Heaven Awakening Path

Chapter 863: One Thousand Gold Throws

What are 80,000 to 10,000 gold concepts?

In the summit area where Lupin lived, a family of mountain people struggled to earn a year's income, which is barely 50 gold if not counted as any expenditure. In other words, if they don't eat or drink or work hard for 1600 years, they can buy such a divine soldier.

A bowl of fishhead biscuits that was eaten in Fish Market before cost ten cents a bowl, which is a high-end meal for that part of Fish Market.

But in fact, one gold can be exchanged for ten silver, and one silver can be exchanged for a hundred words. Ten cents out of Fish Street, going to a regular restaurant, probably only one bowl of the most common noodles, or five halibut eggs.

The price of the Divine Soldier is so high that it can be seen.

Of course, these roads don't count, he's confused at the moment, just looking at each other's surprised faces. Of course he won't believe the bullshit they're betting on, thinking they're happy and stupid.

But in fact, it is.

The first buyer, 8,000 or 10,000, who was waiting for the lion to open his mouth, was surprised at how he felt in the first place. It's not because it's expensive, it's not because it's cheap, the price, the corresponding divine soldier is about the same. Of course, Bao Lin is a special place, where the price of selling things is not the same as Bao Pavilion or any other market. But it doesn't matter, what matters is between 80 and 10,000 gold, which is a reasonable and reliable price for this purple.

That's why he's surprised —— the strong guy who brings blood soldiers and sells them, and he's a reasonable man to do business with? This quote is going to embarrass the people of Bao Lin. They don't do business here with such honesty. For example, knowing that he is going to buy this purple, the price must be 15,000 to 20,000 times. If he is in a hurry, 34,000 people must have dared to scream.

By contrast, these people just measured the purple grade and enhancement effect before labeling this price. This is really driving the treasure pavilion to Bao Lin!

Is he really from the Treasure Pavilion?

Suddenly this man is a little sudden, he has a lot of divine soldiers in his hand, and the treasure reads this reasonably well. And the treasure pavilion can't keep up the business today, so we have to bring the Divine Soldiers into the Bao Forest, which seems to be a good idea.

This gentleman is in this fantasy, and Fang leans on the rumor that he is a little impatient.

“Brother, do you want to give me a word or not? That's a fair price.” The party leaned on the note. He's still a little confident about pricing. He's a good gambler. If he doesn't have the ability to measure value with one hand, how can he count the bets on the liquidation?

“Yes, of course!” The man who had just recovered, hurried to take the Divine Soldier from the side of the bet, and then pulled a silver ticket out of his arms. He gave a little strength, and a painting of 8,000 gold was written on the silver ticket.

“Sun Ji Qianzhuang's tickets are the most reliable.” He handed in the silver tickets, "he said.

This silver ticket is specially designed for money dealers and is intended for different customers. The number of painting bets can never exceed the number of deposits this person has in Qianzhuang. The method of painting bets is only known to me, and it is useless for others to just take it. Bao Zhi Lin is a risky place to buy and sell, and that is necessarily human.

Fang leaned on the silver ticket, looked at it, nodded, and even the first order of business was completed.

As for the one who got the purple, he was scared that there was any other way around. At this point, he ran away without going back.

“I thought I said he was happy.” The party leaned on Luping and said.

“Do you really or fake not know?” Maureen, who came together, looked despicably at the side of the lean. The emotions of the people around him he sees in his eyes, his heart counts. Knowing that they were all stunned by the power of Lupin. The buyer was also asked directly by Lupin and he dared not buy it. And that's what Lupin doesn't know, or that he doesn't care. As for the reclining, Maureen did not believe that he would have counted, so the reclining was somewhat unexpected.

“Hehe.” Fang leaned on laughter.

“What a surprise, you're going to charge a high price without a fox or a tiger?” Maureen said.

“How could it be?” Fang leaned in, “I am the chosen mercy of old Guo! ”

“Get out of here.” Maureen scolded, feeling that Guo Yao's ideals and stories would sooner or later spoil in this man's hands.

Fang leaned on him and ignored him, turning to continue selling the Divine Soldier: “Come, Divine Soldier, fair price, children are not fooled! ”

The surrounding man witnessed the previous purchase of purple for a fair price. After all, there was some movement after all, many of the known Divine Soldiers were coveted. Who wants a voice that's already sounded by either one of them.

“Can I get a discount if I want it all? ”

Sister Jin stepped out of the crowd and smiled, coming to the peace and quiet of the road.

“Can't the lady in the tree see she's a big golden master?” Fang leaned on his admiration and recognized that this was the one who stood on the tree they had seen before.

“Opportunities are rare and worth a thousand dollars.” Sister Kim said.

“Okay, as long as you can get the money.” Lean down, too.

“You quote first.” Sister Kim said.

“I'm sorry, some of it hasn't been looked at yet, let's order some?” The party leaned on the note.

“Okay.” Sister Jin stood aside and began to wait.

Hualala!

A large group of divine soldiers were thrown on the ground. The party leans on the bet and begins to take stock one by one. Now we can see it completely. Isn't that all the people in the forest with the blood?

A lot of the people who snuck away went to Luping and looked in the direction they came, and came back in a dirty colour. The cowardice has long been invisible, bold, and keeps a considerable distance to watch the business.

Thin dogs had also returned to the middle circle and felt the atmosphere was strange, but after a glimpse of Sister Kim, they still came together.

“Sister Kim.” He called.

“Is Ansheng dead?” Sister Jin looked back at him and threw a sentence unexpectedly.

The skinny dog startled, but answered honestly: "Dead. ”

Kim smiled and stopped talking. The skinny dog stunned for a while before realizing her thoughts.

Kim had long guessed that he would kill Ansheng because he was not strong enough. In that case, he would blackmail Ansheng for a vote. Wouldn't he worry about the crazy revenge of Ansheng after that? So let him handle it, Cheng Cheng must die, unless the skinny dog is a kind angel without greed, but if so, how could he follow Kim to see what fat sheep is all about?

To understand this, thin dogs are not ashamed at all, as is the way Bao Lin survives. All morality, good and evil are false, only silver tickets are real. Thinking about it, the skinny dog couldn't help but feel the silver ticket knocked from Ansheng in his arms.

Leaning on the constant counting of the Divine Soldier, he finally got up straight and took a long breath.

“There are ninety-one Divine Soldiers, ten Fourth Class, sixty-three Third Class, and eighteen Second Class. Specific grades and attributes…” Looking at the soldier of the earth, he leaned on silence for a moment, while the latter waved: “See for yourself, I will quote the total price. ”

Fang leaned on the fact that he was not a qualified businessman, and he was too lazy to introduce himself to selling his own products.

Sister Kim didn't care about it. She kept smiling: “You say. ”

“One million gold, that's it, can't be less.” The party leaned on the note.

“Deal.” Sister Kim said very simply.