Exchange something?

Wu Yukang hurriedly asked, "Brother, what do you need?"

Liu Yong didn't hide anything, and said directly, "The first choice is the kung fu method, at least a yellow-level kung fu method, and the second is the Qiankun bag, at least the middle-grade Qiankun bag."

A motorcycle costs just over 10,000 yuan. Whether it's a yellow-level kungfu or a middle-grade Qiankun bag, it's a big profit.

The worst yellow-level skills are worth more than 10,000 gold coins, and the best yellow-level skills are worth tens of thousands of gold coins, hundreds of thousands of gold coins, depending on the situation. Mid-grade Qiankun bags are more expensive, usually around 100,000 gold coins.

It turned out that these two things were needed.

Wu Yukang pondered for a while, and then said, "I have two books of Huang-level exercises here, take a look."

As expected of a child from a great family, he can come up with two books of yellow-level exercises at once. You must know that more than 90% of the exercises on the market are not popular.

Two thread bound books.

One is Liuyang Gong, and the other is Qigong.

They are all yellow-level exercises. "Wanshitong" has an introduction to common yellow-level exercises, including these two exercises.

Liu Yong was a little disappointed, this is not his own dish, it is a little lower grade, just entered the ranks, to be precise, it is a low-grade Huang-level kung fu.

Shaking his head lightly, Liu Yong said, "These two exercises are a little bit worse, and I can't exchange for this motorcycle of mine."

What!

Wu Yukang became anxious, and quickly said, "I can add more money, one thousand gold coins, no, I can add two thousand gold coins."

Liu Yong shook his head and said, "Even if you add another 20,000 gold coins, if you can exchange it with me for a medium-grade Qiankun bag, then there will be no problem."

Mid-grade Qiankun bag!

This thing is precious, not everyone has it, many warriors don't even have a universe bag, and a few warriors think it is a very face-saving thing to have a low-grade universe bag.

A medium-grade universe bag, which is worth 100,000 gold coins. Wu Yukang has a medium-grade universe bag. He hesitated to exchange this universe bag with Liu Yong.

Liu Yong saw his hesitation, so he said, "Buying and selling is voluntary, and if you don't want to exchange, I won't force it."

After speaking, with a thought, the motorcycle was put into the universe bag.

Seeing the disappearance of the motorcycle, Wu Yukang became a little anxious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will exchange with you. Wait for a quarter of an hour."

"Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Wu Yukang left the box, probably looking for an empty room to free up the things in his Qiankun bag, and then exchange with Liu Yong.

Liu Yong was not in a hurry at all, sitting there as steady as Mount Tai, drinking tea unhurriedly.

If Wu Yukang doesn't exchange, there will be a second, a third, and the Nth one who wants to exchange the motorcycle with the middle-grade Qiankun bag.

There are relatively few medium-grade Qiankun bags, but in this world, there are even fewer motorcycles.

Within a quarter of an hour, Wu Yukang came in and handed Liu Yong a middle-grade universe bag.

In exchange, Liu Yong also took out the motorcycle and handed it to Wu Yukang, and taught him how to operate and drive it.

He is a warrior, and his reaction and agility are much better than ordinary people. There should be no problem driving this motorcycle.

After learning it, Liu Yong took out another barrel of gasoline, about 20 liters, "This car burns gasoline, which is gasoline. If there is no oil, you need to refuel. If this barrel of oil is used up, you can come to find it." I."

"Okay, okay."

At this moment, Wu Yukang was very happy, wishing he could ride this motorcycle to the street for a couple of laps right away.

"Brother, I'll go first and try this car."

Liu Yong said, "Go ahead, I'll drink tea here, after a few laps, if you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me, I'll drink tea here."

It seems that Liu Yong's after-sales work is good.

Wu Yukang happily left the teahouse, and then took out the motorcycle at the door of the teahouse. At first, he was a little nervous, but also a little excited to ride the motorcycle.

It was a little rusty at the beginning, swaying left and right, and almost fell to the ground. As expected of a warrior, his reaction and agility were good, but gradually he became regular.

Liu Yong was drinking tea slowly in the private room.

My heart is already happy!

What is a million profits, this is called a million profits!

This motorcycle is only a little over 10,000 yuan, and the purchasing power of more than 10,000 yuan is basically equivalent to ten gold coins in this world.

Something worth ten gold coins was exchanged for a medium-grade Qiankun bag worth one hundred thousand gold coins.

This is a medium-grade Qiankun bag!

Liu Yong followed the method of using the Qiankun Bag, and soon the Qiankun Bag belonged to Liu Yong, and no one else could open it except Liu Yong himself.

A space of ten feet square!

Compared with the previous low-grade Qiankun bag, the space is much larger, a hundred times larger!

This bull batch can hold a lot of things, and there is no problem putting a few off-road vehicles in it.

Free up the contents of the previous low-grade Qiankun bag and put them all into this middle-grade Qiankun bag. In this way, Liu Yong has two universe bags on his body.

on the street.

Wu Yukang has become the most handsome boy, riding this motorcycle through the streets and alleys, he is very happy and feels very face.

He just loves being the center of attention!

Many people are curious!

Some powerful people were envious, and wished they could grab Wu Yukang and ask him what it was.

"That's Mr. Wu, he's so majestic!"

"As expected of the Wu family, I don't know where I got such a strange thing."

"If I have one too, that would be great. You see, how fast it runs, it will go away in a while."

After riding for 30 to 40 minutes, Wu Yukang stole the limelight before returning to the teahouse full of enthusiasm.

Noticing the joy on Wu Yukang's face, Liu Yong said, "How about it, it feels good."

"It's worth it. I was reluctant to part with this medium-grade Qiankun bag just now, but now it seems that I have taken advantage of it."

as long as you are happy.

Liu Yong said, "I still have a few good things here. Where is the most powerful auction house in Haizhou Prefecture? I want to auction them all."

"Oh, do you have any good things?" Wu Yukang's eyes lit up.

Liu Yong nodded slightly.

In the Qiankun bag, there were three more motorcycles, which were of the same style as the one sold to Wu Yukang. In addition, there were several weapons made of black alloy.

This is the era of cold weapons. These few weapons should not be bad, and it is estimated that they can sell for some money.

This time he came to the world of Gaowu again, besides selling these things, Liu Yong's plan was to buy some things back home, such as pills, tea leaves, and ingredients.

In addition, the most, most, most important thing is to buy a slightly better exercise and try to practice it. Maybe you can break through the bottleneck of the human body and make yourself stronger.

And good stuff!

Wu Yukang looked at Liu Yong with bright eyes, and wanted to see what good things those were.

The third one is here!

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