"Oh, that's a big deal. Our shopkeeper doesn't have the time to entertain guests of your caliber. Come on, come with me."
He took eight steps away with an impatient look on his face and led Bai Ye into a small, slightly crowded team.
After waiting in line for half an hour, it was finally her turn. Just as Bai Ye was about to take out the medicinal materials, she found a vertical plaque behind the medicinal materials appraiser with several large characters.
"What about you! Why are you still standing there? Speed up, don't you see there's a queue behind you?" the elderly appraiser urged with a stern look on his face.
Bai Ye noticed that there were no appraisers in the high-end medicinal materials appraisal office nearby. The trading volume of this kind of medicinal materials was indeed very small, and it all depended on luck.
She walked expressionlessly to the advanced appraisal office, picked up the small golden hammer, and continuously struck the signal bell.
Ding ding...
The fast-frequency noise can easily make people irritated, and the crowd immediately became chaotic. Some male customers and buyers couldn't help but cover their ears and squirt at her.
"Ouch, what's going on?" The receptionist pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. He found that the poor boy was making trouble. He led a group of thugs around him, rolled up his sleeves and cursed: "You bastard, you still don't stop.
! If you dare to cause trouble, believe it or not, I will beat you to death?"
Bai Ye suddenly stopped, and the bell's echo rang for a while before it returned to calm. The man felt that his shock had worked, and proudly stepped forward to educate this ignorant boy.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell…
The small hammer in Bai Ye's hand hit the bell even more crazily. The man's eyes widened. He didn't expect this kid to be so arrogant and prepared to fight. He wanted to beat his handsome face to pieces first.
At this time, a middle-aged man, as thin as a monkey, wearing a cannon in brocade clothes and a military cap on his head, walked out of the inner hall in a panic.
"What happened?" he asked loudly several times.
When the clerk saw it, he quickly stopped, nodded and bowed, and said close to his ear: "Shopkeeper Li, you are here. There is a brat making trouble. Don't worry, I will take care of it right away!"
Is he the shopkeeper?
Bai Ye stopped what he was doing, put down the little golden hammer, and walked towards the monkey man.
"I said I was here to sell high-grade medicinal materials, but this guy took me to the low-grade medicinal materials appraisal office and made arrogant remarks based on appearance. Is this the Tianzong's hospitality rule?"
She asked coldly as the bell echoed harshly.
Shopkeeper Li understood immediately and started to make nonsense with a smile: "Little brother, don't be angry, this guy just came here not long ago and he still doesn't understand the rules here. I will teach him well when I get back." He didn't forget to glare and pat the guy.
The brim of a boy's hat.
After all, the shopkeeper of the medicine shop in Nanzhao Imperial Capital has seen a lot of big things in the world. Although he disdains dealing with such a poor boy, there are so many people around him that he must not let the conversation slip.
"I have thirty high-grade medicinal herbs here. Based on your recycling price, the total is thirty thousand gold coins. You can inspect the goods first."
Bai Ye unfolded the package, and dozens of dark-colored and ugly-looking medicinal herbs were exposed.
Shopkeeper Li and the waiter felt even more contemptuous, what kind of dirty thing is this?!
Among the customers, a young rich man gathered around, pointed at the pile of medicinal materials, and laughed: "Haha, these can be called high-grade medicinal materials? I have a bunch of rotten flowers and grass in my house, can I sell them for a fortune?"
"That's right, looking at the size, color and appearance, even if it is really a medicinal material, it is at most a low-grade medicinal material. Are you selling it to Tianzong as a high-grade medicinal material? Are you crazy because you are poor? You are not afraid of people's jokes!"