Chapter 507 Ning Rongrong's Talent.
"Hey! Brother Mo, Rongrong, while you're out looking around, don't forget to check if there are any rare metals or materials!"
This shout instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Even Tang San and Titan were startled, with Titan almost popping his eyes out in surprise.
Then he lowered his voice and said, "Hey! Didn't we say we should keep a low profile?! You're just attracting attention!"
But Ma Hongjun acted as if he hadn't heard. After watching Xuan Mo and Ning Rongrong disappear from his sight, he rested his chin on his right hand and said narcissistically, "Tsk tsk, even Brother Mo is quite a worry for me, I really can't do without him..."
"Fatty, you're too narcissistic."
Seeing Ma Hongjun lost in his "self-absorption," Xiao Wu couldn't help but complain, and then said, "Aren't you afraid that Brother Mo and Rongrong will settle accounts with you immediately after they find out?"
"He's like a dead pig that doesn't fear boiling water," Xiao Wu chimed in. "And judging by his appearance, he's not very bright. I wonder if Xiangxiang can handle him in the future."
Oscar rolled his eyes, but just then, Ma Hongjun suddenly said, "By the way, should we go somewhere to eat later? I couldn't get enough to eat in the carriage because I couldn't compete with Brother Mo."
As soon as he said this, Oscar slapped himself on the forehead. "That fatso, all he thinks about is food. He really doesn't need much intelligence."
But obviously, Ma Hongjun heard him.
He nonchalantly picked his nose with his little finger. "Go ahead and say that to Brother Mo if you dare..."
At this point, Ma Hongjun suddenly paused, then flicked Oscar lightly. Under Oscar's murderous glare, he spread his hands and continued, "Besides, if you don't even have the appetite, you definitely don't have any brains."
"You fatso! I'll bite you to death!"
Oscar's eyes practically spit fire. Just as he was about to charge, Tang San grabbed him. "Little Oscar, calm down..."
"I can't calm down! You fatso, I'll bite you to death!"
"Xiao Wu." Seeing that things weren't going well, Tang San called out to Xiao Wu.
The next second, "Bang!"
With a loud thud and a burst of heat, Oscar, with a large bump on his head, instantly collapsed to the ground.
Just as Xiao Wu was about to look for Ma Hongjun, she discovered that he had already slipped away while Oscar was being beaten up, leaving behind the words, "You'll have to rely on yourselves from now on. I'm going to find some food for you guys, this is a big deal!"
"That damn fatso!"
Just as Xiao Wu gritted her teeth, wanting to chase after him and bring Ma Hongjun back, Tang San stopped her.
Tang San looked helpless. "Fine, it's better to split up. Let's go recruit some master blacksmiths."
Xiao Wu gave up on that idea and picked up Oscar, who had fainted and was rolling his eyes, and followed behind Tang San.
At the same time, Titan asked worriedly from the side, "By the way, young master, is it alright to leave the procurement of materials to Mo Xiaoyou and Rongrong? After all, neither Shrek Academy nor the manufacturing materials you requested can be taken lightly."
"Don't worry." Tang San's lips curled up slightly. "My two friends' procurement talent far surpasses that of ordinary people."
"That's true." Titan muttered softly.
"Young Friend Mo is indeed quite trustworthy."
"No." At this moment, Tang San suddenly spoke up in denial.
"Brother Mo is indeed trustworthy no matter what he does. But this time, I'm talking about Rongrong."
"What!? Two thousand gold soul coins!?"
Ning Rongrong could no longer maintain her dignified lady-like demeanor. She shouted at the shop assistant in front of her.
"That's right, it's two thousand gold soul coins, no less." The shop assistant crossed his arms, dissatisfied and unmoved.
"How could such a small amount of Xuan Iron be worth two thousand gold soul coins!?" Ning Rongrong pointed at Xuan Mo, whose face was already gloomy and who had even squeezed a piece of Xuan Iron the size of two palms, leaving fingerprints, and said, "Are you robbing me!?"
"What robbery!?"
The shop assistant looked at Xuan Mo, who had squeezed the Xuan Iron with fingerprints. Although he was afraid, he was still sure that he wouldn't lay a hand on him, so he just shouted, "Robbery is so tasteless, this is called price gouging!"
Then, he pointed behind him.
"If you think it's too expensive, you can go to that shop over there. But…"
The shop the clerk pointed to was already closed. "It's a pity they're closed, and all the other high-end blacksmith shops in the city have closed too, hehehe…"
Xuan Mo's mind suddenly flashed when he heard this. Then he put down the black iron in his hand and muttered with a gloomy expression, "The Spirit Hall?"
"What exactly do they want to do?"
"Rongrong." Just as Ning Rongrong was deep in thought, Xuan Mo had already regained his original expression and said, "I see that there are quite a lot of things at the market stalls in the city."
Ning Rongrong was stunned when she heard this. "Mo, you mean…"
"With your talent, let's go to the market to find some bargains."
As he said this, the corners of Xuan Mo's mouth turned up slightly. "After all, some good things may not be recognized by a discerning eye."
"Hmph! Since you forced me to do this, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
Ning Rongrong's eyes hardened, and she pulled Xuan Mo and walked out of the shop with lightning speed.
"Let's go! We'll go to the street stalls."
The shopkeeper, seeing this, was stunned for a moment, then said regretfully, "These two are really going? Sigh! What a pity, we didn't get to fleece this fat sheep..."
A quarter of an hour later.
Gengxin City Free Market.
Ning Rongrong, dressed in a long dress with flowing hair, was followed by the robust and righteous-looking Xuan Mo, forming a unique scene in this bustling market.
"Originally, I didn't want to do this..." Ning Rongrong stretched her arms, then a glint of light flashed in her eyes, "But since things have happened today, I'll make an exception."
Then...
"Mo, stall number 12 at the east entrance, reduce the price by 20%! Stall number 3 at the west entrance, pack up all the goods in the fifth row! As for the price, set it according to him!"
Xuan Mo, upon hearing this, didn't hesitate, directly following Ning Rongrong's instructions. He waved his gold card, a yellow light shone, and the ground shook.
Then, to the astonishment of the two stall owners, a gigantic stone hand emerged from the ground and packed up all the goods Ning Rongrong had specified.
And this scene was merely the beginning of Ning Rongrong's display of power at the free market…
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