Chapter 15: Tsunade's Poverty Smile

"Unexpected... appear directly?"

Tsunade looked at Shen Mo, who suddenly appeared, and seemed to realize something as she looked at the badge in her hand.

"The badge itself has a positioning function, but it's only useful when activated," Shen Mo explained, while maintaining the elegant smile of a mysterious merchant.

Then, the Fei Ju in her hand suddenly struggled and jumped down from Shen Mo's hand, shaking off the water on its body and angrily meowing at him.

He had taken advantage of her carelessness and grabbed her to take a bath.

"Owner, you're too much, meow!"

"Don't get dirty again, Fei Ju." Shen Mo waved his hand helplessly.

Magic from Harry Potter, a new look.

In an instant, Fei Ju regained its cute and fluffy appearance.

Satisfied, it climbed up Shen Mo's pant leg and onto his shoulder, licking his neck as if it had forgiven him.

"Is this cat called Fei Ju?" Tsunade's attention was slightly drawn to Fei Ju.

After all, she was adorably mischievous.

"Yes, Fei Ju. She's a little naughty," Shen Mo doted, rubbing Fei Ju's head and receiving a comfortable meow in return.

Tsunade looked at Shen Mo, who was not wearing a disguise, and seemed to have a new understanding of him.

Although he was a mysterious merchant from another world, he unexpectedly had a soft spot for small animals.

"Well then, Miss Tsunade." Shen Mo refreshed himself and looked at Tsunade with a smile. "How many sets of level-two jars would you like to buy this time?"

"Can I only buy level-two jars?" Tsunade crossed her arms, seeming a little dissatisfied.

"You're already a junior member, so you can't buy level-one jars anymore. Moreover, you need to buy fifty sets of level-two jars before you can purchase level-three jars," Shen Mo explained.

This was the rule he had customized.

But once the rules were spoken, they had to be followed.

The old saying goes that you can't let people know you're the big boss.

"Is it that troublesome?" Tsunade frowned, but unsurprisingly, did not argue with Shenmo, a part-timer.

"So, how many sets would Miss Tsunade like to buy?" Shen Mo asked again.

Then, he saw Tsunade raise a hand.

"Five sets?" Shen Mo was a little regretful.

He had been doing big business these past few days, and only getting a deal for five jars seemed a little too small.

"Five jars," Tsunade corrected silently.

"...," Shen Mo was full of astonishment.

How many?

Five jars?

I spent tens of thousands of trading points to move to Konoha, and the deal was only for five jars?

"What kind of expression is that?" Tsunade said confidently, "Who told you to sell jars at such a high price."

"But our jars are really worth the price," Shen Mo didn't know what expression to have. He came back to Konoha and was still poor, so what was the point?

He decided to stimulate Tsunade a little.

"Miss Tsunade, if you don't meet a certain trading amount within a certain time frame, your membership status may..."

"Comparing with the previous three ninjas of Konoha and Senju Princess, Shen Mo realized that his initial guess might have some deviation.

Ninjas are generally not poor, that's for sure, but their desire for money is usually not too strong since they pursue personal strength. The truly wealthy ones still depend on the nobles and merchants among ordinary people. However, this does not mean that ninjas have no trading value. In addition to money, ninja skills, knowledge, experience, and even vitality are also valuable.

Moreover... Shen Mo's mouth hooked a slightly imperceptible smile. After realizing the importance of money, what kind of means would those talented ninjas use to obtain trading capital? He was somewhat looking forward to it.

At this moment, Tsunade in front of him stared at the five jars, with a slightly nervous expression. Although they were only second-level jars, they could still contain good things. She reached out her hand and almost touched them but suddenly withdrew it. "Shen Mo, you come to open it."

"Eh?" Shizune was taken aback. "Stop talking, your luck should be better than mine." Tsunade stepped aside, rare for her to admit her unlucky gambling.

"But, didn't Lady Tsunade open..." Shizune looked at Tsunade's expression and decided to shut up. At this point, it was her turn to be nervous. Shen Mo just smiled and said nothing.

When opening the jars, the combination of tension and anticipation was one of the charms of the jars. In the end, Shizune closed her eyes and opened the first jar. Inside was a bottle of bright red medicinal liquid.

"Is this a healing potion?" Tsunade recognized it at a glance. "Isn't this from a first-level jar?" Jing Yin stared with wide eyes, angry at Shen Mo. "It's a fifty-thousand-yuan jar, how could it contain items from the first-level jar?"

Although a healing potion was a good thing, the value of this jar was too low. Even someone like Shizune, who had such a personality, felt like crying because of the loss.

"It's not the same," Shen Mo smiled faintly. "Because it is a medical series jar, it can't be without various potions. However, the medicinal effect of the potion opened from the second-level jar is ten times that of the potion in the first-level jar. In other words, we made a profit with this jar. We're not unscrupulous merchants!"

The last sentence was said firmly by Shen Mo. There was no way, the system had set limits. In order to achieve a transaction that could be converted into trading points, the value of the traded item had to be at least one-fifth of the other party's item value. The fifty-thousand-yuan second-level jar was equivalent to thirty thousand trading points. The lowest item in the jar must be worth at least six thousand trading points.

"Shizune, your luck is indeed good." Tsunade held the bottle of healing potion in her hand, with a face full of a poor smile. "This thing should be able to swindle a lot of money from that old man."