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"How is it, Ian? Any results?"

The boy of Bai Zhimin sighed. He sat on his counter with his elbows on his knees, and said helplessly, "So you are really replacing others, come to me to appraise things?"

If you don't obey, Kamai, who was swallowed by a sharp-clawed tiger three years ago, Icaro, who was skinned by robbers the same year, Brother Omo, who was swept away by the tide two years ago, and inexplicably disappeared in the mountains just a year and a half ago. , Ms. Shaka, who is estimated to be eaten by the natives, is the best example.

"Now."

——The omen of the wicked must die.

It was also that premonition that all the people of Bai basically acquiesced in the identity of Ian's future elder heir.

Ian's promise, now, can be regarded as the promise of 'Elder Pude', or even the promise of 'The White People'.

But it would be better to say that he is a very nice person, so after thinking that his confession might cause trouble to Ian and the other white people, Sai Nan began to hesitate whether to tell the truth frankly.

"For example, it's like smearing yourself with honey and sesame oil and going around the indigenous camp naked!"

Saying this, it undoubtedly cost Sai Nan a lot of energy to make up a lie to Ian. He said with a red face and ears: "Yes, that's it, I'm sorry Ian, this bag of fluorescent algae can't be sold to you!"

"Really die."

"Together, this bag is worth a complete magical material, and at least five bottles of first-level high-level fine ink can be made. The price of this generation of algae is about 140 thalers or more."

It can be said that he sold this bag of fluorescent algae to Ian, which is the best choice in theory.

Ian's words were soft and gentle, but persuasive.

The light ink that Ian himself used to make the anti-shock armor plates was all incompetent ordinary light ink. Although a bottle cost more than ten thalers, it was only a premium in Harrison Harbor.

Mutual help between communities is not empty talk in the context of this era, but the most important method to unite a community family - Ian's preferential appraisal, and even the use of psychic energy to help select fish and explore herbs. is such a help.

When Ian walked down the stairs with a solemn face, he was walking back and forth in front of the counter of the grocery store, and Sainan, who did not hide even the slightest anxiety, suddenly smiled.

At this moment, his eyes lit up with water-colored brilliance: "Tell me what's going on."

"Ah? This..."

Because Ian looked at himself seriously and noticed his gaffe, Sai Nan coughed lightly, and then reluctantly returned to normal: "I... I'm in a hurry to spend money recently, and I'm a little anxious."

Seeing this, Ian could only shake his head sympathetically: "Hey, Uncle Sainan, remember to type your belly next time you lie, and don't lie to me, I have psychic powers. Of course, it's best not to lie to others, you It's not suitable to do this kind of thing."

--nonsense! Who doesn't want the leader of his own family to lead the big guy to turn disaster into good luck and avoid losses?

Not to mention, Ian's ability has been recognized by Viscount Grant!

With his current status and status, he is fully qualified for this.

Because in the past year, everyone believed what Ian said!

After pondering for a while, Ian maintained his pressure on Sai Nan's momentum, and then slowly said: "Very good, Uncle Sai Nan... What you sent is the radiation variant of Taixi fluorescent algae, with a little thunder source. It is a very high-quality raw material for inscription light ink."

Everyone has something to earn, which is very convenient.

But even so, there is no doubt that Ian is incapable of coming up with the money.

"Um……"

Whether all believers are alive, no one knows.

At this moment, Ian looked solemn, and he stared at the fisherman who couldn't speak: "Is it threatened by someone, or is I involved in some kind of conspiracy? If there is something difficult to say, I can ask Elder Pude to solve it."

"Although my success rate in alchemy is not high, I can earn more than half of the success rate. It's just to practice the skills of light and ink making."

Since then, Viscount Grant has even arranged for Ian a vacant position in the alchemy workshop, and even if he does not go to work, he can receive three thalers a week, as well as various allowances.

"Your life is at stake, don't lie this time."

Why not in the last year?

"Is it so dangerous... I thought it was just a big order, a group of monster hunters..."

And a 'genius' with high perception like Ian can even foresee the disasters of others and even objects.

"That's it."

For the first time, Sai Nan's brain went down. He tried very hard to refute, but in the end he couldn't organize it into a sentence: "No, I'm not... this..."

"Although their prices are about the same... But, what should I say, I'm not at ease! So, I came to you to see the price..."

Ian believed that if Sai Nan was only threatened by some foreign sublime, or if he cooperated with dangerous personnel, and he still hadn't figured out the situation, he should have confessed to him now.

Others don't know, can he still not know how strong Ian's psionic premonition is?

One hundred and forty talers is a real huge sum of money. The annual salary of the guards in the Viscount's mansion is only this amount. Of course, it can't be compared with the attendance allowance.

He stepped forward and asked urgently, "What was the result?"

Realizing that his old friend was still hesitating, even Ian was a little angry: "You know I don't lie - my psionic premonition is very strong, you are very dangerous now!"

As psionicists of the perception and exploration department, their psionic premonitions can vaguely perceive the good and bad in themselves, so they can choose not to go out at specific times to avoid disasters.

Ian's appraisal result is not much except for the share of Elder Pude and Viscount Grant, and most of them are invested in the daily alchemy inscription practice consumption, as well as the food and clothing costs of him and the Ellen brothers.

As for the first-level inscription light ink, a bottle costs seventy talers to start, and it can be used to make the core ignition module of alchemy artillery. It is already a strategic material reserve, and the price is naturally extremely high.

It's just that the group of 'clients' want to return the identification results and seaweed to them for research after he comes back, and they pay cash instead.

"Tell me the truth and we can help you."

Even if it is not so accurate, at least it is better than others!

He didn't lie, and he didn't come to identify the goods on behalf of others - the price of this seaweed was his deposit.

If you have a hunch, flower pots will be smashed, war horses will stumble, and humans will have accidents.

He leaned forward slightly and asked tentatively, "How about I pay for it?"

Outside the window, overcast clouds are rolling over Port Harrison in the distance, and an early spring thunderstorm is gathering.

With a solemn expression, Sai Nan is indeed a good person. He said to himself with fear: "No wonder they asked me not to disclose information, I said why there is such a strange request..."

But people who don't believe are dead, and everyone can still see it.

With a little flame ignited in the depths of his eyes, the invisible power spread, Ian saw a dark cloud of permeating deep black air between Sai Nan's eyebrows.

Of course, Sai Nan is not the kind of person who doesn't listen to persuasion. In fact, the first time Ian opened his mouth, he thought about whether to confess.

The white-haired boy stared at the fisherman in front of him. In theory, if Sai Nan really wanted to sell for money, he should be overjoyed at this time. After the appraisal, he didn't need to find a buyer, and he didn't need to worry about being cheated. He has a very good acquaintance, and Ian will not give him a low price to cheat him.

It can be seen that the fisherman has tried his best to think about the reasons. He racked his brains and said intermittently: "This bag of fluorescent algae... um. It has been reserved!"

"Uh……"

It is said that in the typhoon a year and a half ago, it was his early warning that saved one of the Viscount's merchant ships from being overturned by the storm, and avoided the loss of a large merchant ship, a dozen sailors and almost 6,000 thalers of cargo. .

But beyond the boy's expectations, even though he had said it so clearly, Sai Nan's expression was still uncertain, as if he wanted to say something, but it was always difficult to speak.

And scarlet blood light, covering his whole body, thick and thick, wrapped in bone-piercing murderous intent.

But Ian noticed that Sai Nan's expression was visibly flustered.

Inside the windless house, he stared at the nervous middle-aged fisherman.

Saying this, Ian opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows, his tone slightly raised: "Recently, there are a lot of pirates in Canaan Moore, and the goods can't arrive. The city hall and the alchemy workshop are worried."