Selling 100 leaves from the Watermill Plains for 50,000 gold coins wasn't considered expensive, especially since they were of high quality, with a purity level above 90. It was estimated that the collector of these leaves was at least level 5 in gathering skills, and the leaves hadn't been picked for too long.
Yefeng really wanted to buy all 100 leaves, but obviously, that was impossible. Even buying 8 leaves at the price was also not feasible, because the seller had set a fixed price—you had to buy all if you wanted to purchase any.
50,000 gold coins might not be much for the average class in the game, as buying even a single piece of equipment would cost more. But for Yefeng, it was an astronomical figure.
Luckily, there were two words in this world: negotiation.
"Hello, are you there? Please respond!" Yefeng smiled bitterly and found that the merchant was online through the system search, so he sent a short message to the owner of the store named Wind and Splendor.
Five minutes later, a message came back: "Who are you? I don't know you."
Yefeng considered his words and replied, "Sorry for bothering you. I want to buy the leaves you have listed on the trading platform."
"Just take them if you want them, why message me?" The player's tone seemed harsh, perhaps because they were in the middle of fighting and were annoyed by the interruption.
Yefeng felt a bit helpless, realizing he hadn't been clear enough. So, he replied again, "I'm sorry, I didn't explain clearly. I don't have enough money. I can only afford to buy 8 leaves. Could you cancel the trade and list 8 leaves for me to buy?" Yefeng was polite, considering that each message posted on the trading platform incurred a fee, and canceling a transaction wouldn't refund the previous fee, so Yefeng's request meant the other party would lose several hundred gold coins.
"..." There was no response from the other party, just a series of ellipses, indicating their dissatisfaction with Yefeng. This was understandable; anyone willing to buy leaves was likely a player with advanced pharmacology skills. Even a player who never exchanged real money for in-game currency wouldn't have trouble coming up with a mere 50,000 gold coins. So, hearing that Yefeng could only afford 8 leaves, any player in the game would think he was joking.
Yefeng sighed. Perhaps in reality, he should find a job.
"I'm sorry, I'm not joking with you. Everyone has their low points. I only have 4000 gold coins on me right now. If you think it's troublesome, then forget it." Yefeng replied sincerely.
The other party seemed to have something else to deal with, maybe they were in a battle. After a while, they replied, "Green Leaf City, Crystal Bar, you hold a weapon as a marker, I'll sell them to you in person."
Even in a game, there were different classes of players. You could tell someone's status from the quality of their equipment. Yefeng's set of equipment wasn't top-notch; in fact, many pieces were no longer suitable for his level. For example, his ring, the 28th-level Ring of Nostalgia, with its 3 points of magic attack and 15 points of HP, was decent among similar rings, but its appearance was lacking, lacking luster and style. Similarly, his robe, the 40th-level Bright Priest's Robe, was most valuable in pure white, while Yefeng's dark gray was only slightly better than dark cyan, and after many levels of battles, it had become tattered. Then there was his staff, the 41st-level Staff of Protection, emitting a faint blue light, obviously a top-quality equipment, but compared to Yefeng's level 50, it was outdated.
If Yefeng hadn't worn the Light Cap, which could only be equipped at level 50, the 41st-level top-tier staff would still be quite cool. But with the Light Cap, anyone with eyes could see that you were a level 50 player, and someone who was still using a 41st-level staff at level 50 would definitely be looked down upon.
So, when Yefeng became the only player in the city carrying a weapon and wearing this messy set of equipment, appearing in the Crystal Bar, it naturally drew the attention of many people, and almost everyone who glanced at Yefeng did so with a disdainful expression, as if to say: this poor guy, what's he doing here?
The environment of the Crystal Bar was excellent, not even to be called a bar. The luxury could be felt clearly from the entrance, where bright lights reflected off the new green leaves, like the shade of early summer penetrated by sunlight. Flowers bloomed around, not in pots, but actually planted in the soil, as if a beautiful woman born with outstanding elegance stood out in the bustling city. Upon entering, the beautiful and huge crystal chandelier poured out a romantic dim light, the baroque-style seats were covered in exquisite velvet, and the sofa fabric was also exquisitely embroidered. Accompanied by the lingering music, NPC waiters stood gracefully at the bar, always wearing a subtle and charming smile.
Although eating wasn't necessary in the game and you wouldn't starve to death, this virtual extravagance and enjoyment never lost its charm. In reality, the wealthy would definitely be willing to pay for this. In a place like the Crystal Bar, a simple cocktail would cost several thousand gold coins, perhaps enough for Yefeng to have a drink.
"Sir, what would you like to drink?" The NPC controlled by the smart brain hadn't reached the level of being able to discern the amount of gold coins in the opponent's bag from their appearance, and politely asked.
A menu popped up in front of Yefeng. For someone like Yefeng, who had a language barrier, all he had to do was point with his finger, no need to answer verbally.
Yefeng skipped the most expensive drinks and ignored the cheapest—buying drinks meant he wouldn't be able to buy leaves, so why bother coming here? Yefeng chose to cancel, and the waiter didn't say anything, just smiled slightly and returned to his original position.
As Yefeng looked around the bar, he waited for the seller to arrive. It seemed that the seller was also wealthy, or else they wouldn't have chosen such a place for the transaction.
"Someone's here." Yefeng withdrew his speculations about the owner of the 'Wind and Splendor' store. Since Yefeng entered the bar, his shabby equipment had attracted the attention of many people. But just now, Yefeng suddenly noticed that almost everyone in the bar had turned their attention to the door.