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Chapter 142

Click on the Cultivator Tao Forum and Market Trading column.

The three ordinary orange Yuanpo that Ji Mo hung up yesterday were snatched up immediately after it was launched and it was already sold out.

The little guy hung up three more pieces today, and he was instantly caught.

Now I have received several private messages and asked her if she still has the goods, and if there is any, they want to buy them all.

Ji Mo thought to himself: These people must be the heads of aristocratic families, otherwise they would not be so rich and understand the market.

Before the vitality is revived, the strength of a group of people in the family will be improved to the middle level of restraining energy. If you step ahead, the family's strength will naturally be improved to the next level.

Ji Mo clicked on the private message list.

Great Mongolian Warrior: Brother, do you still have the goods in your hands? Tell me how many you have, and you will get a price.

One Card: hello, I have been following you for two days. How many Yuans do you have? I want to buy it at one time.

Bai Xue Family: Lao Tie, the orange Yuanpo is of good quality, is there any?

Old man: Daughter, can you sell all the remaining Yuanpo in your hand to grandpa? The price is easy to negotiate. Grandpa is willing to buy all Yuanpo for a price of 100,000 yuan.

Ji Mo, who didn’t see a rabbit and didn’t show off the eagle, immediately clicked on the old man’s chat box: Hello, grandpa.

A message came from the old man soon, an excited emoji.

Old man: Daughter, how many souls do you have?

Ji Mo: 994 yuan

Old man:!!

The old man looked like an old man who turned his back and practiced Tai Chi. Although he couldn't see his face, he could tell by looking at his tall body and back that he must be a trainer.

I guess he is the master of the big guy, probably not the one who came to fool Momobao.

The old man paused for a while and quickly sent two lines of words: I am willing to pay a piece of Yuanpo Old Man.

Can you sell them all to grandpa?

Ji Mo couldn't help laughing wildly, and his sleepy little face suddenly became energetic.

This guy jumped out of bed, ran back and forth between the house twice, rushed to his phone, and replied with a word: Yes,

Of course, it can be, originally 50,000 to 100,000, and the money you earned will double in an instant, hahaha!

Those who are at the forefront of the times are indeed easier to make money.

One hundred thousand per orange soul.

Momo calculated by counting with his fingers, and his little face turned into a flower.

Oh my God, she didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, she became a millionaire.

Taking out 500,000 yuan of capital, this batch of freshly released orange Yuanpo actually made her earn more than 90 million yuan. Oh my god~

Old man: I will give you a deposit of 20 million yuan first and transfer the money into your virtual account. Do you think where is the best place to trade?

Ji Mo: At 4 pm tomorrow, the New Generation Square. Then you can see that there is a young man wearing a black sportswear and a mask of Monkey Brother sitting next to the fountain in the square. It’s me.

Old man:...

You are not a daughter? Then I called you a daughter for a long time, why didn’t you refute it? It’s such a weird thing!

Old man: OK! You see an old man in his fifties wearing a Bajie mask, that's me.

The two of them determined the time and place again, and Ji Mo then closed the Cultivator Taoist Forum.

The old man complained in his heart: Why do you feel it is a bit like...an illegal underground transaction, and it is so funny.

Miss Ji didn't even have the time to play games, so she happily walked around the house twice, jumping around.
Chapter completed!
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