27: Snob stall owner

“The attitude of this stall owner is too poor, isn’t it?”

“Even if a deal isn't made, goodwill should remain. How can he directly call people poor?”

“With how this guy does business, it’s no wonder no one patronizes him.”

“But what he said isn’t wrong! Looking at the attire of these Two People, it wouldn’t add up to more than a hundred copper coins. They open their mouths asking to buy Human-faced Bat wings worth tens of thousands. Anyone would be annoyed.”

“This is clearly intentionally wasting everyone's time. Such people deserve to be rebuked.”

“Exactly, all their worldly possessions combined wouldn't be enough to buy anything in the Materials market. They clearly came to cause trouble.”

The onlookers spoke one after another.

Especially after seeing the attire of Shen Xi and the other Two People, the taunts were endless.

Shen Xi ignored the crowd and asked again, “How many Human-faced Bat wings are there in total, and how much do they cost?”

The stall owner was unrelenting, saying, “Are you f***ing done or not? I already told you, a poor ghost like you can’t afford it, and you’re still wasting time. Fatty Luo has a good temper; if it were me, I would have kicked you far away by now.”

Shen Xi gave the stall owner a cold look, his expression finally turning grim.

He was buying his things, but the stall owner was like a persistent fly, buzzing beside him, making him feel irritable.

“There are twenty-one pairs of wings in total. If you want them all, I can give you a discount. Just give me two hundred thousand copper coins.”

Two hundred thousand was no small sum.

After all, this was the Outer City, and the merchants selling Materials here were naturally small vendors. All their assets combined would at most be a few million.

“Tsk, two hundred thousand. I don’t think they can even come up with twenty copper coins. Fatty Luo, listen to advice and you’ll eat well. I’ve reminded you several times. When these two poor ghosts can’t pay, you’ll be giving a warm reception to a cold shoulder.”

The stall owner continued to mock.

The onlookers also sneered incessantly.

“Two hundred thousand, haha. Even I only have that much in total. These two poor ghosts from the slums definitely can’t afford it.”

“Fatty Luo is destined for disappointment. He thought he could make a big deal, but it will end up being a wasted effort.”

“Blame him for his poor judgment. Any clear-headed person can see that these two guys are poor ghosts.”

“Exactly! Someone advised him, but he wouldn’t listen. His brain must also have a problem. No wonder his business never takes off.”

No one believed this deal would go through. After all, based on their attire, everyone had already labeled Shen Xi and the other person.

As for Shen Xi, he revealed a brilliant smile: “This price isn’t expensive. I’ll take them all.”

After speaking, he took out the crimson gold coin.

Immediately, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

A crimson gold coin was worth one million copper coins!

This poor ghost actually had one million?

No!

The fact that he could so casually take out one million meant his net worth was definitely more than that.

This guy was actually a hidden rich person?

Beside them, the stall owner stared intently at the crimson gold coin, unable to move his eyes.

Greed appeared on his Face.

Immediately followed by intense regret.

He knew that Shen Xi had initially asked him about the price of Human-faced Bat wings, but he had looked down on the other party, pushing the big customer to Fatty Luo.

“This distinguished guest, I also have Human-faced Bat wings here, and they are all from Human-faced Bats of Lesser Blood Refinement, and even Refining Blood - Great Accomplishment. The quality is absolutely undeniable, and the price is even more affordable. Would you like to take a look?”

The stall owner changed his tune faster than flipping a book.

In front of profit, he didn't care about Face. If he could secure Shen Xi, this big customer, he could earn at least thirty to fifty thousand copper coins.

“Didn’t you just say I was a poor ghost?”

Shen Xi sneered, mocking him.

“That was me being blind and not recognizing your true identity. You must be the successor of some powerful force, specially here to experience life, right?”

The stall owner smiled fawningly.

“Don’t! I still like how arrogant you were just now. Please go back to that.”

Shen Xi continued to mock.

He hadn't forgotten the stall owner’s expression earlier.

Doing business with such a person, Shen Xi only felt disgusted.

“Exactly! You just swore that we Two People were definitely poor ghosts, or else you’d do a handstand and have diarrhea. Why the change of tune now?”

The Weisuo Man also didn't let the stall owner off, deliberately emphasizing.

As soon as these words came out, they caused an uproar.

“I almost forgot about that. Didn’t the stall owner say he would do a handstand and have diarrhea?”

“Tsk tsk tsk, he already said it. He wouldn’t be thinking of going back on his word, would he?”

“Having diarrhea while doing a handstand in broad daylight, I can already picture it.”

“Stinky!”

All the onlookers turned their attention, targeting the stall owner.

After all, Shen Xi was someone who could casually take out one million. Such a person's identity and background were probably not simple.

No one would offend Shen Xi for the sake of the stall owner, especially the few who had mocked earlier, who wanted to regain favor.

“I, I was just joking.”

The stall owner said with an awkward smile.

“Don’t joke! All of us heard it. You wouldn’t be saying things that are like farts, would you?”

The Weisuo Man had no intention of letting the stall owner off, continuing to press him.

“This… this… this…”

The stall owner was speechless. Even with the thickest skin, he couldn't hold up at the moment.

As for Shen Xi, he couldn't be bothered to argue with such a snob. Instead, he spoke again to the honest-looking fat man: “Boss, don’t just stand there. Pack up what I want and give me my change, okay?”

The greatest humiliation is to ignore the other party.

Because they simply don't put the other party in their eyes; because they are simply not on the same level, they can ignore them.

The stall owner obviously understood this principle.

Even with his thick skin, being shamed repeatedly made his expression extremely awkward.

After a long while, he seemed to think of something and excitedly said, “Fatty Luo, absolutely do not trade with them.”

Then, he quickly explained: “I was almost fooled by these two scoundrels. I really thought they were rich people.”

“They are just two out-and-out poor ghosts!”

“However, besides being poor, they are also con artists. If I’m not mistaken, this crimson gold coin must be fake. They plan to get something for nothing, trick you out of your Human-faced Bat wings, and even make you give them change.”

The more the stall owner spoke, the more smug and confident he became. He was convinced that he had guessed the truth.

How could two guys dressed in street clothes have one million?

This must be fake money!

And he had seen through their conspiracy.