nucmednet Chapter 138 Encounter with Murong Xiaoxiao
Chapter 138 Encounter with Murong Xiaoxiao
"What do you want to say?"
Wang Qiye was overwhelmed. Others were harassed because they sold their products too expensively, but he was also harassed because he sold his products too cheaply. Who could he complain to?
"You sell to strangers at a 40% discount, and you even lie to us and say you're giving us a 40% discount. You're clearly a scam!"
Little Ningxia's eyes widened, looking angry as if she was made a fool of. No wonder the guy from Qingzhu Peak always wore a mask. So this was his plan?
"Get out of here quickly. The carpet is a free trade, and it's a matter of mutual consent. Don't delay my business."
Wang Qiye was too lazy to argue with the little brat, so he stretched out a hand and waved at her.
"This is what you told me, huh!"
After saying that, Xiao Ningxia sat down on the ground and continued to block the stall, ready to fight Wang Qiye to the end.
"Oh my aunt, what on earth do you want to do?"
Wang Qiye realized that this little brat was just in a teenager's mood and had nothing to do, so he just happened to bump into her. This was not about the spirit stone at all.
"You have to give us a 50% discount on Qingyan Peak's products. Otherwise, if you keep them there, I'll have people block you there. Humph!"
"Hey, I'm telling you, you're a grown lady, why are you spending days with a street vendor like me? What's the point?"
Wang Qiye couldn't sit still anymore. If he really let her block his stall for a few days, he would not be able to sell his goods. The magic weapon was a small matter. The key was that he was counting on the storage bags to sell the goods!
"I do, can you care?"
When Ningxia saw the man from Qingzhu Peak wearing a tiger mask, she could no longer lean against the wall peacefully. She scratched her head anxiously and wanted to laugh in her heart.
Wang Qiye nodded. He really couldn't afford to waste time with this little girl. After all, she was addicted to playing and could really do something. He had to think of a way.
"How about Aunt Ning, do you think this will work?"
Wang Qiye left the wall, came to the stall with a flattering smile on his face, and tried to please in a humble manner.
"tell me the story."
Ningxia held his head high with an air of pride. If he didn't get rid of his anger today, no one would have an easy life.
"Tomorrow afternoon, the three of you will come and sell them. Just give me 180 Spiritual Stones for each magic weapon. The extra will be in your pockets, and the less will be given to me. If you sell more than 100 magic weapons, I will reward each of you with 100 Spiritual Stones. Do you dare to accept it?"
"Little guy, look at what you are capable of. Let me let you suffer from the wind and sun, and then you will know the warmth and coldness of life." Wang Qiye thought to himself, he would not suffer any loss anyway, if she didn't dare to accept it, she should leave as soon as possible.
Ningxia's eyes flickered, and there was a flash of light when she opened and blinked.
"Do you have so many magical instruments?"
"Don't worry about whether there is one or not. Just tell me whether you dare to answer it or not. If you don't dare to answer it, get out of here right away."
Wang Qiye was no longer as humble as before. He showed his true colors and started to chase her away.
"Of course I can accept it, but you also want to sell the ones that are less than 5% new at a % discount?"
Ningxia's eyes were still rolling around and he was thinking in his mind. When his eyes stopped, he seemed to have made up his mind, and there was a confident light in his eyes.
"Indeed, if the product is less than 5% new, you can't get a 6% discount. How about a 4% discount? Again, the extra is yours, and the shortfall is yours."
Wang Qiye nodded. This little girl was very smart. She was very quick-witted. She hadn't thought of this before. He wasted half a day playing with them. After half a day, they had enough fun and the matter was probably over.
"I agree, but I need to take a look at the goods first so I can make some preparations."
Ningxia thought for a while and finally nodded.
“That’s right. Even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice. Let her see it for herself, and she won’t be short of a magic weapon.” Wang Qiye thought about it again and again, and confirmed again and again that this plan was beneficial to him, then he took out a storage bag and threw it over.
"Next, you should also sell the storage bags inside."
"You rough guy, can't you see that there are still a lot of things?"
Ningxia looked at the dazzling array of first-level magical instruments and numerous storage bags inside, but did not show any shock. However, when his eyes swept over the tiger-head mask, there was no more amusement in them, but admiration.
"They are all sold on behalf of others. I will watch your performance tomorrow afternoon."
"As expected of a young lady from a wealthy family, she didn't even scream at such a small thing. She must have seen the world." Wang Qiye sighed in his heart, "Some people's ultimate goal in life is to go to Rome, while some people are born in Rome."
"That's not a problem, but your storage bags are sold for 950 spirit stones each. If you sell more, will there be any rewards?"
Ningxia threw the storage bag over again, and those little eyes started rolling in their sockets again, and I don’t know what evil ideas he was up to.
"Yes, if you sell more than 50 storage bags tomorrow afternoon, you will get a reward. As for the reward..."
Wang Qiye thought about it. There is motivation only if there is a reward. If there is no reward for this storage bag, they will not really sell it. I am sure that I will not be able to sell many tomorrow. I can sell it in the next few days. It is not a problem to sell more than ten every day. It is only a matter of time to sell all of them. But how should the reward be set? If the number is too small, it will definitely not work. If the number is too large, they will not do it. So I set a target of 50 and let them see.
"For every storage bag sold, you will earn 5 spirit stones. If you sell more than 50 storage bags, your commission will be doubled. How about that?"
"Okay, if our magic weapon storage bags meet the requirements before closing tomorrow, you have to treat us to a meal."
Ningxia didn't believe the lies of the boss wearing the tiger mask, but at least she didn't believe them completely. Would a sales agent choose someone who sells goods with his feet? But at least this tiger mask has some ideas. Although he doesn't have a good business sense, his business ideas are not bad at all.
"Of course. It's just across the street from the Donglaishun restaurant. I just ate there yesterday. The prices are very affordable."
Wang Qiye pointed at the restaurant where the luxurious set meal was only 50 spirit stones, laughed, and agreed. If they really tricked him into going to Tianxianglou for a meal, he would have no idea what the meal would be like.
"Humph, stingy guy, let's go."
Ningxia snorted coldly one last time and walked away.
"Miss Ning, see you tomorrow for the day trip."
Finally, this plague god was sent away. Watching her disappear in the crowd, Wang Qiye breathed a sigh of relief. Tomorrow, these three young ladies might not be able to hold on for even an hour and would just run away with their buckets.
Bai Mu had naturally heard their conversation, and he couldn't bear to watch any more, so he took out a mask and covered his face. "Some people can't poop, and they blame the pit for being too smelly."
Wang Qiye devoted himself to the business of selling street goods again. If someone came, he would go forward to greet them warmly. If no one came, he would take a nap leaning against the wooden wall. He felt so comfortable.
"How much is this, boss?"
A female foundation-building cultivator in pink clothes and skirt squatted down, picked up a storage bag from the stall, and looked at it carefully.
"Senior Sister Murong, it's you."
Wang Qiye was greatly surprised. If it weren't for the familiar pink dress, he would never have recognized her. Girls really change a lot when they grow up. After 7 years, she has become more and more beautiful. Even her temperament seems to have changed. She has a heroic air, but also a bit of a girl's temperament.
"You are……?"
Looking at this male Foundation Establishment cultivator wearing a tiger-head mask, Murong Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, thinking that he was another suitor.
"It's me, Wang Qiye!"
Wang Qiye then realized that he was still wearing a mask, and quickly took off the troublesome tiger-head mask, revealing an ordinary face that was only slightly better than an ordinary face.
"It's you, Wang Qiye. I just saw the sword behind you. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have recognized you. You've grown taller, and even your appearance has changed."
Seeing her old friend again, Murong Xiaoxiao smiled like a blooming jasmine flower.
Wang Qiye was stunned for a moment, until that beautiful pair of eyes rolled their eyes at him, and then he came to his senses.
"That's not as good as Senior Sister Murong. She was still as charming as ever. If it weren't for the familiar fragrance and the pink dress, I would never have dared to recognize Senior Sister. How many monks in Lingxi Valley must have been charmed by Senior Sister now? Qi Ye couldn't control himself after just one look at her."
Wang Qiye also smiled, feeling happy from the bottom of his heart. He did not expect to meet an old friend again at the Six Arts booth. He also made some jokes to cover up his embarrassment.
"Humph, you've grown up, and you've become quite courageous. You even dare to blaspheme your senior sister. Does that look good?"
Murong Xiaoxiao looked proud and had no intention of blaming him at all. She even deliberately puffed out her chest to show her most comprehensive side. She combed her hair in front of her chest with one hand, exuding a tenderness, but her eyes were as clear as water without any impurities.
"Good-looking, good-looking."
Wang Qiye glanced from top to bottom again and smiled foolishly.
"How come you have grown crooked? You were such a smart person back then."
Murong Xiaoxiao also looked over and saw through Wang Qiye.
"Ah, how are you injured? Let me take a look."
As she spoke, Murong Xiaoxiao dodged, jumped over the stall, came to Wang Qiye, grabbed one of his arms, and a strange spiritual power quickly flowed through her body.
"It's okay, Senior Sister. I'll just need another day of treatment tomorrow and then I can start practicing again."
A fragrant breeze blew over him, and feeling Murong Xiaoxiao's concerned gaze, Wang Qiye felt that he had not accomplished nothing in these years of traveling through time, and his heart felt warm.
"Fortunately, the root was not injured, so I am relieved. You should be more careful in the future."
The woman in pink clothes and skirt let go of Wang Qiye's arm, showing rare tenderness. She looked at him gently and blamed him for being so careless.
"Sister, are you going out shopping today? Feel free to take this storage bag. Your junior brother is considered a wealthy man now. He still has a hundred or so of these things."
Wang Qiye picked up the storage bag from the stall like he was presenting a treasure, held it in his palm, and showed it off to his senior sister.
"Well, you've grown taller and more capable. I took the wrong sword just now. I was going to take the sword next to it."
Murong Xiaoxiao did not answer it, but looked at him with relief. Time flies, and after the boy lost his youthfulness, she no longer recognized him.
"Sister, please don't try to trick me. If you don't accept me today, don't even think about recognizing me as your junior brother."
Wang Qiye pretended to be angry and turned his head away, but his heart was warmed. This Murong Xiaoxiao was really smart and had helped him a lot when he was pursuing Lan Lingxin. Now she was even thinking about saving a few spirit stones for him.
"Okay, then Senior Sister will accept it with reluctance. It would have been better if Junior Brother had been so strong at that time."
Murong Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him, took the storage bag from him, and watched the boy's head slowly lower. Only then did she realize that she had said the wrong thing because of her concern.