Feng Jun encountered this sale dispute, it was that the public said that the public was rational and that the public was rational.

But in all fairness, Feng Jun is a little bit less responsible. After all, he wants to buy Jiuhua Qiongzhi instead of Jiuhua Qiongzhi's flower pots.

It's like buying clothes in the world of earth. Under the light of the lights, the clothes are beautiful, but when you buy them back, you can't wear the smell.

You ca n’t blame the clothing store for not selling you the lights ... you bought clothes!

Similarly, Feng Jun bought Jiuhua Qiongzhi. He did n’t say he wanted to buy a flower pot. It ’s natural for the stall owner to change the flower pot. In fact, people poured out Ling Zhi and soil and put them in a plastic bag. .

In this matter, the stall owner must have made a slogan, waiting for others to pick up the leak, and then take the opportunity to sell it at a high price.

Others can say that he is treacherous, but he made reasonable use of the rules. After all, Fangshi does not recognize the behavior of "leak-picking".

You can also say that he is shameless, but ... who makes you think about picking up leaks first? Who told you not to buy flower pots?

If you do n’t want to take advantage of it, you wo n’t be taken advantage of. This is the so-called “blame”.

The behavior of the chunky stall owner is a bit rogue, but it is a fierce counterattack of the "improper behavior" of some customers.

The point is that he made a mistake, just some "inappropriate psychological hints", unlike Feng Jun, who just wanted to take advantage of nakedness, how will the managers of Fangshi see this problem, then it goes without saying-who Ever seen your elbow turn outward?

Huangfu gave a flawless cough. At this time, it is more appropriate for her to go out-Tiantong is in every square city and has a little influence.

Feng Jun did not look at her at all, but said lightly, "Speak, I have bought this flower pot."

"This flower pot is a magic weapon," the stall owner looked at him with the same idiot eyes, "I cultivate these spiritual plants, all rely on this flower pot ... how could it be sold?"

"Where is there something that is not for sale?" Feng Jun smiled proudly, but there was already anger burning faintly in his eyes, "It's still that sentence, this flower pot ... you open a price!"

"This flower pot ... fifty thousand spirits, no price," the chunky stall owner smiled and looked at him jokingly, "Do you have so many spirit stones?"

Feng Jun glanced at Huangfu's flawless eyes, and at that sight, he meant to borrow money from her.

But no one else knows, this is the secret code they agreed to.

"Cough," Huangfu coughed lightly, and said that it was my turn to play. "My friend, I'm asking an unrelated question first ... The cultivation of the nineth floor of Qi Refining, posing as the second floor, is very hard. Right? "

Suddenly the stall owner froze, and then looked at her, the corner of her mouth twitched, swallowed a spit, "I ... I was originally on the second floor of the dust, accidentally fell, and it will recover immediately."

"Oh," Huangfu nodded flawlessly, glanced at the flower pot again, and his eyes flashed, "You said this is a magic weapon?"

The chunky stall owner hesitated and nodded. "It is indeed a magic weapon. I rely on it to cultivate spiritual plants."

"There is no truth in the mouth," Huangfu said flawlessly, "Now, the thousand spirit stones have returned, and I don't think it happened."

The chunky stall owner was entangled. He was very clear that the flower pot was not a magic weapon, but that he spent money to ask his friend to "renovate" it.

Those spiritual plants were actually obtained by him by all means, planted in flower pots, and sold at high prices.

But his fundamental purpose was to sell flower pots at a high price, but he always sold Lingzhi at a high price, and he was very moist when he was a child ...

Many people were pitted by him, but how to say? Picking up leaks is not a serious business, and everyone also recognizes "willing to gamble and lose".

Your eyesight is strong, you will pick up the leak; your eyesight is poor, deserve to be eye-catching.

The children of the big family who are involved in this industry are actually quite many, but most people have lost their faces and have no face to find them-they can't afford to lose this person.

There are also some shameless people who want to get it back, but ... Is the repairer of the Real Estate Management Office furnished?

The cultivators of Management Office are all elected by various major forces. Individuals may have selfishness, but they are duty-bound to maintain the order of the market.

The stall owner was tangled, Feng Jun said aloud, "The flower pot is a magic instrument, 50,000 is it? I give it!"

"Don't mess around," Huangfu said flawlessly, "Remember, you are in the fall season, not the chaotic flower spirit stone!"

"He all said it was a magic weapon," Feng Jun gave her a dissatisfied glance. "I just looked at this flower pot and looked at it."

"Fake," Huangfu smiled flawlessly, and then looked at the chunky stall owner, "Come, you tell me, is this a magic weapon? Do you dare to say this again, this is a magic weapon, and I will invite the management staff now Come!"

On the head of the chunky stall owner, sweat dribbled down, he was not afraid of the other party "leaking the leak", but if people stared at his "counterfeit magic weapon", they could not pass the management office.

The cultivator of the management office will turn his elbows inwards, but first of all, he can't make a mistake, making fake sales is obviously contrary to the market order, and no matter how eccentric people are, he can't be right.

In particular, the other party is not a cultivator with no future. The big business giant of Tiantong Business League has good cooperative relations with various square cities. Previously, he could not be afraid of reasoning, but now it is different.

In fact, with the good cooperative relationship between Tiantong and Fangshi, he even suspected that he might be strictly punished, that is, seek a chase five-make fake sales and get a penalty of five!

Even if it's a little lighter, it may be trying to catch up with others.

He was seeking 50,000 spirit stones, at least a fine of 150,000 spirit stones!

So he can only retreat and ask for second place, "Well, I'll retreat you a thousand spirit stones, is it okay?"

Feng Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Don't even think about it, I will fix this flower pot."

"Please, you and I haven't done a deal with the flower pot yet," the chunky stall owner said aloud, "Sorry, I won't sell this flower pot!"

At this moment, Huangfu said flawlessly, "Feng Daoyou, this flower pot is a counterfeit weapon. I have a treasure trove, and many people in the market know that ... it is nothing more than a specious meteorite and gold. It is made of refined, and it is mixed with some Tianchen sand. "

The chunky stall owner didn't want to recognize it, but when he saw that Feng Jun was determined to buy it, he could only answer with a scalp, "This ... I'm not very aware of it. Since the Taoist has Jianbao eyes, or what she said is Really. "

"Or is it true?" The audience sneered, "You don't even know the famous Miss Huangfu's elder lady, you have to be blind? If there is no Jian Baoyan, can she be in charge of Tiantong?"

The face of the chunky stall owner became more and more ugly.

Huangfu Wufang once again persuaded Feng Jun, "Feng Daoyou, this so-called magic weapon is really not worth much spirit stones, it's okay to take back a thousand spirit stones."

This time, even the chunky stall owner couldn't help being grateful to her, and said that the female nun of the Huangfu family was really kind.

But Feng Jun shook his head, he was stubborn, "I think this flowerpot is very pleasing to the eye, I must buy it."

The stall owner stopped, he felt that Feng Jun was about to frame himself. The estimate of the picture was to seek one or three or even five.

He said with a black face, "Dao friends, trading is not benevolent and righteous, your Tiantong friends have made it very clear, you still insist on buying, did you deliberately order me?"

"You shut up!" Huangfu's flawless face sank, and he said coldly, "Feng Daoyou is a VIP of my family, I can give him advice, because you ... are not qualified to be treated by him!"

Then she turned her head to look at Feng Jun and suggested again, "This flower pot has no meaning at all, what do you buy it for?"

"I just like it," Feng Jun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I like it, there is no reason to speak, and ... I don't want others to be fooled again."

Huangfu turned his head flawlessly and looked at the stall owner again, "Do you understand what he said?"

Turned out to be a house of hate and black! The stall owner understands a little bit. After knowing that Feng Jun is a VIP of Tiantong, he is even more worried. "I said that I can refund the money. If the VIP is not satisfied, I wo n’t take it out of the flowerpot anymore. Right? "

"No," Feng Jun shook his head and said very simply, "I said, I'm going to set this flower pot ... you said, this flower pot is used to promote the planting of spirits."

Is this going to implement my sale? The chunky stall was in flames, and his neck was stubborn. "I am a fake. I was joking with you just now. Can I not sell it now?"

He simply lifted the table: OK, I can't afford you, I admit that this is a fake? Anyway, the trading of flower pots has not started yet, and it is not so easy for you to implement my charges.

His words just fell, and Huangfu Wuxie shouted, "Shut up for me! Feng Daoyou ... can you offend?"

The chunky stall owner was really wronged when he heard it, "I will not show up here anymore, OK? Obviously I haven't started trading! Even if it is a fake ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ he can't worry about penalizing me for 150,000 Spirit Stone. "

The onlookers next to them heard "150 thousand spirit stones" and couldn't help going back two steps. This amount was really shocking.

Feng Jun spoke loudly, "Who wants you 150,000 spirit stones? I just want that flower pot!"

"Okay, give the management office a little face," Huangfu flawlessly placated him, and then looked at the stall owner, "That's fine, just as he said, he bought the Qiongzhi and the flower pot for his thousand spirit stones."

"How is this possible?" The stall owner shouted loudly, "I just bought this flower pot and spent more than two thousand spirits ... I thought it was a magic instrument."

He co-operated, and he also squinted when he picked up the leak. When he saw this flower pot, he felt simple and heavy, a bit like a magic weapon, and the other party said it was a broken magic weapon.

After he bought it, he wanted to repair it, but was told that it was simply fake, and it seemed to be a mess. There were too many obvious mistakes.

He was distressed by these spirit stones he invested, but he knew that it was difficult to shoot. He simply asked people to transform the flower pots to be more real. By the way, they got old and came to Fangshi to cheat money.

But he felt painful, not just to cheat money by counterfeit goods, but to figure out the routine of the middle of the game-to sell Lingzhi at a high price, and to sell this fake magical tool in case of injustice. ...

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