Chapter 410 Bargaining

It is not easy to innovate a decent knife technique.

Fortunately, I have the foundation of Naotachi, so it is not difficult to make some innovations. After a lot of trouble, I finally got some clues. I guessed that it was a little late, so I broke the wall and met the Minotaur boss and his men. A not fierce battle started.

In the end, the tauren boss and his men were all cut off by me, turned into a pile of black smoke, and disappeared without a trace.

Picking up the coins they dropped and a fingernail of unknown purpose, I turned around and left.

Along the way, I met many fellow adventurers. Their behavior after seeing me was almost the same - they all walked around, looked sideways, and pointed.

But I can understand this. Anyone carrying an Odachi shaped like a flagpole would be curious.

After leaving the dungeon, I headed straight to the adventurer base.

When I entered the gate, I saw a foodie girl doing business from a distance. When I passed by, I raised my hand and said hello. The foodie girl showed two small tiger teeth and smiled at me.

When he came to the appraisal service desk, he took out the fingernail-like object and placed it on it.

The staff picked it up very skillfully and placed it on the appraisal table for operation.

After a few minutes, the nails were removed, handed back to me, and presented with an identification list: a copper coin.

Is it just the appraisal fee of one copper coin?

I feel a little disappointed.

Generally speaking, the more expensive the appraisal fee is for a material, the higher its value will be, and a copper coin is often the rarest and most common type.

After paying, pick up the list and read it: a piece of nail from the tauren boss, broken pieces.

I sighed. Although this was the first time I saw the nails of the tauren boss, I had seen a row of similar sales information in the sales window of the adventurer base. It took almost a dozen pieces to exchange for one. It looks like a copper coin. In short, it is very worthless.

I asked the staff: "Do you accept this?"

The staff member denied: "I'm sorry, sir, we don't accept scraps."

Well, it's a waste.

With a disappointed sigh, I threw the armor piece into the trash can aside and turned around to leave.

I turned left when I went out and headed straight for home. I had just walked a hundred or so steps when an old man with a gray beard stood in front of me, blocking the way.

Is this a new porcelain trick?

I was suspicious and took a step back, just in case he suddenly fell on me.

In fact, I was already prepared. As soon as Ya fell down, I would run away immediately. I didn’t believe it. I was young, strong, and could walk as fast as flying. How could he catch me?

However, the reality was far beyond my expectation.

Not only did the old man with the white beard not fall down, but he was also full of energy and high spirits. He stared around with his round eyes for a while, then suddenly waved to me mysteriously and said, "Young man, come here."

Looking at his appearance, I became even more wary. This old man didn't look like a serious old man.

When he saw that I still refused to go over, he lowered his voice and said: "Young man, don't be afraid, come here, the old man won't trick you, I have good things."

Hearing the last sentence, "There are good things," I became even more sure that he was not a serious old man.

I wonder, which serious old man would stop a passerby with a mysterious look on his face and tell him that he has something good.

I had only seen this kind of situation in my previous life, and it was when I was visiting a certain scenic spot. However, he did not tell me that there was something good, but he said to me with the same mysterious look: " Young man, you have a clue."

"Look, you young man." The white-bearded old man moved his wrinkled face and said, "I won't trick you. You have to believe me. Come here quickly and show you something good."

As he said that, he wanted to step forward and pull me, which shocked me. I took a few steps back and said, "No, if you can talk, please don't do it. I can't afford the compensation if you fall." Hey, don’t pull, don’t pull, I’ll go with you, isn’t it okay if I go with you?”

In desperation, I had no choice but to follow the old man with the white beard into an alley corner.

He stopped, and I stopped too, always keeping a distance of two meters from him. This distance was convenient for escape and any convenient movement. God knows whether he was an enemy or a friend, so I had to guard against him.

He put his hand into his arms, and after a few seconds, he slowly stretched it out. In his palm lay a completely black stone.

I took a few glances and suddenly realized that it looked very familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

"this."

"This is a treasure." The white-bearded old man opened his greedy eyes and said, "It fell from a monster in the dungeon, and that monster is a special elite monster. Do you think it is a treasure?"

Monsters drop special elite monsters.

Suddenly, I had a flash of inspiration, and I asked why this thing looked familiar. I had gotten a piece of it before, and it was obtained after defeating the puppet knight in the gap space. I lost it before I could identify it.

I met another one that was completely different from before. To be honest, I was a little moved.

"How do you sell this stone?" I asked in a completely nonchalant manner.

"One hundred." The white-bearded old man thought for a moment and said, "Gold coins."

"Haha" I said with a smile, "You can keep it for yourself, maybe one day it will give you a hundred gold coins."

Then he turned around and left.

Before taking a few steps, he was stopped again.

The old man with a white beard said with a flattering look on his face: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, one hundred coins won't do for ninety-nine, or ninety-eight will do. Hey, hey, don't go, let's talk some more, talk some more , ninety-seven? Ninety-six?"

I walked faster, trying to get rid of this money-minded old man.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the hem of my clothes, and said, "Don't go, don't go. We have something to talk about. How about you make a price and see if I can accept it?"

I made a 'cut' sound and thought to myself: It would have been nice to have done this earlier, but I was wasting so much time.

So he thought about it and said, "One gold coin."

"You might as well kill me," the white-bearded old man said angrily: "A gold coin, you know I almost lost my life to get this thing, you know! It's only worth a gold coin in the end, you're right My insult!"

"Tch, love is for sale or not."

I turned around and left.

"Don't ask, don't ask. If you have something to say, it's easy to discuss. If you have something to say, it's easy to discuss." The old man with the white beard grabbed me again and discussed: "Can you add a little more, add a little more, and I will sell it to you for a little more money."

"One gold coin and one copper coin," I said.

"Holy shit." The white-bearded old man's face turned red, as if he was about to curse, but he finally swallowed it. After a while, he said: "Let's do this, make it more expensive, ten gold coins, ten gold coins, okay?" If I get something like this again, I’ll trade with you directly, okay?”