell you a top-quality spiritual stone. Is that too much?

The middle-aged stall owner refused to give in. Anyway, there were people maintaining law and order on the trading street, so Li Ruoxiang did not dare to take action.

One pound of one million ordinary spirit stones. Yang Chen said slowly.

Although he doesn't care about this spiritual stone, he won't suffer this loss.

I won't sell it. The stall owner refused decisively.

Seeing the stall owner's decisive refusal, Yang Chen sneered: Master Li, let's go!

Yang Chen has never accepted this trick. He would rather not buy it than let the other party take advantage of him. But it was obvious that although the stall owner wanted to make a fortune, his determination was much weaker.

Seeing Yang Chen and Li Ruoxiang turning around to leave, the stall owner immediately became anxious, opened his mouth and shouted: Wait a minute, don't rush to such a conclusion. The price is easy to negotiate, it's easy to negotiate.

Why, are you willing to sell it? Yang Chen slowly turned around and asked.

Seven million spirit stones per pound, brother Yang Chen, this is the lowest price our family has ever offered. You have to be considerate of the small business. The stall owner said slyly.

Yang Chen said in a firm tone: Three million!

Brother Yang Chen... The middle-aged stall owner was still greedy and refused to give up.

Two million! If you keep bargaining, you can let this brass sand rot in your own hands. The market price of this brass sand is only a little over one million. I'll give you three million, which is enough for you. You If you have any objections, I can only give up this brass sand. Yang Chen said slowly: Anyway, this thing is not of much use to me!

The middle-aged stall owner felt like crying when he heard this. God knows that Yang Chen changed his face so quickly, he could have sold three million spirit stones per kilogram. Because of his insatiable greed, the brass sand turned into two million ordinary spiritual stones per pound.

Li Ruoxiang raised the corner of his mouth and had to say that although Yang Chen was not old, he did have a good bargaining ability.

How is it? Yang Chen looked at the middle-aged stall owner intently, his aura already overwhelming him.

After all, the middle-aged stall owner could only grit his teeth. Yang Chen's meaning couldn't be more obvious. Two million, if you don't want to sell anyone, just turn around and leave!

Although two million is less, it is still better than losing it in his hands. He also regrets it. Why are you so greedy when you say he has nothing to do?

Okay, two million ordinary spirit stones is two million ordinary spirit stones. The middle-aged stall owner said with a bitter smile.

Yang Chen remained calm and completed the transaction of brass sand with the middle-aged stall owner.

A total of fourteen kilograms of brass sand was counted in his pocket.

Before Li Ruoxiang could wait for Yang Chen to take out the spirit stones, he gave all the spirit stones at the same price to the middle-aged stall owner.

In response to the other party's words, the Lingshi Qinglian Sect took care of everything and wouldn't let Yang Chen spend a single cent.

Although Li Ruoxiang was curious about why Yang Chen wanted to buy brass sand, he did not ask in detail.

She is not a person who likes to talk. Yang Chen walked in front, and she followed beside him.

Yang Chen, who had obtained the brass sand, felt uncontrollably excited. He was very happy when he first saw the brass sand, but he hid it very well. Never revealed.

After getting these brass sands, I don't know how far the holy ants can grow. Since the holy ants especially like to eat this thing, it means that these things are a great supplement for the holy ants. But in the final analysis , My ultimate goal of coming here is not these brass sands, I have to find a way to get the talisman materials of those Qimen scrolls.

Speaking of the materials for making Qimenjuan's talisman, Yang Chen patted his head. Very headache.

Before he knew it, he and Li Ruoxiang wandered around the trading street for a while, but still didn't achieve much. Only three of the materials were found. For Yang Chen, who had particularly high needs, these three materials could not solve any problem at all.

We can't find the materials we want, we have to find another way. Yang Chen stood on the spot and said suddenly.

In what way? Li Ruoxiang couldn't help asking.

Yang Chen said firmly: If you can't find it, we will set up a stall to collect it. Look, the location here is quite good!

Set up a stall? Li Ruoxiang didn't know whether this method was feasible.

Yang Chen made a prompt decision and pulled out a spare table from the storage bag, and then shouted: Acquire Lingyun Grass, Huang Qi, Zhu Yun...

Yang Chen also thought of this method of setting up a stall for purchasing at the last moment, because everyone set up a stall to sell, and he was the first to set up a stall for purchasing.

As for whether it can work, Yang Chen doesn't know.

But what makes Yang Chen happy is that this method really works.

I have this Lingyun grass, how do you plan to sell it? After just a cup of tea, someone immediately came to ask.

Yang Chen was pleasantly surprised and immediately gave a reasonable price. After hesitating for a moment, the man seemed to consider that the Lingyun Grass had no particular use for him. He directly resold Lingyun Grass to Yang Chen without saying a word.

This was just the first one. Not long after, Yang Chen acquired two more materials.

This method is really feasible. It seems that my guess is correct. Yang Chen was delighted.

Most of the materials he needs are rare, and many people think they have little sales value, so they naturally won't sell them at stalls. However, if there are people who want to buy them, that's another matter. Naturally, it would be better for them to hold it in their hands than to sell it.