Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Sixth
The man with the accent of Shooting Chaojian Pavilion did not immediately respond, but after a silence, he spoke again: "What do you want?"
"How about adding a pair of fish eyes of the Yellow Dragon Knife?"
There was another silence, and the man with the accent of Shooting Chaojian Pavilion seemed to hesitate. After a long time, he spoke: "Yes."
After a while of footsteps, the transaction was concluded. During the entire transaction process, both parties did not even see each other's faces, and just sat in their respective private rooms to confirm the items. The reason why Sihai Business Company had to make such arrangements is that a large number of people attending the treasure banquet did not want to show up.
Soon, the second person began to introduce his items. Song Mingting didn't pay much attention and felt a little bored because his purpose was just star sand. He had no interest in other things and would not be useful after getting them.
One transaction after another was completed, and soon it was Song Mingting's turn.
He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said, "I have some jade frozen silk grass, and I want to change it to some star sand."
Jade frozen silk grass is a spiritual-grade herb. It grows at the bottom of the water and is an extremely thin emerald green translucent silk grass. Because it is small in number and very thin, it is difficult to find hidden in other aquatic plants, so it is rare to see it. Some of the people here just want Jade frozen silk grass.
"I have the Star Sand, take your jade frozen silk grass and I'll take a look." A voice came from the next door, his tone was a little unpolite.
Song Mingting frowned slightly, but he didn't want to cause trouble, so he frowned for a while and still said nothing. He took out the jade frozen silk grass and handed it to the waiter beside him.
The waiter smiled apologetically at him, then walked out of the room with the things. After a while, he walked back with another jade box.
Song Mingting opened the jade box and took a look. There was a small pile of sand inside. Each of the sand was the size of rice grains. The starlight was restrained, like a star, which was the star sand!
But after Song Mingting looked at the starry sand in the jade box, he couldn't help but frown again.
This is indeed the star sand, but the quantity is too small. Compared with his ball of jade frozen silk grass, the value is not equal. However, the difference is not too outrageous. The most important thing is that so many star sands are enough. So although Song Mingting was a little unhappy, he endured it again with the idea that it was better to have less than more things.
But what he didn't expect was that he wanted to calm down, but the other party didn't think so.
"Your jadeite frozen silk grass is a little too little, no! If you want to change my star sand, you must add something!" The man next door said.
Song Mingting was so angry that he hadn't met such a life-and-death person for a long time. He could buy the small pile of star sand in front of him with a hundred gold-tone treasures, let alone have to use the jade frozen silk grass! This is not a lion's mouth, but a snatch!
How long ago was the last time someone was so dying in front of him? Song Mingting laughed so furiously, thinking so in his heart.
But for a while, he really couldn't remember it. Because in the lifetime of his dreams, even in his unknown period, almost no one would commit suicide like this in front of him. Although he had no sense of existence in the sect at that time, he was a true disciple and a personal disciple of the peak master! Therefore, even if someone didn't like him, he would not dare to take advantage of him so skillfully. Even Wang Qingxiao and the others dared not take advantage of him so skillfully, even less so, the inner disciples and outer disciples would not.
As for later? That was even more impossible! At that time, he was a great devil who was afraid of everyone and everyone was killed. The fierce flames could stop the child from crying. How could anyone else be so desperate in front of him?
Now the man next door dared to speak like this? For a moment, Song Mingting didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh.
However, if this person knew that he was actually a "big devil" who was scared of everyone, what would he think now?
Thinking of this, Song Mingting couldn't help but chuckled, and he said while laughing: "So what do you want?"
"Give me another hundred gold Tongbao." The man next door said shamelessly.
Now, even the waiter next to him showed embarrassment and fear.
At this time, the host of Yi Zhenyan smiled and interrupted, "It's inappropriate to add another hundred gold Tongbao..."
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the person next door: "Where are there too many? My star sand is so high-quality, it's just right to replace him with a little bit of jade frozen silk grass and a hundred golden Tongbao. Besides, what does it have to do with you? What are you doing?"
This is probably the first time the host of Yi Zhenyan has encountered such an unreasonable and unreasonable character, and he didn't make any sound for a while.
At this time, Song Mingting spoke, "Your star sand is only one or two liang, and my jade frozen silk grass is one or two liang. Do you want me to add a hundred Jintongbao? Do you treat me as a sucker?" At first, he smiled, but later he became completely cold.
As soon as he said this, people began to speak out in several other rooms.
One of them said: "You can buy your star sand with a hundred gold and Tongbao. You want to exchange for one or half of jade frozen silk grass. You are too greedy, right? As the saying goes, 'Greed is not enough to swallow the elephant', be careful that you will be overwhelmed to death by then!"
This is something that cannot be seen.
Immediately afterwards, another voice sounded, this time it was the voice of a female cultivator: "That's right! If you don't really want to trade, don't come to this Yizhen Banquet, we are still waiting for the trade!"
This is what I think the man next door is wasting time.
For a moment, the monks from the other rooms also condemned the man next door.
Those who can participate in Yi Zhen’s banquet are all people with some strength, and such people generally don’t have a good temper. It doesn’t matter if the person next door makes trouble, but what is wasted is everyone’s time. In this way, other people will certainly not agree.
The man next door saw that he seemed to have been angry with the public, and his arrogance became smaller, but he still discussed with a bad voice: "Then you add fifty more Jintongbao, how about it?"
This time, Song Mingting did not laugh anymore, and he said lightly: "Don't add a single child, otherwise I won't change it."
"Forty Jintongbao?" The man was especially unwilling to give up.
Song Mingting didn't say anything anymore, picked up the tea at hand and turned slowly. He had made up his mind not to change the star sand, and after Yi Zhen's banquet ended, he would follow this person out of the city, and then snatch the star sand directly.
Joke! He has never been a gentleman in the throne! Since this person is seeking death, don’t blame him for using violence to fight violence!
Song Mingting stopped talking, but the man was still relentless.
"Thirty Jintongbao?"
"Twenty! No more few!"
Chapter completed!