Looking at the bustling barter area in front of him, Fang Qing was a little surprised, a little curious and excited.
It was his first time here, and he had never heard of it before. Because his strength was too low, his interactions with his brothers were extremely limited. Although Fang Qing had a strong character at that time, he was also very withdrawn.
Therefore, the brothers did not take the initiative to approach him. Just imagine, which master is willing to contact a person with the lowest level of cultivation? Really very few.
When everyone came here, they immediately separated and went to find what they needed. Fang Qing wandered alone, looking at the stalls set up by many casual cultivators in front of him, and looking at the things in front of them.
"Huh? What is this?"
Fang Qing was suddenly attracted by the bottles and cans on a stall, and couldn't help but get closer and take a closer look.
"What do you like, little brother? Just take your pick."
The stall owner is a middle-aged man, in his fifties, with a low cultivation level, only at the peak of the eighth level of the Body Refining Realm.
This kind of person looks like a casual cultivator at first glance. He is over fifty years old and is still in the physical training realm. He definitely has no resources and no one to guide him. He works hard on his own. It is too difficult to make further progress.
Squatting on the ground, Fang Qing carefully looked at the bottles and jars on the ground. They were all porcelain. They looked old and had an old appearance.
"What is this?"
Fang Qing didn't see these things and asked the stall owner.
"Little brother, this is a fine old wine. It is definitely a fine product."
The middle-aged man said, looking at Fang Qing with some excitement, as if looking at a fat sheep. He could tell that Fang Qing must be the son of a big family, and he was definitely not short of money.
"Huh? Old wine? Why is it so weird?"
Fang Qing was stunned, wine? I don't dare to drink. If Fang Buhui finds out, he will lose his skin. The Fang family's rules are very strict.
"Little brother, I don't know. This is from an ancient tomb. It is definitely an old wine, and it is extremely fragrant."
The middle-aged man licked the corner of his mouth, looking a little greedy.
"What? An ancient tomb? Can you sell this? Can you drink it?"
Fang Qing felt so disgusted that the things in the dead people's tombs were being sold, which really made him speechless.
He stood up, turned around and left. He didn't want to be contaminated by this dead man's things. It was bad luck!
"Hey, little brother, don't leave. Look again. Let me tell you about the benefits of this?" the middle-aged man shouted hurriedly.
The other vendors laughed. It was obvious that this was not the first time they had encountered this situation. Dead people's goods were not so easy to sell.
"Little brother, look at my place. Are these elixirs okay?"
"Little brother, come here, come and take a look at my place. This ancient sword is quite old. It is definitely a magic weapon. Don't miss it!"
"Little brother, according to my investigation, this ancient map should be located deep in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains. It may contain the inheritance of a peerless master. Let's take a look."
Fang Qing felt dizzy for a while. He didn't expect that this bartering area was so mixed, and everyone treated him as a fat sheep, and the cowhide was about to burst.
Continuing to walk forward, he was very curious about these things. From time to time he squatted on the ground and looked at them, which was also good for gaining insights.
As he was walking, his steps stalled and his face looked very strange, because the mysterious beads in the depths of his consciousness suddenly rioted and shook, exuding a sense of longing.
"Fuck! You scared me to death. What are you doing? Want to rebel?"
Fang Qing roared in his heart, scolding the mysterious beads for being unreasonable, and suddenly rioted, almost scaring him to death.
The mysterious beads ignored him and continued to riot, rising and falling. The urge and desire were very strong, like a child who saw candy and wanted to eat it reluctantly.
"Fuck! What on earth do you mean?"
Fang Qing was a little depressed. He couldn't understand the meaning of the mysterious beads and felt very depressed.
He wanted to move on, but his body was strangely stuck in place, unable to move forward or retreat.
Deep in the sea of consciousness, the mysterious bead was still trembling, and the rainbow light condensed into a colorful light belt, pointing at the stall on Fang Qing's right.
"Is there something you need there?" Fang Qing asked the mysterious bead in his heart.
This time, the mysterious bead rose and fell again and again, as if in response to Fang Qing's question.
After receiving the answer from the mysterious bead, Fang Qing's expression did not change at all. He slowly walked to a stall on the right and looked at it casually, without any purpose or specificity.
Of course he did this on purpose, otherwise if someone found out that he had fallen in love with something, the other party would raise the price, and he would have to pay a huge price, so he deliberately made the same gesture as before and did not let anyone know. Anyone notices anything unusual.
"Little brother, come and take a look, is there anything you like? These are all exquisite products!"
A monk who was about forty or fifty years old looked at Fang Qing with a smile, with the same expression as the previous vendors, who regarded Fang Qing as a fat sheep.
"High-quality products? You all say that your things are high-quality products. Just now, the uncle took out the wine from the ancient tomb and asked me to buy it. Is that also high-quality products?"
Fang Qing laughed and joked with the vendor.
"Huh? How can it be the same? The stuff I have here, Lao Ma, is much better than their stuff!"
The casual cultivator who called himself Lao Ma looked a little embarrassed.
As before, Fang Qing squatted in front of his stall, looking at a large meal of weird things in front of him. There were medicinal materials, animal meat, and many black and white jade-like things, all the size of a fist. There were even A pair of petite and exquisite women's animal skin shoes.
"Uncle, you only sell other weird things. Why do you still sell women's shoes?"
Fang Qing was immediately shocked and looked at him strangely, as if looking at a strange uncle.
The stall owners of other stalls burst into laughter on the spot, and the scene was extremely lively. They all booed and laughed at the old stall owner.
"Little brother, don't listen to their nonsense. These are not ordinary shoes, but are made of the skin of the nine-tailed flame fox. They are extremely tough and invulnerable." The old horse looked embarrassed, tried his best to deceive, and said a lot of good things.
Just as Fang Qing squatted in front of Lao Ma's stall, the mysterious bead in the depths of the sea of consciousness trembled violently, emitting an extremely longing expression. Obviously, what it needed was right here.
So Fang Qing deliberately teased Lao Ma, said that, casually looked through his collection, shook his head, and deliberately disapproved.
Lao Ma became anxious and tried even harder to deceive. He kept saying that these things were all obtained from ruins and were definitely treasures. You would not suffer any loss if you bought them.
Picking up a stone, Fang Qing looked carefully, but found nothing, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.
Just after he picked up a fist-sized black stone, the mysterious bead deep in the sea of consciousness trembled violently. It was obviously this black stone that caused the mysterious bead to react violently.
"Are these ores?" Fang Qing asked deliberately.
"Well, it should be true. They may be precious ores. Maybe precious metals can be extracted. The swords made of them must be extremely sharp."
Obviously, Lao Ma doesn't know at all whether these stones are ores. They are all casual cultivators. How can they have so much knowledge?
"Haha, my copper mine doesn't produce such ore?" Fang Qing looked at Lao Ma with disdain.
"Copper Mine? Er, the young master is from the Fang family?"
Lao Ma had also heard about the Fang family's possession of copper ore, and was shocked for a while.
"Well, tell me, are these stones ores?" Fang Qing said with a smile.
"Huh? Young master, this is a joke. Just buy whichever one you like. It's also good for the seniors in the clan to appreciate it!" Lao Ma said awkwardly.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Qing deliberately looked hesitant, obviously a little moved.
Lao Ma took the opportunity to publicize it hard and tried his best to deceive, hoping that Fang Qing could buy his things. He had put them on display for several days, but he hadn't sold a single tael of silver. He was planning to close the stall and throw away these things.
Looking through the stones again, Fang Qing hesitated again and finally said, "How much do you sell these stones for?"
Lao Ma was overjoyed and said hurriedly, "Each piece of ore costs ten taels of silver, so it's all good stuff!"
"What? Twelve?"
Fang Qing deliberately raised his voice and stared at Lao Ma with great surprise and disdain.
"Hahaha, little brother, ignore him, look at my place, I also have ore, it is definitely much better than his."
On the side, the stall owner of another stall took the opportunity to say to Fang Qing.
"No, let's discuss it again, five taels of silver per piece, five taels."
When Lao Ma saw that Fang Qing was about to back down, he hurriedly lowered the price to five taels of silver per piece.
"Okay, count how many ores there are in total, wrap them up, and let's do the math!" Fang Qing said without caring.
"Twenty yuan in total, one hundred taels of silver." Lao Ma quickly wrapped up the stones and told Fang Qing the number.
He took out a hundred taels of silver notes and handed it to Lao Ma. He took the bag from Lao Ma's hand, weighed it, and deliberately showed regret on his face.
Lao Ma just pretended not to see it and lowered his head to pack other things with a nervous look. He was afraid that Fang Qing would regret not buying it. He didn't dare to offend Fang Qing. He still had to pay him back the money. A direct disciple of the Fang family, give him ten I don’t even dare to default on my debt.
Shaking his head, Fang Qing picked up the bag and looked at the other stalls again. After a few glances, the mysterious beads no longer trembled. Knowing that there was nothing he liked nearby, he walked forward.
My heart was pounding. Something that could make the mysterious bead react like this was definitely a good thing. I would study it carefully when I returned to the family.
To be on the safe side, he put the fist-sized black stone into his arms, still holding the baggage in his hand. The contents inside it had no value.
As I was walking, there was a sudden argument in front of me, and more than a dozen people gathered together, not knowing what they were doing.
Fang Qing walked over quickly, and when he was about to approach the crowd, an angry voice came out, "Qin Wen, you are so shameless. What does it matter if you bully a little girl? You have the guts to do it with me!"
This is Fang Yan's voice. What happened? Qin Wen? Could it be that he is from the Qin family, one of the three major families in Liulin Town?
He did not show up immediately and stood outside the crowd to understand what was going on.
"Fang Yan, what you said is a bit too much. What is bullying? Everyone sees the items at the same time and competes together. Whoever pays more will get the items. It's very fair!"
A tepid voice came, it was Qin Wen who Fang Yan was talking about.
