Martial arts master: My aptitude depends entirely on the pile of exercises

Feng Tianbao smiled, reached out and said:

"Brother Yang, don't worry. The price is negotiable. I am next to Zhenbao Pavilion. Why don't you go upstairs and have a cup of hot tea?"

Yang Can had no choice but to follow the other party and leave.

At this time, Song Di hastily moved to his brother's ear and whispered:

"Brother, you are crazy, this is Brother Yang's product, how could you let an outsider..."

Song Tian stared and cursed:

"You know what a fart, that's Brother Yang!"

"what!"

Song Di was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood that it must be the bone-changing skill from last time!

He is not a stranger like his elder brother Song Tian. He has special abilities and can smell it directly...

The third floor of the Treasure Hall.

Yang Can took his seat leisurely and went straight to the topic:

"Make an offer."

"Well, three thousand copies are a bit more expensive." The shopkeeper Wu Kui thought for a while and suggested:

"Why don't you just follow what you said before, 600 taels for a copy. In addition, every time I sell a copy, I will give you a 31/[-] commission for ten years. The premise is that you will not Give these [-] exercises to the second family."

To be honest, the price is acceptable, but Yang Can just smiled, and immediately picked up the cup, only drinking tea and not talking.

Wu Kui glanced at Dong's family, and smiled again:

"Brother Yang disagrees? If you have any opinions, you can discuss them!"

"There's no need to talk." Yang Can put down his teacup and stated his condition:

"To tell you the truth, I am short of money, ten years is too long and I can't wait, not to mention the achievements, the price is 3000 taels a copy, and I can guarantee that I will not sell these 31 exercises to the second family. "

Wu Kui and Feng Tianbao looked at each other.

A book of three thousand is almost 10 taels!Although it is a buyout, the price is not low.

Cultivation techniques are too risky, and competitors will definitely buy them as soon as possible to imitate them, and then use the low price to seize the market, unless you find Feihunzong to come forward, but this is another expense...

Moreover, they are not the big chamber of commerce that sells a lot, and they put out [-] yuan at once, and when the exercises are sold one by one, they don't know how long it will take to get the funds back...

Feng Tianbao and Wu Kui were thinking about the pros and cons, and neither of them was in a hurry to speak.

"Think carefully, both of you. If you decide to buy it, you can go to the Song family brothers. Besides, your family is not the only one in Wanliu City who wants to do this business."

Yang Can, who didn't want to wait any longer, saw that the tea in his cup was exhausted, so he dropped this sentence and left voluntarily.

Feng Tianbao sent someone to see him off, then frowned for a while and asked:

"Wu Kui, what do you think of this deal?"

The shopkeeper Wu Kui shook his head and said:

"10 taels is a bit expensive. We are not those big chambers of commerce. We have limited financial resources. We have to spend so much liquidity at one time. We want to pay back at least seven or eight years, but for such a long time..."

"Yes, you are right." Feng Tianbao nodded silently, he also felt the same way,

"In my opinion, since these exercises are guaranteed by the Feihun Sect, they must be related to it. It is estimated that some elders sold them privately, and that person is just a disciple acting on their behalf."

Wu Kui was startled:

"You mean that this person may increase the price temporarily? Then why don't we just bypass him and find a deal with the Flying Hunting Sect?"

"That's right." Feng Tianbao nodded. He still likes to go straight to the business of buying and selling. There are many middlemen, which is troublesome.

He continued:

"By relying on our previous cooperative relationship, we may discuss it one or two times, and maybe it will be cheaper."

"You are right, I will go to Feihunzong to ask now!"

Wu Kui was also a man of action, so he got up and left immediately.

……

at this time.

The alley next to Zhenbaotang.

A burly middle-aged man with a height of 1.9 meters, dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, walked to the money stall of the Song Brothers.

Seeing that the exercises had been put away, he couldn't help but raise his hand and forcibly took two books of exercises from the bag in Song Di's hand to watch.

"what are you doing!"

Song Di refused to accept it, and wanted to grab it back, but the middle-aged man pinched his throat with one hand and pressed him against the wall.

This person looked at the exercises leisurely, then looked down at him from a high position and smiled:

"Yes, there are indeed people who improve the exercises, but that person will definitely not be you, am I right?"

A trace of blood dripped from the corner of Song Di's mouth, and he stared fiercely at the other party without saying a word.

"It's time to try it out."

At this time, a rough voice suddenly sounded along with the gust of wind!

A brash man with a full beard appeared in front of the middle-aged Ding Wei at some point, and his big black-haired hands grabbed his head violently.

Ding Wei reacted very quickly, and turned his head to avoid it, but saw the big hand suddenly change direction and press on his shoulder.

His shoulders were slightly heavy, and his strength was bursting out, trying to shake it away.

And that brazen man seemed to have expected it, and at the same time he retracted his strength, he stretched out his hand, and changed his position again to pat him on the chest.

Hearing the sudden sound of breaking wind, Ding Wei raised his brows slightly, knowing that he had encountered a master, he had no choice but to retract the hand that suppressed Song Di to defend himself.

clap clap!

With their hands interlaced, the middle-aged Ding Wei and the reckless Yang Can each took a step back.

The exercise in Ding Wei's hands has changed hands, and a red mark was left on Yang Can's arm.

Ding Wei touched the small hole in the clothes on his shoulder, which was the mark left when Yang Can pressed his big hand on it just now, and chuckled lightly:

"Third grade? Oh, I was careless. It seems that you should be the one who wrote this exercise?"

Yang Can handed the exercises back to the Song brothers, without raising his head, he said:

"This is not a divination booth, and I'm not responsible for answering questions, please."

"Ha ha."

The middle-aged man chuckled, and slowly held out a bank note between his two fingers:

"3 taels, I want all the cheats here, and you...

Yang Can shook his head, looked at Song's injury and interrupted:

"Not enough. The outright price is [-] a copy. In addition, you hurt my people, and each copy will add another [-]."

Ding Wei's hand holding the bank note paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a dangerous light.

Yang Can just stared at the other party without fear, with a hook on the corner of his mouth:

"I don't like people looking at me like this. If you want to buy it, add another five hundred for each copy."

That's what buying and selling is all about.

Especially for this kind of exclusive monopoly, it doesn't depend on how much money your buyer has, but how much money my seller wants.

If you can't agree on an agreement, then pull it down.

Yang Can is not short of people to buy, the Treasure Hall next door is still considering it, not to mention that it is really impossible, he will sell it to the Zongmen at a discount, and it is just to make less money.

"Heh, according to what you said, bring the exercises and follow me to get the money. Besides, after the matter is completed, I don't want to see these exercises appear in other places."

Ding Wei chuckled, nodded in agreement, and turned to leave.

"Good to say."

Yang Can took the bag of exercises from the Song brothers, Song Di wiped away the blood that was still flowing from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly stepped forward to remind him:

"Brother Yang, this person's strength is not bad, he is not a good stubble, you just follow..."

"It's okay, I have my own plan."

Yang Can waved his hand to signal the two to stay here, and then left with that person.

The two of them didn't speak, the middle-aged man Ding Wei led the way, and Yang Can silently followed behind...

After a while, the young man in brocade clothes came back as expected, and he brought many people with him. One of them was an old man who was full of energy and straightened his back. He was not weak at first glance.

"Then who, where's your technique?" The young man's face flushed, obviously coming in a hurry.

Song Tian replied: "It was bought away."

"What? Who bought it? Where did it go?"

Song Di pointed in a direction and said:

"A middle-aged man in a luxurious brocade robe. He is extremely tall and not weak. He has long hair and looks very burly."

"Ding Wei!" The boy and the old man exclaimed at the same time.

"Oops! That guy is short-sighted. He used to rely on his cultivation as a third-rank martial artist, and he has always been unruly in business! A few days ago, he broke through to the second rank, and he became even more unscrupulous. This time, don't ruin our chamber of commerce! "

"Go, catch up and have a look!"

The two immediately chased after them with a group of people...

At this moment, after following Ding Wei's turns and turns, Yang Can came to a deserted alley.

Ding Wei stopped in front of him.

"You live here?" Yang Can smiled playfully.

"3 taels, keep the exercises, you can go."

Ding Wei said lightly, and then raised his hand slightly, the bank note flew out of his hand just now, and flew unsteadily to Yang Can's feet.

Yang Can lowered his head and took a look, then smiled lightly and said:

"I told you, 3 taels is not enough."

Ding Wei still stood where he was, with his back turned to him and said with a smile:

"Don't be greedy in life. A mere third-rank martial artist should learn to be content. Thirty thousand taels is enough. No matter how much money you have, I'm afraid you'll have your life to take it, but you won't have your life to spend it."

"Your Excellency is an outsider? I don't know if this is the territory of the Feihun Sect?" Yang Can also smiled, and first mentioned the name of the sect.

However, Ding Wei didn't buy it, and said in a disdainful tone:

"What is the flying hunting sect? I have only heard of the Sanhe sect."

The Donglai Chamber of Commerce he was in was huge, and a mere Flying Hunting Sect really didn't take it seriously.

"Then I'm sorry, I won't sell this exercise." Yang Can shrugged with a relaxed expression.

"Not for sale?"

Ding Wei turned around suddenly, loosened his collar with one hand, and walked slowly.

His tall and burly figure carried a great sense of oppression, like a mountain rolling over!

Finally, standing still in front of Yang Can, condescending, with a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth:

"It's fine if you don't sell it, and save 3 taels." While speaking, he raised his right fist without warning, and suddenly slammed into Yang Can's face surrounded by a blue aura!

"In this case, you can give me these exercises for nothing! Haha!"

The fight in front of the Song's stall had already allowed him to figure out Yang Can's strength.

For Ding Wei, who had already stepped into a second-rank warrior, killing a mere third-rank warrior was as simple as crushing an ant.

Snapped!

However, something unexpected happened to him.

The reckless man in front of him actually caught his full blow with only one hand!

What surprised him even more was that the opponent's figure suddenly grew taller, and his whole body began to swell!