Buska's slightly chubby face, with a cold look, glanced at Anthony's magic hut and turned to go back inside. But at that moment, in a corner of his vision, he suddenly saw a strong man walking past the street.
The man was dressed in iron armor, with an iron sword hanging at his waist and a backpack on his back, looking as if he was about to set out. It seemed that he caught Buska's gaze. He paused slightly and nodded with a smile.
"Ayton." Buska knew this strong man and knew that he was a mercenary hunter and a regular customer of his store. He continued with a smile, "Are you going on another mission?" Have all the equipment and such been prepared? Although my store has encountered a minor problem recently and is closed for business, considering our previous friendship, I can give you special attention.
Although I haven't been in the mood to open a business recently, I happened to come across a deal. How could I not do it?
Buska's implication was even more like he wanted to sell Ayton a favor. After all, other equipment was easy to talk about, but for a hunter's essential item like magic scrolls, it was impossible for a regular magic store to have too many of them. And the only store nearby that could guarantee a sufficient supply was his Buska Magic Store.
However, Ayton shook his head. "Don't bother. I'm all set."
"Ready?" That magic scroll? Buska was taken aback.
Ayton patted his backpack and said, "I just bought eleven. Hey, that's enough for several missions."
Could it be that you bought it at Morgan's Magic Store on Stardust Street? Buska then asked, "Eleven magic scrolls, that's five silver coins. If it weren't for my closure these two days, wouldn't Ayton, who lives nearby, come to me to buy so many scrolls?"
Why bother running so far? Ayton, however, smiled and denied it, suddenly showing a mocking look on his face. He pointed in the direction of Anthony's magic store and said, "Now Anthony's magic shop has a sufficient supply of magic scrolls every day. A scroll is sold for only 48 yuan at a broken price. Buy ten and get one free. I've made up my mind. From now on, if I want to buy these magic scrolls, I'll go to Anthony's magic shop."
What? Buska couldn't help being shocked. "How could a small shop like theirs possibly supply so many magic scrolls?"
"I heard that the second-level magician in the small store has been doing very well in making magic scrolls recently. He can supply thirty scrolls a day, which is more than enough to sell." " Ayton's voice could no longer hide his mocking look. The news that Buska's son, Kerry, was damaged by that second-order magician's scroll has been widely known in this area recently. This has, in a way, advertised Stephen's magic scroll, naturally making countless people more fond of it. People are even offering discounts and promotions. How could there be any reason not to buy a few?
Looking at Buska's astonished expression, Ayton sneered a few times on his face and then said no more and left.
Buska's expression became even more cold and he couldn't quite believe it. When Stephen had taken out hundreds of magic scrolls earlier, he had thought that Stephen had spent a lot of money buying them from elsewhere. Now it seemed that they were all personally engraved by the other party within just three days? Thirty magic scrolls can be engraved in one day... This talent is simply amazing. In their kind of magic store, magic scrolls are definitely the most profitable item!
Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Bouska's not-so-big but very cold eyes, as if he had thought of some interesting attention. That cold light gradually enveloped his face and turned into a cold smile...
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Debbie, I'm going out for a while.
A few days later in the afternoon, Stephen, dressed in a black robe and with a distinctive pointed hat on his head, walked into the shop from the backyard as he spoke. The outfit he was wearing was a standard magician's costume.
Debbie is doing business with two aunts who live nearby. The two aunts are planning to buy ten magic scrolls together for the "buy ten get one free" offer at the Anthony Magic Store. However, Debbie is not happy and is telling the two aunts that if they want to buy, they can only buy alone and not together. If they buy together, there will be no "buy ten get one free" offer.
She was bargaining with the two aunts at that moment. Hearing Stephen's words, she was taken aback. She waved to the two aunts and said to Stephen, "Hammer, where are you going?"
The parchment for engraving the scrolls and the magic ink have all been used up. I'll go and buy some new ones. I also need to buy a few more quill pens. Stephen explained that these items were magical items and could only be sold by the Magic guild. The items of the magic guild were only sold to mages. That's why Stephen deliberately changed into the mage's robe he was wearing. This robe and the pointed hat were the marks of mages.
Debbie was a little worried: "I'll go with you."
"No need. Even in broad daylight, I'm sure Bouska wouldn't dare to do anything to me." Stephen was in a very relaxed mood. In his memory, Buska was not an easy person to get along with. But although he had offended him before, more than half a month had passed and there was no movement from his side. It was late in the afternoon, but Stephen didn't feel anything was wrong.
Debbie thought for a moment and realized that it was indeed the case. She nodded and said, "Then you go and come back quickly."
Later, she continued to bargain with the two aunts, but soon she realized something was wrong and turned to look at Stephen, "Why haven't you set off yet?"
Stephen reached out his hand to Debbie: "I have no money..."
Even parchment root magic ink costs money, okay?
Debbie let out an "oh" and took out a money bag from her pocket. After rummaging through it for a long time, she pulled out twenty silver coins and handed them to Stephen. Parchment and magic ink were the magic materials that Anthony often used in his magic hut. In the past, every time Old George went shopping, twenty silver coins were just enough to buy four hundred pieces of parchment and two bottles of magic ink. A few extra copper plates can also be reserved to purchase quill pens.
Stephen took the silver coin, a little sweat on his face. "Could you give me a little more?" I want to go and have a look elsewhere. Maybe it will come in handy.
Where else are you going? Debbie's eyes widened immediately, staring fixedly at Stephen as if he were planning to indulge in a dissipated life.
The two aunts both laughed and teased, "Debbie, you can't be so stingy with Hammerhead. Be careful that he might go outside to look for other girls." "Exactly, exactly. Girls should be more magnanimous. Don't you think so, hammer Head?"
Debbie muttered something in her mouth. Reluctantly, she took out another silver coin from her money bag and handed it to Stephen, saying, "Be careful with your spending. I'll check the money you have left later."
Having been reborn for so long, Stephen could roughly judge that the value of a silver coin was equivalent to a hundred yuan based on his own living standards in the previous life. Wouldn't it be a bit shabby to carry a hundred yuan as pocket money when going out? We didn't just fall into a trap. No, we made a hundred gold coins. Calculated, that's a huge sum of money. One million? Do we really need to be so stingy?
The most important thing is...
Stephen looked at Debbie sweating a little: "Is there still money left?" How much are you going to leave me?
Ninety-nine copper coins. Debbie's expression was very serious.
Stephen: "..." "Girl, you might as well just give me a copper coin directly."
Debbie's expression became more serious: "Isn't there no change left?"
Stephen: "..."
With such a stingy little junior sister, what else could Stephen have to say? It seemed that the little Treasury had to be quickly prepared in the future. He waved his hand and left Anthony's magic hut with eleven silver coins. Behind him came the laughter of the two aunts, which obviously angered Debbie. Only then did Debbie slap the table with a loud pop: "If you want to buy the 'ten free one' offer, you must do it alone. If two people buy it together, I will definitely not sell it!"
Hearing the voice of his little junior sister, which had the air of a lion roaring from the store, Stephen shook his head with a wry smile. Thinking of Old George's entrusting, a bit of worry couldn't help but flash through his heart. Well, if he really married her back home, he didn't know what kind of suffering he would have to endure...
Of course, for Stephen, that's still rather far away. He and Debbie are both only fifteen years old this year. It's still a long way off.
Walking out of the street, Stephen looked at the bright sunshine from the magical world and his mood became very pleasant. During this period, he had been painstakingly studying intermediate and advanced magical languages, reading the two textbooks back and forth countless times, but still gained nothing. His mood couldn't help but be depressed. At this moment, when he went out, he felt somewhat relaxed. Perhaps he was in a hurry. Just take it slow.
Although this world is far more perilous than the previous life, there are still beautiful and happy days waiting, aren't there?
For instance, when passing the second street corner, Stephen suddenly looked at the two-story building beside him with some surprise. Hammer's memory of this place was so deep that Stephen couldn't help but stop when he saw this two-story building
This place is called Linchunyuan.
The Linchun flower is a kind of flower with a special meaning, and that special meaning is the matter between men and women. So... This Linchunyuan is just one... Brothel.
The laughter of girls kept coming down from above. Looking up, one could see a group of very unrestrained women sitting by the window, playing and frolicking. Stephen's moral tree couldn't help but rise from the ground. His eyes were filled with scrutiny as he watched those pretty girls who came out laughing and frolicking without even putting on their clothes. Without blinking an eye, he coldly thought to himself: "I do nothing else but see how much more they can go wild!"
Stephen looked at those shameless girls critically. Perhaps it was because his critical heart was so intense that he was almost lost in thought. What Stephen didn't notice was that a carriage that had been following him all along from the other side of the street suddenly stopped behind him.
The shadow of the car woke Stephen up suddenly. He turned around in a hurry, and one hand had already nimbly reached for the magic wand at his waist. But as a magician, his movements were naturally not as fast as those of a strong swordsman. Quinn, the second-order swordsman who had been hit by his "Lightning" curse, had quickly and nimbly covered his mouth and stopped his hands at the fastest speed. Drag him into the carriage behind.
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