Bai Qingzhou and Fan Tianhe sat opposite each other.
Fan Tianhe looked worried at this moment, "Senior brother, is this really okay?"
"It's okay, no need to worry! I will prepare well this month and try to be foolproof!" Bai Qingzhou said seriously.
Although he is confident in his heart, he has not reached the point of arrogance. He will still prepare seriously when he should be well prepared.
"Then should we tell Deacon Chen? After all, Deacon Chen is in charge of the store?" Fan Tianhe asked worriedly.
"Haha", Bai Qingzhou chuckled and said with a smile: "Deacon Chen is not managing the store now, but I am in charge. So you don't have to worry, I have the final say on this matter!"
"All right..."
...
The next day.
After instructing Fan Tianhe to buy all the materials needed to open a butcher shop, Bai Qingzhou walked towards the magic weapon shop in Fang City.
Shanyuan Pavilion, the largest magical artifact shop in Shuiyingfang, not only sells various magical artifacts, but also undertakes services such as recycling, repairing, testing, grading, and valuation of magical artifacts. It is extremely functional. There is a black and white flag floating at the door.
It shows that this is a store under the supervision of Wujimen.
Bai Qingzhou stood at the door and glanced at the sign, then stepped in.
"Fellow Taoist! How can I help you?" A girl at the door immediately came forward and greeted her warmly.
"I'm here to repair a magic weapon." Bai Qingzhou simply replied.
"Oh..." Upon hearing Bai Qingzhou's words, the girl's enthusiasm suddenly diminished, and she silently turned around to lead the way, "Fellow Taoist, please come with me."
The profit from repairing magical artifacts is not high, so the commission given to their reception staff is not high, and it is understandable that their attitude is not enthusiastic.
Bai Qingzhou noticed the change in the girl's attitude, but he didn't care at all and slowly followed the girl.
The two walked into a small room. There were two futons placed on the left and right sides of the room, and a long dark table in the middle. A fresh fragrance wafted through it. The overall decoration made people feel happy at a glance. It was an elegant room.
"Fellow Taoist, please wait here for a moment. I will notify our shop's weapon refiner to come." The girl then left the room.
As soon as he closed the door, Bai Qingzhou saw the colorful light flashing at the door, and a ripple shook from the door to the entire room.
Bai Qingzhou narrowed his eyes slightly. There was actually a forbidden circle in this room, which seemed to prevent others from exploring.
This made Bai Qingzhou find it strange, and he began to observe secretly.
moment.
The girl walked in with an old man in his sixties.
The old man sat down on the futon, and the girl then left the room.
"It is said that Taoist friends want to repair the magic weapon?" The old man said calmly with a calm expression on his face.
"That's right." Bai Qingzhou thought, and he had a short protective shirt in his hand, handing it to the old man, "Fellow Taoist, please help me see if I can repair this piece of armor."
Seeing that Bai Qingzhou had a [storage bag], the old man's face remained unchanged. He reached out to take the short shirt and began to observe it carefully.
In less than a stick of incense, the old man put down his short shirt and said slowly: "[Brass inner armor], yellow-level medium quality, more than five layers of damage, need sub-ox leather, jute cloth, white cashmere fabric, green horn vine, etc."
The object needs to be repaired again, and the repair cost will cost ten pieces of low-grade spiritual stones.”
Hearing this, Bai Qingzhou nodded silently. He immediately felt that this old man was very professional.
Because he had never heard of those materials.
However, the price of ten spirit stones still made him feel a little pain in his heart. After all, the price of the [Brass Inner Armor] that day was only thirty-five spirit stones, and now the repair would cost one-third of the price.
But this piece of armor had saved Bai Qingzhou several times and was of excellent quality. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, no problem."
The old man nodded and then said: "Fellow Taoist can come and collect it in three days."
After that, he wanted to get up and leave.
"Old sir, wait a moment." Bai Qingzhou called out.
"What else is there?" The old man sat down again.
With a thought in his mind, Bai Qingzhou immediately took out several magical weapons from the [storage bag], including four offensive magical weapons: a broadsword, a spear, a giant hammer, and an axe, and two pieces of clothing-style armor, a total of six magical weapons.
device.
Several magical instruments instantly covered the long table, radiating light and full of aura.
At this moment, the calm old man's expression finally changed, and he hurriedly leaned forward, "Fellow Taoist, are you going to sell everything?"
Bai Qingzhou smiled slightly and said: "That's right, old gentleman, please help me estimate the price."
"Okay, okay..." The old man suddenly smiled and began to watch carefully.
These magical artifacts were all personal items assigned to Bai Qingzhou during the battle at Longhu Mountain. He felt that he had no use for these magical artifacts, so he might as well sell them all.
This time it took the old man half an hour to complete all the tests.
After letting out a breath, the old man slowly said: "If I guess correctly, these items were all captured by my little friend in the battle at Longhu Mountain, right?"
"Exactly!" Bai Qingzhou didn't hide it, and then asked: "How did the old gentleman see it?"
"These magic weapons have different forging techniques, including the unique weapon refining techniques from Longhu Mountain, and there are also materials unique to our Wuji Alliance. In addition, at this point in time, it must be that only the spoils of that war can be possessed at the same time.
Two qualities.”
"The old gentleman is indeed well-informed! I admire this junior! But... I wonder how much your shop will bid for several magical artifacts?"
"Among the six magical artifacts, there are two low-grade yellow-grade artifacts, three medium-grade yellow-grade artifacts, and one high-grade yellow-grade artifact. The price should be two hundred and fifty yuan for low-grade spiritual stones..."
"Um..." Bai Qingzhou's face turned a little ugly when he heard this. The price was far from what he expected.
"But..." the old man changed the subject.
"In my opinion, my little friend is like a disciple of a sect, and he should be a hero who works hard for our Wuji Alliance! I don't hide it from fellow Taoists..." The old man pondered for a moment, and then said: "Total of all these magic weapons, our shop is willing to give out three
One hundred spiritual stones! How about it?"
That's fifty more spiritual stones than before.
"Okay! Thank you, old gentleman. Just three hundred spirit stones!" The price was almost what Bai Qingzhou had expected, so he agreed immediately.
soon.
The reception girl just now came to Bai Qingzhou with many spiritual stones in her hands.
Bai Qingzhou took it, counted it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he contentedly put all the spirit stones into the [storage bag].
"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist. I'll come back to collect the [Brass Inner Armor] in three days!" Bai Qingzhou said goodbye with his hands in hand.
"Okay." The old man stroked his beard and smiled.
Bai Qingzhou turned around and walked out of the room, walking towards the door.
"Fellow Taoist, please come this way."
The girl who was leading the way at the moment was smiling all over her face. She originally thought it was just a small repair transaction, but unexpectedly there was a transaction of three hundred spiritual stones, which increased her commission a lot. It was a pleasant surprise.
suddenly.
"Fellow Taoist, why don't you take a look at the magic weapons we have here?" the girl suddenly suggested.
Hearing this, Bai Qingzhou thought for a moment and replied: "Okay! Lead the way and have a look!"
...
Bai Qingzhou, who has a bulging pocket, is extremely generous with his actions.
After half an hour, when Bai Qingzhou walked out of the door of Shanyuan Pavilion, a walnut-shaped bracelet had appeared on his wrist.