Urban magic doctor

A wild grass fetched a high price of one hundred taels. This was simply a miracle.

The boss smiled from ear to ear, cupped his hands to Xuan Yongtang, and said, "Master, will you continue to increase the price?"

"Hahaha……"

Xuan Yongtang laughed sarcastically, glanced at Chen Yang, and said: "Anyone who is willing to pay a hundred taels for a weed must be mentally ill. Do you think I am really interested in this weed?" ? I just raised the price deliberately to tease the masked man, so how could I really spend money to buy such a waste product? As expected, waste and waste products are a perfect match. "

Hearing this, everyone laughed.

"It turns out that Xuan Yongtang was playing tricks on him, hahaha..."

"He must be stupid now. He bought a weed for one hundred taels of silver."

"It's a waste of money. One hundred taels, you can buy so many things."

Everyone was talking about it, and they all looked at Chen Yang as if they were looking at an idiot.

"How much money I want to spend on things is none of your business."

Chen Yang looked filled with indignation and glared at everyone, which aroused everyone's contempt and ridicule.

He took out a hundred taels of silver, stuffed it into the boss's arms, grabbed the cat's kite on the table, and was about to turn around, with a look of reluctance on his face. He grabbed Najie with his other hand, and said to the boss confidently: "I bought a weed for a hundred taels, and this broken ring was given to me as a gift."

The boss, who was counting the money, did not hesitate at all this time and said with a smile: "Give it away, give it away as you like, just take it."

For one hundred taels of silver, the boss felt that he had already made a lot of money, so what does it matter if he gave him a broken ring?

The moment Chen Yang picked up the ring, his heart that had been hanging around was immediately relieved. A flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and then he calmed down again.

After such a scene, I finally got this thing.

It was not suitable to stay here for a long time. He immediately turned around, winked at He Wei, and said, "Let's go!"

"Oh, one hundred taels of silver only bought these two things. I say Yang Chen, you are a waste of money."

He Wei sighed and followed Chen Yang.

Everyone moved out of the way and looked at Chen Yang's back mockingly.

"Strange, is that weed a good thing? Why did his eyes seem to be filled with joy just now? Is it my imagination?"

Xuan Yongtang shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He looked at Chen Yang's back and said disdainfully: "Idiot, only a fool like you can do this for a hundred taels of weeds."

The crowd laughed and dispersed.

But at this moment, a figure hurriedly rushed into the crowd and arrived in front of the stall.

"Eh?! Boss, where is the spiritual grass that was placed here just now?"

He exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention again.

I saw this person, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a dark complexion and short stature. His realm had reached the middle stage of consecration. He was wearing a gray robe and exuded a strong smell of herbs.

"Ah! Isn't this the alchemist of Tianchi Sect, Wang Jin?"

"What, he is Wang Jin, the proud disciple of Luo Tu, the number one alchemist in Tianchi!"

"This man's alchemy skills are very profound and he ranks at the top of the Tianchi Sect. It is said that after he advances to alchemy, if he can condense the alchemy fire, he will definitely replace Luo Tu and become the number one alchemist."

"Although he is in the middle stage of consecration, he is only thirty-eight years old, and there is still great hope to advance to the stage of forming pills. As for condensing pill fire, that's hard to say."

"It's strange, this stall sells cheap goods. What does he, the alchemist, want to find?"

Everyone looked around and immediately discovered the identity of the speaker. They were all puzzled.

The boss, who had just counted one hundred taels of silver, looked up at Wang Jin, but he did not recognize the person in front of him and asked, "Sir, what kind of spiritual herb do you want?"

Wang Jin frowned and said in a deep voice: "What spiritual grass? Huh! Just half an hour ago, I was in front of your stall and took a fancy to a spiritual grass that was priced at four taels of silver. I didn't have it with me at the time. Lingshi, I asked you to leave it to me while I went to get the silver, have you forgotten?"

The boss slapped his forehead and suddenly realized: "Oh, I remembered, you are talking about that wild... spiritual grass. Sorry, someone just took a fancy to that spiritual grass, and he paid a hundred taels of silver. I’ve sold it to him.”

After hearing this, everyone immediately understood.

The spiritual grass that Wang Jin was interested in was the one Chen Yang bought.

"What, you sold it!"

Wang Jin was furious, grabbed the boss by the collar, and said angrily: "I told you to leave it to me, but you actually sold it, you are simply looking for death!"

At the trading venue, the boss was not afraid of Wang Jin and retorted: "You asked me to leave it to you, but I didn't agree. And you didn't pay the deposit, so why should I leave it to you? What's more, someone else paid a hundred taels of silver. The price is high, so there’s no reason why I shouldn’t sell it.”

"A high price of one hundred taels of silver! You idiot, is a hundred taels also called a high price!?"

Wang Jin's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said: "That cat's kite is extremely precious, even if it is sold for a thousand taels of silver, it is not an exaggeration. You idiot, you actually sold it for a hundred taels of silver, and you are so proud of it!"

"What, one thousand taels!"

Hearing this, everyone exclaimed and couldn't believe their ears.

Wang Jin rolled his eyes at the people around him and said coldly: "Why are you surprised? That cat's kite grass is worth at least one thousand taels of silver."

Now, everyone heard Wang Jin's words clearly.

In other words, the spiritual grass that Chen Yang bought for a hundred taels was actually worth at least a thousand taels.

Wang Jin is an alchemist and he will never admit his mistakes.

"That kid wasn't just ripped off, he just got a big deal!"

"Damn it, we were mocking him just now. They might have already seen the value of that spiritual grass."

"If I had known that the spiritual grass was worth a lot, I would have definitely bought it and then resold it."

"But Xuan Yongtang was stupid and thought he was fooling others by raising the price. In fact, he missed a precious spiritual grass."

Everyone was talking, and Xuan Yongtang's expression became increasingly ugly.

He thought he had gained the limelight and humiliated Chen Yang, but now that the truth was revealed, he had become a clown.

He thought of the gleam that flashed in Chen Yang's eyes just now, and said in deep thought: "You bastard, no wonder you are secretly happy, it turns out you got a big deal. You made me look bad again, I will definitely kill you!"

"It's such a pity that the cat's iris was bought by someone else! Alas!"

After Wang Jin lost his temper, he sighed and with a regretful expression on his face, he turned around and walked out of the crowd without stopping.

Xuan Yongtang rolled his eyes, followed Wang Jin, and shouted: "Senior Wang."

Although Xuan Yongtang and Wang Jin are in the same realm, alchemists are very rare and their status is very noble, so Xuan Yongtang respectfully calls him Senior Wang.

Wang Jin stopped and looked back at Xuan Yongtang, but he didn't recognize him and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Xuan Yongtang said: "Senior Wang, I am Xuan Yongtang of the Taoyuan Xuan family. I have something to discuss with you..."