Chapter 25, buy meat

[Dear everyone, I have caught a cold these two days. I went to the hospital to get a drip in the morning, but there is no update... However, today it is still a ten thousand words update. During the new book period, it is very difficult. Let's enjoy some red tickets and collections!]

Shopkeeper Su shook his head. Although the blood ginshen is good, the value is at most 35,000. If he exceeds this price, he can't earn much. His heart is dripping blood, staring at Xiao Er in the store with hatred, and 8,000 Mingyuan just slipped away from his hand.

Wang Fan's mouth is full of bitterness. How could he think of such a situation? He has dealt with Muling for so many years and has made a lot of money from Muling. He thought he could get some today. How did he know that Muling's conflict with him was to attract people?

"Damn, he was killed now..." Looking at the fact that Shopkeeper Su could eat his eyes, he knew that his good life was the end, and Shopkeeper Su would not let him go.

"40,000 Mingyuan!" A bright voice came from outside the door, and then Mu Yun saw two teenagers and a girl coming in. The price was a young man with a cold and proud face. At first glance, he was the son of a large family.

Mu Yun's eyes lit up and his heart was itchy, "This kind of young man is a fat sheep..."

"This little brother, the value of this blood ginseng is 356, and 40,000 Mingyuan is a little expensive." A kind guest reminded.

The cold and arrogant teenager sneered contemptuously: "It's only 40,000 Mingyuan."

"Yes, it's only 40,000 Mingyuan. What is it in the eyes of Master Qinggu?" The young man in purple beside him echoed.

"Huh? It's Master Ruoxuan and Miss Ruoqing. Why do you two have time to come to me? I don't know who this is?" When Manager Su saw the three, his eyes lit up and came forward to greet the teenager and girl in purple.

"Mr. Su, this is Master Qinggu, the son of the deputy city owner of Pingchuan City."

"Oh?" Manager Su's eyes were as bright as a night pearl, smiling and greeting Qinggu.

"This young master, did you say 40,000 Mingyuan?" Mu Ling asked restrainedly.

"Well, this blood ginseng is good. I bought it for 40,000 Mingyuan. I don't know if anyone else wants to argue with me?" Qinggu glanced at the crowd coldly.

"Forty thousand? It's a loss..."

"Yes, it's not worth it..."

The guests talked a lot and shook their heads. 40,000 Mingyuan was indeed more expensive.

"Then transfer the money!" Qinggu took out a shiny card under the attention of everyone.

"Huh? I don't have a crystal card." Mu Ling's face turned red.

Qinggu frowned, and the shopkeeper Su beside him said, "I have an unknown crystal card here. Master Qinggu just transfer the account to me."

After saying that, the shopkeeper Su greeted Wang Fan to get a crystal card, and then took out the crystal card and Qinggu transfer.

"Thank you, Master Qinggu!" Muling bowed slightly to Qinggu, hugged the crystal card in his hand and greeted Mu Yun and walked out.

Out of the Huangjiao Baoge, Mu Ling's face was full of excitement: "40,000 Mingyuan, this is 40,000 Mingyuan!"

Looking at Mu Ling's appearance, Mu Yun shook his head slightly. If it had been in the past, he would have been excited to death and realized that the good days at home were coming.

But now, he doesn't feel anything.

The belt in his waist is worth 120,000 yuan, and he also has a crystal card of 100,000 yuan, plus miscellaneous items in the storage space, which is worth more than 200,000 yuan.

Of course, these things can't be told to their parents at present, otherwise they can only worry about them.

"Hey...Mu Ling? I heard that you are sick. What's wrong? Are you tired? Tut... Yes, I haven't eaten precious beast meat all year round. How can I get better?" The strange voice of Yin and Yang came from not far away, and Mu Yun's face suddenly turned cold.

A middle-aged man two meters tall stood at the door of a shop not far away, with bare breasts, a face full of flesh, and a fierce light in his eyes.

Umon!

Utan's father!

Mu Ling stopped and walked towards Wu Meng with a smile.

"What's the matter? Still not convinced?" Wu Meng joked and moved his muscles and bones, and his eyes were even more fierce.

"I buy meat."

"Buy meat?" Wu Meng was stunned.

"What? Don't sell it?"

"sell! Of course!" Wu Meng sneered and turned into the store. Mu Ling smiled and walked in.

"This is Yunyan meat, ten Mingyuan per catty. If you want it, I'll make it cheaper for you, eight Mingyuan." Wu Meng looked at Mu Ling jokingly.

Mu Ling shook his head.

Wu Meng sneered and said, "This kind of meat is cheap. This is a green scale fish, a big tonic thing. It was originally sold for seven Mingyuan. How about I calculate five Mingyuan for you? If you can't get the five Mingyuan, there's nothing I can do. This is already the cheapest meat in my store.

Looking at Mu Ling walking blankly to the right side of the store, the dried meat hanging there was more valuable. He couldn't help sneering and saying, "A piece of meat there is your income for a year or two. Look at your son's like that, I guess you haven't eaten it, right? My son often eats it. It tastes good. Why don't I cut a small piece for your son to taste?

"How much is this meat?" Muling ignored Wu Meng's sarcasm and asked, pointing to a piece of red meat weighing about ten catties.

"Hmm!" He glanced at Mu Ling with contemptuousness and said, "That's the most expensive meat in my store. It's not the meat of beasts, but the meat of monsters. It's the meat of red fire dragons, 300 yuan per catty... If you want it, I'll make it cheaper for you, 250 yuan per catty."

"Is it so expensive?" Muling smiled and said, "Can it be cheaper?"

"Do you really want to buy this meat?" Wu Meng was surprised and immediately sneered in his heart. The meat of the red fire was equivalent to a precious medicinal tonic, which was a great tonic, even his son Utan could not be eaten.

Mu Ling nodded.

"Hmm! Since you want it, it costs 200 yuan per catty, but you have to make a deal to buy at least one catty. Wu Meng shouted.

The purchase price of a catty of red fire dragonfly meat is 250 Mingyuan, and he will lose 50 Mingyuan if he sells 200 Mingyuan, but he has made up his mind and is reluctant to buy it.

A guy who usually doesn't even buy the cheapest five Mingyuan per catty of precious beast meat will spend 200 Mingyuan to buy a catty of meat?

Umeng shook his head. Unless his brain is broken, he won't believe it.

"Good! I want it!"

But Mu Ling's answer stunned him.

"You..." He just wanted to scold Muling, but he saw that Muling took out a crystal card and suddenly lost his words. After so many years of business, he still had it in his vision. This crystal card has at least 10,000 yuan.

"Quick checkout." Mu Ling urged.

Wu Meng stared at Mu Ling with an ugly face, as if to see Muling clearly.

"Your son won't eat red fire meat often, will he?" Muling sarcastically.

"You..." Wu Meng's face turned red.

"What? Not for sale? Are you going to eclipse your promise?" Mu Ling's voice was a little loud, attracting people to join in the market.