Chapter 42 Opening
"A little higher, um, and a little lower."
Mo Lan supported his chin and said to Ding Jin who was standing on the stairs.
"A little to the left, wait, wait, a little to the right, OK, right here."
Finally, a wooden plaque was hung on Mo Lan's shop.
Inscribed on it are "Master's House".
In addition, there is a wooden scroll model hung on both sides of the door, with some spell nodes and magic lines randomly carved on it, making it easy to tell at a glance that this is a spell scroll.
"Yeah, that's right. Whether you can read or not, you know that I sell spell scrolls."
Mo Lan said, then walked into the store, took out two wooden display boards and placed them at the door.
"Collect monster leather and blood!"
"Buying Warcraft supernatural cores or spell models, price negotiable!"
After everything was set up, Mo Lan walked into the store and saw ten exhibition stands.
There are two rows of booths, and the innermost booths in the two rows contain spell scrolls of Fireball and Wind Blade respectively.
The scroll unfolded, and a wave of magic rippled out. If it was a professional, he would be able to sense it as soon as he came in, and thus confirm that this was a spell scroll.
The price is written on the front of the spell scroll.
"Thirty-six silver nas!"
"Zou Peng, are you sure the market price of a spell scroll is between ten and one hundred silver nas?"
"Yes, that's right. Fireball and Wind Blade can only be considered level one spells, and the upper limit of the value of a is basically one gold.
Your Fireball is barely acceptable as a first-level spell, but your Wind Blade is only relatively poor.
According to the usual market conditions, thirty-six silver nas is a relatively high price for both Fireball and Wind Blade."
Zou Peng asked with some confusion.
"Why would you set it so high? Your sales won't be very good."
“It’s okay, I just set it a little bit more expensive on purpose. If it’s too cheap, too many people will buy it and I won’t be able to supply it, and I don’t want to supply it.
Thirty-six silver nas are just enough to dissuade most people, and as for the few who really want spell scrolls, as long as it is true as you said, there are fewer spell scrolls on the market, then naturally someone will pay a high price to buy them. "
Mo Lan said with narrowed eyes.
“And this is Red Maple City, the noble Red Maple City, a Red Maple City with a large number of powerful people.
Until I have enough strength...it is better not to impact the market and get rich overnight."
"Uh, okay, it's very real."
"Okay, the business is over, let's do what we need to do. I don't think there will be any customers for a while."
"What? Is this the end?"
Ding Jin stared at Mo Lan with wide eyes.
"What else?"
"Not to mention setting up a three-day banquet and setting off fireworks and firecrackers, there has to be some publicity, right?"
Mo Lan was a little amused when he heard this.
“To protect the environment, fireworks are strictly prohibited in the city. As for the publicity, I have done it again. You will know it in a few days.
Targeted at the target group, absolutely free and efficient! ”
Mo Lan said with a smile.
"Weren't you with us these days? When did you do the promotion?"
Several people looked at Mo Lan in confusion. Just when Mo Lan was about to keep it a secret, a group of people suddenly walked in from outside.
Mo Lan and his companions looked over immediately. When Ding Jin and his companions saw the person coming, their eyes narrowed and they were about to look for weapons immediately, but Mo Lan stopped them.
"It's okay, they're not enemies."
Mo Lan went to greet him with a smile.
"How do you have time to come to my shop?"
"Haha, you opened a shop to show your support, but I didn't expect you to be a painting wizard."
Scar laughed grimly, and the people coming were none other than Scar, Manniu and his group.
"Now, on behalf of invite you to join. As long as you join and provide a few spell scrolls every month, you will immediately be promoted to the position and treatment of deputy gang leader."
Mo Lan smiled and shook his head without saying anything.
Scar understood what Mo Lan meant when he saw this. He didn't ask any more questions. He ignored the blank booths and went directly to the two innermost booths. He looked at the Fireball spell scroll, then the Wind Blade spell scroll, and smiled.
"Your price is wrong. It's hard to sell at such a high price."
“It’s difficult to draw and very time-consuming, so this barely covers the cost, and we can’t even make enough to cover the labor costs.
What can I do if I can’t sell them? I can only hope that someone is eager to buy a few so that I can make ends meet.”
Mo Lan said bitterly.
"As long as you join our Black Crow Gang, we will provide you with animal skins every day. As long as you can keep painting, as long as you can succeed in painting one, it doesn't matter if you waste 100 or 200 animal skins. How about it? Do you want to consider it?"
Scar said with narrowed eyes.
"Think about it. Think about it."
Mo Lan dealt with it casually, and Scar continued to read the magic scroll upon seeing this.
“Wind Blade Technique, if I remember correctly, only has a dozen or so spell nodes, right?
There are at least twenty Fireballs, which are more difficult and higher level than Wind Blade. Why is the price of Wind Blade the same as Fireball?"
“Of course there are some tricks involved. Wind Blade is a linear attack and is stronger in cutting, while Fireball is an area attack with a larger range.
Of course, Fireball is more powerful than Wind Blade, but Fireball is fire.
What are the most abundant things around our Red Maple City ? Forests and mountains. Can we use fire in such an environment?
Even if someone uses fireball regardless of the consequences, the loud noise of the explosion may attract powerful monsters.
The Wind Blade Technique is different. It makes almost no sound and does not produce flames. Its damage to a single target is basically equivalent to that of the Fireball Technique. It can be used in the city, not to mention in the wild."
Mo Lan tapped his fingers on the scroll of Wind Blade Technique .
“It’s worth the price.”
"That makes sense. I'll buy both scrolls then. Serge, pay for them."
After Scar finished speaking, he gave Mo Lan a ferocious smile and stretched out his hand.
“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”
The two shook hands, looked at each other, and spoke in unison.
Mo Lan watched Scar and his men leave, and Ding Jin beside him asked.
"Who are these people? Scar is very strong and doesn't look like a good person."
Mo Lan looked at the empty display case and did not take out the spell scroll. Instead, he placed two prepared signs on it.
"You can only buy one ticket per day. Today's ticket is sold out. Please try again tomorrow."
"The real estate agent is also the one who rented my house. They also helped me with the renovation and solved various problems. They are not bad people. They just make a living by being vicious."
Mo Lan shrugged after saying this.
"Of course, they are not good people either."
"Oh, by the way, the three of us are going out of town today, and we're planning on finding a place to try some exercise. Are you coming?"
Mo Lan pondered for a moment and then shook his head.
"Forget it, I won't go. Remember to come back in five days. I have something to tell you ."
"Haha, what are you thinking? We have food to eat and beds to sleep on here. Why would you stay out in the wild? We'll be back every day."
As Zou Peng spoke, he patted Al's shoulder.
