Changsun Liantang thought it was some kind of problem. The number of craftsmen in the world was number one.
"I can provide craftsmen, how can I negotiate the price?"
He suppressed the calculation in his eyes and looked like he was discussing business matters.
Ji Mingyao is not stingy either. "I asked before I came here. An ordinary craftsman earns one hundred spirit stones a day. Since my material is special, how about I give you one hundred spirit stones?"
To be honest, the price of a hundred yuan stone is good, but compared to the nine-star Qianyuan wood, it is too cheap.
Changsun Liantang waved, "I don't want money."
If you don’t want money, you just want things.
Ji Mingyao twitched the corners of her lips, snatched the branch from Changsun Liantang's hand, and sneered:
"You have a good idea. I just want two craftsmen. You want to rip me off and want my Nine Star Qianyuan Wood."
After his intentions were seen through, Changsun Liantang didn't feel embarrassed at all. He had his own reasons.
"You may not be reliable if you go to find someone outside, and you may not be able to deal with the Nine-Star Qianyuan Wood. If the person who cuts such a treasure is not careful, wouldn't it be a waste of natural resources?
The person I’m looking for can definitely be trusted. Besides, I don’t want much, just a length and a meter.”
He probably guessed the quantity of Jiu Xing Qian Yuan wood in Ji Mingyao's hands next time and gave this price.
Ji Mingyao chuckled, "As expected of the former owner of the village, the price offered is outrageous."
Although she could afford the price, she thought that Chang Sun Liantang, an idiot, didn't know how to use the Nine-Star Qianyuan Wood, so she dared to open her mouth.
The difference of eight hundred years between nine stars and one star is not just the growth of wood.
One-star Qianyuan wood is made directly from wood.
Jiuxing Qianyuan Wood only needs to add crushed wood to the materials to achieve unexpected effects.
The sacred artifacts she and Tianming carry are sawdust mixed with Jiuxing Qianyuan wood.
Ji Mingyao rolled her eyes at Changsun Liantang and was about to leave on the spot.
At worst, just work harder and do carpentry.
Changsun Liantang stopped her and said, "Half a meter, half a meter is fine."
I thought I was giving in, but Ji Mingyao didn't seem to want to pay attention to me at all.
This made Changsun Liantang anxious.
"In this auction of the Xiuling Pill, I, the No. 1 Village in the World, won't take any penny, it will all belong to you. How about this?"
This is his greatest sincerity.
If you still refuse, then there is really no need to discuss it.
Ji Mingyao thought thoughtfully, the Xiuling Pill would definitely create a large amount of wealth, and if it really belonged to him, it was not beyond negotiation.
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She looked at Changsun Liantang with disgust and gave the Nine-Star Qianyuan Wood to this guy. It would probably be a waste.
"For the matchmaker's sake, I made this loss-making deal. I don't care how the No. 1 Village in the World uses it, but as a friend who is not a friend, I can remind you.
Nine-star Qian Yuan wood and one-star Qian Yuan wood are two completely different things, so use them with caution."
Saying this is already her greatest kindness.
Ji Mingyao kept the tree branch in his hand as a token.
"Two craftsmen sent it to my yard at Shangshan Academy. When they finish the work, I will deliver it myself."
Changsun Liantang held the tree twig in his hand, and now he regarded it as a treasure.
He was thinking about sending this thing back for study first?
No, no.
How could he get anything good out of it when it was in the hands of those old men?
With this thought in mind, he put the twigs into his meson bag.
This is a gift from a friend, not a public announcement.