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After a while, Chen Bujian entered the imperial capital safely along the path.

Going straight to the trading market, following his memory, Chen Bujian came to the store where the Qiyue Chamber of Commerce was located.

It was also the shop that Butler Qiyue brought him to the last time he bought the Deep Sea Iron Essence.

There were a lot of people in the shop at this time. Chen Bujian waited for the lady at the counter to finish her work, then stepped forward and asked: "Hello, excuse me, how much gold does it cost to make a Ziwu at your Qiyue Merchant Guild?

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"This shows how many levels of Ziwu you want to make." The young lady who received Chen Bujian, named Yi Qian, replied.

"I am a level 60 Ziwu." Chen Bujian said.

"Level sixty?" Yiqian looked Chen Bujian up and down with her beautiful eyes, and her eyebrows suddenly frowned.

Only level fifty-three...

"I'm sorry, Junior Brother of the Beggar Clan, do you know how much gold it costs to make a level 60 Ziwu, not counting the gold you have to spend to hire a swordsmith, just to make the rare materials required for a level 60 Ziwu?

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"At least two thousand gold, converted into cash, that's four thousand yuan. Level 60 purple equipment is cheaper than purple weapon, but it still costs more than one thousand seven hundred gold, which is about three thousand five hundred yuan. Are you sure you want to do it?"

Yiqian looked at Chen Bujian very seriously. To be honest, she had some doubts that this man was here to tease her.

You know, the success rate of making purple equipment is ridiculously low, let alone purple weapons. Currently, the people with level 60 purple weapons are all famous bosses on the rankings.

You are a level 53 person. If you want to be a Ziwu, you should be a level 60 Ziwu.

What about teasing?

Chen Bujian grinned: "I'm sure I want to do it, I have all the materials ready."

He understood Yi Qian's behavior very well, but he wouldn't believe it if he were in his shoes.

"Okay..." Yiqian introduced: "The current price for asking our Qiyue Merchant Guild's swordsmith to make a sixty-level purple weapon... is forty gold per time."

Forty gold... Chen Bujian's face felt a little painful. His total net worth was only over a hundred gold, but Ziwu had already done it, so he still couldn't bear to pay the swordsmith's gold?

What if I really make Ziwu?

"Okay, no problem."

"Okay, I'll contact the swordsmith for you right now. Please wait a moment..."

Yiqian said.

Not long after.

"Yi Qian, which boss needs to make a level 60 purple outfit this time?" A Buddhist player walked into the shop with a happy face and said.

Chen Bujian raised his eyebrows, this Buddhist player's name was actually called Young Master Affectionate...

"It's the boss of the Beggar Clan." Yiqian stretched out her hand to indicate.

"oh…"

The young master looked affectionately in the direction, and the original smile on his face immediately faded: "Only level fifty-three, Jian Mochen..."

"Oh..." The young master thought of something affectionately and looked at Chen Bujian with a rather exaggerated expression: "Isn't this a little madman who has become very famous in the world of mortals recently?"

"Do you want to wear purple clothes?" the young master asked with a hint of teasing on his affectionate lips.

Chen Bujian frowned slightly. Before he could speak, the young master was affectionate but already calm:

"No matter what purple dress you want to make, I will tell you my rules. Jin Yiqian must have told you how much it will cost to ask me to make a purple dress."

"As for me, the success rate of making a level 60 purple outfit is only 10%, that is, 10%..."

Chen Bujian frowned. He didn't understand that the swordsmith's success rate in making level 60 purple equipment was at most 30%.

10%, this is already the lowest success rate.

"If you decide to ask me to make it, then pay the deposit and bring the materials to make the purple suit in a month. I will make it for you then." The young master said affectionately and casually.

"One month? Why?" Chen Bujian was puzzled.

"Waiting in line, I don't know this. Do you think there are very few bosses who need to be in purple clothes?" the young master said affectionately.

"queue?"

Yiqian heard the words and glanced at the young master affectionately.

She knows very well that there is currently only one person asking him to make a purple dress, and no matter what happens, it will not be until a month later?

The young master hummed in his heart affectionately. It is true that there is no need to wait until a month later. It should be said that waiting for two or three days is enough, but...

He did purple clothing to expand his network and make friends with the rich and powerful bosses on the rankings.

Instead of wasting it on civilian players like you.

Just wait and see, maybe one day I'm free and I'll make it for you.

"One month..."

Chen Bujian didn't know what the young master was thinking deeply, nor did he notice anything strange in Yi Qian's eyes.

He also knows that it takes a lot of time for swordsmiths to make purple equipment. It takes half a day or a day for a level 60 purple equipment, and at least three days for a level 65 purple equipment.

But this month is too long.

"Is there any other swordsmith?" Chen Bujian frowned slightly and looked at the man in front of him. He didn't want him to do it for him, even if he waited a little longer, so he asked Xiang Yiqian.

"Other swordsmiths..." The young master chuckled affectionately, extremely arrogantly.

"Jian Mochen, who do you think you are? You can decide which swordsmith you want to make it for you. To put it bluntly, I am the only one in the Qiyue Chamber of Commerce who has time to make the purple suit."

"As for you, if you're willing to do it, just pay the deposit. If you're not willing, go find another swordsmith, as long as you can find one." The young master said affectionately, not taking Chen Bujian seriously at all.

"Okay..." Chen Bujian simply said: "I won't do it."

After saying that, Chen Bujian left without looking back. He came here to consume, not to be annoyed!

"Young Master Qingqing, how can you talk like this? No matter what others say, they are still customers of our Qiyue Chamber of Commerce..." Yiqian's face was extremely anxious.

The young master said affectionately but disdainfully: "Customer? Yiqian, don't you have any eyesight? Jian Mochen, look at what he is wearing. He can't even afford fashionable clothes. He is a poor guy. How can such a person do it?"

Can you afford the purple suit?"

Chen Bujian, who had not yet walked out of the shop, paused in his steps, tilted his head slightly, a gleam of anger appeared in his eyes, and then... walked straight out of the chamber of commerce, as if none of this had happened.

"Yi Qian, from now on you should look at people accurately and make sure they are clear. Don't just ask me to come just for anyone! My time is very precious, you know!" The young master became more and more angry as he spoke affectionately.

After saying that, he just waved his sleeves and left without saying hello.

...After leaving the imperial capital, the young master ran affectionately towards the direction of the Qiyue Chamber of Commerce.

When passing through a mountain road in the forest outside the imperial capital, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a dart suddenly appeared and flew out, accurately knocking the young master off his horse.

Young Master affectionately turned over and stood up, immediately prepared for battle, and carefully scanned the surroundings, but saw no attacker coming out. He shouted: "Brother, I am from the neutral force Qiyue Chamber of Commerce, have you mistakenly recognized the person?"

"No mistake."

A man's voice came.

The young master's affectionate nerves suddenly became tense, and he was extremely vigilant. He looked at the grass where the sound came from without blinking, and the man slowly walked out of the grass without any concealment.

Astonishingly…

Chen Bujian.

"Jian Mo Shen?" Young Master Qingqing was obviously stunned for a moment, and asked: "You were the one who threw the darts and knocked me off my horse?!"

"What do you think..." Chen Bujian was unusually cold.

The young master heard the words affectionately and looked around searchingly.

"Don't look, it's just me." Chen Bujian said.