The Immortal Cultivator Returns to the City

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People who work in Baoyulou have eyesight.

Despite the simple dress, Ye Xuan has an imposing look on his body, which is not something that ordinary people can have. Middle-aged people take out the finest jade in the shop with interest.

"not good!"

"Some impurities, broken!"

"Or not!"

….

Middle-aged people's face is not very good, the coming person is not very old, this eyesight is first-class good, and the subtle places can be recognized at a glance.

"No better jade?"

Ye Xuan was not satisfied.

If you want to arrange the formation method, even the jade for refining the jade must be the best, so that the quality of the jade produced will be superior.

Ye Xuan's simple words made middle-aged people feel great pressure.

Yes, it is pressure!

This feeling is like facing those big men.

"Sir, wait a moment, I will let the boss come!" The middle-aged man did not dare to carelessly and decided to let the boss handle it.

Ye Xuan has no opinion.

There is still fine jade in this shop, and the slightest breath is constantly stimulating.

...

The middle-aged man left for a moment and came back in less than five minutes. Behind him was a middle-aged man in his forties, a short-sleeved Tang suit, and when he saw the young Ye Xuan, he was slightly stunned and arched his hand. Dao, "This gentleman, I'm sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time. I am the owner of Baoyu Building. I'm so humiliated. I'm so famous. I'm so precious.

Ye Xuan said lightly, "I want some fine jade. You should have it. It's a pity that he didn't come up with good things. The price is not a problem. I don't know. Boss Song is reluctant!"

The name Song Jingui is very common, even a little tacky, and the eyesight of people is very powerful. At first glance, he feels a little coercion. Although it is not obvious, this is obviously a promising person.

What shocked Song Jingui most was how he knew he had a batch of fine jade in his hands. After all, it took less than three days to reach him.

As a businessman, Song Jingui responded quickly and reached out to make a gesture of asking, "Although I don't know where the husband knows the news from, I'm talking to you, let's talk on the second floor!"

"Row!"

The layout on the second floor is more elegant.

Song Jingui first brewed a pot of hot tea, poured a cup of Ye Xuan, then went to the next room, opened the safe, took out a wooden box, covered with red cloth.

"Sir, please see!"

For people like Ye Xuan, Song Jingui didn't dare to carelessly, for fear of offending his elder brother, someone could make Baoyulou have an accident, even if he was not afraid. Dealing with it is also troublesome.

This batch of jade would have been sold, as long as the other party's price was appropriate, Song Jingui would not mind selling it.

The red cloth was uncovered and there were six long strips of jade in it, which had not been processed. The rounded color was very comfortable.

"This is the finest jade from the north. It's a really good thing. As long as you ask the guru to take action, it's a good thing worth the price!" Song Jingui introduced.

Ye Xuan was very calm, and nodded slightly, "The quality is okay, the price is out, I want it all!"

Song Jingui really didn't know how to say it well, the fine jade still said badly? Is there any better? You show it to me to see if it's okay, but in the end, I didn't say it.

As everyone knows, Ye Xuan is the eighth Xuan Emperor. I have never seen any good things. The best jade is in the eyes of Chinese cabbage. The quality of this area is really nothing.

"Six pieces of fine jade, a price of three million!"

Song Jingui also considered this price, and dared not mention it too high.

"Almost, yes!" Ye Xuan lifted the bag on the ground, took out three million cash, and placed it in front of Song Jingui.

Song Jingui was also frightened by this move.

"Is this OK?"

The rich second-generation rich people are not unseen. They carry millions of them with them. Song Jingui has never seen them, and he is not afraid of being robbed.

Ye Xuan also has no choice. If there is a storage ring, is it so troublesome?

Song Jingui stood up, and after apologizing, he immediately began to count the money and confirmed that it was okay. He personally sent Ye Xuan to the door. "Mr. Ye, I still need jade in the future. You can call someone on Song and promise to help you!"

"can!"

Song Jingui is very good at doing business.

Such local tyrants are rare, and buying at the right price is much better than those of upstarts.

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Six pieces of fine jade and a price of three million yuan also made Ye Xuan want to get some money back, otherwise it would not be enough.

"In the next auction, you can take out Aoki beads to solve your urgent needs!"

Ye Xuan thought while walking.

"Look at everyone, there are some people selling Polygonum multiflorum, a big piece, people also say this is Polygonum multiflorum for thousands of years!"

"No, there are really Polygonum multiflorum!"

"It must be a liar!"

...

Approaching the door of Antique Street, Ye Xuan heard something interesting, and two or three people ran past him.

"Fleeceflower?"

If it's normal, Ye Xuan doesn't care much.

Today, hundreds of years of medicinal herbs, Ye Xuan still seems to be very precious, if it is a thousand years, it is really a treasure.

Ye Xuan did not rush back to the crowd not far away.

At the stall selling Polygonum multiflorum, three floors in and three floors outside, Ye Xuan easily squeezed in, and those people automatically retreated and got confused.

Inside is a half-and-a-half old man, dressed as a rural man, who is not young, and his face is full of folds, and in front of him is a Polygonum multiflorum, which weighs about twenty or thirty pounds, and has hands and feet, lifelike.

"Old man, you deceive people, right? It's clearly printed with mold!"

"Yes, this trick is useless!"

"Fifty bucks, I bought it for you, just take it home and make soup!"

...

The old man was obviously an honest man. He was squeezed by the crowd and his speech was intermittent. "This is really Polygonum multiflorum. The Chinese medicine doctor in our village said that there must be nothing wrong!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine, that's Tulang, it's deceptive!"

"Everyone won't be fooled!"

"You are outdated!"

...

Ye Xuangang didn't take it seriously at first. The heavens and earth on the earth are thin, and it's hard to get medicinal materials for hundreds of years, except for those primitive mountain forests.

But at random, Ye Xuan felt a wave of waves in his heart.

"Good guy, it's actually true, almost 800 years!"

Ye Xuanhe and others only need one glance to identify the approximate time. The genuine good things can be used for alchemy, and the improvement can be a little further.

The old man was ridiculed and sneered, so he would put away the stall and leave here.

"Wait a minute, Polygonum multiflorum I want, you make a price!"

Ye Xuan said aloud, such a good thing must be bought.

"Do you really want? One hundred thousand yuan, the old man will sell it to you!" The old man hesitated, obviously not convinced, Ye Xuan was too young, and it seemed that he was not a person who could come up with money.

One hundred thousand, it's too cheap!

"Not just one hundred thousand, here you are!"

Ye Xuan pulled out ten stacks of banknotes on the spot, which caused a cry of exclamation.

"If you don't believe it, I can accompany you to the bank!" The old man was startled. Someone really bought Polygonum multiflorum and nodded, "I listen to you!"