Chapter 68 Spending money can also make you stronger
Chapter 68 68. You can become stronger by spending money
Hanping Mansion, West Market, Qianzhen Pavilion, Gambling Store.
Song Cheng raised his hand and touched the weapons one by one, watching the rise and fall of the data.
After touching around, he picked one.
Wrapped in rust and long in shape, it was hard to tell what kind of weapon it was.
But Song Cheng knew it was a knife.
Because only the sword can increase the upper limit of his strength.
He grabbed it and asked, "Boss, how much does it cost?"
The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man with a decadent temperament. He glanced at it and said, "Three hundred taels a handful, no bargaining."
Ling'er glanced at the rubbish-like rusty iron. She didn't want it as a free gift, so she took advantage of her tea spirit and helped her uncle bargain for the price. She said, "Senior, three hundred taels is too expensive. Can it be cheaper?" "
The shopkeeper said, "Oh? Do you have to pay any other price?"
He looked at Ling'er and said, "The two hundred taels, plus you serving me for five nights."
Linger was choked there, not knowing how to respond.
Song Cheng glanced at the shopkeeper. He was a hidden master of the "form" realm, joking with the little girl? Or is it just this virtue?
He didn't care, he just said: "Give me the money."
Ling'er reluctantly took out her small purse, took out the banknotes, and took out three hundred-denomination bills. She counted them repeatedly before handing them out. Then she looked at the prodigal uncle angrily. Although she didn't dare to speak loudly, she still spoke every word. Said: "Three. Hundred. Two. Ah."
Song Cheng grabbed the embroidery knife and handed his thin knife to Ling'er.
Glancing at the data.
Good guy, when holding the thin knife, the data is "119~238".
Holding the rusty knife, the data is "121~242".
The knife hasn't been sharpened yet, but the value in his hand is already higher than the thin knife in his hand. If it is sharpened, it will go even further.
It feels like there is no need to practice. As long as you renovate Fucheng's equipment, the data will begin to move closer to Fucheng's ceiling combat power.
This knife is worth it.
The two of them wandered around on the first floor for a while.
In addition to elixirs and weapons on the first floor, there are also some herbs and strange-colored monster meat. There are no brands on either of them, so they seem to be easy to sell. Ling'er wanted to ask the shopkeeper what it was, but the shopkeeper didn't pay attention at all. It seemed that he could tell at a glance that the two of them were bumpkins and didn't bother to care. After Ling'er angrily took out the banknote and threw it away, the shopkeeper still ignored him and just said He said, "I'm doing long-term business here. If you want to buy something, just buy whatever you want. If you don't want to buy it, I'll throw it away. There's something special about eating this stuff. I'm too lazy to tell you guys, don't come to me if you eat it to death." Don't care anymore.
After saying this, Ling'er's face turned blue and white.
So, the two decided to go to the second floor.
As a result, if you want to go to the second floor, you still have to pay the entrance fee.
The fee for going upstairs is 40 taels per person and 80 taels for two people.
Ling'er puffed up her cheeks and said angrily: "Uncle, let's not go upstairs."
She felt that this place was very shady, and she spent the money lightly, but she just bought a rusty knife that looked like it was broken.
Song Cheng also felt emotionally that the money was spent outrageously;
But his rationality told him that if he wanted to purchase resources that "beyond his own class", he would only need to spend an additional eighty taels of silver as an entrance fee, which was actually quite fair.
After walking down the first floor of Qianzhen Pavilion, he at least knew that there must be a way to "quickly master" in this world, and it was only a small force like the An family that allowed its warriors to slowly cultivate only by eating meat, such as Ding Kui These outstanding people are already in their mid-twenties, but they still haven't worked up the energy.
In addition, there must be a lot of elixirs in this world. If nothing else, those fancy herbs are probably the raw materials for many strange elixirs.
"Give."
Song Chengdao.
Ling'er took out eighty taels and paid the fee.
Then the two of them climbed up the stairs.
If the first floor of Qianzhen Pavilion gives people a burning sensation filled with the smell of medicine, then the second floor is quite cold.
With the two flights of stairs as the boundary, the temperature is at least ten degrees apart.
The two of them went upstairs, but no one answered them.
Fortunately, all the elixirs sold on this floor are bottled elixirs.
The elixir cannot be seen from the outside, so some brands have made minimalist brief introductions.
Linger read them one by one.
"Little Magic Pill, can break the illusion?"
"Quiet Pill, is it less likely to cause hallucinations?"
"Soul-healing pill, repair damage to the soul?"
"Soul-nourishing pill, to increase the strength of the soul?"
Linger:? ? ?
The more she read, the more frightened she became.
What's this all about? Why do you feel like you've suddenly entered a completely unfamiliar world?
Soul? Hallucination?
Is there such a thing in the world she lives in?
When she glanced into the distance again, she saw that everyone was hidden in the darkness, like monsters in the mist, which made her feel scared.
In Song Cheng's eyes, these clerks are also more interesting.
The values downstairs are in the strength realm, and even the form realm, while the ones on the first floor here are almost all in the power realm, or even below the power realm.
According to normal logic, the ones on the second floor must be more powerful, but in this Qianzhen Pavilion, it's the other way around.
He scanned it carefully again, and suddenly came to a man with a "favorability score of 70" and said, "Excuse me, how effective is the Soul Nourishing Pill?"
The man was thin and languid. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and said, "Have you never raised one before?"
Song Cheng said honestly: "No."
The man said: "The first time I used it, the effect was very good, but a warrior like you can't actually use it, and it would be a waste if you use it.
You are not weak in strength, and the flesh and blood in your body is like Yang Fire. How can you hide a ghost as cold as ice? "
After that, he said no more and continued to lean back and close his eyes.
Obviously, "70 favorability" can only say so much. If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would just ignore it.
Song Cheng learned from Ling'er the price of the "Soul-nourishing Pill" - 800 taels per bottle.
It felt a bit ridiculously expensive.
"Ling'er, buy one bottle." Song Cheng said, because he really had never nurtured his soul.
Ling'er carefully counted out eight silver bills and began to count them carefully.
Song Cheng asked again: "Are there any other pills that can enhance the strength of the soul?"
The thin man smiled and said: "You are also interesting. Could it be that you really use it?"
But after saying that, he shook his head again, as if to deny his own words, and then said: "If you are willing to waste money, I am happy to do so too."
After that, the man took out a jade porcelain bottle from the small box under the counter. As soon as the porcelain bottle was taken out, the surrounding air became colder, and a trace of cold air floated out, giving Song Cheng a sense of déjà vu as if it had just been taken out of the "freezer".
"Soul-strengthening pills, eight thousand taels a bottle, want it?"
Ling'er:.
Song Cheng said: "How many pills are there in a bottle?"
The thin man said : "10 pills, don't think about buying them separately. 10 pills for one reincarnation, one pill a day, take it in the open air at midnight. It's better if there is moonlight to attract you. More or less is not good.
Soul-type pills, this kind of soul-nourishing pills are used once, and the effect is worse each time.
For ordinary people and those who are just starting to practice soul magic, the Soul-Strengthening Pill is the best for the first time.
However, you have to be able to hold on, otherwise it is safer to buy the Soul-Nourishing Pill.
But the first improvement is the biggest. Even if you take it again later, the effect may not be as good as the first time."
Song Cheng said: "Can I smell it?"
The thin man said: "Ten taels for one sniff."
Ling'er:.
The little tea girl's heart was broken, and her concept of price was also broken.
Ten taels for one sniff? What a joke!
"Ling'er, give me the money."
Ling'er heard the son-in-law's order, took out the silver from her purse and handed it over.
The thin man grabbed the bottle and waved his hand, and Song Cheng came over.
The man pulled out the stopper, waved his hand, and quickly put the stopper back in.
A touch of icy breath rushed towards Song Cheng, drilling into his nose, penetrating his body, entering his soul, going up to his brain, and reaching his purple palace, and a feeling of extreme comfort came over him.
Before he smelled this smell, Song Cheng felt that everything was normal.
But after smelling this smell, his soul seemed to suddenly feel hungry, wanting to eat and grow up.
Song Cheng understood that this thing was very useful to him.
"I want it, but I don't have enough money."
The thin man showed a look of surprise, then calmed down and said, "Okay, which family are you from? I'll let someone go with you to get it."
Song Cheng didn't hide it. After all, if anyone in this city has some power, it's still easy to find out who he is. After all, the blind man with a shield and a knife is probably the only one.
"Ruyi Chamber of Commerce, Song Cheng." Song Cheng said directly.
The thin man nodded, and his favorability increased from 70 to 80. He replied: "Qianzhen Pavilion, Huanwen."
After that, he added: "Don't worry, the prices are all reasonable, and you won't be charged randomly."
Soon, Song Cheng asked Ling'er to pay 4,000 taels, and then took the bottle of "Zhuanghun Pills". After that, he took the clerk of Mingqianzhen Pavilion to the An family and urgently allocated 4,000 taels of silver from the warehouse.
Ling'er was completely numb.
The son-in-law spent tens of thousands of taels of silver on this deal today, okay?
Ahhhhhh!
However, when An Chenyu met Song Cheng, she only asked: "Do you want to buy two more bottles?"
Song Cheng shook his head, "Try it first."
An Chenyu said: "What's mine is yours."
After that, she smiled brightly.
Song Cheng smiled and said, "I am yours."
An Chenyu's heartbeat quickened a few beats, and then he turned around and left in a hurry without knowing how to respond. If it was Tong Niangzi, she would have said "Pooh", but Miss An's inner world had obviously not been attacked by "earthy love words", which really caught her off guard.
After Miss An left, Song Cheng was the only one left in the inner courtyard.
He took out the soul-strengthening pill and looked up at the sky.
The white gossamer was falling from the huge incandescent light ball in the sky.
He was not waiting for this.
He was waiting for the inky light ball at midnight.
Moon.
Or it can be called-Taiyin.