The guest's face turned dark. He had never seen anyone so shameless and actually called him a pervert.
Okay, you are thick-skinned, you should be invincible.
The guest didn't waste any time and left quickly.
Youyou was also dumbfounded. Are there any such magnanimous and exaggerated people these days?
Gu Qingxi said angrily: "Master Jueming, I just realized today that you still have a bit of a dry sense of humor."
"Eh? How did you recognize me?" the stall owner asked in surprise.
That's right, this stall owner is none other than Jueming, who disguised himself as a handsome uncle.
"I recognized you right away by your eyes..." Gu Qingxi said casually, her eyes resting on Jueming's stall, "Are you also giving people luck today?"
"Of course not. The purpose of setting up stalls at the Ten Thousand Methods Conference is of course to make money. At every Ten Thousand Methods Conference, many monks will come from the cultivation world, so I will dispose of some of the junk." Jueming said confidently.
Gu Qingxi asked: "The rags you are talking about are probably good things, right?" Jue Ming's strength means that the things he thinks are rags should also be good things for ordinary monks.
"Ah, no, it's just really shabby." Jueming said casually.
Gu Qingxi: "???"
Youyou was also confused. Are you serious about dealing with junk in this market?
"What is this?" Gu Qingxi picked up a long white feather and asked.
"Feathers." Jueming replied.
"I mean what kind of feather is this?"
"I don't know. I picked it up. For the sake of my acquaintance, I'll give you a discount, five hundred spirit stones." Jueming said with a generous look.
"But, this seems to be an ordinary feather." Youyou looked carefully at the feather on Gu Qingxi's hand, and finally confirmed that it was really just an ordinary feather.
And it was picked up by this stall owner.
Selling five hundred spirit stones, this business without capital is too good, right?
"What about this stone?" Gu Qingxi picked up an inconspicuous stone on the stall and asked.
"I picked it up at the gate of our Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect yesterday." Jueming replied.
Gu Qingxi: "..."
"What about this one? Isn't all this fruit gone?" Youyou asked as he picked up a fruit from the stall, but turned around and saw a tooth mark on it.
Youyou put down the fruit silently, not wanting to ask anymore about the origin of the fruit.
Gu Qingxi also saw the tooth marks on the fruit. She asked with a complicated expression: "Then when did you start setting up a stall here? Did you sell anything?"
"Of course I will set up a stall as soon as the market opens." Jueming replied, and then said confidently, "Not a single one has been sold yet."
Gu Qingxi was silent. It was really strange that these rags could be sold.
Jueming smiled at Gu Qingxi again and said, "Otherwise, you can be the first customer and let me open the door."
"Those five spiritual stones." Gu Qingxi said, holding the long snow-white feathers in her hand.
"Fifty, that's enough for me to buy a plate of food." Jueming bargained.
Gu Qingxi was speechless, took out fifty spiritual stones, threw them to Jueming, put away his feathers and left with Youyou.
Jueming put away the spirit stone, looked at Gu Qingxi's back, smiled, and sat back, waiting for the next customer with half-squinted eyes.
These things are indeed junk, but I don't know when they will be used for other purposes.
The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect attaches great importance to the word fate.
Getting to know people is fate.
Obtaining something is also due to fate.
There were so many things on his stall, but it was fate that Gu Qingxi saw the feather at first sight and picked it up.
Everything in the world has its destiny.
Gu Qingxi and Youyou walked far away, and Youyou said: "Actually, I think that your friend just now, setting up a stall should be one of his funs, just like the two of us like food and shopping."
Gu Qingxi thought about it and realized it was true.
The first time I met Jue Ming, he was setting up a stall to sell things, saying he was giving people opportunities.
Anyway, Jueming’s hobbies really cannot connect him with Buddhist practice.
She likes to watch the excitement, eat meat and drink alcohol, be pretty, and also likes to set up stalls.
Youyou quickly put this episode behind her and took Gu Qingxi around the market happily. In the end, her storage bag was almost full before she gave up.
This made Gu Qingxi a little confused: "Didn't Jiuya refine a larger storage magic weapon for you?"
If Yun Jiuya, the maniac who dotes on his wife, refines a storage weapon for Youyou, it will definitely not be a storage bag like a sachet, but he will refine rings, bracelets and the like.
"I don't want it. I still want to wait until you regain your strength and we can refine the bracelet together." Youyou pointed at the bracelet on Gu Qingxi's wrist and said, "I want the same one."
The bracelet she wore before was made by her and Qing Xi together, and it was the same as Qing Xi's bracelet.
But when she died in her previous life, the bracelet was blocked by Qing Xi and retained her soul, but the bracelet was also destroyed.
For her, wearing the same bracelet as Qing Xi has different meanings.
Therefore, she would rather wait for Qingxi to regain her strength before refining the bracelet with Qingxi.
Gu Qingxi laughed and nodded: "Okay, after this Wanfa Conference is over, I will learn how to refine the storage magic weapon, and we will make the same one in the future."
Youyou smiled and nodded vigorously in gratitude.
"Then let's go to the place where the kitchen repairman sets up a stall to eat." Youyou took Gu Qingxi's hand and pointed in the direction.
"Didn't you say that chefs don't use good materials to support their stalls?" Gu Qingxi asked.
"Yes, but it must be delicious when made with other ingredients. After all, many powerful chefs have come to participate in this Ten Thousand Methods Conference." Youyou said with a smile.
Gu Qingxi nodded: "Okay, let's go."
The place where the chefs set up their stall is not far from here. As soon as you get closer, you can smell the mouth-watering aroma.
For a moment, both Gu Qingxi and Youyou had trouble choosing. Which restaurant should they eat first? Every one looks delicious.
"Two beautiful fellow Taoists, come and try the fried noodles I made." From a stall not far away, a burly, thick-looking man shouted to Gu Qingxi and the others.
"Then let's go try it." Youyou took the lead in walking towards the stall.
Gu Qingxi followed behind.
After approaching the stall, a dark-skinned child wiped the table and chairs diligently with a rag, then asked Gu Qingxi and Youyou to sit down, and immediately brought two cups of tea.
The burly man rolled out the noodles and stir-fried the sauce quickly.
Youyou said smoothly: "Fellow Taoist, your child is really sensible and hard-working. He helps you out at such a young age."
