Fire Monster

Chapter 8 A desperate move

"At this price - I won't sell it."

After a few thoughts in his mind, Zhao Guanshan gritted his teeth and took back all the practical materials.

And the unscrupulous boss continued to watch coldly, not seeming surprised at all.

"This is the market price, you can sell it if you want!"

Zhao Guanshan roughly understood that even if he went to other stores today, he would only get the same price.

Without saying anything more, he turned around and left without saying a word, like a naive boy who stubbornly believed that there was justice in the world.

As expected, he received an unnecessary sneer from the unscrupulous business owner. Such little bastards were commonplace.

Those who can sell practical materials must be liberal arts students of Taoist Academy, and they must be confident of getting full marks in the three-plus-one course, but so what?

Ha! I have ten perfect Qi Refining apprentices here.

The most important point is that the private sale of practical materials cannot be made public, so there is no risk at all in bullying such liberal arts students in the Taoist Academy.

Walking out of this workshop and shop, Zhao Guanshan still had a stubborn expression on his face, and walked into the second workshop and shop, and the third one without hesitation.

Even though you know what the outcome will be.

Walking down the street, I saw about twenty workshops and shops, and as expected, all of them offered the same price.

But Zhao Guanshan still insisted and refused to sell!

Of course, no one cared about his thoughts. He was not even worthy of being a comedian. The shop owners would not take this as a topic of conversation and would forget about it in a blink of an eye.

However, Zhao Guanshan still reaped huge rewards.

Because starting from the second workshop, he has been observing, memorizing and analyzing the operating models, production methods and specific business scope of these workshops and shops.

You may not be able to tell much from a single store, but if you look at all the twenty or so stores on this street, it would be enough to write a 3,000-word summary report.

Zhao Guanshan found a street corner that was out of the way and sat down. He looked around and quickly sorted out the relevant information in his mind.

"First of all, these shops are all repair workshops + retail business models. Their business scope mainly includes spiritual arrays, spiritual equipment, and spiritual weapons. Only one of them also sells potions."

"Secondly, the scale of these workshops and shops is similar. They have at least ten operating tables, and the most have fifteen. These operating tables are equivalent to lathes in the Xiuxian industry. They are important means of production for maintenance and production, and are also core heavy assets."

"Third, there are three identical rune seals engraved on the doors of these workshops and shops. One of them is the exclusive rune seal of the Demon Suppression Bureau. Although I don't recognize the remaining two, I can infer that they should be similar to the business licenses of industrial and commercial management on Earth."

"That is to say, doing business here requires the consent of three departments."

"As for the store that also sells medicine, there are four rune seals. Obviously, the Dao Palace's management in this area is very thorough and strict."

"Fourth, it's morning now. I walked around here and basically didn't see any customers coming in, but the operating tables in these workshops are basically running, which means that business is good."

"Fifth, based on the various items being repaired on these operating tables, there are only three spiritual arrays being repaired, and 45 psychic devices being repaired, all of which are small. The remaining more than 70% are all psychic weapons being repaired."

"So it is not ruled out that these workshops and shops have stable business partners, such as cooperation with the Demon Suppression Bureau, etc."

"However, it is also possible that there will be sporadic customers coming to the academy. Through the free repair service, the academy can attract enough psychic equipment and psychic weapons that need repair. There is no reason why there won't be some outside."

"But the disadvantage of the Taoist temple's free repairs is that the repair period is as long as ten days."

"If it is repaired in an outside workshop, well, based on the inventory of these workshops, if there is no other inventory, the fastest repair period should be about three days."

"So, now I just need to continue waiting until the cock crows, and then I will be able to confirm my guess."

"It doesn't even take that long. Those martial artists and martial artists' apprentices will take turns to rest on the Imperial Seal Great Wall every once in a while. As long as they are not dead, they will always come to repair their psychic weapons."

"Linjiang Prefecture is so large, there must be many places that can repair psychic weapons, but correspondingly, there will also be many martial artists and martial artist apprentices. In Linjiang Taoist Academy alone, nearly 5,000 martial artist apprentices graduate every year."

"Now there are more than 20 repair workshops on this street, which means that in this area, this place is very famous and has formed a large-scale, publicly recognized repair area. All I have to do is wait."

After the analysis, Zhao Guanshan stopped trying. Linjiang Prefecture was so big that there must be workshops and shops that didn't cheat people, but he didn't know where to find them. Time was running out, and he couldn't sell his batch of practical materials at a tenfold difference. That would not only insult his IQ, but also the original intention of the Taoist practice system, and even more so, knowledge.

He could have made better choices.

After a long wait,
The cock crowed three times again. Zhao Guanshan was already starving. Judging from the time, it should be four o'clock in the afternoon. If the cock crowed again, the school at the Taoist temple would be over.

Just then, he saw a target that fit his analytical profile.

This is a strong, tall and muscular man, about thirty years old, with a big beard and a fierce aura.

He walked over from the civilian area, carrying a huge package on his back. As he walked, he looked around vigilantly, but at the same time he looked nonchalant. He was trying to relax.

Very contradictory, but not contradictory.

Because he is a powerful and terrifying warrior.

He must have just returned from his rest period at the Imperial Seal Great Wall yesterday, and went home to spend a night with his wife and children. Only today did he have time to repair or maintain his psychic weapon.

Judging from the shape of the package he was carrying, it should be a folded psychic tower shield.

Although Zhao Guanshan had repaired and maintained this kind of psychic weapon in the Taoist temple, it was obviously not something he could repair at the moment. It was not that he didn't know how to do it, but that he lacked the relevant materials and operating table.

The psychic tower shield weighs five hundred kilograms and will not be easily damaged, but if it is damaged, it has to be put on the operating table. With Zhao Guanshan's small body, he cannot repair it with his bare hands.

But unexpectedly, he only took a few glances and immediately attracted the big man's attention.

He looked at him ferociously, but after seeing Zhao Guanshan's weak appearance, he smiled self-deprecatingly, then relaxed his guard and strode past.

Even though he was more than ten meters away, Zhao Guanshan felt as if a heavy tank was passing by him. This is power, representing the power of a martial artist.

It's a pity that he can only become an apprentice of a Qi Refiner.

Seeing that the big man didn't make any choice and went straight to the fourth workshop, Zhao Guanshan was thoughtful. He got another piece of information, that is, many martial artists have fixed repair workshops, so don't approach such targets.

He used to sell practical materials, but those unscrupulous business owners didn't take it seriously. However, if he dared to steal business from outside, he would most likely get into trouble.

So Zhao Guanshan immediately stood up, walked across the street, found a corner in the civilian area farther away, continued to observe, and continued to wait.

Soon, another family came out from the civilian area. They were a family of three. The man was obviously also a martial artist, and the woman was an apprentice of a Qigong practitioner. She was holding a baby in her arms, and was exactly qualified to take care of the child at home.

The family seemed to be enjoying this time very much and walked very slowly, but the man was also carrying a package on his back, and it was obvious that he was also going to repair his psychic weapon.

However, Zhao Guanshan had only taken a few glances when the man's sharp eyes immediately looked over at him, and everyone was extremely alert.

He could only smile awkwardly, with a trace of sadness in his heart. Once upon a time, his parents in this world must have been like this, coming here to repair psychic weapons on an afternoon off, holding him when he was still a baby.

Perhaps it was because he saw the sadness and loneliness on Zhao Guanshan's face, coupled with the fact that he was too thin and fragile, or of course it was more likely that he was in a good mood.

The man suddenly asked as he passed by with his wife and children.

"Boy, you are a student of the Taoist Academy. What level are you in the liberal arts department? What are you wandering around here for?"

Zhao Guanshan hastily cupped his hands, and said a little embarrassedly: "I am a ninth-level liberal arts student. I skipped classes today and wanted to come here to earn some extra money."

"Selling practical materials? Ha, you won't make much extra money."

The man immediately understood that this was not a secret at all.

But he does not discriminate, because here, those who can sell practical materials are good students with full marks. Because they are confident enough to pass the final examination, it is understandable for them to sell the practical materials assigned to them to supplement their family income. It's just that the unscrupulous businessmen are too evil and there is nothing they can do about it.

After a joke, the man smiled at his wife and continued walking forward. He was just asking casually. There were too many injustices in the world and he could only take care of his own family.

At this time, Zhao Guanshan hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said, "Senior, do you want to repair the Psychic Spear? I can repair it, at half the price, and I can fix it before dark."

(Thanks to Wuliangshan Dormitory Laowu, Zhibai, Cz Nanfang Liuxing and other book friends for their rewards and support, and also thank all book friends for their support and expectations. During the upload of the new book, due to various reasons, it is not appropriate to add more chapters, which can be left for the release.)
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