Chapter 19 Zhang Xing Was Treated as a Fat Sheep
Zhang Xing thought about it for a while and then came up with an idea.
At noon, a thin young man in a gray robe and walking on crutches came to a magic potion store in Xicheng.
This young man was Zhang Xing in disguise.
When the shop assistant saw that it was a disabled customer, he was not so enthusiastic.
"Excuse me, sir, is there anything I can help you with?" The tone was neither cold nor warm, just a routine question, and he did not come forward.
"Selling a bottle of high-level magic spirit potion." Zhang Xing changed his voice and sounded a little low.
"Huh?" The shop assistant showed a surprised look in his eyes.
Could this person be a magician?
However, there was no mark on the cuffs, so he must be a magic apprentice.
Can disabled people also practice magic?
The shop assistant put away these questions and walked forward. As long as there was money to make, it was fine. Other things had nothing to do with him.
He took Zhang Xing's bottle of high-level potion, opened the small glass bottle and smelled it, and then dropped a drop on the test agent. After a few seconds, everything was normal.
"Our store's purchase price is 6,000 gold coins." A cunning light flashed in the shop assistant's eyes.
Zhang Xing snatched the potion bottle, turned around and left, saying coldly: "The store next door seems to be buying 8,500!"
"Slow down! Sir, 8,500 is impossible, I can give you 6,500 at most."
The shop assistant saw that this kid was not easy to fool, and hurriedly raised the price.
"8,300, if it doesn't work, I'll go to another store!" Zhang Xing said.
"I can give you 7,000 at most, if it doesn't work, forget it!" The assistant added another 500.
Damn, I've never seen such a black shop assistant, I guess he can get a lot of the extra gold coins.
"8,200!"
"7,500!"
"8,100!"
"7,800!"
Zhang Xing then walked out the door on crutches.
"Okay, 8,000!" The shop assistant gritted his teeth, with some disappointment in his eyes.
"Deal!" Zhang Xing smiled slightly.
Watching Zhang Xing's back as he left, the shop assistant snorted coldly and whispered, "You're almost a magician, but you're still so stingy, you little stingy!"
Zhang Xing walked to a deserted place and slipped into the island.
"Haha, I made 7,000 gold coins!"
Next, he bought eight bottles of high-level spiritual potions and came to another largest pharmacy.
Most of these pharmacy stores are owned by the major families of Saint Laurent Castle. They compete with each other, but they also stick together.
Just now, when Zhang Xing walked out of that store, he was noticed by several families around him. After asking around, they found out that he was selling high-level magic potions.
Seeing him appear again at this time, they all muttered in their hearts, does this cripple have a lot of potions in his hands?
After Zhang Xing sold seven bottles of potions, he felt happy, as if there was a mountain of gold in the space.
As he walked, he felt something unusual behind him, and a hint of coldness rose at the corner of his mouth. Are these people malicious and want to kill for money?
It's a nice thought. Do you really think that I am a cripple and I am a big fat sheep with more than 60,000 gold coins?
Indeed, a magic apprentice with no background, missing legs, and a lot of advanced potions is a fat sheep to be slaughtered in their eyes.
Zhang Xing walked slowly towards the outside of the city on crutches, with a mental force behind him tightly locked on him.
When he came to a forest outside the city, Zhang Xing stopped.
Turned around and looked at the six people who followed behind him.
One senior warrior and two intermediate warriors.
One senior magician and two intermediate magicians.
They all felt that this lineup was a bit of an exaggeration to deal with a disabled person.
But the shopkeeper was cautious by nature. He wanted to make sure to get back the gold coins for the seven bottles of potions.
And there would be more gains.
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