A retired swordsman who opened a shop in the end [Quick Transmigration]

Isn't that shop... the Devil's Lair of Desire?

Under the surprised gaze of the shop assistant, Bai Qingxian returned to the shop halfway, walked to the fourth shelf, picked up a flute placed on it, and pushed the door away.But this time, Bai Qingxian chose another road, and went to the section with traffic lights before crossing the road and walking towards No. 88 Tianjie.

Since Lingdu has been instilled with so many weird impressions about No. 88 Tianjie, Bai Qingxian must maintain his tall image in the minds of the small employees.

The flute in Bai Qingxian's hand was sorted by Ling Du on the innermost shelf. Maybe the young man subconsciously felt that it was difficult to sell it?

As far as the things in the Xiaoxian Inn are concerned, the appearance of this flute is the most bluffing, and there is only one such piece, which is not a mass-produced work.But to Bai Qingxian, the value of this flute is really nothing in the store. It is also one of the mass-produced works of ordinary people. It is not because it was born in the world of self-cultivation, so it has absorbed some vitality from the material to the production. .

The power contained in the flute is probably similar to the bead that Bai Qingxian traded to No. 88 Fuqing Road before.

"welcome."

The internal layout of No. 88 Tianjie is almost the same as that of No. 88 Fuqing Road. In Bai Qingxian's eyes, it lacks creativity.However, unlike No. 88 Fuqing Road, just as Bai Qingxian walked into the store door, the male assistant in a suit had already come out from the inner room.

Thinking about it carefully, Bai Qingxian even felt that this male assistant was somewhat similar to the manager of No. 88 Fuqing Road—or the boss. At first glance, it was only the similar body shape but different facial features. But if you compare carefully, you will find that Even the facial features have subtle similarities.

I don't know if the female manager in the exchange has some similarities with the female assistant at No. 88 Fuqing Road?

Like... mass-produced dolls?

"It's you?" The male assistant in a suit was a little surprised when he saw Bai Qingxian. He thought that the owner of the grocery store was a tough nut to crack, and it was impossible for him to enter the exchange for trading.

But I didn't expect that in less than half a day, the boss had already walked into No. 88 Tianjie.

"I didn't expect to meet so soon." Bai Qingxian held the flute and walked inside familiarly, "This time, I want to discuss a transaction with your exchange. Can I talk inside?"

"Of course." The male assistant didn't reject the deal like the gambler before, and naturally led Bai Qingxian into the inner room.Perhaps in the eyes of No. 88 Tianjie, Bai Qingxian is really a potential guest.

But it's a pity that no one can afford what Bai Qingxian really wants.

Bai Qingxian maintained the smile on his face, tried not to think about things that had no clue and would only increase troubles, and told himself that although the convenience store in front of him... no, the exchange is not particularly useful, but it is enough for daily life. What is promised is enough.

"I knew we would meet soon, but I didn't expect it to be so soon." In front of the female manager was a book that looked like an ancient book. Coupled with the Chinese-style atmosphere of the entire study, it really created a mysterious and professional impression.

When looking at Bai Qingxian, the female manager still had complacency and determination in her eyes. She might feel that although Bai Qingxian was difficult to communicate with, her body was honestly in the hands of the exchange.

"Let me introduce formally. I am He Bi, the manager of No. 88 Tianjie." The female manager pointed to the assistant next to her, "This is my assistant Wu Nai."

Why bother?

have no choice?

Although Bai Qingxian had a smile on his face, he didn't intend to introduce himself.

"Let's talk about the transaction directly." Bai Qingxian chose to sit down opposite Ms. He Bi this time, and then lightly placed the flute in his hand on the desk, "This flute is a treasure passed down from my family. I hope it will be beneficial to the exchange. value."

Like the boss at No. 88 Fuqing Road before, He Bi put his hands on the flute, and said with satisfaction after two or three seconds: "The quality itself is average, but this flute does have something special, it is indeed very good. Valuable family heirloom, but definitely not enough if the guest insists on resurrecting someone."

"At least," He Bi got up from behind the desk, leaned over the desk to look at Bai Qingxian, "and add the guest's soul."

Speaking of which, He Bi came out from behind the desk again: "Actually, even if the guest's soul is added, it is still a little short of the price of resurrecting a person, but I rarely have a man I like, and the guest is one of them. We will definitely give customers a satisfactory discount.”

"I don't know how I got Boss He's favor?" Bai Qingxian was really curious about this.

Before the homeland collapsed, Bai Qingxian was a very popular "Bai Jianxian" in the eyes of those female cultivators and even some male cultivators, but in Bai Qingxian's view, it was only because his strength was strong enough that he became the one who was needed in the eyes of others. It's just a strong person who is close.

Now he is just running an ordinary grocery store, pretending to be an ordinary grocery store owner, even in the eyes of some people, his temper is not so good, it seems that it is not enough to attract anyone's attention.

"Of course it's...the face." The female manager said it very bluntly.

It was beyond Bai Qingxian's expectation. For people in this world, is face more important than strength?

"So, is the customer going to trade with his own soul?" He Bi just stared at Bai Qingxian's face, "If it's a customer, your soul must have a very beautiful color."

"Soul...does it really have color?" Bai Qingxian asked He Bi back.

The sudden question made He Bi stunned for a moment.

"Sorry, I just came here today to trade this flute for something else." Bai Qingxian was fed up with the mysteries of these puppets, and brought the conversation back to the topic, "As you two have seen, my store There is a third-year student who is going to take the exam next year, but for some reason is studying by himself."

"..." What Bai Qingxian said clearly confused the two people in the exchange.

"So I just want to ask if there are any preview materials, self-study materials and review materials suitable for all subjects in the third grade? I want as much as I can. I believe this flute is enough as a price." In fact, Bai Qingxian didn't He knew how much this kind of flute was worth, but he knew that he must have confidence in the chips he held in the process of doing business.

"Learning...materials?" He Bi's expression turned ugly instantly, "If customers have such needs, any bookstore can satisfy them, so you don't need to come to No. 88 Tianjie, right?"

It was not the first time Bai Qingxian had seen the expressions on the faces of He Bi and that male assistant Wu Nai.

If he had spare money to buy books, Bai Qingxian would not directly regard the exchange as a convenience store.In addition, Bai Qingxian didn't know much about mathematics, physics and chemistry in this world, so even if he walked into the bookstore, he was just watching the excitement, and it was impossible to find books that would be helpful to Ling Du.

Compared with other stores, the transaction with the exchange does not require cash, but also allows the other party to deliver the goods to the door. Why not do it?

Bai Qingxian even felt that after the oil and salt in the store ran out, he could consider buying some at the exchange.In this way, he doesn't have to worry that there will be no oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the next world.

"Isn't it possible?"

"Of course." The female administrator looked at Bai Qingxian's face, gritted her teeth and nodded, "But we need time to prepare. After the preparation, I will send Wu Nai to the opposite side."

"As expected of an exchange, you can easily do things that I can't." Bai Qingxian praised sincerely.

However, just when Bai Qingxian thought the transaction was over, He Bi who was sitting opposite continued to say: "I'm sorry that we can't complete the transaction with the customer immediately. Prepare another gift for the children here."

He Bi also just looked at Wu Nai, and the male assistant came out of the inner room with a tacit understanding just like the female assistant at No. 88 Fuqing Road.When Wu Nai returned to the inner room, he was holding a white box in his hand.

"If you have this, it's okay for the learning materials to arrive late." The female administrator still stared at Bai Qingxian's face, as if it was some delicious food, "Meeting such a caring boss, even I want to change jobs and work opposite gone."

Bai Qingxian seemed to have seen the same product when he went to the hypermarket to buy a rice cooker in the morning. It seemed to be a well-known tablet computer?

Bai Qingxian knows about things like tablet computers, but he has never really touched them. After all, the last world he settled in was a post-apocalyptic world where he had been fighting zombies for nearly a hundred years. The development of the technology tree has been different from the current world. up.

Although there were unexpected gains, Bai Qingxian still maintained a consistent smile: "I didn't expect that a family heirloom can only be exchanged for such a cheap thing."

"After all, only our exchange can appreciate the special features of that flute." He Bi was also smiling like a flower, as if he was competing with Boss Bai on the opposite side to see who had the perfect smile, "Customer, is the deal?"

"Deal." Bai Qingxian took the "gift" from the other party, "But I have a small additional condition."

"Please say."

"Can I borrow the wireless network password of your exchange?" Bai Qingxian asked with a smile.

"..."

Just when Bai Qingxian was about to leave contentedly, that Ms. He Bi suddenly stopped him: "Guest, if that kid in your store wants to make a deal, the Exchange will definitely give you a good discount."

"He doesn't need it, and please don't bother him any more." When Bai Qingxian looked back at the female administrator, there was no smile on her face, "Something will happen."

"It's really a strict guest." Ms. He Bi began to habitually fiddle with the fragrant wooden fan in her hand, "What is an accident?"

"Maybe it's the end of the world." The tone was obviously joking, but Bai Qingxian's sudden smile was terribly bright.But before the two people in the exchange came back to their senses, he had already pushed the door and left.

When the door was closed, the fragrant wood folding fan in the female administrator's hand instantly fell apart and fell to the ground into a pile of rubbish.

"Boss, does the master really want us to collect more souls?" The male assistant waited for Bai Qingxian to leave before asking He Bi beside him.

"Do we have the right to resist?" The female administrator showed a self-deprecating smile, "It would be great if there is really an end to the world."