The rabbits are currently working hard to crack the reason for this situation, and perhaps so brand new breakthroughs will be achieved soon.
But no matter how soon this ’soon’ cos, at least in this trade mission, the rabbits have no way to produce a fully restored Geomagnetic Fla.
However, considering that the amount of Spirit Stones Lin Ziming and his team brought is sowhat insufficient, many things that have caught the eyes of the rabbits might not be affordable.
So a few black-hearted... cough, cough, a few pure little rabbits perked their ears and ca up with an idea:
How about we take so of those semi-finished Geomagnetic Flas to Ziqiong City, and if we find ourselves short of money, we can scout out so unscrupulous shops in the city and give them... a lesson!
The crowd of big shots heard this, and their eyes brightened: This is a great idea, without a hitch!
Thus.
A few batches of semi-finished Geomagnetic Flas were taken by Lin Ziming and his team to Ziqiong City.
Of course, as ntioned above.
The rabbits initially planned to wait until they truly ran out of money before taking this step.
However, plans can’t keep up with changes. Now there’s a chance to grab so beast materials at rock-bottom prices, so after a discussion at the command center, they imdiately decided:
Let’s not wait until we’re out of money to take out the semi-finished Geomagnetic Flas; let’s find a crooked business association and sell them right here.
The trade mission spent two days on the road, and the Y particles can survive for over 150 hours, enough to support them until the trade mission leaves.
Subsequently, Lin Ziming, after comparing various information provided by Wei Qiangsheng, finally targeted Tang’s Comrce Association.
And that’s how the earlier scene ca about.
At this mont, Tang Si was naturally unaware of the trap the rabbits had set for him. He was swiftly calculating how much money he could make for the Tang Family this ti.
Although Tang Si was not highly regarded, his cultivation was only at the Third-Layer Qi Cultivation.
Yet when it ca to Tang Si’s business skills, even the disdainful Wei Qiangsheng had to shake his head and admit, ’This person really knows his stuff’.
Additionally, the characteristics of the Geomagnetic Fla are too distinctive, so Wu Fan and the others did not hinder Tang Si’s inspection at all.
Thus, Tang Si quickly ca to a conclusion:
These flas are indeed Geomagnetic Flas!
From beginning to end, he never considered the possibility that they might be semi-finished products.
There’s no way around it.
The concept of technology has already surpassed all known dinsions of the Damo Realm’s natives, even a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator wouldn’t be able to pick out any flaws in these flas.
Tang Si was at most curious about how these obviously non-Foundation Establishnt folks managed to have the fortune to acquire these rare items, and he might curse silently about how lucky they are, nothing more.
As for resorting to robbery...
It’s essential to know that Ziqiong City is a super tropolis with many Core Formation Realm masters holding the fort.
While there might be a fair amount of intrigue in so of the mansions, no family would dare commit acts of daylight robbery in the city’s public areas.
After all, as a trade center spanning thousands of square miles, Ziqiong City must ensure the safety of rchants within its borders; otherwise, no one would want to co to a market town with no safety guarantees, no matter how high the prices offered.
As for what might happen when you finish your business, take a flying ship back to the transfer station, and then return to the city from the transfer station, that’s not Ziqiong City’s concern.
In short, the ssage is clear: Ziqiong City ensures the safety of all rchants within the city.
So at this mont, Tang Si had no intention of resorting to theft, as long as he could do this business well, he’d still have many ways to earn more money.
For instance, as he had heard, there’s a Core Formation Clan in Liuyun City, a thousand miles away, that is currently buying Geomagnetic Flas at a high price.
The offer is as much as seven thousand Spirit Stones per batch!
Though all the Spirit Stones earned would have to be handed over to the main house, as the interdiary, his year-end bonus could still be at least several dozen Spirit Stones.
As a result,
His fourth son’s Spirit Awakening Coin would be sorted, he could take another new concubine, he could listen to more music...
And his deceased wife’s gravestone...oh, let’s skip that, he’ll just put on a show, wipe so tears, and say he misses her every year anyway.
Thinking of the glimring Spirit Stones, Tang Si’s heart burned a little hotter.
He first adjusted his breathing, pressing down the excitent in his heart, and said with feigned calmness to Wu Fan:
"Little Brother, I’ve verified the items.
The genuine Geomagnetic Flas, with the quality of both the flas and the evil energy being top-notch, I wonder how many Spirit Stones you expect to sell them for?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Fan imdiately displayed a ’honest’ smile.
After all, he had also run a shop in Puxi for a while and had considerable experience in business dealings, so he naturally knew that his side shouldn’t be the one to quote the price at this mont:
"We aren’t very familiar with this line of business, Shopkeeper, how about you na a figure?"
Tang Si kept the sa expression, pondering a bit, and said:
"Ladies and gentlen, currently, the market price for Geomagnetic Flas ranges from four thousand five hundred to five thousand Spirit Stones per batch.
However, surely you understand that us traders also need a bit of profit, so the purchase price will definitely differ from the sale price, possibly by a significant margin..."
Tang Si deliberately drew out his words, lifting his eyes to glance at Wu Fan, who showed no expression, then leaned in slightly closer, raising three fingers with his left hand:
"Little Brother, what do you think of this number?"
The three fingers represented three thousand Spirit Stones per batch of Geomagnetic Flas.
Before entering the shop, Wu Fan had already learned about the rabbits’ floor price, so he shook his head resolutely:
"Shopkeeper, your price isn’t sincere, let make a flat offer, five batches for twenty thousand Spirit Stones, and we need to take the iron box with us."
Five batches of Geomagnetic Flas for twenty thousand Spirit Stones, which ans each batch would be priced at four thousand.
That’s a whole thousand higher than Tang Si’s offer.
For Tang Si, this price is not unacceptable, and as for the iron box, it doesn’t matter much.
The iron box is rely a carrying tool; surely the Geomagnetic Fla won’t extinguish just because it’s removed from the box, right?
Co on, everyone knows that the Geomagnetic Fla is one of the best-preserved types of flas in the Damo Realm, right?
Besides, Tang Si had inspected them many tis, and each batch of these Geomagnetic Flas was top-notch in quality; they were not the kind of evasive, soon-to-be-extinguished waste flas.
Only these inexperienced locals would treasure the iron box like a treasure, carrying a half-ter high iron box without complaint, determined not to spend money on a lighter Spirit Plant wooden box instead.
Though he felt disdainful in his heart, business had to go on as usual.
Twenty thousand Spirit Stones is not a high price, but considering Tang Si’s profit-driven nature, he would certainly want to push it down a bit more.
After all, every bit the price is lowered could an a few more Spirit Stones for him.
Then, before he could start bargaining.
The thick-browed, big-eyed man sitting next to the little brother—Lin Ziming, suddenly cleared his throat.
Once Tang Si heard the sound and looked over, Lin Ziming used his finger to dab a bit of water from a teacup and drew a ’1’ on the table, circling it, then pointed to Tang Si.
As soone familiar with business dealings, Tang Si understood Lin Ziming’s gesture in an instant.
He was basically telling him: No haggling, at this price, he would receive a kickback of one hundred Spirit Stones for every batch of Geomagnetic Flas!
That would be five hundred Spirit Stones for five batches, which was far more than what Tang Si would make from the deal!
Tang Si didn’t hesitate anymore and nodded vigorously:
"Alright, two batches for twenty thousand Spirit Stones! Paynt on the spot!"
........
About half an hour later, the transaction was completed.
Tang Si, in high spirits, took away the five batches of Geomagnetic Flas along with the soil they were carried in, his right hand tightly gripping a small bag tied to his waist.
Lin Ziming and his team, anwhile, pocketed a bag of Spirit Stones and left Tang’s Comrce Association with the iron box in hand.
Then, under Gu Junming’s guidance, they weaved through the alleys, making turns and stops, and finally paused in a secluded alley.
Lin Ziming first glanced back and asked Gu Junming: "Chief of Staff Gu, nobody’s tailing us, right?"
Gu Junming decisively shook his head: "I left three people to cover our retreat, ensuring no one follows us."
Lin Ziming felt a weight lift from his shoulders and exhaled a long breath, tossing the Spirit Stones in his hand with considerable satisfaction.
Then he thought of sothing, and turned to Chen Fei, the special forces soldier holding the iron box, saying: "Comrade Xiaochen, could you please check once more?"
Chen Fei nodded, opened the iron box, pressed so spots on the corners, and flipped open the box’s visible bottom layer.
In the lower section of the space, five other batches of Geomagnetic Flas were flickering neatly...
Lin Ziming’s face showed a satisfied expression, waving his hand grandly:
"Let’s go, on to the next one!"
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