Young people are often arrogant, and Qin Chuan was no exception. Moreover, young people didn't believe Qin Chuan had refined these pills.
After all, just because someone has a particular pill doesn't mean they can refine it. Thinking this, the young man regained his confidence.
The middle-aged man, upon hearing Qin Chuan's words, was overjoyed. Three bottles of this quality Strengthening and Nourishing Pills would be enough to help him overcome this cultivation level that had troubled him for over a decade.
As for the stall in front of him, buying it wouldn't be difficult, so he looked at the young man and said, "I'll take everything from this stall. Name your price!"
The young man smiled and shook his head: "No, unless you can offer something satisfactory in exchange. Otherwise, I won't buy it."
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, and soon an item appeared in his hand. It was a rare and precious lingzhi mushroom, its value absolutely comparable to, or even higher than, the value of the stall. Since the other party was an alchemist, this lingzhi should be very attractive.
This lingzhi was indeed very attractive to the young man, but he knew that after these items were exchanged with the middle-aged man, they would end up in Qin Chuan's hands.
He was feeling unwell, so he shook his head: "I don't lack medicinal herbs."
Qin Chuan frowned slightly at this moment, knowing that the other party was jealous of him, and it seemed that it wouldn't be easy to buy them today.
Fortunately, he had shifted the focus to the middle-aged man.
Qin Chuan could sense the middle-aged man's strength and extraordinary demeanor, so Qin Chuan felt that the other party should have a way to accomplish this, and it shouldn't be too difficult.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, took out another identical Ganoderma lucidum, and said to the young man: "You should know that what you have here is worth about the same as one of my Ganoderma lucidum. I'll trade two for it now, what do you say?"
The young man couldn't hide his surprise, but he felt that the other party was definitely going to buy it, so he thought he could raise the price again, such as three or four.
It is said that greed is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant, and the young man was now certain that the other party would definitely get it, and this man seemed to have extraordinary demeanor, so he must have a lot of good things.
The young man shook his head arrogantly, as if his entire stall contained some treasures.
The middle-aged man looked at the young man: "Young man, are you sure I want your things? Do you think I can only exchange them for these few bottles of pills if I take yours?"
No one is stupid; anyone could see through it. The middle-aged man's words actually made the young man slightly embarrassed.
The young man shook his head: "The price you offered doesn't match my expectations."
Qin Chuan smiled at the young man: "Can you tell me what your most valuable item is?"
The middle-aged man also sensed the awkwardness between the young man and Qin Chuan. Now that he was involved, he absolutely needed these few bottles of pills.
The young man looked at Qin Chuan and smiled: "Trade is free and voluntary. If you don't offer a price that satisfies me, I won't sell."
Just then, a man walked over and said to the young man: "How about this?"
The man was holding the inconspicuous carving knife that Qin Chuan wanted.
"I don't know. You offer something I'm satisfied with, and I'll trade," the young man said.
"How about this? Although it's not as good as this brother's Ganoderma lucidum, it's only for your inconspicuous little knife. Want to trade?" the man smiled.
The young man gritted his teeth, deep in thought.
"Fine, one Ganoderma lucidum. Take it or leave it." The middle-aged man stood up, ready to leave.
"Alright, here you go, I'll trade!"
the young man said.
One Ganoderma lucidum, and he'd have to negotiate for at least three more, so he could exchange his items for four. These were rare and precious materials.
Although low-grade, they were still rare and precious materials, and very valuable, especially for an alchemist like himself.
The young man put away the Ganoderma lucidum.
At this moment, Qin Chuan spoke up: "Brother, what do you need this knife for?"
"No use, just playing around." The man laughed.
"Then how about I trade you two Ganoderma lucidum for it?" Qin Chuan smiled.
The man was taken aback: "You need this for something?"
"This knife is indeed useful to me, but not to you. It's a knife with carved talismans. How about it? If you trade, two Ganoderma lucidum and a pill." Qin Chuan handed over a Strengthening and Nourishing Pill.
"Trade, trade!"
The middle-aged man gave two Ganoderma lucidum, and Qin Chuan gave him a pill.
The middle-aged man looked at Qin Chuan apologetically, but Qin Chuan waved his hand, "I'm very happy."
The young man was dumbfounded, looking at the middle-aged man, "Didn't you want to trade? Two Ganoderma lucidum, both are yours."
The middle-aged man sneered, "Keep them for yourself!"
"One spirit pearl is fine too!" the young man quickly said.
"Get lost!" the middle-aged man said with one word.
If the man hadn't come to buy this time, Qin Chuan would have had to pay an extra pill to make it a success. There was no need to be polite to this kind of person.
The young man's face was embarrassed. Now, he could have earned two Ganoderma lucidum, but now he only got one, and he was also unhappy.
At this moment, Qin Chuan held a carving knife in his hand, and the middle-aged man and the other man left.
Qin Chuan stood in front of the young man, and then dripped a drop of blood onto it.
Swish!
Golden light flashed.
This golden light made the young man regret it to the core. The young man knew that his best thing had been bought by someone else.
Most importantly, he had sold one Ganoderma lucidum to someone else, while this young man had used two Ganoderma lucidum and a good pill to buy it from someone else.
Good stuff!
Qin Chuan hadn't known anything about this thing before, but now, after the blood-binding ceremony, he realized that anything capable of binding itself was no ordinary object.
This was a treasure-level carving knife for engraving talismans. Using this knife to carve talismans would multiply its power, and any future improvements to the carving knife would also increase the power of the talismans.
The young man looked at Ye Qing and said, "Can you sell me this knife? I'll offer two Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms."
Qin Chuan smiled and looked at him, "Are you stupid?"
"Three Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms, you've made a profit. This thing was originally mine, how about it?" the young man said with a look that suggested Ye Qing had gotten a great deal.
"But it's mine now," Qin Chuan said with a smile.
Qin Chuan hadn't expected the young man to be so shameless and greedy, able to utter such idiotic and brainless words.
The carving knife had been gray before, and although it was still gray, it now looked more ancient and subtle, with a smoother, more refined luster. Compared to before, it was like an ugly duckling turning into a swan.
"You, you, just tell me, how can you give it back to me?" the young man said.
"Why should I return my things to you?" Qin Chuan said calmly, not angry at all.
"You, you, let me be frank with you, are you going to give it back to me, or should I beat you up before you give it back?" the young man said with a sneer.