Chapter 391

Fake and shoddy products?

Shen slightly scratched his head: "and what's the meaning of being complained again? Does baoqingfang often sell such unqualified products?"

He opened the door.

"Ouch!"

A petite girl didn't lean against the door and accidentally bumped into Shen Lue.

So soft and furry

Shen lowered his head slightly.

The girl's face was fair, her bright eyes were very smart, but the eyebrows that flew up from her eyebrows added a bit of a charming look.

It's her ears.

Shen Lue quickly recognized that the girl in front of him was a little fox demon.

The game system automatically pops up NPC character information next to her.

[role information]

[name] Yu arc

Demon race

【 grade 】 lv.50

[introduction] the white haired double-sided Nine Tailed Fox, who has practiced for thousands of years, is a subordinate of the owner of Baoqing workshop. Usually, it handles most affairs and is always mistaken for the landlady.

"Workshop master!"

Yu arc hurried back and stamped his feet angrily:

"Every time you get a bad batch of products, you don't come out in the small black room. It's called closed practice. In fact, you let me deal with the mess alone!

"Ah ah ~"

She clenched her fists and tried to hammer her chest angrily.

"Stop!"

Shen slightly raised his hand, held Yu arc's head and pushed her away: "wait, let me know what's going on."

He opens his information panel:

[role information]

[name] owner of Baoqing workshop

[race] unknown

Grade unknown

【 introduction 】 the mysterious forging treasure man of unknown origin produces extremely unstable magic weapons. Most of them are inferior products. The operation of baoqingfang depends on deception.

"Ah, this..."

What kind of simulated immortal is this? It's obviously a unscrupulous businessman with a black heart, okay?

Now it's a customer who buys inferior products. Come and discuss it.

Turn off the panel:

"Come on, show me."

Yu arc hurriedly took him out of the room and took out a long pipe and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hey?"

He grabbed his pipe and said, "you little fox, don't smoke here. Ow ~"

Yu arc coughed several times:

"Master, your memory is getting worse and worse.

"Where can I smoke?

"When I run baoqingfang, customers think I'm a minor little fart demon. I can't help but get a fake cigarette bucket. It's mature. What's in it..."

Call~

She blew a little black smoke at Shen:

"It's all moldy flour."

Moldy flour?

Shen Lue waved to disperse the black smoke: "is our Baoqing workshop so poor? It's better to make some herbal powder?"

Yu arc sighed:

Hey——

"I'm not only poor. If I continue to operate like this, I'm bound to go bankrupt. In case of bulk cargo, I can only find a cave to spend the rest of my life~

"As for moldy flour

"Anyway, I'm a demon. I'm not as expensive as you immortals. I always have to eat 3000 years of flat peaches and 9000 years of ginseng fruits."

Shen Lue asked tentatively:

"Do you think I am an immortal?"

His role panel is too brief to mention the identity of the owner of Baoqing workshop, so he can only ask from NPC to see if he can find any clues.

What little fox said just now seems to think that he is an immortal.

Yu arc blinked:

"Of course."

She doesn't know Shen Lue's identity, but she must be an immortal.

"Think about it, first of all, you are definitely not a demon family. Secondly, in the past hundred years, no soul seducing God in the nether world has come to you to prove that you are beyond life and death.

"Not a demon, not a man

"That must be a fairy ~"

Shen slightly thought about it and said it seemed very reasonable.

"Oh, oh, I'm off the subject!"

Yu arc turned the topic back: "this time, the owner of Fenghuang Mountain stronghold, who is called the king of golden cymbals, is looking for you. The Gong he bought from us is out of order."

She informed Shen Lue of the general situation:

Baoqingfang is not a big merchant. Most of the occasional customers buy some fragmentary items.

The golden cymbal Dharma King's men bought a pair of gongs for the Dharma King's son. As a result, the little boy went to fight with the gong and couldn't hit the attack sound at the critical moment.

Finally, he was beaten by his partner.

"King of golden cymbals..."

Shen Lue was always familiar with the name.

"The title sounds good, but it's actually a big centipede essence, but it's really strong. I... I can't cope with it," she explained.

He asked:

"So is there a problem with the quality of our gongs?"

"Of course there's a problem!

"Because you can't effectively control samadhi true fire, how many of the magic tools you made are OK?"

Ah, this

Shen slightly scratched his head in embarrassment.

Samadhi true fire is a very important spell in traditional mythology. It is generally used for alchemy, forging and occasionally attacking.

If the master of Baoqing workshop is not good at samadhi true fire

That's really embarrassing!

"I see.

"If there is a problem with the product, then compensate. What a simple thing."

Yu arc wanted to say something, but Shen slightly waved his hand and strode forward.

Because baoqingfang is located in a remote place, few human demons, and land resources are not very tight, it covers a very broad area, at least comparable to two large stadiums.

It is also a pagoda type seven story building.

They went to the second floor through the bronze elevator engraved with mysterious patterns.

That's where customers are received.

In the process, Shen Lue roughly saw the internal situation of baoqingfang.

Although it is a small workshop, the scale is still objective. There are more than ten imps and demons on each floor, who are responsible for the production of assembly line magic tools.

The roar of machinery and forging furnaces continued.

"So

"The scale is OK."

KUANG！

The bronze elevator stopped, and the two heavy doors slowly opened. In front of us was a simple and elegant magic ware shop, which was also the main part of Baoqing square.

In the middle of the shop stood a tall and burly man.

He pinched his waist with his hands and turned his back to them. Judging from the breathing rate, he was in extreme anger.

It's the king of golden cymbals!

Hearing the sound of opening the door, the king of Dharma moved his ears and asked without looking back:

"Little fox.

"Have you invited your workshop owner out? If not, don't blame me for smashing your black workshop!"

Yu arc picked up his pipe.

Creak——

Her neck suddenly turned 180 °, and the position of her hair changed direction. Shen Lue found that there was another face hidden in the back of Yu arc's head!

Different from the little girl before, this face is completely fox face and full of demons.

After changing her face, her voice matured:

"Ouch~

"Your Majesty, what's the hurry? Our workshop leader has come to meet you?"

Yu arc covered his mouth and giggled twice.

It's like a different person.

"Workshop leader, it's up to you next!" she whispered and gave a naughty look.

Shen Lue got used to it.

This little look is really the Yu arc just now.

Perhaps it is because of professional needs that we cultivate such a different face

No wonder it's called "white haired double-sided Nine Tailed Fox"

Shen Lue stepped forward.

But the burly man still didn't look back.

"Excuse me, are you the king of golden cymbals?"