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Chapter 687: Rampant Junior Alchemist


Chang Xiyuan was immediately infuriated, and the expression on his face looked quite rich: "A mere junior alchemist is so rampant."

As he said that, he turned back and looked pointedly in Mu Chuyue's direction.

It's just that the arrogant group of people at the dinner table didn't seem to pay attention to Chang Xiyuan's eyes, and still looked at the students' direction with unwavering contempt.

"The junior alchemist is not someone you can afford to offend."

The big man who spoke first became the spokesman for the alchemist next to him.

Obviously, he was the most eloquent among the alchemist's four followers.

Sure enough, after the big man finished speaking, the alchemist who had been sitting steadily gave him an appreciative look.

The big man was praised, and his chin was raised even more like his master's.

Chang Xiyuan was particularly speechless by this group of people who felt particularly good about themselves.

At this moment, he didn't want to talk to them anymore.

He was afraid that if he said a few more words, his IQ would be affected.

Get down.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Chang Xiyuan glanced lightly, then put his arm on Lan Ying's shoulder and walked towards the wooden cabinet where the shopkeeper was napping.

The big men sat back in the distance and did not provoke Chang Xiyuan too much.

The alchemist took a sip from the wine bowl and looked at the group of people smiling silently, wondering what he was feeling happy about at the moment.

Mu Chuyue stood at the back of the team, keeping a fist-width distance from Xiao Jinyan, taking in all the alchemist's subtle movements.

She couldn't explain why, but she always felt that the guy opposite seemed to be waiting to see their group's jokes.

The wooden cabinet stood high, with an earth-colored wine jar with a layer of dust on it.

In addition, there are several large bunches of condiments such as garlic and dried chili hanging on the side of the wooden cabinet.

These things are often not displayed in such a conspicuous place on the reception desk in hotels with better business.

It can be seen from this that the business of this inn is not very good.

Seeing this situation, Chang Xiyuan felt more relieved.

If business is not good, doesn't it mean that there are probably twenty or even more guest rooms left here?

If it is really as Chang Xiyuan thought, that would be great.

Chang Xiyuan reached out and patted the large wooden cabinet a few times, and the shopkeeper suddenly returned to reality from his half-dream state.

"Housekeeper, you have twenty guest rooms here.

Please arrange them for me quickly.

My students are all tired."

As he spoke, Chang Xiyuan raised his head and glanced at the wooden sign hanging on the wooden cabinet, which read the prices of Hongxing Inn rooms: five silver coins per night for an ordinary room, and twenty silver coins for an upper room.

The price is quite affordable, Chang Xiyuan sighed secretly.

According to the popular exchange ratio on the mainland, one thousand silver coins can be exchanged for one gold coin, even if they all stay in the upper room tonight.

All in all, it only costs four hundred silver coins.

Compared to Landu's starting price, which is based on spiritual stones, it's almost insanely cheap.

Chang Xiyuan calculated this data in a short time, thinking that even if there was no settlement commission for tomorrow's mercenary mission, he could show off in front of the students with his own money.

Well, as expected, small countries are better The shopkeeper raised his head, but his eyes were not as enthusiastic as Chang Xiyuan expected.

It seems that he is not too enthusiastic about the "big business" he is about to get. xx4911131: