Song Chen quickly said:
"Boss, you keep your word. Fraudulent transactions are not allowed in Zhuoyangchuan!"
Zhao Ziyi stared intently at the boss and asked seriously:
"Boss, how many ready-made garments do you have in your shop?"
The boss sneered, "Who raised these two idiots?"
As a sacred place for cultivators, Zhuoyangchuan is frequented by countless high-level cultivators every day.
A robe costing twenty gold coins might be very expensive for a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
However, for high-level cultivators, the price is only considered average.
His Yipin Pavilion has been rooted in Zhuoyangchuan for hundreds of years and has a huge inventory.
Even ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators wouldn't dare say they'd buy them all.
The boss glanced at Zhao Ziyi sideways and said disdainfully:
"You two are being far too arrogant!"
In my shop, there are 2,170 pieces of Grade 2 Golden Silk Garments.
There are 468 pieces of the three-grade gold-embroidered silk garments.
If you buy them all, I'll give you an additional 30% off, and then round it down to zero!
Zhao Ziyi quickly calculated the price in his mind.
A 2170x20, second-grade golden silk garment requires 43,400 gold.
A 468x50, Grade 3 Gold Silk Garment requires 23,400 gold.
Zhao Ziyi spoke up:
"Boss, the price of the clothes is over 60,000 gold in total. With a 30% discount and rounding down, it's 20,000 gold in total, right?"
The boss nodded arrogantly, "Yes, it's 20,000 gold! Do you have that kind of money?"
Even for a Nascent Soul cultivator, it would be difficult to come up with 20,000 gold coins at once.
The pills that cultivators consume on a daily basis, as well as the talismans, magical artifacts, and formations they use, are all very expensive.
Most cultivators, even if they have money, use it to buy cultivation materials.
They simply couldn't bear to spend money on clothes for decoration.
Although this robe is good, it is ultimately not a magic weapon and does not enhance one's strength.
Zhao Ziyi touched his nose, smiled maliciously, and said:
"Twenty thousand gold coins? No big deal."
With a wave of his hand, a brand new storage bag appeared in his hand.
"Here is exactly 20,000 gold coins. Boss, would you like to check it?"
Zhao Ziyi waved his hand, and the storage bag flew towards the boss.
The boss looked somewhat surprised and uncertain. Could it be that these two Foundation Establishment kids were really rich?
He glanced down at the storage bag and probed it with his divine sense.
The glittering gold almost blinded him.
"this……"
The boss was stunned. There really was 20,000 gold in the storage bag!
The boss's face turned pale and then red.
Qing felt that she had sold it at a 30% discount, which meant she had lost money, losing a full 40,000 gold!
He wanted to beat himself to death for being so sarcastic and mocking others!
Why did he so easily offer a 30% discount?
Hong was able to clear out all the goods he had kept hidden away for hundreds of years. Although he didn't make much money, he finally got his principal back.
The initial capital of 20,000 was like a mountain that had been weighing him down for hundreds of years!
Finally, after much deliberation, the boss gritted his teeth and stamped his foot.
"Sell! I'll sell them all to you!"
After figuring it out, the boss turned around and went to pack up the goods.
Zhao Ziyi strolled leisurely over to Lü Yao's side and asked with a grin:
Which piece of clothing caught your eye?
Lu Yao was still in shock and hadn't come to her senses when she subconsciously pointed to the green one next to her.
Zhao Ziyi snatched the green robe.
He said bluntly:
"Give it to me! It's all mine!"
Song Chen, watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh.
Lu Yao's face flushed red with anger. He hadn't expected that these two cultivators would actually have so much money.
He couldn't help but sneer:
"You two idiots! Who would spend 20,000 gold coins on clothes? You could wear them until you die and still not finish them! Judging from your low cultivation levels, you are indeed incredibly foolish!"
Zhao Ziyi shrugged. "Who told me I have money? I can spend it however I want!"
"You! You!"
Lu Yao was furious. The person he called a lowly commoner was actually richer than him!
"Oh, right!" Zhao Ziyi put his arm around Song Chen's arm and looked at Lü Yao provocatively.
"He gave me all this money!"
So many men are pursuing you, but none of them will spend this much money on you, right?
Lu Yao almost choked on his breath. He turned his head and looked at the man behind him.
These men all shrank back, as quiet as quails.
Twenty thousand gold coins was a sum that even Lü Yao, a prince of the Lü Dynasty, couldn't afford, let alone them.
Song Chen smiled and patted Zhao Ziyi's head, saying, not wanting to miss out on making things worse:
"I earn money so that you can spend it. The more you spend, the more motivated I am to earn money."
Lu Yao bit her lip, her face flushed, and angrily slammed her hand on the table before storming out.
He lost all face in this place and couldn't bear to stay any longer!
A guy who's uglier than him is actually richer! He even has better taste in men!
He had five suitors, but when faced with a problem, he didn't dare utter a sound!
Seeing Lü Yao and his lackeys slink away in defeat.
Zhao Ziyi smiled and waved his hand:
"Goodbye and don't come back!"
With the annoying person gone from the shop, he felt the air was much fresher.
Zhao Ziyi looked down at the clothes beside him.
The clothes made of the finest gold-flecked silk felt really nice to the touch.
"Song Chen, what level of array can be drawn with these grade three materials?"
"Hmm, it can probably accommodate a fourth-grade array at most, but if used for refining artifacts, it can be used to refine fifth-grade magic artifacts."
Zhao Ziyi was somewhat surprised, "Weapon forging? Can clothes be used for weapon forging?"
"Of course, clothes, shoes, belts, jade pendants, all kinds of ornaments can be used to refine weapons."
"I see, I thought it could only be used to forge weapons!"
Zhao Ziyi thought of his magical flying sword and looked at Song Chen expectantly.
"Song Chen, can you forge a spirit-treasure-grade magic robe?"
Song Chen stroked his chin thoughtfully:
"It should be possible, right? When I forged the spirit-grade flying sword for you, it used about 100,000 gold worth of materials."
"For the same price, you should be able to forge another spirit-grade item."
Other cultivators, when refining artifacts, first consider the success rate.
The success rate of weapon crafting is extremely low.
A weapon refiner can typically succeed in refining a weapon once out of ten attempts; that's the average skill level for a weapon refiner.
However, Song Chen only failed once or twice out of a hundred attempts at forging weapons.
He only needs to consider the material costs.
Song Chen pondered for a moment and said:
"Once I've studied some more and found some rare materials that are suitable for incorporating into the robe, I'll make you a spirit treasure-level robe."
All magical treasures in the world are divided into ten grades, and the choice of materials is the most important factor in breaking through to the tenth grade.
The materials must be integrated and mutually reinforcing.
Fortunately, Song Chen is an eight-eight-root cultivator, so he can use all the materials.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyi happily hugged Song Chen and jumped around for a while.
After one incense stick has burned.
The boss came out from the inner room.
Zhao Ziyi took the storage bag, counted the items, and got all the robes.
As Song Chen and his companion were about to leave with the storage bag...
The shop owner suddenly called out to them.
The boss's smile seemed a little awkward.
He handed over a jade box.
"My two young friends, I was rude and looked down on you when we first met. This is my apology, and I hope you will accept it."
Zhao Ziyi was somewhat surprised. Could this boss be trying to harm them?
Is the box a tracker? Or is it poison that kills instantly upon opening?
"Boss, what's going on?"
The boss opened the box in front of the two of them.
Inside were two plump, white worms, each as thick as a finger.
The boss explained:
"All my possessions have been turned into goods and have been stockpiled in warehouses for hundreds of years."
To sell goods every day, I can only mind the shop, and my cultivation has not progressed at all over the past few hundred years.
With my time running out, I have no money to buy elixirs to advance my cultivation.
Thank you both for helping me clear out the goods.
These are silkworm eggs laid by my contracted spirit pet; I'm giving them to you two as a gift.
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