Chapter 365 Bestseller (35)

After a long conversation with Li Si all night, Lin Yuan sent him off with satisfaction and handed over a thousand activation spells to Li Si.

After Li Si and Ding San left, Qingfeng, who was accompanying them, yawned and said to Lin Yuan: "Elder Lin, I feel something is wrong."

"You think that good and evil cannot coexist, and I cannot cooperate with the demon monks, so you think it is wrong?"

"No, I feel that there is no good person in Mo City. The other party may take these activation spells and leave, and it is very likely that I will not be able to find him in the future."

Lin Yuan laughed: "No, one thousand activation spells are five spirit stones, and 60% of them are the other party's profit. The other party only needs to give me two spirit stones in kind or equivalent labor. This business will bring in at least three spirit stones every day, and he will not give up these."

Qingfeng thought for a while, but raised his head again and asked in surprise: "You gave him 60%? Didn't he only want 20% at the beginning?"

"It's a small amount of money, it doesn't matter. As long as it can open up the situation here, I am willing to do it even if I lose money."

Looking at Lin Yuan, who was calm and indifferent, Qingfeng felt that the other party's pattern was surprisingly large, which was not comparable to himself.

Looking at Lin Yuan with admiration, Qingfeng felt that the disciples of Wanfa Sect were indeed powerful. No wonder the head of the sect always said that it would be great if there was someone from Wanfa Sect, and they could always come up with a solution.

Now it seems that the reputation is well-deserved.

After Li Si and Ding San left Anping Sect, Ding San immediately said excitedly: "Brother Li, you are really powerful. You actually got it. And that Elder Lin is really generous. He is willing to give us 60%."

"Don't be happy too early." Li Si frowned and said, "I claim to be a smart person, but the other party gives me the feeling that he is far better than me. The other party is unlikely to suffer losses when doing things, so we should be more cautious."

"...Is the other party deceiving us?" Ding San was shocked.

"It's not a lie, it's more like some kind of conspiracy. It's a pity that I didn't learn the conspiracy well, otherwise I wouldn't understand it. Forget it, let's sell these things first. Ding San, follow me."

Li Si has his own way of selling goods. At this time, he took Ding San all the way and finally came to a store in the inner city.

There was only an old man in the shop counting accounts. He looked up after hearing the bell at the door, and when he saw the person coming in, he smiled with a pipe in his mouth: "Li Si, it's you."

To be able to open a shop in Mo City, either there is a big boss behind him, or he is a big boss himself.

Because he was not sure which one the other party was, Ding San lowered his head after entering, not looking at anything more, and not asking anything more.

And Li Si walked up and asked the old man: "Are there any new things recently?"

The old man glanced at Li Si, his drooping eyelids trembled, and he said with a fake smile: "You know it yourself, and you still come to ask me."

"Don't you want to listen to your teachings?"

"The old man only has a few dog teeth left, and he can't even take care of his own closed disciples. How can he have the nerve to teach others."

The old man was insulting Li Si openly and secretly, but he still raised his head, stared at Li Si and said: "Anping Sect has made a game called "Son's Little Fighter". The name is weird, and the content is also weird, but many people I am playing. Today, many people asked me if I could get the so-called activation spell. Do you have any idea? "

"Yes, and I got it."

"You kid, you are capable."

The old man gave Li Si a thumbs up, and then teased: "Tell me, what do you want from this old thing?"

"Give me a place in the corner so that I can put up a sign."

"That's fine, 500 spirit seeds a day, you can owe it, but don't exceed ten days."

"Okay."

"The pen is there, write it yourself."

Li Si picked up the pen, wrote the five words "Little Fighter of the Sect", and then hung it at the door of the store.

Then, he sat down in the store, and didn't chat with the old man. They just sat there as if each other didn't exist.

Ding San felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing. Just when he was about to ask Li Si what the relationship was with the old man, he saw a monk passing by the door, but he turned back when he saw the sign.

Looking at Li Si in the shop, the monk hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and asked Li Si: "What does your notice mean?"

"Activate the magic, and you can fight twenty more times a day after using it. Do you want it? Five spirits."

"It's a bit expensive... Is it from a clean source?"

"It must be clean! I robbed it from Anping Sect, and it took a lot of effort."

"... I can still rob it. Well, there are only two little Taoist boys, who can rob and run away, who can catch me."

After talking to himself, the monk looked at Li Si meaningfully, threw a word "fool", and then went straight to Anping Sect.

Watching the other party leave, the old man behind the counter sneered, and then said: "You actually told the source of the goods, you are still not good enough."

"It depends on the result. Believe it or not, he will come to me again later."

"I don't believe it."

"Then how about a gamble? If I win, today's rent will be waived, and if I lose, it will be doubled."

"Okay."

In less than a quarter of an hour, the monk returned to the store with a bruised face, and then arranged five spirits and threw them in front of Li Si, activated the spell and left in a hurry.

Facing the other party's back, Li Si shouted: "A spell can only be used once, and only one can be used per day. Come back tomorrow to buy it if it is useful."

The other party paused for a moment, then immediately fled, not daring to look back.

Li Si smiled and threw the spirit to Ding San behind him, and then said to the old man: "See, I said he would come back."

"Hey, strange."

Although the other party evaded the rent, the old man still said: "Forget it, you are lucky. But one spell sells five spirits, are you sure there will be other fools to buy it?"

"Let's do it first, I think it's okay."

Feeling Li Si's confidence, the old man didn't count the accounts, just stared at the door, and used spirits to help Li Si count.

Every time someone bought a spell, he would throw a spirit into the pot in front of him.

At first, there were only a few sporadic ones, but as the closing time got closer, the frequency of throwing spirits became higher and higher.

When it was closing time, Li Si closed the door and looked back to see that the old man had poured out all the spirits in the pot, looking at the pile of spirits in silence.

The old man was a veteran foundation-building cultivator. With a glance of his mind, he knew that there were 731 spirits here, which meant that Li Si actually sold 731 spells in one day.

Ding San was not good at counting, he only knew that the sales were good, and it was getting better and better.

But when he knew that he had sold 731, he was also shocked. He counted the spirits on the table three times, but it was this number.

The two of them looked at the sign that Li Si had taken in, but they had the same idea in their minds.

This magic is selling too well.