Yan Sicong brought three hundred thousand spirit stones, along with a list of goods.
However, Jia Shuiqing did not place an order for any items. She merely said, "We'll remember the prices."
"First, we'll sell the Tiger-Human Corpse and take a look at other people's lists of goods. Under the same conditions, we'll give the Yan Family priority."
Jia Shuiqing simply disdained haggling, feeling that it did not suit her status, nor did she have the inclination for it. That did not mean she knew nothing about business.
This was a perfectly reasonable request. Yan Sicong could only smile bitterly upon hearing it—was there anything wrong with comparing prices among different sellers?
Still, he said, "If you want to make this deal, we'll need to use the Teleportation Array... No one in the Yan Family Market can swallow an order this large."
The Yan Family Market's trading volume was actually not small, but generally speaking, most of its transactions involved large quantities of everyday goods.
A supreme luxury item like a Tiger-Human Corpse was not suited for this market.
Jia Shuiqing merely smiled faintly. "I know. I won't become entangled with the major local powers here."
"You understand!" Yan Xuemin could only give her a thumbs-up. She truly knew the ropes.
The Yan Family Market could not compare to the Five Sects and Fourteen Factions or the Seven Great Families. But claiming it truly could not afford a Tiger-Human Corpse would be a joke.
Not to mention anything else, the representatives stationed here by the Fourteen Sects and Seven Great Families could at least report the news upward.
If they happened to encounter someone with the authority to make decisions, that person might even dare to place an order on the spot—winning that gamble would be no small achievement.
But