"Is anyone?"

Jian Fengyun stood at the sales window and asked.

"Pick up what weapons you need, choose them and pay!"

After a while, a lazy voice came from the window.

Seeing this scene, Jian Fengyun frowned instantly.

In his memory, the Jian family's market was extremely prosperous. Although it was suppressed by the Yu family a few days ago, it would not have been so depressed.

Pulling Xue'er, he walked towards a warrior who was selecting weapons.

"Brother, do you know why this Jianjiafang Market is so depressing?"

Jian Fengyun asked.

"You don't know this?" The warrior put down the weapon in his hand and looked at Jian Fengyun in surprise.

"A few days ago, the Yu family launched three elixirs with very good effects, and then announced that anyone who bought goods in Jianjiafang City refused to sell those three elixirs to them. The most common use of mercenary warriors is the healing medicine. The three newly launched elixirs in the Yu family happened to have a kind of Huixue Powder. The healing medicine was 30% better than the market. The elixirs on Jianjia were inexplicably out of stock. After a few rounds, many warriors ran directly to Yujiafang City. If it weren't for the cheap weapons here, I wouldn't have come here at all."

After the warrior's words fell, Jian Fengyun's brows slowly frowned.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents. What the Yu family does is to get all the warriors in Bei'an City.

Including them, the Jian family's industry is unable to make profits.

If a family loses economic support, both cultivation resources and family strength will be weakened. If there is no economic supply for a long time, the family will definitely fall apart and be annexed.

The Yu family's move is to remove the firewood from the bottom of the pot, and they want to completely destroy the Jian family in Bei'an City.

With this in mind, Jian Fengyun's face had already become gloomy into ice.

"Thank you, brother, for solving the problem!" Jian Fengyun said lightly.

"You're welcome. I don't think you are like a person without money. If it's not necessary, I would like to advise you to go to the Yu family's market to buy it!" the warrior kindly advised.

Jian Fengyun nodded slightly, then pulled the girl beside him to the side.

"Xue'er, go and see if you have any weapons you like. If you have one, buy them!"

A gentle voice rang in the girl's ears.

"Yeah!" The girl nodded obediently, then went to the side to see the weapons displayed on various weapon stands.

Jian Fengyun's eyes were also scanning the weapons, and he was thinking in his heart.

Since he was reborn on this body, the family with this body is his family, how could he tolerate the Yu family riding on the Jian family to shit?

It seems that it is time to give the Yu family some color. First, I wanted to change Xueer, but not, but now I suppress the Jian family like this, which is simply asking for death.

Nodded secretly, Jian Fengyun had already made up his mind.

Xuanhan Iron Mother!

A long sword with blue light was placed on a shelf in the center of the weapon pavement, and pleasing patterns were engraved on the sword body.

Jian Fengyun's eyes were instantly attracted by it.

It’s not that this sword is so good. In his previous life, he was proficient in the three masters of pills, weapons, and talismans, and his refining skills were at least at the level of a ninth-level weapon refiner.

In his opinion, the weapons on this weapon shop are full of flaws. Some of them are not even spiritual weapons, and they can only be regarded as mortals using mortal weapons.

The long sword that attracted Jian Fengyun's gaze was itself a low-level spiritual weapon sword, and it was also a top product in the weapon shop. The most important thing is that the material of this sword was the third-level spiritual material, Xuanhan Iron Mother.

"Xue'er, come and see, how is this sword?"

Jian Fengyun screamed and lingered in the girl between the weapons racks.

"So beautiful!"

Looking at the long sword in front of her, the girl's favorite gaze shot out, but it dimmed in an instant.

"Young Master, this sword must be very expensive, I think it's better to forget it."

"Little girl, although your young master is not very rich now, he can still afford to buy a weapon for my Xueer."

Jian Fengyun's hand gently shaved on the girl's nose and joked.

In an instant, a rosy look on the girl's face, which was shattered with a flash of fingers, made the few warriors around her stunned. Then, her eyes looked at Jian Fengyun with a hint of envy.

Jian Fengyun took off the long sword and walked straight to the window for sale.

"How much does this spiritual sword cost?"

Jian Fengyun's words fell, and after a while, a slightly fat middle-aged man walked into the window.

"This sword is called the Blue Spirit Sword, a first-class low-grade spiritual weapon, which is one of the best sword weapons in our store, and the price is 88,000 taels of silver."

Middle-aged man seemed not to recognize Jian Fengyun, and his words were a little impatient.

This sword was placed in this weapon shop, and there were many people who liked each other and asked for the price, but in the end they were blocked by a high price of 88,000 taels and no one bought it.

In the eyes of middle-aged people, Jian Fengyun is the kind of person who likes him but has no money.

"Young Master, it's so expensive, why don't it..."

The girl beside him couldn't help but lose her face when she heard the middle-aged man's offer and wanted to persuade Jian Fengyun to give up.

"Okay, I'll want this sword and wrap it up for me."

Before the girl could finish her speech, Jian Fengyun took out a large stack of silver notes from her arms, counted out 88,000 taels of silver, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

If you buy a piece of Xuanhan Iron Mother for 88,000 taels of silver, it is definitely a sure profit and no loss.

In his memory, the price of third-level spiritual materials is measured by the currency of a high-end city - spirit stone. Moreover, he has some methods that can be used on this Xuanhan Iron Mother. This middle-aged man is obviously a person who doesn't know the goods.

When the people around saw this scene, they all looked surprised.

The price of first-level low-grade spiritual weapons in Bei'an City is only 10,000 taels of silver.

For 88,000 taels, you can buy first-level or first-level top-grade spiritual weapons.

Is this boy rich and has nowhere to spend it?

The surrounding warriors looked at Jian Fengyun with a hint of mockery.

"Why are there any problems?"

Jian Fengyun couldn't help speaking when he looked at the trance of the middle-aged man.

"Ah! No...no problem, distinguished guest, please wait a moment, I will wrap this sword for you immediately!"

The middle-aged man suddenly came back to his senses, and his words were filled with a slight tremor of excitement.

The fat on his face trembled slightly. The flattery was so much that he wanted to offer Jian Fengyun to his ancestors.

Jian Fengyun directly ignored this behavior of middle-aged people.

After taking the wooden box with a long sword handed over by the middle-aged man, Jian Fengyun took the girl's hand and walked out of the weapon shop directly.

"Welcome to visit again!"

The middle-aged man's coquettish voice sounded behind him again. In the weapon shop, a group of warriors looked at the middle-aged man's eyes unconsciously with a hint of contempt.

(End of this chapter)...
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