Chapter 361 What kind of master is so poor that he sells magical instruments

He actually asked about the origin?

All the friends were stunned and didn't know what to say.

If it is fake, Ning Fan would not be like this if he asked about the origin.

If you can ask this, is the thing real?

My friends' hearts were pounding.

If all these in front of you are real, even if they are closer, they will not be a small number.

There are at least hundreds of thousands of things, right?

If the things are better, it may be easy to get seven-digit numbers.

This is definitely a lot of money for residents in the snowy area.

"I thought too much."

In the live broadcast room, the friends who have lived here retorted without hesitation.

"Do you know what the residents here are now?"

"Don't look at the fact that there is not much cash, but there are quite a few millionaires."

"One yak is 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, the gold, silver jewelry and beeswax and pineapple on it are more than 100,000 yuan, and the sheep in the pastures, maybe you are not so rich."

"I'm disturbed!"

All the friends stopped talking.

They were wondering if they were too poor to sell things, but they felt something was wrong when they heard it.

Selling cattle and gold when you are poor is the serious way.

Money is fast and convenient.

Now that people are blocking people selling things on the road, ninety-nine percent will be regarded as liars.

The vendor pursed his lips and said a word after a while.

"This thing is really real!"

"Why don't you go to the store to sell it?"

Ning Fan didn't touch anything and continued to ask.

"There is no money to buy things in the store."

"So dark! Isn't this a case reported?"

The friends were shocked. In what era can you still encounter such behavior? Isn’t it almost the same as robbing the goods without paying them?

"Maybe it's not what you meant."

When Wang Duoyu saw the words, hesitated to express his interpretation.

"The meaning of this may be that the store cannot give high prices."

"It shouldn't be!"

My friends don't understand.

How can you not give high prices when selling Buddhist things like this in the Snowy Plateau?

Even if it is the most unscrupulous pawn shop, the price of other things is 30% off or 50% off. If you encounter such things, you will have to give a 30% off.

People in the snowy land must have enough respect even if they do not believe in Buddhism.

Otherwise, there will be many people who shout outside and want to help change their views.

How could there be a price that cannot be sold?

"There is a ghost! There must be a problem!"

My friends intuition that something is not right.

"I'm afraid it's not because of the inappropriate origin?"

Wang Duoyu thought about it and analyzed it according to the clue just now.

"There are indeed people living in the northern part of Bashu where the snowy areas are connected, and there are also faiths there. If these things flow out from there, there are some possibilities."

"Even if ordinary people can get this kind of thing, they cannot take it out all, unless they have a certain status."

"There's a problem..."

Wang Duoyu didn't say it, and his friends urged him to say quickly, don't keep it in the way.

"The locals have faith and it is impossible to sell it. If they really dare to do this, they may be beaten to death in the village when they go back."

"The only person who dares to do this may be the owner of the property."

Wang Duoyu didn't say anything later.

It’s not that I dare not, but that I don’t need it.

Ning Fan has already asked.

"Is it urgent for Master Quli to sell these things?"

The friends were stunned.

There are not many people who can make Ning Fan say a master, the master's words...

wrong!

The treasure friends flashed through their minds. Those who could respect the master in the snowy land were the most Buddhist monks in the temple and monks who could become guides.

Ning Fan actually called the hawker master in front of him?

This... is far from the big picture!

The friends of the treasures couldn't tell whether Ning Fan was serious or just joking.

"How did you... see?"

Qu Li looked at the person in front of him with his eyes wide open. He didn't expect that he would be discovered by someone pretending to be like this, and he looked panicked.

"Don't worry, I've never seen you before."

Ning Fan lowered his voice, and the system picture became blurred.

After doing this, I explained.

"Saffron, musk, red sandalwood, lilac... The fragrance on your body is too strong. Most people will not have this smell. Only monks who stay in the temple all year round will have this smell."

"And, even if you change your clothes, your standing posture will be in accordance with the way of practice, which is too deliberate."

"And I happen to know that there was a little master on the side you mentioned a few years ago, right?"

Ning Fan finished speaking.

The friends in the live broadcast room only felt extremely scary.

This is a bustling street. You can tell that a person is a monk by smell and standing posture. This kind of judgment deserves to be a bargain!

If they weren't there, I'd probably have thought it was a liar and turned around and left.

Qu Li also felt relieved.

As long as you haven't seen yourself.

I breathed a sigh of relief, thought of something, and became nervous again.

"If you can recognize me, you must know that these things are true. Would you like to buy them? Just ten million! All these things are yours."

"If it's not enough, I can recite the sutra for you for another year of blessing!"

Good guy!

The friends were numb as they listened to the words.

These two people were talking about big business with tens of millions on the street, but they really didn't take others seriously.

After thinking about it, I felt that there was no problem.

It would be wrong if you hide it and find a place at this time.

On the contrary, if this is the case, no one can recognize it, it is a good thing.

But why did a master sell his magic weapon?

I have to send another year of blessing, which is something that ordinary people can't afford, so why are you still rushing to do it?

"Is the master short of money?"

The friends of the treasures had a guess, but they threw away this idea in the blink of an eye.

Will the master be short of money?

In the snowy land, if you ask people casually, you will most likely get scolded or not.
To be continued...