Chapter 237 Chapter 237

"This piece is a fourth-grade spiritual tool, worth 428,000 gold coins. Bayi Middle School?? Wenwang w≤w≠w≥.≈81zw.com" the shopkeeper said aside, after looking at the two , asked: "I don't know what kind of spiritual tool the son wants to find? The old man can help the son to introduce it."

Hearing the price, Feng Jiu immediately retracted her gaze, looked at the shopkeeper, and said, "I want to buy some gold and steel, do you have any here?"

"Yes, sir, please wait a moment." The shopkeeper called a person and explained, and after a while, the person brought a large piece of diamond iron.

"Master, do you think this is enough? If it is not enough, there will be more."

"How do you sell this?" She looked at the diamond iron, and it looked no different from ordinary iron.

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Hehe, this is not a valuable thing. Only ten gold coins are enough for this large piece."

Hearing this, Feng Jiu came to the side, lowered her voice and asked, "Uncle, is something right?"

Ling Mohan glanced at her and asked, "Are you going to buy this and go back to learn to refine?"

"Yeah! I originally wanted to buy a pill stove, but it was too expensive, so I couldn't afford it, so I thought about learning it myself and seeing if I could make a pill stove myself and use it, how about it? My idea is good, right? "

Seeing her triumphant appearance, he shook his head secretly, came to the counter, pointed to a pill furnace inside, and said to the shopkeeper, "Bring this to her."

"Hehe, good." The shopkeeper responded with a smile, and was about to take out the pill stove when he heard the voice of the young man in red.

"No, I don't believe I can't make one if I buy it back and learn to refine it."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Hehe, refining a weapon is not as easy as talking about it. If you want to refine a fourth-grade pill furnace, you can't refine it without more than ten years of experience."

Feng Jiuyi choked, and glanced at the words under the pill furnace: Grade 1 Spirit Artifact, price, 2.8 million gold coins.

"Uncle, this is so expensive, I can't afford it."

Deep eyes passed over her and said, "This Baibaolou can be bartered."

"I don't have anything valuable to trade with barter, but, uncle, let's discuss it."

She leaned closer to him, lowered her voice, and said with a smile: "We are so familiar, can you lend me some?"

Looking at the flattering face in front of him, his heart skipped a beat, he looked away with a slightly chaotic breath, and suppressed the urge to hold her in his arms. Appears dumb.

"Lend it from me, but at interest."

Seeing his expression at that moment, Feng Jiu's eyes flashed slightly, and she said with a smile, "Interest is interest."

So, after Feng Jiu finally bought a lot of things with the amethyst card he gave to earn space, the smile on the corner of her lips couldn't stop rising.

"Uncle, let's go!" She said with a smile on her face, but the next moment, her face changed slightly: "Hi!"

Seeing her face slightly ugly covering her stomach, he frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"stomachache!"

She frowned with an ugly face, and looked at the shopkeeper: "Manager, do you have a thatched hut?"

The shopkeeper was also stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, at the back."

She looked at Ling Mohan and said with a wrinkled face: "Uncle, I guess I had a bad stomach just now. I'll go to a thatched hut. Can you wait for me here?"

"Go!" Ling Mohan said, and saw her trotting back.

Until, after waiting for nearly a stick of incense, he didn't see her coming back, and he realized what it was, and suddenly swept back...