"Old man, you robbed. Even the black wood bow of five thousand years old is only twenty gold coins. Could it be that you still have a black wood bow of ten thousand years?" Now, Opp stopped and shouted. In fact, a top-level black wood bow is far less than a top-level corpse bird king armor. The two are not comparable at all. After all, it is much easier to obtain a top-level black wood bow than to obtain a top-level corpse bird king armor.

In fact, whether in the folk or in the palace, there are many people who have collected black wood bows for thousands of years. It is already astronomical to have ten gold coins on the average top-level black wood bow. When the black wood bow reaches twenty gold coins, it is already top-level.

"Ahem... No... The highest year of the Black Wood Bow is only 5,000 years old. I don't have ten thousand years old. This, as long as you sincerely want it, the price can be negotiated..." The old man was exposed by Opp and coughed with an embarrassment.

"Take it out and take a look first." Zou Zichuan smiled without comment.

The old man didn't say anything, took out a brass lock piece, opened a large iron box under the counter, and took out a dark and shiny long bow from the box with a cautious look. The bow was 1.8 meters tall, and the whole body was shining with no pattern decoration. The lines were very smooth and looked very simple, and it was not as luxurious as those bows on the counter.

Good bow!

Zou Zichuan took the bow and gently stroked the bow body. He couldn't help but exclaim in his heart. The bow was heavy, giving people a heavy feeling. He held it in his hand with a texture of wood grain. The black bow body was polished like a lens.

Undoubtedly, this is indeed a good bow!

However, Zou Zichuan caressed the bow and felt disappointed, because he learned from history books that when the truly top-notch black wooden bow is held, people will establish a vague spiritual connection with the bow, because.

Zou Zichuan believed in this legend because the cannibal tree could communicate with him, and it was not impossible for a bow made by the cannibal tree to establish a connection with the bow.

"Nothing better?" Zou Zichuan placed the bow on the mahogany counter, glanced at the shelves, and looked disappointed.

"Isn't this okay?" Old Man Teng's body jumped up as if it was pricked by a needle.

"I want the best, Zixin Bow!" Zou Zichuan looked at Old Man Teng and said word by word.

"No!" Old Man Teng flatly rejected.

"Purple core bow..."

Opp opened his mouth wide and looked at Zou Zichuan. He could not have imagined that Zou Zichuan's appetite was so big. The purple-core bow was the legendary magic bow. It is said that only the man-eating tree with a tree age of more than 10,000 years old can make the purple-core bow, because the color of the man-eating tree with a tree age of more than 10,000 years old will change from pure black to purple-black. However, a huge disaster occurred on this planet five thousand years ago. The volcano erupted, and the plants on the entire continent were almost extinct. There were very few ten thousand years of great trees that could survive, which shows how expensive the purple-core bow was.

"One thousand gold coins!" Zou Zichuan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile. Generally, famous Jubaozhai like this will have some rare treasures, which can be bought as long as the price is good.

"One thousand gold coins..." The boss's lips trembled.

“Is there any?”

"No..." The old man felt his mouth dry.

"Okay, 20,000 gold coins!"

"Ahem... really not..." The old man's heart was beating wildly and his blood was flowing faster. He felt that he was very dangerous now and could easily die from blood vessels.

"fifty thousand!"

"fifty thousand……"

The old man and Opp both felt dizzy. For them, they could no longer imagine what the concept of 50,000 gold coins were. Even the palace of the Galen Empire might not necessarily have 50,000 gold coins.

"Really not?" Zou Zichuan smiled slightly. He began to close the Internet. Although he didn't care about money, sometimes, he could not be slaughtered by fools.

"This... I have to ask our boss, you wait, ten minutes, ten minutes, no, five minutes, our boss is right behind..."

"Go! I'll wait for you."

"Yes, sir!" Old Man Teng nodded and bowed, with a flattering look on his face. The old man's movements made Opp look dull. You know, he has known this old man since he was a child, but he has never seen the old man's flattering expression now. Even if he saw some palace nobles, the old man also had a sense of arrogance in his bones.

After the old man left, the two young men who had tried to make two cups of good tea for Zou Zichuan and Op. The Jubaozhai, which was not big but full of antique fragrance, was immediately filled with fragrance. The two young men stood with their heads down with awe.

The first time Opp was treated like this, he felt restless. However, when he saw Zou Zichuan's calm expression, his heart became much more stable. Following Zou Zichuan, Opp felt an inexplicable sense of security.

Sure enough, in less than five minutes, a tall and thin old man with a clear appearance came out of the roller shutter behind him. The old man had short hair, clean combed, and was dressed very carefully. He had a demeanor in every move, and compared with the old man Na Teng, he reached a new level.

It seems that this is Fujiki, the boss of Jubaozhai Shenlong, who has no head to see his head but no tail.

"Look for a long time!" Old Man Teng greeted Zou Zichuan with his fists and saw that Zou Zichuan was still moving. It was not because he sat down calmly on the wooden sofa opposite Zou Zichuan. Old Man Teng stood behind him with his hands down without making a sound. The two young men hurriedly poured a cup of tea for the old man. The tea set and Zou Zichuan's tea were obviously different, and it was obvious that it was a top-notch craft.

"I want Zixin Bow, 50,000 gold coins. If you have it, don't waste your time. I think Mr. Teng is also very busy." Zou Zichuan took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"I don't, but someone has it, but you need to wait for two hours. I wonder if sir can have the patience?" Fuji Qianqiu looked at Zou Zichuan and said slowly.

"As long as there are good things, two hours is nothing. Of course, I hope Mr. Teng has good things for me to spend two hours!"

"Well, very good, second brother, please take more good things, this gentleman appreciates it. I'll go out, Xiaofu, prepare horses."

"Yes!" The old man looked respectful, and a young guy had already run out.

"Self-accompaniment."

Fujikichiaki owed his body slightly to Zou Zichuan and then walked outside. Soon, a rapid sound of horse hooves came from outside, and the sound of horse hooves gradually drifted away.

...

In a huge conference room in the palace castle of the Gallon Empire, dozens of officials wearing armor and court uniforms were sitting. The emperor of the Gallon Empire sat on his head with an anxious look on his face. The atmosphere in the entire conference room seemed particularly solemn.

"Your Majesty, I believe that we have now lost most of the land of the empire. If the war continues so stalemate, it will be very unfavorable to the empire. We should take some risky actions in the military..."

"General Zhao, the empire's army is only less than 300,000. If you follow your method and put the enemy's army into the city, wouldn't we seek death?" A man with a dignified appearance and a very similar person to the emperor said aloud.

"Dude, this is a bad thing. If we do not take military adventures now, our morale will become lower and lower, our food will become less and less, our weapons and war horses will be depleted, and at the best, we will have nothing to let the meat of mermaids!"

...

If Zou Zichuan was here, he would definitely be shocked, because this General Zhao, wearing armor and a gentle face, was the middle-aged man he met on the prairie.

This person was the most prosperous General Zhao Lie in the Gallon Empire, and the person who talked to him was the powerful Duke of Edward.

The entire conference room seemed to be the only one who argued with the Grand Duke Edward and General Zhao Lie. The others were silent. Obviously, they did not want to intervene in the dispute between the two powerful figures.

Just as the argument was full of gunpowder, a servant hurriedly walked to the old emperor and whispered a few words.

"Let him come in, I happen to have something to look for him!" The old emperor snorted heavily. After all, he was on the throne for a long time and was overwhelming. He just snorted, and the conference room became more and more quiet and suffocating.

Soon, the attendant walked in with an old man. It was Fujiki, the boss of Jubaozhai.

"The grass people bow to the emperor!" Fuji Qianqiu walked into the conference room and gave a false gift.

"Give it a seat!" The old emperor didn't care about Fuji Chiaki's rudeness. Fuji Chiaki didn't even kneel down to him, but also to the other seventeen emperors. The old man's stubbornness has become notorious. It is said that he was almost executed by the emperor of the North, but he insisted on kneeling down.

Of course, Fuji Chiaki also has his capital. Fuji Ji Jubaozhai almost controls underground weapons transactions throughout the continent. He also controls 80% of the smuggling channels in the mainland. He also has the largest private weapons processing factory in the mainland, the largest logistics center, and the largest mercenary group...

"Mr. Teng has been avoiding me. Today he came to me. I wonder what it costs to do?" The old emperor had no good expression for this guy, because the imperial city now lacked bow and arrow weapons, and the old emperor had sent people to make a message many times, but this guy didn't give him any face at all.

After Fuji Chiaki sat upright, everyone smiled and nodded. Everyone nodded and gave a gift. No one dared to offend Fuji Chiaki blatantly. Everyone was the Grand Duke Edward and Zhao Lie who also gave a gift with a gift with a smile.

"Your Majesty, Cao Min is here to make a deal with you."

"Haha, aren't you not doing business with me?" The old emperor touched his chin and sneered. Today, he had made up his mind to never let this old guy go back again.

"The grass civilians used 50,000 arrow feathers, and 5,000 long bows to replace the emperor's purple core bow!" Fuji Qianqiu said straight to the point.

"Bang!"

"Teng Chiaki, you are too presumptuous!"

The old emperor stood up and slapped the conference table suddenly. Long Yan was furious. The entire conference room was immediately filled with murderous aura like an ice blade, extremely fierce. The door of the conference room also made a dull sound, and dozens of giant men in heavy armor rushed in.

"One hundred thousand arrow feathers, ten thousand long bows, I can only pay this price." Fuji Chiaki picked up the cup, took a sip of tea slowly, and said with a look of course, as if he had not seen dozens of giant men wearing heavy armor.
Chapter completed!