League of Legends God-level Summoner

"Brother, are you here to deliver the medicine?" As a group of people suddenly poured out in front of Lu Chuan's stall, the impatient warrior was the first to ask.

"Of course, the first fifty people who inquire will receive a free bottle of potion. What type do you want?" Lu Chuan responded with a smile.

"Then give me a bottle of speed potion?" The warrior was hesitant. After Lu Chuan handed the potion to his hand, he eagerly opened the lid and swallowed it in one gulp.

My body... feels much lighter.

"How's it going, brother, is it effective?" There are also cautious mercenaries who want to ask for advice first.

"It works! An absolute first-class potion!" The warrior gave a thumbs up.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed towards Lu Chuan's stall like hungry wolves.

"Bring me a bottle, please, I'm the first to arrive!"

"Bullshit! I am number one! Brother, give me a bottle!"

"Brother, I'm so exhausted from sucking milk, you have to give me a bottle no matter what, right?"

"Don't grab it, don't grab it. The people in front of me are all my grandsons. Whoever BBs will explode on the spot!"

If it is a genuine first-level potion, its preciousness can be seen. Even if it is resold, you can earn ten or twenty gold coins. This is money that some mercenaries can earn only by taking orders for a month, and even It is the annual income of some low-level mercenaries.

A group of people rushed to grab it, but Lu Chuan coughed in an orderly manner, "Everyone, please line up first and receive the potion in order. If the formation is too chaotic, I will not deliver the potion."

Then the hawker next to Lu Chuan saw a scene that stunned him. These bad-tempered mercenaries who had been hanging out in the black market and never obeyed anyone, now turned into docile little sheep and lined up obediently. , a long queue leading straight to the gate was opened.

Although some people far behind couldn't hear Lu Chuan's words, they were embarrassed to jump in line when they saw so many people waiting in line. After all, no one knew anyone here and they didn't dare to cause trouble.

The vendor dared to raise his hand and swear that this was the best atmosphere he had ever had in setting up a stall in the black market for so long.

To be able to see such a harmonious scene in such a chaotic and chaotic town is not much different from seeing rainfall in the Shurima Desert. They are all part of a lifetime series.

"Here, take it, this is your portion." Lu Chuan handed a bottle of potion to a mercenary's hand, then clapped his hands and stood up, saying to the people behind him, "All the extra portions given out today have been given out. , to everyone who didn’t get it, I’m here to say sorry.”

As soon as Lu Chuan said this, the hawker secretly said something bad in his heart. When I turned around and looked at the people in line, I saw that they all showed impatient expressions, and some were even yelling, "******, I've been waiting in line for so long and you're telling me this?"

Although Lu Chuan's gimmick was good enough and attracted enough customers to come and watch, if it did not bring them any benefit, it would make them feel psychologically unbalanced and leave the queue directly.

After all, people are selfish creatures. Why can't I receive it when he receives it? In this case, why do I have to buy things from your stall?

Many people in the team have already left the team, cursing a few words and planning to leave.

"It seems that this sales method is also flawed. It is very powerful and can attract enough popularity, but if you really want them to spend money to buy potions, I am afraid it will be a bit difficult. After all, it is a luxury worth tens of gold coins for a small bottle. Good product. All of you here are characters who lick blood at the edge of a knife. They work hard all day long and only make a little money..." The vendor secretly thought to himself, and at the same time felt that Lu Chuan's peddling method also had some flaws.

But soon, Lu Chuan's next words made him change his mind.

"Don't worry if you haven't received the free potion. I am also a mercenary. I can understand that the money of everyone here is hard-earned. It is all made with blood and even life. So from now on, the potion in this booth will be. We only sell them for 5 gold coins!" Lu Chuan chuckled.

The sentence sank to the bottom of the water like a bombshell, causing a splash.

The mercenaries who wanted to leave stopped in their tracks and turned to look at Lu Chuan in surprise.

5 gold coins for a bottle of first-level potion?

This is far from the cost price, right?

The cost of the materials alone for a first-level medicine costs about two gold coins, because no matter what the first-level pharmacists do, the success rate of the medicine in their hands is only about 50%.

In other words, a potion costs five gold coins, but the stall owner in front of him, this businessman, only sells five gold coins.

The vendor wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at Lu Chuan strangely, "Hey, buddy...are you serious? Probably not. After all, the cost price is only five gold coins. If you sell it like this, it's Your friends will also have opinions."

"Is it true that five gold coins are enough?" a samurai asked.

"Yes." Lu Chuan nodded seriously.

Then the warrior fumbled for his wallet from his arms and handed over five gold coins, "Then give me a strength-building potion."

Lu Chuan took the gold coin and handed a body strengthening potion to the warrior.

"Pfft!!" The vendor almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he saw this.

There are several stalls selling potions in this black market, but their prices seem to have been negotiated and maintained at more than fifty gold coins.

It is precisely because of the price that is like an agreement that many warriors are helpless. Except for some mercenaries who always hang out in the black market, the rest of them who really need a potion can only bite the bullet and buy it. Came down.

After all, the desert around this deserted town is not as dangerous as the center of the Shurima Desert, but there are still many opportunities. If you want to get something, you must have a heart that dares to take risks and fight. In comparison, this A small contribution can still be accepted with gritted teeth.

But now there is such a stall where the potions are extremely cheap, and they are genuine first-class potions, which makes the samurai and mercenaries almost go crazy.

After a group of people were stunned for a moment, they broke out into a more crowded panic buying situation than before.

"Brother! Please give me a bottle!"

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze! What pervert touched my little brother!"

"I want 20 bottles of strength potion!!"

Looking at the mercenaries with bloodshot faces and bulging veins in front of them, who were fighting for each other and almost getting into a fight, they all raised their money bags, fearing that Lu Chuan would not sell them the things. This phenomenon made the vendors early. The already numb nerves twitched hard again.

"Is this also part of the plan? It seems that my little brother has a long-term vision, which is beyond my reach." He smiled bitterly, and then consciously joined Lu Chuan's team. He no longer planned to show off. The stall was open, there was a sea of ​​people in front of him, Lu Chuan must be too busy, so he planned to help Lu Chuan and act as a manpower.

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Southeast corner of the black market.

A square-faced man with a thick hemp rope wrapped around his forehead, holding a cigarette in his mouth, slammed a bottle of potion to the ground with an angry look, "This kind of rubbish potion is what he relies on to steal our business." ?"

In front of him, there was also a stall with various potions placed on it.

It's just that business that is usually good is in a state of neglect today.

"Boss, please calm down. If he sells a bottle for five gold coins, I'm afraid he won't even be able to get back the original cost, right?" A rough man on the side replied with a loud voice.

"Whether he makes money or not is none of my business. I only know that he robbed my business. This new idiot doesn't even understand the rules, so he dares to rob the old people's business and deliberately disrupts the balance of market prices. Are today's small businessmen so ignorant? It seems that I have to teach them a lesson myself." The square-faced man named Terry twisted his neck, and after making a crackling sound, he led several people with expressions on his face. He walked gloomily towards Lu Chuan's stall.