"Then you're planning to..."
Bone Douluo thought of a possibility.
But before he could finish, Ning Rongrong nodded repeatedly. "Exactly, of course I'm going to sell it. When you can clearly talk money with a merchant, insisting on talking about feelings is disrespectful to them."
Just listen to that!
She clearly wanted to make money, yet she dressed it up in such grand language... Lin Xiao shook his head after hearing Ning Rongrong's words.
Although this girl sometimes seemed to have her wires crossed, she could be shrewd at other times.
"Hmm, setting a price outright might not fetch what the Thirty-Minute Hair-Growth Potion is truly worth."
By now, Ning Rongrong was already pondering how to earn even more.
Bone Douluo: "..."
He could tell that Ning Rongrong was afraid she wouldn't fleece them enough.
But how much did she want to charge for an item worth a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins?
Soon enough.
She had her answer. "Grandpa Long, I've decided. I'll hold an auction for this bottle of Thirty-Minute Hair-Growth Potion. Highest bidder wins."
"Hold an auction just for this bottle of Hair-Growth Potion?"
Bone Douluo was dumbfounded.
"Why not?"
Ning Rongrong nodded firmly. "Trust me. I'll definitely sell this bottle of Hair-Growth Potion for more than a rare-grade item."
Ning Rongrong brimmed with confidence.
"Then do as you like."
As Bone Douluo spoke, he tossed the Thirty-Minute Hair-Growth Potion to Ning Rongrong. "I don't ask for much. Once it's done, you get thirty percent, I get seventy percent of the loot... bah, I mean the proceeds."
"Thirty-seventy?" Ning Rongrong scrunched up her face at his words. "Grandpa Long, aren't you being too greedy?"
"Then forty-sixty." Bone Douluo quickly offered another answer.
Ning Rongrong still frowned. "But I'll be the one running around doing all the work."