blenderwars Chapter 437 Bargaining
Chapter 437 Bargaining
Chapter 437 Bargaining
"Uh...remove the ignition device?"
He Nan was a little confused when he heard this.
"What do you mean?"
"If you buy it, I will teach you."
"Okay." He Nan nodded, thinking that selling it here would be a good idea: "How much?"
"$5600."
"5600?!"
He Nan was taken aback.
"Boss, is this thing so expensive?"
"This item is unpopular in the first place, and it's not mass-produced. It's normal to be more expensive." The proprietress smiled: "So, do you want it or not?"
"Cheaper."
He Nan tried to bargain.
"How much do you pay?" the proprietress asked.
really.
In the black market, it is impossible not to bargain.
This is one of the reasons why it is called the vegetable market.
The place where you set up a stall to sell things has always been one of the few places where you can bargain.
And here, you can also bargain.
It's not like being in a gun shop.
The weapons in the gun shop are basically no bargaining.
There is also an issue of excise tax and gun tax involved.
Very complicated.
Bargaining... the first time you open your mouth, how much is it?
He Nan fell into deep thought.
He thinks that you can't say too much, if you open your mouth, you will be broken, and people will probably not want to talk to you anymore.
However, it is certain that the discount cannot be said too little.
Otherwise, you will suffer yourself.
After weighing it, he finally said so.
"4000. How about it?"
"No, it's too cheap." The proprietress shook her head, "You're making me lose money."
"4200." He Nan continued to test.
"At this price, please go to another place to buy it. I definitely can't do it here."
The proprietress once again flatly denied it.
"...4600." He Nan bid for the third time: "4600, how about it?"
"No." The proprietress looked at him and Shirley, who was giggling inexplicably, and said, "Both of you need to use it? I can give you a [-]% discount if you buy two at once."
He Nan thought about it, and it was not bad.
In this case, each is 5040 US dollars.
Total savings of over $1000.
"How about it, Shirley, do you want to use it?" He Nan looked at her.
"I feel like there's no point in using this..." Xue Li was still inexplicably happy, and replied with a smile: "You can buy it yourself."
"Then can I get a [-]% discount if I buy it alone?" He Nan turned to look at the boss.
"No."
"...[-]% off." He Nan gave in again: "[-]% off, how about it? It's cheaper, and I can buy you some ammunition."
"If I don't give you a cheap price, don't you still buy it?"
The proprietress said so, but she agreed to the next sentence.
However, He Nan was asked to buy another ten boxes of ammunition for the liquid injector at one time.
A box of ammunition only has six liquid cans.
He Nan had to buy more once he came here, so he agreed.
"The ammunition your family sells is not more expensive than other people's." He Nan reminded her: "We will go to other black markets in a while. If we are slaughtered, we will not come here again in the future."
"Thank you for the reminder, because I was going to sell you more expensive, and then make up for the discount just now."
She said this jokingly, but she didn't know if it was true or not.
However, He Nan stopped in his ears, feeling extremely embarrassed.
... It's hard to tell if she's serious.
However, if she really wanted to do this... then she wouldn't say it, would she?
……No way?
Thinking of this, He Nan felt a little uncertain.
All in all, she was already asking what ammo to buy.
He Nan thought, since everyone is here, let's try everything.
Too bad there is no freezer tank.
He ended up buying more than ten boxes.
Because he bought ten boxes of gasoline cans alone.
The remaining acid tanks, coma liquid tanks and liquid explosives were bought in five boxes each.
This eliminates the need to refill liquid launcher ammo for extended periods of time.
Their prices also vary.
The coma fluid jars are the most expensive at $150 a box.
Next came acid cans, $120 a box.
Canisters of liquid explosives cost $60 a box.
Gasoline cans are the cheapest at $50 a box.
Probably because of the low cost of gasoline.
Each box is six.
This one makes no difference.
"Okay, we can help you deliver the goods you bought to a nearby car. You can also push the car there by yourself." The proprietress put the recovered banknotes in front of He Nan, and then picked up a bag he bought. He Nan took out a gasoline can, opened it, and showed He Nan its structure: "As you can see, these cans are all transparent. It is probably for the convenience of users to appreciate the appearance of the liquid inside... That's the beauty of liquid launchers. Some people just wish they weren't shooting grenades, but these 'magic' potions - you seem to be one of them, don't you?"
"No, no, I just want to use it to launch gasoline." He Nan explained: "The others are bought for use."
"Oh, arsonist." The proprietress pointed to a stall selling a series of arson props not far away: "Would you like to go there and have a look, maybe you can make good friends with the boss."
"...Forget it. I feel like I will be invited to join some strange arson club, or get involved in a huge arson case." He Nan looked at the manic-looking elder brother at the booth, and sweated.
"Aren't you just a pyromaniac?"
"I'm not!"
He Nan immediately defended.
At the same time, Shirley laughed out loud.
Gan!
I don't like being called a pyromaniac!
He Nan felt resentful.
He thought, how could a good-natured young man like him, who was healthy in body and mind, become a pyromaniac?
In the future, at most, I will be addicted to the screams when people are burned to death with fire and cannot extricate themselves!
This is just a small problem.
Not worth worrying about at all.
Thinking this way, He Nan urged the proprietress to teach him how to remove the ignition device of the gasoline tank.
"that's it."
The proprietress unscrewed the top fixture of the gasoline tank with a screwdriver.
Then, disassemble the closed slots and unscrew the safety part respectively, revealing a small ignition device, take it out and put it aside.
"Do you understand?" the proprietress asked, "Each tank can be unloaded like this...Be careful when you take it apart. The gasoline tank is fine, if it's acid or something, it's easy to cause accidents. The coma potion is also easy to volatilize."
"Understood, but it's quite troublesome." He Nan complained.
"You despise trouble with such a small step, are you also capable of being an arsonist?"
"I told you I'm not a pyromaniac!"
He Nan felt tired for a while.
It's the same as him explaining that he's not a superhero.
It's useless to explain.
People just don't believe it.
The more you describe, the darker.
In the end, people talk too much, and the self-destructive person may really become a pyromaniac.
(End of this chapter)