"It only costs one hundred thousand gold soul coins to take the Longyuan Boat home."
One hundred thousand gold soul coins?
Qian Xunji remembered that Tang San had only spent ten thousand gold soul coins to get the Longyuan Boat.
Was this treating him, an honest man, like a total sucker?
"Ten thousand gold soul coins," Qian Xunji said in a deep voice.
Save where he should save, spend where he should spend; he refused to be ripped off.
The waitress was startled upon hearing this.
Didn't people usually cut the price in half when bargaining?
Who on earth dropped a zero right off the bat?
Although at the auction, the starting price of the Longyuan Boat was indeed ten thousand gold soul coins, it had failed to sell multiple times and no one had bid on it.
Yet no matter what, the Longyuan Boat was still an unearthed ancient spirit tool with high collectible value, possessing a dragon-head fish-tail jade exterior that made a fine ornament.
"This guest, how about fifty thousand gold soul coins?"
"Besides me spending ten thousand gold soul coins to buy the Longyuan Boat, will anyone else buy it?" Qian Xunji killed the bargaining process with a single sentence.
Pay with one hand, deliver with the other.
Qian Xunji acquired the Longyuan Boat that originally belonged to Tang San, and the gold soul coins were tearfully sponsored by the deceased noble spirit master lords.
"Do you have storage spirit tools?" Qian Xunji asked.
The moment he thought about going out to sea, he realized he had better prepare a few more storage spirit tools to hold food.
As a fire-type spirit master, fresh water was easy to handle, but out on the vast ocean, vegetables, fruits, and vitamins presented a problem.
If things went south,