Chapter 39 Why don't you go to heaven?
"Whatever you run, I will return to the prince! The prince of Baibaoge has all bought all the potions. If you want, you can buy one bottle of 3,000 gold coins! The purchase is limited to ten bottles per person!"
Feng Yunyi yelled out loud, took out three hundred bottles of medicines of different colors from the space ring, and directly grabbed business at the door of Su's house.
This teaser actually bought all the medicines she had prepared and sold it at a high price in front of her.
Jun Mohuang was also a little speechless, but it can be seen from the side that this Sixth Prince is actually very smart and very good at seizing opportunities.
"Sixth Prince, give me ten bottles."
"I want ten bottles too!"
Even if the price is raised to three thousand gold coins per bottle, it still cannot stop the enthusiasm of buyers.
"Sixth Prince, this is the shop of the Su family. If you want to sell medicine, please go to another place."
No matter how good the X attribute of Su Zhiyu suits, Rao couldn't help but want to get angry.
"Don't be so stingy, Miss Su, no one will buy your medicine anyway, so what if you borrow a place."
Feng Yunqi was busy selling medicine and collecting gold coins.
Su Zhiyu's expression turned green again upon hearing this.
"Isn't Miss Su going down to the earth? Just give the unsellable pill to the poor to thank them for their actions to defend you. I believe Miss Su, who is beautiful, kind and noble, will not refuse."
Jun Mohuang smiled, there was brilliance in his beautiful eyes, and in a blink of an eye he wore a tall hat on Su Zhiyu.
"Yes, Miss Su, your medicine can't be sold now, so just give it to us."
People are insatiable and get a pill worth at least five thousand gold coins for free, and of course want to get another one.
Su Zhiyu was so angry that she wanted to smash the table, but she couldn't say no, otherwise she would admit that she was not beautiful, kind, and noble.
She had to bite the bullet and hand out the pill to the poor.
It's okay, if the young man learns what happened today, he will still be moved by her kindness.
Su Zhiyu had to comfort herself like this.
A teahouse somewhere in the ghost city.
"Miss Jun, this time I made a profit of 900,000 gold coins from selling the medicine, and I'll give it to you."
Feng Yunqi piled a bunch of golden coins in front of Jun Mohuang with a look of excitement.
"No matter what you do, you will steal if you do it, let's talk about what the six princes want to do."
Jun Mohuang did not pick up the pile of gold coins.
Counting the last auction, today is the second time Feng Yunqi has helped her deal with Su Zhiyu, and he must ask for something.
"Miss Jun, I want to recognize you as the boss. This is a protection fee paid by my little brother."
Feng Yunqi put away his usual hippie smile, with a serious look.
"You don't have a fever, who doesn't know I am a trash."
Jun Mohuang looked at him with a caring eye for the mentally retarded.
Her qi sea and meridians have been severely injured, and after regenerating her cultivation, her body will hide her cultivation independently for self-protection.
The sixth prince could not see the strength of the fifth-order of the Naling Realm at all.
The only explanation can only be that this teasing is so exciting.
"Boss, you must be disgusting that my little brother will hold you back."
"Boss, the younger brother is very useful. The younger brother can run errands, can sing music; can climb trees, can catch birds; can curse people, can fight; rich and free, high status, handsome and handsome..."
Feng Yunqi persevered in selling himself, saying that he spit wildly, and the sky fell into chaos.
"Okay, you are so powerful, you can go to heaven, why bother to recognize the boss."
Jun Mohuang quickly interrupted his boasting.
(End of this chapter)