v6 Chapter 1812： Kind Lin Xuan

The first thousand eight hundred and twenty-two chapters of the kind Lin Xuan

As for the second type, it is an ordinary cultivator, and even some people who are not well-made and who are not satisfied.

These people, relatively speaking, are relatively poor. There are not enough medicinal herbs and spar in their hands to support the practice. However, they may have a chance to get some special goods.

These things may be uploaded by the ancestors, or they may be out of the adventure. They are inexplicably obtained. The reason why they are called special is because the value of this part of the goods is difficult to identify.

Most of them are some uncommon and rare things.

However, rare materials are not necessarily valuable items. They must be used for purpose, and some people will be sought after. A large part of rare materials may also be useless garbage.

As a result, the goods in the hands of these monks are in a very awkward position. Because of the difficulty of identification, it is hard to say that it is worthless. If you get the square to sell, it is a thing that nobody cares about. After all, even use. It is also unclear whether the monks are not full of food, who is willing to spend the money?

If you don't want to sell it, it is useless to stay in your hands. After all, many of those who cultivate the immortals belong to the poor and destitute, and they urgently need the medicinal spar to cultivate.

The market can not be sold, the **** shop has become the only choice.

For these rare things, **** shops are generally unrelenting, and receive 100 pieces of goods, even if 99 of them are rubbish, but as long as they are useful, they are usually able to make a profit.

Pawnshop, Lin Xuan had never been to the past, but the basic situation, still understand very clearly, very soon, a magnificent building appeared in front of the eyes.

The reason why it is grand is because the buildings are all made up of heavy boulder, very high, more than ten feet, showing the shape of a pagoda.

Lin Xuan’s face also showed a bit of weird color. It’s really confusing to make the shop feel like this. However, Lin Xuan naturally will not go deeper, and his body shape will flash and he will come in.

The glimpse of a row of counters made of precious wood, the entire hall, not only bright, but also very elegant.

"This friend should stay, don't know what Yu has to help you."

A slightly magnetic sound was introduced into the ear. Lin Xuan raised his head and saw a cultivator wearing a Confucian trousers. He had a long beard and a strange look. He still had a scroll of poetry in his hand. Like a full-fledged Hongru, there is no market for a little businessman.

It is also not weak, and the immortal in the middle of Yuan Ying, this kind of strength comes to be the treasurer.

"What can be done when the **** shop can be done, of course, is to come to something." Lin Xuan said faintly.

"What treasures do the predecessors have, can you come up with a certain view?"

Although this person spoke, but it was a very refreshing figure, Lin Xuan nodded with satisfaction, then glanced at the sleeves, and several storage bags flew out.

The money is not clear, Lin Lixuan is clear, so of course, he will not take out too much money in one breath. The material treasures contained in these storage bags are enough to exchange a lot of spar.

Needless to say, the next case, the transaction is smooth, the valuation of this batch of goods, of course, is slightly lower than the market, but this is the pawnshop rules, Lin Xuan naturally will not have objections.

After the transaction is completed, everyone is happy.

It doesn't make sense to stay, Lin Xuan walks outside.

It was a big business just now, so the transaction was in a private room. When I came back to the hall, I heard a dispute coming into my ear.

No... not a dispute, it may be more appropriate to say that it is a bitter pleading.

"Predecessors, you do well, this piece of work in the hands of late life, although it is not recognizable, but the family was in the same year, but the monk in the late part of the clutch, this thing is the income he obtained in an ancient tomb, not a common thing, you The bid is a thousand pieces of spar, which is too chilly." The speaker is a cultivator in his early twenties, his face full of sorrow, pleading.

"Go, the immortal in the base period of the district, dare to say that his ancestors were the characters in the late period of the clutch, and what treasures from the ancient tombs, you are the uncle, is it so deceiving?" It is a disdainful color, although he himself only built the middle of the foundation, but under the big tree, it is good to take a cool look, and they simply look down on these immortals who come to the **** of rare materials.

What is the future of Sanshou, it will always be the lowest figure in the cultivation of the world.

The light man still pleads for non-stop, but the man is not tempted: "Love is not right, a thousand pieces of spar, this uncle is not a child."

Lin Xuan's brow wrinkles, this person's face is really a little disgusting, he also stepped up from the lower-order monks, naturally understand their suffering, look at the expression of this young man, it is obviously difficult.

It’s awful to be robbed by fire!

"Then I am not right."

The voice of the young man was introduced into the ear, and the man was stunned. His face was full of unexpected colors. In this case, he had already met a lot. Even if there were no customers at the pawnshop, he would push the price and the other party would eventually give in.

I didn't expect the other party to give up improperly. The stranger felt a bit humiliating, and the cold voice came to the ear: "Inappropriate, looking for other stores, the price will be lower."

"Oh, this may not be."

"Who is here with a lot of words?"

The man was furious, but after looking back and seeing Lin Xuan’s face, his expression immediately became fearful: “It’s a predecessor, sorry, the little has just been too arrogant.”

Lin Xuanli is ignorant, and there are no such strange things in the cultivation of the immortals.

"Give me the material, Lin bought it."

“Thank you for your predecessors.” The young man was overjoyed, but his face still had a bit of fear: “But this thing requires 10,000 pieces of spar, I sold it.”

While saying that he looked at Lin Xuan's face, he explained it: "It's not the greed of the younger generation, the poison of the beast in the sister, the need to buy detoxification, all kinds of expenses..."

"It's ok."

Lin Xuan’s smiling voice came into the ear, and everyone has a problem, not to mention whether the person is lying or not, he is confident that he can recognize it.

If you don't say anything, take out 15 pieces of the crystal spar and hand it to the other party's hand.

"Predecessors, don't need that much."

"It's okay, redundant, I'll give you Lin, detoxification, and maybe more than I thought."

Lin Xuan said faintly, the so-called rescue of people to the end, sent the Buddha to the West, this wealth, for him, is not worth mentioning.

And occasionally doing good things, it feels good.

The man is not worried, but naturally he dare not say more, the young man is thankful, Lin Xuan does not care, he is just a simple helper, this time, he is free to bow his head, like the things in his hand.