Chapter 790 Intrigue and Deception

The business dispute that Feng Jun encountered was a matter of public opinion and mother-in-law's opinion.

But to be fair, Feng Jun was in the wrong. After all, what he wanted to buy was Jiuhua Qiongzhi, not Jiuhua Qiongzhi's flowerpots.

It's like buying clothes in the earth world. Under the light, the clothes look beautiful, but when you buy them back, you can't wear them.

You can’t blame the clothing store for not selling you the lights… you bought the clothes!

In the same way, Feng Jun bought Jiuhua Qiongzhi. He didn't say he wanted to buy a flower pot. It was understandable that the stall owner would change the flower pot. In fact, he had to recognize the people who poured out the spiritual plants and soil and put them in a plastic bag. .

In this case, the stall owner must have been scheming, waiting for others to pick up the leak, and then taking the opportunity to sell the spiritual plant at a high price.

Others may say that he is cunning, but he makes reasonable use of the rules. After all, the market does not recognize the behavior of "picking up leaks."

You can also say that he is shameless, but...who asked you to think about picking up the leaks in the first place? Who told you not to say that you want to buy a flower pot?

If you don't want to take advantage, you won't be taken advantage of. This is the so-called "blame on yourself."

The pudgy stall owner's behavior was a bit rogue, but he severely fought back against the "inappropriate behavior" of some customers.

The key is that the mistakes he made were just some "inappropriate psychological hints". Unlike Feng Jun, he was just nakedly trying to take advantage. It goes without saying how the managers of Fangshi would see this problem - who Have you ever seen an elbow turned outward?

Huangfu Wuxia coughed lightly. It was more appropriate for her to take action at this time - Tiantong was very influential in major cities.

Feng Jun didn't look at her at all, but said calmly, "Tell me, how much does this flowerpot cost? I'll buy it too."

"This flowerpot is a magic weapon," the stall owner looked at him as if he were an idiot. "I cultivate these spiritual plants all because of this flowerpot... How can I sell it?"

"Where are the things that are not for sale?" Feng Jun smiled proudly, but there was already a faint anger burning in his eyes, "As I said, this flower pot... you give me a price!"

"This flowerpot... 50,000 spirit stones, no two prices," the short and fat stall owner smiled and looked at him jokingly, "Do you have that many spirit stones?"

Feng Jun glanced at Huangfu Wuxia, and the look in his eyes meant that he wanted to borrow money from her.

But no one else knew that this was the secret code they had agreed upon.

"Ahem," Huangfu Wuxia coughed lightly, thinking that it was finally my turn to appear, "My friend, let me ask an unrelated question first... It's very hard to cultivate at the ninth level of Qi refining and pretend to be at the second level of dust. Bar?"

The short and fat stall owner was stunned for a moment, then looked at her, twitched the corner of his mouth, and swallowed, "I...I was originally on the second level of the world. If I accidentally fall, I will recover soon."

"Oh," Huangfu Wuxia nodded, looked at the flower pot again, a strange light flashed in his eyes, "You said this is a magic weapon?"

The pudgy stall owner hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "It is indeed a magic weapon. I rely on it to cultivate spiritual plants."

"There is no truth in his mouth," Huangfu Wuxia said coldly, "Now, I will return a thousand spirit stones, and I will pretend that this is not the case."

The short and fat stall owner was confused. He knew very well that the flowerpot was not a magical weapon, but he just paid a friend to "renovate" it.

In fact, he got those spiritual plants by all means, planted them in flower pots, and sold the spiritual plants at high prices.

But his fundamental purpose was to sell flower pots at high prices, but he kept selling spiritual plants at high prices, and his life was very nourishing... The water flows slowly.

There are many people who have been deceived by him, but what should I say? Picking up leaks is not a serious business, and everyone thinks of it as "willing to accept defeat."

If you have a good eye, you will miss something; if you have a poor eye, you deserve to be punched.

There are actually quite a few children from big families who join this industry, but most of them don’t have the shame to get it back after suffering a loss - they can’t afford to lose this person.

There are also some shameless ones who want to get them back, but... are the cultivators at the Dangfang City Management Office really just decorations?

The cultivators in the management office are all publicly elected by various major forces. Some individuals may have selfish motives, but they have the unshirkable responsibility to maintain order in the city.

The stall owner was struggling when Feng Jun spoke up, "The flowerpot is a magic weapon, fifty thousand, right? I'll give it!"

"Don't be ridiculous," Huangfu Wuxia said loudly, "Remember, you are in the season of falling flowers, not indiscriminately flowering spiritual stones!"

"He said it was a magic weapon," Feng Jun glared at her dissatisfied, "I just like this flower pot."

"Fake," Huangfu smiled disdainfully, and then looked at the short and fat stall owner, "Here, tell me, is this a magic weapon? If you dare to say again, this is a magic weapon, I will ask the management office now Come!"

Sweat was pouring down from the head of the short and fat stall owner. He was not afraid of being "picked up", but if people targeted him for "counterfeiting magic weapons", he would not be able to pass the management office.

The cultivator in the management office will turn his elbows in, but first of all, he cannot make a mistake obviously. Making and selling fakes is obviously against the order of the market. No matter how partial a person is, he cannot be said to have done the right thing.

Especially since the other party is not a cultivator with no background. He is a business giant as big as Tiantong Merchant Alliance and has good cooperative relations with various cities. Before, he could not be afraid from a rational standpoint, but now it is different.

In fact, with Tiantong's good cooperative relationship with the market here, he even suspected that he might be punished strictly, that is, seeking one and chasing five - making and selling fakes, and you would be fined five for every fake!

Even if it is a little lighter, it may still be a conspiracy to chase three.

What he seeks is 50,000 spiritual stones, and he must be punished with at least 150,000 spiritual stones!

So he could only settle for the next best thing, "Okay, I'll refund you a thousand spirit stones. That's alright, right?"

Feng Jun squinted his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Don't even think about it, I'm going to order this flower pot."

"Please, you and I haven't made a deal on the flower pot yet," the pudgy stall owner shouted, "Sorry, I won't sell this flower pot!"

At this moment, Huangfu Wuxia spoke up, "Fellow Daoist Feng, this flowerpot is a fake magic weapon. I have an eye for treasures. Many people in the market know...it is nothing more than specious meteorite iron and gold." It’s made with fine ingredients and mixed with some Tianchen sand.”

The pudgy stall owner didn't want to admit it at first, but when he saw Feng Jun insisting on buying it, he could only bite the bullet and answer, "Well... I don't know much about it. Since this Taoist friend has an eye for treasures, or what she said is real."

"Or is it true?" The crowd sneered, "You don't even know the famous eldest daughter of the Huangfu family, how blind are you? If she didn't have the eye for treasures, would she be able to take charge of Tiantong?"

The face of the short and fat stall owner became increasingly ugly.

Huangfu Wuxia persuaded Feng Jun again, "Fellow Daoist Feng, this so-called magical weapon is really not worth many spiritual stones. Just take back a thousand spiritual stones."

This time, even the pudgy stall owner couldn't help but feel grateful to her, saying that this female nun from the Huangfu family was really kind.

But Feng Jun shook his head. He was stubborn and said, "I like this flowerpot very much. I must buy it."

The stall owner quit. He felt that Feng Jun was trying to frame him. He was probably planning to chase three or even five.

He said with a dark face, "Fellow Taoist, buying and selling cannot be done with righteousness. Your friends in Tiantong have made it very clear. Are you still insisting on buying it? Are you deliberately trying to punish me?"

"Shut up!" Huangfu Wuxia's face sank, and he spoke coldly, "Fellow Daoist Feng is a distinguished guest of mine. I can give him advice, but you... are not qualified to be punished by him!"

Then she turned to look at Feng Jun and suggested again, "This flowerpot is not interesting at all. Why did you buy it?"

"I just like it," Feng Jun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I like it, there is no reason to explain it, and... I don't want others to be fooled again."

Huangfu Wuxia turned his head and looked at the stall owner again, "Did you understand what he said?"

It turns out to be Hate House and Crow! The stall owner understood a little bit. After knowing that Feng Jun was a distinguished customer of Tiantong, he became even more flustered. "I said I can refund the money. If the guest is not satisfied, I won't take out the flower pots anymore. That's okay." Bar?"

"No," Feng Jun shook his head and spoke very simply, "I said, I want to order this flower pot... You said, this flower pot is used to promote the birth of spiritual plants."

Is this going to enforce my selling of fake goods? The short and fat stall owner became angry and simply slapped his neck, "This is a fake. I was just joking with you. Now I won't sell it, can't I?"

He simply flipped the table: Okay, I can't afford to offend you. Isn't it okay if I admit that this is a fake? Anyway, the flowerpot transaction hasn't started yet, so it won't be easy for you to prove my crime.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huangfu Wuxia suddenly shouted, "Shut up! Fellow Daoist Feng... is this something you can offend?"

When the short and fat stall owner heard this, he felt really aggrieved, "I won't show up here anymore, okay? The transaction has obviously not started! Even if it is a fake, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net he can't think of punishing me for fifteen All Souls Stone."

The onlookers nearby heard "150,000 spiritual stones" and couldn't help but take two steps back. This amount was really shocking.

Feng Jun spoke loudly, "Who wants you for 150,000 spirit stones? I just want that flower pot!"

"Okay, let's give the management office some face," Huangfu Wuxia comforted him, and then looked at the stall owner, "That's all right, as I said just now, he will buy your Qiongzhi and flower pots for a thousand spirit stones."

"How is this possible?" the stall owner shouted loudly, "I spent more than two thousand souls just to buy this flower pot... I thought it was a magic weapon."

Yes, he also got it when he was picking up a leak. When he first saw this flowerpot, he thought it was simple and heavy, a bit like a magic weapon. The other party also said it was a broken magic weapon.

After he bought it back, he wanted to repair it, but was told that it was a fake and a complete mess, with too many obvious errors and omissions.

He felt sorry for the spiritual stones he had invested in, but he knew it would be difficult to sell them, so he simply asked someone to make the flowerpots more realistic, make them old-fashioned, and come to the market to swindle money.

However, he learned from the experience that he did not simply rely on counterfeit goods to make money, but instead came up with a game-within-a-game routine—sell the spiritual plant at a high price if nothing happened, and if he encountered someone who was being taken advantage of, he would also sell the fake magic weapon. ...

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