Chapter 113： Tang San is about to cry

"You don't have to buy it if you think it's expensive." Tie Hu rolled his eyes and turned back.

Tie Long patted his brother's shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother, don't forget the alliance motto, be kind to make money, have a better attitude, that, Tang San, the price my brother just said isn't quite right, in fact, a fine iron ingot is for sale. You, two hundred gold soul coins."

"What?" Tang San saw that Tielong kept smiling and spoke nicely, thinking that the price would drop back, but he didn't expect it to be even more ruthless, "You, you still see the wind rising and sell me twenty times the price, why don't you go grab it!"

"No, no, we don't have to rob, we rely on skills and business to eat, buy and sell this kind of thing, pay attention to your love and I will, right, you think about it yourself."

Tang San frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "If you help me build items, this price might still be acceptable."

"What item?" Tie Long said.

Tang San took out a blueprint of hidden weapon parts and handed it to Tie Long.

Tie Long looked at it, and roughly saw that it was a hidden weapon part. He felt that this matter was unusual, and pondered: "Your item is too complicated and difficult. I have to ask the shopkeeper."

The owner is their father, Iron Heart.

"Exactly, I also want to meet your shopkeeper." Tang San said.

The three went upstairs to Tie Xin's office.

Tie Long briefly explained what happened.

"The store owner, I want to complain about the two of them. The price is increased tenfold or twenty times. Do you guys do this kind of business?" Tang San's soul is not a twelve-year-old boy. Complain again.

Tie Xin turned his face down and scolded Tie Long and Tie Hu: "You two idiots! How can you make random offers to guests?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Tang San's mouth.

Really useful.

Everything in this blacksmith shop is up to the owner.

In this way, the shopkeeper is sensible, easy to negotiate, and things are easy to handle.

Tie Xin reprimanded the Tielong and Tiehu brothers, turned his head and said to Tang San: "I'm sorry, they are indeed arrogantly quoting. Now the price I said shall prevail. The real price of a fine iron ingot is five hundred gold soul coins."

"Hi~" Brother Tielong and Tiehu gasped, his father was the real ruthless man.

"Five-five... five hundred gold soul coins???" Tang San was immediately stunned.

It took him so long to save more than 500 gold soul coins, just enough to buy a fine iron ingot?

And a piece of fine iron ingot can make up to ten darts, or two pairs of hidden arrows, and to create the advanced hidden weapon in the blueprint, at least one fine iron ingot is needed for one pair.

Tang San's face turned pale and his lips trembled: "This, this, does it include the price of the crafted object?"

Tie Xin shook his head and said, "Of course not. To create the objects in your blueprint is time-consuming and laborious. No matter what, you need ten thousand gold soul coins."

Tang San turned around and left.

Build a hidden weapon and collect 10,000 gold soul coins, you are really robbing money!

Co-authored gold soul coins that have been stored for several years are only enough to buy you a small piece of fine iron ingot.

10,000 Gold Soul Coins is also an astronomical amount for him, and he can't afford to sell himself.

"Take the blueprint." Tie Xin's cold voice came.

Tang San just remembered, was taken aback by the asking price of ten thousand gold soul coins, and forgot to take back the blueprint.

He turned around angrily and took back the blueprint.

"You black shop is too dark! I don't believe it, you can't buy fine iron ingots at normal prices!"

Before Tang San left, he left a sentence angrily.

Tang San made a big circle around the city.

Spent half a day.

I really can't find a second shop that sells cold heart fine iron ingots.

I also found out that there are only stores under the Merchant Alliance in the nearby Zhucheng that sell Hanxin fine iron ingots. Even if he goes to other cities, he is likely to suffer the same treatment.

He is not a fool, he can feel that the people in the business alliance are boycotting him.

But without the Cold Heart Ingot, he couldn't make a high-quality hidden weapon.

If we don't make new hidden weapons, we must replenish and repair the worn-out hidden weapons.

If there is no hidden weapon blessing, it will be difficult to win streak in the big battle field.

Tang San desperately wanted to maintain his winning streak.

Lu Feng, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu all won 29 games in a row and got the Gold Dou Soul badge. He was still the Iron Dou Soul badge, so he was very depressed.

In addition to more bonuses, streaks have additional points for winning streaks.

He finally won five consecutive victories in a single player, and he wanted to ensure that he could not lose in the next few games.

After Tang San pondered deeply, he decided to choose whichever was more important. In order to ensure the winning streak in the Soul Battle, he had no choice but to go back to the Tiejia shop and buy a piece of fine iron ingot with five hundred gold soul coins.

When Tang San counted out the gold soul coins from the purse to Tie Hu one by one, he was about to cry, and his heart felt like being cut into flesh.

It took him a long time to accumulate these five hundred gold soul coins.

After two or three years of hard work, I returned to before liberation overnight.

Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger are laughing.

It's really too profitable, the alliance training taught by the leader of the alliance is really very useful.

Make money with peace.

After getting the fine iron ingot, Tang San wept and asked, "Is it still the same price in the future?"

He regretted it so much. When Iron Tiger reported the price of one hundred gold soul coins, he should have bought it immediately.

"It's the same price for you." Tie Long still kept smiling, but his words were direct.

"Why are you targeting me, can you tell me?"

"Because your father is Tang Hao and your master is Yu Xiaogang."

"I guessed it too, it was dragged down by my father and master, sigh..."

Tang San sighed bitterly, turned and left.

Hidden weapons can only be repaired and built by himself, time-consuming and laborious.

You also have to buy a complete set of iron tools such as charcoal, bellows, and anvil, and rent a venue.

If this goes on, I won't be able to pay the tuition for next year.

Flattering Lu Feng who stole Xiao Wu? Can't do it!

But Ning Rongrong, who is one of the richest family members, can...

Tang San's pursuit of Ning Rongrong strengthened again.

Thinking of this, Tang San turned to the clothes store and bought a new set of clothes and a bunch of bananas with the few remaining gold soul coins.

He remembered that Ning Rongrong said that she likes bananas the most.

That evening.

Tang San put on fresh and fresh clothes, borrowed some Ma Hongjun's waste oil, made his hair shiny, and carried bananas to the girls' dormitory.

"Rongrong."

"Is Rongrong there?"

"Rongrong..."

Tang San shouted for a long time, but no one answered.

However, Li Yusong, who was in charge of managing the school building, was recruited.

"What's it called, Ning Rongrong has moved out." Li Yusong said angrily.

"Moved out? That Xiao Wu..."

"The three girls and Lu Feng have all moved off-campus."

"They've all moved out? Why didn't I know." Tang San was surprised.

Li Yusong's face sank: "If they move out, do they need your consent?"

Tang San didn't dare to offend Li Yusong, so he hurriedly smiled and said, "Mr. Li, that's not what I meant, but doesn't the school rule say that Shrek Academy students can't live outside?"

"Special approval from the dean."

When Li Yusong said these words, Tang San was speechless.

The school rules are set by the dean and approved by the dean, so what else can he say as a student.

"They all live in Assistant Professor Lu's house. With Assistant Professor Lu taking care of them, the dean is relieved." Li Yusong added.

"What... Rongrong and the others live with Lu Feng?"

Carrying a banana, Tang San was messed up in the evening wind, his face gloomy as if dripping water.