Chapter 15: Poor Shopping (This chapter is free)

After parting with the Silver Star Caravan, An Ruoran found Vivian, who was playing games with Naya by the stream. The two set off overnight to the north and arrived in Annan until the next afternoon. This famous commercial city is located in the central part of the empire and is also an important transportation hub connecting the north and south. Due to the fatigue accumulated by rushing overnight, An Ruoran simply opened two rooms in the hotel to spend the night, and also discussed specific matters of participating in the casting master competition.

According to the regulations of the Athletic Association, only middle-level and above magic casters can be qualified to participate, so An Ruoran, who is a beginner, must rely on Victor's identity to skip the qualification certification. Vivian is quite accomplished in illusion, and now he changes his appearance based on An Ruoran's guidance. Judging from Naya's gritting expression, this disguise is obviously very successful.

"Of course, I'm a mid-level illusionist!" When Vivian heard others' praise, she was still a child. An Ruoran shook her head helplessly, and looked at Vivian with a little more pity. In order to clear her adoptive father's charge, this loli had to work hard in the world of intrigue. God knows if she will be sold and count the money for others!

"Uncle, your eyes are weird..." He was creepy when he saw it. Vivian immediately covered her chest and showed a suspicious and alert expression. An Ruoran angrily praised her and snorted coldly: "Listen, I have no interest in the little loli who has not yet developed! In addition, if I call me uncle again, I will really turn against you!"

Touching her forehead aggrievedly, Vivian's eyes began to shine again. But when she saw her cute attack method, An Ruoran had already ignored it. He turned his head and asked, "I don't think there is any problem with her appearance, but Teacher Victor's personality... Naya, what kind of person do you think Teacher Victor is?"

"Introvert, arrogant, perverse, crazy!" No need to think at all, Naya directly gave a few keywords. After a moment of pause, it casually smoked a cigar and continued, "In addition, this old bastard likes to show off his makeup before reclusiveness, so you'd better prepare a gorgeous outfit, a beautiful concubine, and a super luxurious carriage-in short, everything requires money!"

"Money is not a problem, the problem is lack of money." An Ruoran grabbed his hair in distress and turned his gaze to Vivian, "I said Vivian, the so-called employer should pay for the employer, right? Are you planning to let us pay for these props?"

"I, I have money!" The little loli was staring casually, stunned for a moment before hesitating, "When I went out, I borrowed a hundred gold coins from Uncle Richard, and there are still seventy-three left so far. Is this enough?"

"Enough! Enough to buy two wheels..." An Ruoran sighed helplessly. He grabbed the cigar from Naya's hooves and began to think of ways to save money. "For gorgeous equipment, my Hanfu is very gorgeous; for a beautiful concubine, there is no problem if Vivian is willing to sacrifice; as for the luxurious carriage, we can rent one, there is still five hundred gold coins around me."

Vivian looked at his Hanfu, looked at himself in distress, and finally reluctantly agreed to sacrifice once. However, in order to revenge An Ruoran for his revenge on smoking, Naya still snorted: "Idiot, it's weird if you can do it! For the high-level and above magic casting masters, they only know how to use the carriage they cast, which is a symbol of proving their identity and strength!"

"Meow, I'll say it after so many brain cells died!" An Ruoran viciously picked up Naya and pulled Vivian again, "Then let's go and visit the materials market and find ways to get some cheap materials to cast carriages. This is OK!"

"Cheap materials? Gods are here, we will be laughed out loud!" Naya thought of a carriage cast with primary materials, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes. An Ruoran gently pulled its bow and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm very good at making things that are not good. Do you want to know the reason? Because my hometown was once the birthplace of fake and shoddy products!"

Missing the grand occasion of national holidays, An Ruoran led Vivian and Naya to the commercial street. If they only bought ordinary goods, five hundred gold coins were enough for them to buy the goods of the entire store, but when it comes to buying casting materials, these five hundred gold coins were probably not enough to be stuck in the gap. So the two of them wandered around the street for a long time before they walked into the largest shop. In An Ruoran's words, they would have to be ridiculed anyway, so they might as well be ridiculed by such big shops.

When he saw the guest coming to the door, an old man in white robe immediately came forward to greet him, and bowed and said, "Sir, you don't look like a local, so what can I do for you? By the way, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Roy, the manager of our store, and I am willing to serve you wholeheartedly."

"Well..." An Ruoran became a little embarrassed by being treated so respectfully, and deeply felt that his five hundred gold coins could not afford such a generous gift. It was just that the pig would be stabbed. At this point, he could not retreat, so he could only hesitate, "Mr. Roy, I want to buy some materials for casting carriages."

"Of course, then do you need intermediate or high-level materials? I personally recommend it..." Roy nodded without hesitation and began to introduce with a smile. An Ruoran raised his hand helplessly and interrupted in a low voice: "That, I'm afraid I can only buy the initial materials."

Hearing this sentence, the nearby servants couldn't help but look at each other, showing a bit of contempt. A servant with a higher level sneered a few times and said with a sharp voice: "Sir, you may have just started to contact casting! Sorry, if you use primary materials to cast a carriage, you may not be able to last for a month!"

These words were full of irony, and they were obviously mocking An Ruoran for his swollen face and fat man. But before An Ruoran could speak, the Roy supervisor shouted softly and scolded: "Bill, what materials are the guests like to use is his freedom! Go and greet Mr. Philip, just leave it to me here!"

Bill, who was severely blamed by Roy and looked disappointed, finally walked to another counter. After seeing the noble dress of Mr. Philip, his zombie face suddenly became as warm as spring. Roy sighed helplessly and bowed to An Ruoran again and said, "I'm sorry, my students don't understand the world. So if you have brought a list of materials, I can prepare it for you immediately."

There is no doubt that the supervisor is very kind and understanding. Even when facing the cash-strapped guest, he did not have any impatientness, but accompanied him carefully. In less than a moment, dozens of materials were selected, and An Ruoran couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief while gladlying, secretly admiring Mr. Roy's character - even if it contained many commercial marketing strategies.

"Then, I look forward to your next visit." Roy picked up the materials personally and sent An Ruoran and Vivian away. But when walking past the counter, An Ruoran looked at Bill, who was receiving a noble guest, and subconsciously stopped. Roy was stunned and said in surprise: "Mr. An, do you have anything else to do?"

"I don't need anything, but what is that customer doing?" An Ruoran asked thoughtfully, pointing to the middle-aged man who was checking out with Bill. Roy glanced over there and then smiled, "Well, are you talking about Mr. Philip? He is one of our suppliers and often sells us rare high-end materials."

"Is that true? Then, I am honored to repay you for your kind treatment just now!" An Ruoran suddenly turned around and walked towards Philip and Bill. Bill, who was about to hand the gold ticket to Philip, was stunned and suddenly smiled, "Sir, are you planning to buy some of the newly sent Silver Whale Magic Wires? Unfortunately, this is a high-end treasure priced at 500 gold coins per piece. With your purchasing power, I am afraid..."

"That's right, the Silver Whale Demon Silk is indeed a very expensive material!" An Ruoran shrugged without any hesitation, but his eyes fell on Philip, who was a little nervous, "But then again, if the so-called Silver Whale Demon Silk is just a fake, I think twenty gold coins are too expensive per serving!"

"You, what do you mean?" Philip and Bill changed color at the same time, slowly stood up and stared at An Ruoran. At the same time, Roy had already rushed over with five or six servants, temporarily separated the two sides with strong gunpowder. After hearing a servant's retelling, the supervisor couldn't help but frowned slightly and asked the two technicians in charge of the inspection: "Have you carefully identified it? Are you really sure it is the Silver Whale Demon Silk?"

"Mr. Roy, you know that the characteristics of the Silver Whale Demon Silk are unique, and you know that." The two technicians were obviously a little angry. They glared at An Ruoran fiercely, then picked up a magic silk and said, "Look here, what kind of creature can have this pure silver luster besides the Silver Whale Demon Silk?"

Roy took the magic silk and, after confirming that the silver light had not done anything, finally nodded slowly. Bill looked at Philip as if nothing had happened, then sneered coldly: "Teacher, Mr. Philip has been in trade with us for several years. How could he deceive us? In my opinion, perhaps all this is a prank by a pauper, and I'm afraid the purpose is to hold the sheep away!"

After hearing what he said, everyone focused their eyes on An Ruoran, revealing a little suspicion. However, in this unfavorable situation, An Ruoran still smiled and gently fiddled with a magic silk and said, "Is that so? Is it impossible to fake it? Then Mr. Bill, I would like to ask, have you noticed the gray marks at the root of the magic silk?"
Chapter completed!