Joyner's heart was shocked, these goods were actually worth 800 rupees!

It seems that the thug Lao Bai only knows that this batch of snake meat is very precious, but he doesn't understand the market at all. Now the price given by the boss is three or four times higher than what Lao Bai estimated. After Joyna summed it up, I am afraid that the butcher shop owner is not telling the truth, and the price of snake meat must be more than that.

In fact, Joyna didn't know that the price of these goods should actually be more than two thousand, or even higher.

Georgina, however, was impatient to wait; she had lingered so long in this place that she must be noticed. And 800 yuan is considered a big fortune in Hidden Sandcastle. After all, she had already learned about the prices in the previous market, and a few rupees were enough to exchange for a large basket of food.

Joyner didn't even think about it, and asked directly, "Then how much cash do you have on hand now?"

"Well... in cash..."

The boss looked aggrieved, and said teasingly, "The cash on hand may add up to six or seven hundred. But if you can give me two days... Ah, no, one day! No, no, half a day! As long as In half a day, I will definitely find a way to get it all together..."

"Six or seven hundred?" Joyner hesitated with lowered eyes.

Seeing the change in her face, the boss suddenly thought of something, hurriedly lowered his head, took off the gold ring on his right index finger, and said, "This ring is made of pure gold, and it should be worth one hundred and eighty rupees, plus cash should be about the same." gone."

gold ring?

Joyner carefully looked at the ring on his hand, and it was indeed shining golden. The other rings on the boss's hand were far less lustrous than this one, and it seemed that he was willing to spend the money.

Joyner only wanted cash now, and this gold ring had to be cashed out, which was too troublesome, and it would be even more uneconomical if something happened in the middle.

"Okay, put away the ring, you don't have to collect it anymore." Joyner said calmly.

"What? You..."

The boss thought that the other party had changed his mind, but before he finished speaking, he saw Joyner stretch out her hand and said, "Okay, just take this money, take it all, this thing belongs to you."

"Are you serious?" The boss opened his mouth in surprise, looked at Joyner, and asked again as if he couldn't believe it.

"Of course it's true. Before I regret it, give me the cash as soon as possible. I still have important things to do."

"Okay, you wait, you must wait for me, I will take the money." The boss was ecstatic in his heart, he kept shouting vague words, without looking back, he hurriedly ran to the back room of the shop.

The little guy on the side immediately stood there dumbfounded, and was also shocked.

He knew that the boss was backed by gang forces, but he had never seen such a flustered reaction from the boss. On weekdays, he saw a lot of customers who sold sheep and pigs.

Of course, he has never seen such a bold customer as Joyner, not to mention selling things cheaply, even a free gold ring is not rare, and it is the first time he has seen a waiter so big.

And in the eyes of the boss, Joyner is definitely not an ordinary person.

Although this person looked poor in his attire, he acted secretly and generously. He was probably an extremely powerful wilderness hunter. What surprised him even more was that this person's luck was not so good, and he was able to hunt and kill this precious mutated serpent, which is impossible for ordinary people to do.

The boss rummaged through the box and took out the cash, and came back after a while, and handed the money to Joyner respectfully.

"Here is seven hundred and sixty rupees, I wonder if you are satisfied?" The boss said with a smile on his face.

"Very well, I am very satisfied with the business with you." Joyner nodded.

"No, no, no, no, it's my honor to do business with you!" The boss looked flattered, but his face was full of excitement.

Because of this batch of goods, he will become rich overnight.

"I still have some stock in stock, and I will come to you later." When the money was settled, Joyner took the money and put it in her pocket without counting it.

"Thank you very much, you are really my nobleman!"

Georgina turned and left, thinking about what to buy with the money.

Food and water are certainly essential, but that doesn't cost much. Maybe she should go and inquire to see if there is any rentable place in the city that can properly settle the refugees. Or use the money to buy some small local gangs and let them find ways to cover these people.

But soon, the latter plan was completely abandoned by her.

Joyner shook her head, realizing that this approach was tantamount to sending sheep to the tiger's mouth, and pushing those refugees into the fire pit. If so, what is the difference between herself and those sand bandits?

"Please, please wait!"

Just as Joyner was thinking and leading Harris across the threshold, she was suddenly stopped by the boss behind her.

"What's wrong?" Joyner stopped in her tracks, her face changing slightly.

"Oh, it's nothing. I just wanted to ask you, is that bag on your back made of snakeskin?"

"This one? Yes, it's made of snakeskin." Joyner glanced at her back pocket, suddenly remembered something, and turned around, "Why are you asking this?"

The moment she turned around, a corner of the cloak suddenly slipped off, revealing her long fiery red hair.

Joyner's face, which had been hidden under the hood of the cloak, was now fully exposed. But she immediately raised her hair calmly and stuffed it back into the hood, covering most of her face, pretending to be okay.

"Uh, that thing...can you buy it for me too?"

The boss was obviously taken aback when he saw that Joyner was a woman. However, he was considered well-informed, and immediately restrained his surprised expression and asked.

"No, this is not for sale." Joyner shook her head decisively.

"Hey, it's a pity, it's really a good piece of leather." The boss sighed ~lightnovelpub.net~ and said with a little regret, "I know a highly skilled cobbler, if you can sell it to me, then But that would be great."

cobbler?

Joyner's thoughts moved, she just wanted to find a craftsman who sewed clothes, and made this extremely defensive snakeskin into a cloak, or an outer armor worn on her body. In such a doomsday world, things that can protect oneself are really good things, especially for a person like her with blood on her hands.

So Joyner said, "Well, why don't you tell me where the cobbler lives, and next time I come to sell goods to you, I can pay you half the price."

"Why, what money are you talking about, vulgar! But thank you so much..."

The boss thanked him hurriedly, smiling like a flower, showing two gold teeth, and quickly told Joyner where the cobbler was.

"Thank you. I'll visit him when I'm free."

After finishing speaking, Joyner walked out of the butcher shop without looking back, and strode towards the address given by the boss.

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