Jiro walked out of the elven shop and remembered that he still had a bunch of bee stingers in his backpack. He could only continue looking at the map and went to an elven item shop to sell them.
In the end, he earned another 308,000 yuan with these things. In addition to the 4.75 million yuan he had earned from selling sprites just now.
Also, the money he stole from that kid. Although they had used some midway, they still had 56,000 yuan left. Therefore, the total assets of Jiro's group now reached 5.114 million yuan.
This bit of money was nothing to the former rich young master Jiro.
However, Musashi, who had lived a hard life since he was young, had never seen so much money. He was truly shocked, and so was Meowmeow.
Jiro looked into their eyes. Why did he feel that there seemed to be $in their eyes?
"Hey! What happened to your eyes?" Jiro asked doubtfully.
"It's nothing! Kojiro, what do you plan to do with this huge sum of money?”Musashi whispered happily.
"What? This was also called a huge sum of money. It'll be used up soon." Jiro waved his hand and said calmly.
"Is that so?"
Jiro's words were like a thorn that deeply pierced Musashi's sore spot. She remembered her past.
Under the mask, Jiro did not know that he had just injured Musashi, and his next words had encouraged her.
"That's right! Think about it, if you become a top-notch coordination trainer (superstar) in the future, the money you earn will definitely be hundreds or even thousands of times more than this. So you have to believe in yourself.
" However, it's better not to talk here.”
Jiro realized that some people were already looking at him.
Musashi also realized that this was not a good place to talk, so he immediately shut his mouth. However, he was still thinking about what Jiro had just said."Yes! My youth has never passed away. Top coordination trainer, here I come!”
Jiro took the two of them and left quickly, ignoring the gazes of these people. After that, they arrived at the black market after walking for five to six minutes. It was the Free Trade Market. It could be said that this was the noisiest place in the black market.
The Free Trade Market was really big, and all kinds of strange things were sold. Jiro walked for more than ten minutes with Musashi and Meow Meow.
Jiro had also gained something along the way. Just now, he had bought an Unchanging Stone from an ignorant stall owner for 10,000 yuan, which was originally only 100,000 yuan.
When Jiro left, the stall owner smiled faintly, thinking that he was a hunter. Little did he know that he was the one who was slaughtered.
"Hmph, a fool who doesn't know what's good for him! But that's good too. Otherwise, how could I pick up the leftovers?”
Jiro smiled contemptuously under the mask and continued to search the stalls in the market.
All of a sudden, he used his golden finger to look at a stall and saw a precious item…
"Yes! This…this!
[Special Item: Ancient Violent Carp Dragon Horn]
[Effect: When the King Carp evolves again, it can evolve back into an ancient Violent Carp Dragon and learn some dragon skills such as Reverse Scale.] Only the King Carp with the lowest green aptitude could use it. Otherwise, the sprite would not be able to withstand it and self-destruct. After using it, the King Carp can evolve into an ancient Violent Carp Dragon, and its aptitude will be greatly improved!
[Usage: When the King Carp evolves and begins to emit a dazzling white light, quickly place it on its body or wear it until it evolves.]
[Description: A dragon horn that fell from the head of a Heavenly King-tier Tyrant Carp Dragon after its death. It contains extremely pure dragon energy and was once the supreme treasure of the ancient carp king family.]
"F * ck!"
However, Jiro was uncultured and could walk the world with a single sentence!
Jiro's eyes were wide open. If he wasn't wearing a mask, his expression would have been very funny.
After saying that, he pretended to walk leisurely to the stall and began to look at the other items of the stall owner casually. The stall owner was basically selling poison-type sprite items.
For example, Jiro had just sold the Bee Stinger, the venomous fangs, snake skin, and poisonous gas of the Elite Abba Monster.
"Friend, come, what do you think of my elven props?" The quality was guaranteed! Look at the fangs and snakeskin of this Elite Abbot! They were all treasures to the Poison Spirit!”
Jiro had only been looking at it for a while when the middle-aged man's stall owner struck while the iron was hot and began to promote it to Jiro.
This person is a profiteer who specializes in deceiving people like you who don't know the value of goods. Come to my side! Look at my stinky black mud and the feathers of an elite condor…"
The middle-aged man beside him also started shouting at Jiro.
"Go away, don't snatch my business. Your things are obviously money-losing goods. The friend who came to my stall is obviously a discerning expert. He definitely knows the good things here!”
The middle-aged man scolded the uncle beside him and even flattered Jiro.
Jiro did not want to listen to these boring words and began to ask about the price of some things.
"Stall owner, may I know how much you're selling the fangs, snakeskin, and poisonous gas for?"”
These things were very important to Jiro and the other two, as well as to the almost-evolving Saber Snake and the gas bomb.
When the middle-aged man heard that this customer wanted to buy so many things from him, his face was as bright as a chrysanthemum. He rubbed his hands and said,"Ah! Not much, not much! Poison Fang, Snake Skin, 1.15 million, Poison Gas, 550,000. That was a total of 1.7 million.”
"What?" So expensive!"
Upon hearing such a high price, Musashi suddenly stood up and wanted to pull Jiro away. Jiro also cooperated with Musashi in order to bargain better…
"Sigh, don't! Don't! This friend's price is negotiable! Don't go! The middle-aged man was a little flustered when he saw that such a big business deal was about to fall through…
After a round of intense bargaining, the middle-aged man finally set the price at 1.2 million.
However, when he was about to pay, Jiro picked up the horn that looked like a rock and looked at it carefully."How much is this stall owner selling it for?"
"This!"
The middle-aged man wanted to make the payment as soon as possible, but when he saw the customer holding it, he picked it up on the way back and was about to take it home to use as a rock to press the pickled vegetables. He smiled, but he still had a serious expression on his face. He was seriously spouting nonsense, saying that this rock had a great origin…
But since you bought so many things from my stall, I'll give them to you for free. I hope you can continue to visit this stall next time.”
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