C19 Zhang Xing Was Treated as a Fat Sheep
C19 Zhang Xing Was Treated as a Fat Sheep
Zhang Xing pondered for a moment before coming up with an idea.
In an enchantment shop in West City at noon, a thin young man wearing a gray robe and holding two crutches came.
This young man was Zhang Xing, who was dressed up.
When Clerk saw that the person who came was a disabled person, he was not so enthusiastic.
"May I ask if you need any help?" He said coldly. He didn't move forward.
"I want to sell a bottle of high level magic Spirit Potion." Zhang Xing changed his voice, so his voice sounded a little low.
Clerk's eyes showed surprise.
This person was a magician?
However, there was no symbol on his sleeve, so it should still be Magical Apprentice.
Can a disabled person also cultivate a magic?
Clerk put away his doubts and walked forward. As long as he had money to earn, it was fine. Other things had nothing to do with him.
He took the High Level potion from Zhang Xing, opened the small glass bottle, and took a sniff. Then, he dripped a drop on the test paper. A few seconds later, everything was normal.
"The purchase price of this shop is six thousand Gold coins." A cunning light flashed in Clerk's eyes.
Zhang Xing snatched the potion bottle, turned around and left, and coldly said: "The shop next to us seems to be willing to spend 8,500 yuan to buy it!"
"Wait! Sir, 8,500 yuan is impossible. I can only give you 6,500 at most. "
Clerk saw that this brat was not easy to fool, so he hurriedly increased the price.
"8,300. If it doesn't work, I'll go to another shop! " Zhang Xing said.
"I'll give you seven thousand at most. If you don't agree, the deal is over! " Clerk added another five hundred Gold coins.
He had never seen such a black-hearted Clerk. He should be able to get a lot of the remaining Gold coins.
"8000 Gold coins!"
"7,500!"
"Eight thousand one!"
"Seventy-eight thousand! "
After that, Zhang Xing walked towards the door with his crutch.
"Alright. Eight thousand!" Clerk gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with disappointment.
"Deal!" Zhang Xing smiled.
He watched Zhang Xing leave. Clerk let out a cold snort. He said in a low voice, "He's about to become a magician, and he's still so stingy!"
Zhang Xing walked to a place with no one around and entered the island.
"I got seven thousand Gold coins!"
After that, he bought another eight bottles of High Level spirit medicine and went to the largest medicine store.
In St. Roland's Castle, most of these medicine stores were run by the local Family. They competed with each other, but they were united.
When Zhang Xing walked out of that shop just now, he was noticed by the surrounding few shops. After asking around, they found out that he was selling high level magic potions.
At this time, they saw him appear again. They wondered if this cripple had a lot of potions with him.
After Zhang Xing finished selling the seven potions, his heart was filled with joy. It was as if there was a mountain of gold in the space.
As he walked, he felt something strange behind him. He smiled coldly. These people were up to no good. Could it be that they were planning to rob him and kill him?
They were delusional! Just because he was a cripple and had over 60,000 Gold coins on him, they wanted to rob him?
Indeed, a Magical Apprentice with no background but a lot of High Level medicine was like a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered in their eyes.
Zhang Xing held his crutch and walked out of the city unhurriedly. Behind him, a mental energy was tightly locked onto him.
When he arrived at a forest outside the city, Zhang Xing stopped.
He turned around and looked at the six people behind him who were swaggering behind him.
One high level warrior and two Intermediate warriors.
One high level magician and two Intermediate Mage.
They all felt that using this formation to deal with a disabled person was an exaggeration.
However, the shop owner was cautious by nature. He had to ensure that he could bring back the Gold coins that he had bought the medicine.
Moreover, he needed to obtain even more benefits.