Chapter 8 Xiuzhenfang City
Wang Lin put everything in the store in place, it was already dark, and just as he was about to close the door, a person suddenly rushed in from outside the door. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"I'm sorry for the customer, our shop is closing, what do you want to buy and come back tomorrow. ”
"Little brother, this is our family's heirloom, our ancestor is a great monk, I tell you that if I don't have an urgent matter to use spirit stones, I won't sell them to death. ”
Wang Lin listened but didn't think so, when he arrived at this grocery store, there were people who came to sell family heirlooms every day, and last month there was a person who came three times a day, insisting that his things were family heirlooms. Not to mention that he has been in this store for more than two months, even if he has never been here, he knows that most of things like this are fake, just like antiques. And the young man who came in looked like a shrewd man, and his eyes kept rolling around.
Wang Lin was helpless, this guest couldn't be driven out when he came. With a roll of his eyes, he thought that the boss was not there anyway, and he couldn't take this thing even if it was real. When the time comes, he will say that the things are worthless, and the store will not accept them, and send him to another house. Thinking of this, Wang Lin said:
"Okay, take your stuff out and I'll take a look. ”
"Little brother, let me tell you..."
"Okay, let's look at things. ”
Wang Lin didn't say much to him, walked to the counter and opened the young man's baggage, only to see that there was only a gray book in the baggage, and found that the page was made of an unknown animal skin, which looked very ancient, Wang Lin's eyes lit up, but the experience of the past two months told Wang Lin that sometimes he couldn't believe his eyes, which was the same as antiques on the earth, the appearance didn't seem to represent anything at all, it had to depend on his eyesight, Wang Lin gently opened the pages with his hands while groping with his hands, as if he was feeling the material of the ancient book, with a professional look。 In fact, he has only been here for two months, he knows a fart, and his purpose is not in things at all. Out of the corner of his eye, he observed the young man, this is the skill that Wang Lin learned when he was on earth to go to the famous Panjiayuan in Beijing to sell fake antiques for an old professor of history, (Wang Lin still firmly believes that the treacherous old man sells fakes.) Sure enough, I found that his eyes were turning faster, and from time to time he pretended to be relaxed and looked at a lot of the store's furnishings, but he was actually watching the movement outside the door. For the sake of this, Wang Lin knew that this thing was coming from the wrong way, and it was very likely that the thing was real. Wang Lin became interested, his eyes lit up, and he thought of a possibility. But I was a little disappointed when I saw the content, this is just a travelogue, and I am relieved when I think about it, I take it for granted, how can the cultivation of immortals be so easy to get.
"Objectively, this thing of yours looks like a travelogue and has little value. ”
"Little brother, I am a family heirloom, although it is a travelogue, but my ancestor is an immortal, this is also an immortal item, maybe there is a method to become an immortal in it, little brother, I only need ten, this is really an immortal item! I only need ten spirit stones・・・・・"
"Okay, objectively, you can go and have a look elsewhere. ”
"Don't don't, don't, how about 5 little brothers, 4"
Wang Lin shook his head, "1"
"One, too little, don't just one"
Seeing Wang Lin close the door, the young man immediately agreed. He dug it out of an ancient tomb. Other things have been shot out of this travelogue no one wants, today I saw that there is only Wang Lin a primary apprentice in the Jinji grocery store, and I plan to try my luck, but I didn't expect it to be true, although I only sold a spirit stone, but it is not a loss, I originally planned to use it as toilet paper if I can't sell it・・・・・・
Of course, Wang Lin knew that this book was worthless, and he was scolded to death by Boss Jin, and the reason why he bought this book was of course not to let Jin Fat Man know, that one spirit stone was made by Jin Fat Man a month ago, and he made a lot of money, and he was in a good mood, and he gave an unprecedented bonus to two guys, one spirit stone for each person. Seeing this ancient book today made him see the hope of understanding this world, Xiaolinzhuang is too small and remote, and mortals know too little about this world. As a glorious traverser, Wang Lin is of course unwilling to be a mortal for a lifetime and be a handyman. He wants to cultivate immortals. However, cultivating immortals must first have exercises, and you must know that an exercise is very precious, and you need at least 200 spirit stones to do it. The spirit stone is an ore that contains a special energy called spiritual power, which has a huge auxiliary effect on the cultivation of cultivators, and can be said to be the cornerstone of the entire cultivation civilization. Like gold on Earth, it is the common currency of the cultivation realm. After Wang Lin observed the comparison of the most basic grain prices in the two worlds, the value of a spirit stone was almost the same as the purchasing power of the US dollar at the peak of the earth's hundredth. 100 spirit stones are equivalent to 10,000 dollars on earth. Converted into RMB, it is nearly 100,000 yuan. When talking about the income of this world, take this Xiuzhen market called [Xiaodong Pingfang City] as an example, a mortal with no background, that is, the identity of a slave, and a person who accidentally angered the immortals and was killed casually has no reason. If Wang Lin hadn't been brought back by the golden fat man, he would have such an identity, so he is grateful to the golden fat man from the bottom of his heart. Of course, this kind of people have no income, just to eat and wear. There is also a category of guys like Wang Lin who work in various stores, this kind of people are generally the descendants of immortals, just like Lin Fan, another guy in the Golden Fat Shop, in fact, there are the most such people in the market, and there are very few mortals who really have no background. No matter how bad it is to be able to come here, he has the status of a house slave, and ordinary cultivators will not put them to death for no reason, and the salary of these people is only three or five spirit stones a month, which is about three hundred dollars when converted into dollars, and a low-level exercise also costs 20,000 dollars. This is still the worst exercise, and a good exercise is worth an astronomical amount, and it is not something that can be bought with money, has to have power, and has to be inherited. Wang Lin is sad, as a traverser, as a traverser who was almost starved to death, and then thinking about the golden fingers of other traversers, the halo of the protagonist, and the scenery of, Wang Lin had to choke speechlessly, it was too bullying.
Wang Lin took out a sparkling gem from the hidden pocket of his robe, handed it to the young man, and officially bought the travelogue. Looking at the young man who took his only property, he left happily and reluctantly for a while. It's not that Wang Lin is greedy for money, but he has been fascinated by the special crystal structure of the spirit stone in the past few days. Unable to comprehend a scientific and technological worker's enthusiasm for new minerals containing strange energy, this small spirit stone opened the door to a new world for Wang Lin. It's like a martial arts master who has been stuck in the bottleneck for many years, and the thrill of breaking through.