The Whole World Thinks I'm the Strongest

Chapter 200

"Hey, boss Qin, you haven't been very popular lately?" master Huang of the forging shop came over with a hammer and lay on the front desk of Qin'an, laughing and joking.

"Oh, master Huang, come and have tea." Qin An smiled and hurried to welcome him.

They are also very familiar with the stores opened by so many martial arts practitioners in fan street. Master Huang seems to be very interested in some things here.

However, a female tiger in her family is very strict, so she has no spare money to buy something to play with.

Today is different. He seems to be in a good mood when he sees Qin An. He will come and have a word when he is free.

After all, they are neighbors. If they have a better relationship, they may be able to introduce business to each other!

Qin An is also happy to get to know these people. After all, it's a little embarrassing to be a mortal.

Even the mortals in this street are better than him.

Even if you are not a martial artist, your physical quality is strong.

After all, Aunt Zhang, who picks dung in the East, and master Wen, the martial arts master in the south.

These people are not ordinary mortals. Qin An has no popularity here. It's better to be kind to others.

"Boss Qin, I don't know how much you can sell these things?" master Huang whispered, even glancing at her shop. Fortunately, the tigress went out and didn't come back today.

"Er... Not much." Qin An smiled and didn't say the exact price.

Even if he stayed here for some time, he still couldn't figure out how much he earned in the gaowu world.

When he remembered that those large-scale people were spending money like dirt, he couldn't help feeling that his savings were a little less?

"Not much, how much?" master Huang obviously planned to ask in the end, but he didn't want to say much when watching Qin angung drink tea, and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

"Well, what can't be said? You're like me. You're lucky. If an iron is forged well, you can sell a high price of 200 gold coins. If the quality is bad, maybe no one wants 100 gold coins!" master Huang said casually.

He didn't want to say when he saw Qin An. He should be afraid of being laughed at for earning too little.

So I just said it first, and the other party will have the opportunity to make up face.

He is now talking about the income of 200 gold coins. Even if the other party can't sell a few money, he will say his income is about 200, which is similar to him.

In this way, you will not lose your face and can cope with the past.

Master Huang, the business is not very good in recent days. He came to tease Qin'an to get some psychological comfort.

"Two hundred gold coins?" Qin An's face changed slightly and drank a mouthful of tea ruthlessly.

"Eh? Looking at boss Qin, it seems that the income is not ideal?" master Huang said with a smile, and the corners of his mouth have been a little proud.

This kind of ridicule of other people's income, only when you do it can you know how cool it is!

"Hey, boss Qin, you don't have to think too much about this kind of thing. After all, in this place where mortals gather, it's normal for income to be unstable or scarce."

"Since you are doing business in the world of martial arts practitioners, who doesn't hit the wall? Those who don't hit the wall have become a strong martial arts practitioner!" master Huang said a lot of truth, but his intention is still to damage Qin'an.

Naturally, the latter also heard that the goods had come to look for trouble, but he was a little afraid that he was wrong.

Who said he was so miserable in Qin'an?

"Er, master Huang, I'm sorry to interrupt. How do you know I'm not happy with my income?" Qin an asked suspiciously, with a smile on his lips.

He mews. Martial arts practitioners will hurt others if they hurt others. You own a forging shop. Why should you hurt me?

He is also a person with a system no matter how bad Qin'an is. Although this system is useless, it should also be extraordinary.

Although it's not very practical, the things made by relying on these skills are very exquisite. Those martial arts practitioners really like to play.

As the saying goes, self-confidence comes from strength. His income may be able to resist master Huang's for two months!

"Hmm? What do you mean?" master Huang didn't understand. What does Qin An mean? Can he earn more than himself?

"Young man, be down-to-earth and don't always boast!" master Huang took out two gold coins and shook them with a smile.

He obviously didn't believe how capable a 20-year-old young man in Qin'an could be.

Moreover, those things look really exquisite, but they are only exquisite. They are useless for martial arts practitioners, so he doesn't believe Qin An can sell them at a good price.

"Boss Qin is here to talk about how much you can sell?" master Huang smiled and asked, with some banter in his eyes.

"Well, it should be taller than you." Qin An nodded slightly, handed over a cup of tea and smiled.

"Taller than me? Ha ha." master Huang silently shook his head and laughed. Now young people are really special.

He was a martial artist close to the heaven elixir realm, but he was abandoned by the sect because of some mistakes when he was young, so he was reduced to this.

His true Qi and internal power can't be used to practice martial arts, so he set up a blacksmith shop here.

But even so, he is still a little proud, because the other party is just a lucky hairy boy.

Since Qin'an lived safely in this small shop at that time, he was a little uncomfortable.

Because he is a blacksmith uncle with some fame in fan street, and even the eyes of some little girls are attracted by Qin An.

After all, Qin'an is really younger and more handsome than him.

Although master Huang is a blacksmith who swings a hammer, he still has a male god dream in his heart!

If the female tiger at home hadn't been too strict with him, he would have wandered in the club, although he didn't have much money

"I, on average, it's only a price of five or six hundred. It's business every day." Qin An's mouth rose slightly, pulled the black cat to pour tea for him and smiled.

The black cat was forced to stand up and pour tea to Qin'an respectfully with a teapot in both hands.

Because if it doesn't obey, the braised fish that feeds on everything at night won't have its share!

I can bear it, I can bear it! The black cat's heart is 10000. The sales batch can't be told.

But when it was master Huang's turn, the black cat stopped.

Qin An is his master. It's natural to pour tea, but what is this? And let him pour tea?

Then he put down the teapot silently, which made master Huang more angry.

He laughed angrily and burst out: "boss Qin, sometimes cowhide can't be blown too much!"

In this street, I'm afraid few people can earn four or five hundred gold coins a day? This Qin An, why should he!