Chapter 223
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A trace of confusion flashed through Schilling's Shadow's eyes. He looked at the master, who was also sighing.
The master nodded at him. "Miss, if you're from Bei 'an City, you should know that Doctor He is the only alchemist in Bei' an City. Even though he's only a rank 4 alchemist, there's no way a single alchemist like him can handle the amount of pills we need in such a big city. Not to mention, Doctor He has a very strange temper. When he's in a bad mood, even if there's a mountain of gold in front of him, he won't change his expression. If he says he won't refine pills, then he won't refine pills … Because of this, our auction house naturally has to send people to other cities to purchase pills."
Schilling's Shadow nodded. He knew that the master was telling the truth.
There were tens of thousands of cultivators in Bei 'an City, but there was only one alchemist. It was true that the supply couldn't meet the demand.
"After a few years of operation, the auction house's accounts were still okay. But recently, a powerful force appeared out of nowhere and forcibly cut off our relationship with the sellers, forcing us to look for other partners. As a result, the doors of the auction house were once again opened to the public … I don't know how this news spread to the outside of the city, but recently, there's always a bunch of fake sellers causing trouble in the auction house. It's really messy."
"That's the whole story from beginning to end. Please don't be angry, miss. Just hand these pills over to our auction house." After saying so much, the ultimate goal was still the bottle of pills in Xi Nuoying's hands.
Just now, when the Great Master was evaluating, he had counted clearly that there were three pills in there!
A rank 4 pill. If it was taken out for auction, it would definitely fetch a good price.
Schilling's Shadow nodded slightly. He wasn't very interested in these kinds of business calculations. After all, it was always the same no matter what era it was. The strong stayed, and the weak left … It was very simple and straightforward.
"Since there's a reason for this, then I won't blame you too much. Just help me sell this bottle of pills. I want the gold coins tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" The Grandmaster and Gu Tao looked at each other. In the end, Gu Tao stepped forward and said, "Miss, this fourth-grade pill is worth a lot. If it was left for two more days to whet the appetite of those people, the price could increase by several times …"
Schilling's Shadow frowned. "But I'm in urgent need of gold coins. I can't wait that long."
"How about this?" Gu Tao revealed a fawning smile as he carefully entertained the white-veiled girl in front of him, "How many gold coins do you need? We will first pay you in advance, and after the pills are sold, we will settle the accounts together. What do you think?"
Schilling's Shadow pondered for two seconds before nodding calmly. "That seems to be the only way."
Hearing this, the master and Gu Tao both heaved a sigh of relief.
After preparing the gold coins, Gu Tao very straightforwardly handed them over to Schilling's Shadow. "Miss, you can come back in five days to take the rest of the gold coins."
Not long after, the group of angry burly men who were about to throw Schilling's Shadow out of the auction house with their clubs stared blankly as the master and Gu Tao personally escorted Schilling's Shadow out …
After leaving the auction house, Schilling's Shadow weighed the gold coins in his hand. He didn't expect to get the gold coins so quickly … He might as well go straight to the Mystic Iron Association and get the Mystic Iron Ruler.
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