met free Chapter 49 Are you crazy or am I crazy?
Chapter 49 Are you crazy or am I crazy?
As for the other people's half-shares, most of them are first-tier demonic beasts. According to the 20/80 rule, each person can probably get about a thousand low-grade spirit stones.
"Here is your 1,840 spirit stones."
"Shopkeeper, wait a minute. Do you have any third- or fourth-tier magic robes for sale? What are the prices for each?"
"A third-tier robe costs two hundred spirit stones, while a fourth-tier robe costs one thousand."
A slight blush appeared on Tu Shan's pale face; she felt a pang of heartache!
"What about the fifth-tier magic robe?"
"Five thousand, twelve thousand for the sixth rank, one hundred thousand for the seventh rank, and for the eighth rank, well, it starts at a million."
The shopkeeper did not try to fool Tu Shan just because she was young; in their line of work, the most taboo thing is to look down on people.
Everyone has a youthful past, and who knows how much power someone else has behind them?
"Alright, then bring over two women's robes for the third tier, two for the fourth tier, and two for the fifth tier, one red and one blue."
"Please wait a moment, sir."
The shopkeeper stroked his mustache with satisfaction, his smile widening.
Tu Shan calculated how many spirit stones she needed, biting her lip as she said, "Shopkeeper, I don't have that many spirit stones. Can I exchange them for pills?"
"can."
The attendant brought thirty robes, five of each rank and color.
The blue robes they chose didn't have many patterns, and the red robes, even those with some patterns, didn't have many either.
After selecting the robes, he looked up at the shopkeeper and asked, "Shopkeeper, could you please calculate how many spirit stones I still need?"
"Young friend, the robe requires payment of 12,400 spirit stones. You have received 1,840 spirit stones. You still need to pay 10,560 low-grade spirit stones."
"I'll round it down for you; you'll pay 10,500 low-grade spirit stones."
Tu Shan noted down the numbers, her face turning even paler, and took out first- and second-tier pills.
"Shopkeeper, how many spirit stones do you think this is worth?"
The shopkeeper took the pills and smelled them. He wasn't an appraiser, but he could still tell the quality of most things, let alone first- and second-tier pills.
"These are all top-grade pills. First-grade pills cost ten low-grade spirit stones, and second-grade pills cost forty low-grade spirit stones."
Tu Shan smiled broadly, but inwardly cursed.
"No wonder my senior sister said that the men down the mountain are tigers, who prey on little kids like me. Now I understand."
Shopkeeper: ...
"Shopkeeper, my senior sister already told me about fair prices, so please be generous. These are all top-grade pills!"
And those robes, are you planning not to give me any discount just because I'm young?"
The shopkeeper paused in stroking his beard, then chuckled, "Young friend, don't be in such a hurry!"
Tu Shan: Me, in a hurry? I've always been as steady as a mountain in front of the spirit stone. What a joke!
"Young friend, I would like to ask who refined this superior-grade pill? May I speak with him in person?"
"No, talk to me directly. These pills were given to me by my senior sister, and I want to sell them to buy her a magic robe."
The shopkeeper's eyes gleamed.
Tu Shan: Ha, everyone knows what you're thinking with that look in your eyes. I used to think the same way all the time.
"Alright, I'll raise the price of the pills by half a percent, and lower the price of the robes by ten percent."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Tu Shan was angry.
"Shopkeeper, I'd better not sell it. If my senior sister finds out I sold it at such a low price, she will never give me any more high-grade pills in the future."
I won't sell the monster anymore; please return it to me.
Cough cough cough!
The shopkeeper saw Tu Shan coughing up tears, and his hardened heart softened a little, but only a little.
Although the girl's face was covered, the fine sweat on her forehead and the paleness on her fingernails showed that she was seriously ill.
A master who can teach a third-grade alchemist must be at least a fifth-grade one.
Even a fifth-grade alchemist couldn't help this child; he's probably beyond saving.
He didn't have many years left to live, yet he was still thinking of buying robes for his senior sister, which shows how deep their relationship was.
Even if we disregard the girl in front of us, the price of her sect alone warrants a further increase.
Tu Shan, unaware of the shopkeeper's inner thoughts, picked up the storage bag and was about to leave.
"Young friend, wait a moment, don't rush!"
Tu Shan: Me, anxious? My sister is as steady as a mountain in front of the spirit stone, and you're telling me I'm anxious?
"Young friend, here's what I'll do: I'll increase the price of the pill by another half percent."
Anyway, given the girl's condition, she probably doesn't have many pills, so let's just do her a favor.
"No, I give my fellow disciples eighteen first-grade high-quality pills and eighty second-grade high-quality pills. Look how little you're giving me. I'm not selling anymore. I'll buy the robes after I sell them all. Cough cough cough!"
"Forget it, this place is too far from the sect, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to come here again!"
Tu Shan made a gesture as if to stand up.
The shopkeeper saw that the person was about to leave and hurriedly stopped him.
Their shop sells first-grade high-quality pills for twenty low-grade spirit stones and second-grade high-quality pills for one hundred low-grade spirit stones.
Even at the price the girl paid to her fellow disciples, he would still make a profit.
But he was not willing to give up.
"Young friend, what do you think of a first-tier pill costing fifteen low-grade spirit stones, and a second-tier pill costing sixty low-grade spirit stones?"
"No way! I don't want to get scolded by my senior sister. She's been so good to me, how could I upset her!"
Tu Shan looked sad, poured himself a glass of water, and sipped slowly.
Seeing that her expression seemed genuine, the shopkeeper stroked his mustache and said, "A first-grade high-quality pill costs at most seventeen yuan, and a second-grade pill costs at most seventy-five yuan."
Tu Shan lowered his head and remained silent.
She was satisfied with the price, but there was no way she would agree to it.
The shopkeeper was clearly willing to accept her price, but as is typical of businessmen, he wanted to squeeze out as much as possible.
Unfortunately, she is too!
"Forget it, it doesn't matter where I buy the robes or where I sell the pills. Back in the sect, I have my senior sisters and master to protect me, and no one will dare to bully me because I'm young."
Seeing that she had finished her tea and was about to get up, the shopkeeper quickly agreed, "Alright, we'll do it your way."
"What did I say? What did I say?"
The shopkeeper was really anxious now. He didn't lack low-grade and mid-grade pills, but he was lacking high-grade ones!
Alchemists usually keep their superior-grade alchemy for their own use, and the probability of getting a superior-grade alchemy is considered good if it reaches 10%.
If a sucker comes to him today, he'd be a fool not to take it.
"Young friend, you can't bully people like this! You clearly said that first-grade high-quality items are eighteen and second-grade items are eighty."
Tu Shan smiled and said, "Yes, but I meant fellow disciples. May I ask what our relationship is? Are you my fellow disciple?"
The shopkeeper was speechless. Knowing his own limitations, he said seriously, "Then how many rounds do you want, young friend?"
"Twenty-two for the first rank, one hundred and one for the second rank."
"What? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
The shopkeeper was so angry that he stood up. This person knew his selling price perfectly well, yet he still offered a higher price. Wasn't he just playing with people's prices?
"Shopkeeper, listen to me first, you're making a profit even at twenty-two!"
Seeing Tu Shan's calm expression, the shopkeeper asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"
"If you have five hundred high-grade first-tier spirit stones and three hundred high-grade second-tier spirit stones, and you spread this news, do you think anyone will come to buy them?"
"Definitely, but the price is too high, and many people won't accept it."
The shopkeeper nodded and then shook his head.
Tu Shan smiled and said, "That's right, the price is indeed expensive. I think it would be better if the shopkeeper gave it to us for free."
Shopkeeper: Are you crazy or am I crazy? This is a top-grade elixir.
Tu Shan understood his gaze but didn't care at all.