Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 97 The Real Price
Hearing the number the other party said, Jiang Cheng took a breath of cold air, then smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Shi, you think too highly of me. One hundred thousand yuan, even if you sell me, I can't afford that much."

All in all, he still had a little over 30,000 yuan.

Even if we take out all of them, there is still more than half left.

Shi Yan had expected this, and said calmly, "Xiao Cheng, I didn't ask you to take out the money all at once. You can pay me in installments, 5,000 per month will be fine."

He had inquired repeatedly before coming, and even went to the streets to calculate Jiangcheng's profits.

According to his observation, it is not a problem for Jiang Cheng to earn four or five hundred yuan a day, which means a net profit of about fifteen thousand yuan a month.

Even if the 5,000 yuan paid to the boxing gym every month is deducted, there is still 10,000 yuan left. Considering that Jiang Cheng also has places to spend money and some fluctuations, he feels that 5,000 yuan a month is still reasonable.

“Pay in installments.”

Jiang Cheng suddenly realized.

"Yes."

Shi Yan smiled and said, "Don't think it's expensive. A hundred years ago, a martial art would cost tens of thousands to buy. Now that the control is so strict, 100,000 is already very cheap. If you go to those boxing gyms, let alone 100,000, even 200,000, you may not be able to get in touch with secret martial arts."

"That's true."

Jiang Cheng nodded.

Just like Lin Quanliang, he has been a senior member for more than three years, paying 18 yuan a month. Over three years, he has spent yuan, and there is still little hope.

Of course, this money also has other benefits, and we can’t just count it from this point of view.

But this does not mean that the request of the person in front of him is reasonable.

"Brother Shi, I want to ask you a question."

"Xiaocheng, you say."

Shi Yan's face was full of smiles.

"I've heard people say that although secret martial arts are good, not everyone can master them, right? It's good enough if two or three people out of a hundred can learn to practice them. Is that right?"

Shi Yan's smile froze.

"Yes, that's right."

Just like him, he hasn't practiced it.

Otherwise, would he still beg Jiang Cheng for help?

"What if I spend one hundred thousand to practice, but can't get started, wouldn't that be just a bunch of waste paper? Brother Shi, one hundred thousand is not a small amount, right?" Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

He has the proficiency panel, so he doesn't have to worry about not being able to master the secret weapon.

But in order to bargain, you must say this.

Shi Yan bit his lip, hesitated for a while, and said, "How about this, Xiao Cheng, I'll sell you the first part for 50,000 yuan. If you can get started, I'll sell you the second part, which is also 100,000 yuan. What do you think?"

Seeing Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, he got a little anxious and quickly explained: "Xiao Cheng, it's not that I don't want to tear it down again, but I can't tear it down. If you practice secret martial arts incorrectly, it's no joke. It's no big deal to make a person useless."

"Expensive."

Jiang Cheng uttered two words.

“Is this expensive?”

Shi Yan's eyes widened, wanting to ask, "What's so expensive about it? Has it always been this price for years?"

"Brother Shi, let me ask you, if I come across something I don't understand after I buy it, will you teach me?"

"This one……"

Shi Yan was embarrassed, but quickly said, "Don't worry too much. I still have my ancestors' experience in cultivation. You can copy it down when the time comes."

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "Even you, Brother Shi, haven't even gotten started with these things. I'm not as good as you, Brother Shi."

Shi Yan felt a little weird when he heard this. "And I also heard someone say that to practice secret martial arts, you must have secret medicine that matches the secret martial arts, so that you can practice with half the effort. Without the secret medicine, your speed will be as slow as a turtle. Brother Shi, you don't have any secret medicine, right?"

"As for secret medicine, I have some leftover dried herbs that can be used to make a few batches, but you will need to spend extra money to buy it, Xiaocheng." Shi Yan whispered.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help laughing.

OK OK.

Are you waiting for me here?

"Brother Shi, if I want to get the formula of the secret medicine, do I have to pay for it separately?"

"Well, yes."

Shi Yan's face was burning hot, and he stammered as he explained, "Xiao Cheng, don't get me wrong. One secret medicine can correspond to several secret martial arts. The principles are similar, so they are calculated separately. Moreover, the secret martial arts I am going to sell you not only have martial arts moves, but also internal skills. It has everything you need."

Jiang Cheng frowned.

He raised a finger and said, "One price, ten thousand yuan. I want the whole book of secret weapons. The secret medicine formula doesn't need to be given."

"What? Ten thousand!"

Shi Yan stood up directly from the stool.

A hundred years ago, this was the price for a normal militiaman.

But the past is the past, and the present is the present!

The risks of him hiding this thing alone are more than just this.

"Xiao Cheng, you are not bargaining, you are clearly looking at the ankle. Ten thousand yuan is too little. How about this, I can give you a discount of ten thousand, ninety thousand yuan, the whole secret martial arts book plus my ancestors' cultivation experience, you can take it away."

Jiang Cheng remained unmoved.

The experience of the other person's ancestors may be of great use to others, but of limited use to him.

"Brother Shi, I'm not as rich as you think. How about this, you go back and think about it first. When you've made up your mind, it won't be too late to come back to me. Don't worry, I will keep today's matter a secret and won't mention it to anyone."

"you!"

Shi Yan stared at Jiang Cheng, trying to see something in his eyes.

Unfortunately, no.

"Brother Shi, you don't have to look at me anymore. I've made it very clear before. I'm not sure if I can get in. What if I spend tens of thousands of dollars and end up with a pile of waste paper? Even in the outer city, not many people can come up with tens of thousands of dollars at once, right?"

After hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Shi Yan sat back on the stool like a deflated balloon.

Who knows when the Iron Fist Gang will arrive?
Who knows how much they will charge?

Jiang Cheng can wait, but he can't.

And what Jiang Cheng said was indeed reasonable. Spending tens of thousands of dollars to buy hope was too expensive for people like them living in the slums.

But he was really unwilling to accept that this kind of thing could only be sold for ten thousand yuan.

Neither of them spoke a word, and the only sound in the room was the silence of breathing.

Jiang Cheng looked out the window.

Especially at times like this, the more we need to remain calm.

And this was not considered taking advantage of someone's misfortune. After all, he was just copying a copy, not taking the original directly.

I don't know how long it took, but a long sigh was heard in the house.

"Okay, you do have a point, but it's too much to want to take the whole book for 10,000 yuan. I can give you the first half, but if you can't get started, it's useless even if you get the second half. This is my bottom line. If you don't agree, forget it."

By the end, Shi Yan himself was no longer confident.

(End of this chapter)