Outskirts of Fang City.
Qi Feng and Li Han looked at each other with embarrassed looks on their faces, but then they picked up the gongs in their hands and started banging, attracting the attention of countless people on the street. .
"Come here and take a look, we won't do any deceptive business..."
“Don’t worry when you buy good stuff, just do it when it’s time…”
Under the shouts of the two, the eyes of countless monks were attracted on this popular street, but the two still had to shout in shame.
"What's this?"
"Aren't there people selling tickets on this street? Why are there all sacks here?"
For a while, their stall was crowded with people, all looking at it with curious eyes. At this time, Zhang Qing was still sitting inside at a loss, not knowing what was going on.
But Lin Changan walked out with a smile, looked at everyone and cupped his hands, "Everyone, everyone here is doing business. I won't talk nonsense. The goods here are divided into two batches. You can choose as you like."
However, the onlookers were a little confused. After all, other people's stalls were able to carefully inspect the goods, but why did your place become just sacks?
"Are you still in the ticket business? Other people's prices are clearly marked in rows. Why are you doing this?"
"That's right, those who don't know better would think you are selling sacks."
Someone cheered and the whole room burst into laughter. However, Lin Changan looked at the people who had gathered to watch the excitement and smiled leisurely.
"What we have here is different from others." Pointing to the obviously different quality of the sacks on the left and right sides, Lin Changan smiled, "The one on the left has thirty spiritual stones, and the one on the right has ten spiritual stones."
Under everyone's puzzled gazes, Lin Chang'an first pointed to the rough-quality sack of tickets on the right, and laughed directly: "I guess there's no need to say more about what's in here."
"The sacks on the right are full of old people whose potential has been exhausted. But if you buy them home, you are absolutely guaranteed to be able to mine and be used as breeding pigs. As long as they last for a few years, you have to leave it to fate."
Under Lin Changan's explanation, everyone in the crowd suddenly understood. Naturally, they also understood this truth. They were all older, and the goods here might have been eliminated by others. Maybe one day the secret injury would break out into a Useless person.
"There are a lot of people, but to add a bit of fun, a few young and strong people worth at least twenty spiritual stones are competing here."
Huh! In an instant, everyone in the crowd was in an uproar, and their eyes widened. What is this called? Dog gambling mentality? Anyone who is lucky can get a bargain.
The ticket price of ten spiritual stones cannot be said to be high, it can only be said to be a normal price. You can't buy it anywhere, but there is an additional question of probability here. What if they are lucky?
After everyone understood it in an instant, the crowd became lively and kept whispering to each other. One of the middle-aged monks cupped his hands and looked at the one on the left curiously and asked: "What about one of the thirty spiritual stones here?" statement?"
The price of thirty spiritual stones is a bit high. Young and strong people usually only need about twenty spiritual stones. These thirty spiritual stones are a bit high. They are not buying monks with relatively high cultivation level.
Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to the left side where the number was a bit small, Lin Changan couldn't help but reveal a teasing smile, "It's not easy here."
"As the saying goes, the poor get richer in the third time and the richer in the fifth time. There is no need to explain this truth."
As Lin Changan's words echoed, everyone onlookers smiled. In this place, who dares to say that there is no blood on their hands? Everyone is ruthless, so they naturally understand this truth.
"Second Master Lin, just tell me, what did you mix into the good stuff on the left? You couldn't have added a female nun, right?"
A monk who had been hanging out in the city all year round grinned and said these words in a joking manner, instantly making the whole room burst into laughter.
"You lame Li, you have a wonderful idea. Is it so easy to get a female monk?"
"Haha, if there really is a female monk, I really want to buy a few to try my luck."
As Zhang Qing's deputy, Lin Chang'an is considered the second-in-command, so low-level monks who know this status in Fang City call him Second Master Lin politely.
When Lin Changan saw this familiar figure, he also laughed and scolded: "You think so well, do you really want a female cultivator to be here?"
Another burst of laughter rang out. Female cultivators were more precious, and even older ones would be held at auctions on the black market.
"But there is indeed a special product added here, which is no worse than that of a female nun."
Lin Changan's words immediately aroused everyone's curious eyes. Looking at the people whose appetites were aroused, he squinted and smiled and said, "There is someone who broke the rules and committed an offense. But don't worry, it's definitely not a broken arm." Legs.”
"This product is not simple. I am only in my thirties, and I am definitely not overdrafted. As long as you don't mess around with me after buying it, it will not be a problem to live for another few decades, and you can practice Qi at the third level."
When he said this, Lin Changan paused for a moment. When he whetted everyone's appetite, he laughed meaningfully and said, "He is also an alchemist who is proficient in refining Qi Condensing Pills."
As Lin Changan's laughter reverberated, the crowd fell silent instantly. Countless people stared in disbelief, as if they were asking, had they heard wrong?
Third level of Qi training, or still an alchemist?
real or fake?
"Second Master, did I hear you correctly?" The man in the crowd just took a breath and blurted out with his eyes wide in shock.
"That's right, but forget it."
Lin Changan's words made the man unable to react. He was a little stunned and said: "Second Master Lin, do you still care about people when doing business?"
"It's not about looking at people, it's you!" Lin Changan squinted at this person until his heart went crazy, and he was even more timid and muttered secretly that he had not offended this man.
"I dare to sell you, but do you dare to take it home?" Lin Changan suddenly shrugged and joked with a smile: "I really don't know what your old man will do if you bring home a male cultivator."
In an instant, everyone understood what he meant, and the whole hall burst into laughter. The monk also touched his nose in embarrassment, but he still held his neck and said stiffly: "Second Master Lin, who are you looking down on? This is also an alchemist after all. "
Under the cheers of everyone, Lin Changan looked at everyone with a smile and cupped his hands, "Everyone, if you like it, feel free to choose, but I warn you in advance, there is a talisman prohibiting the detection of spiritual consciousness."
As Lin Changan finished speaking, everyone also saw the charms attached to the sacks. Li Han, who was standing beside him, blushed. He suppressed his embarrassment and knocked on the gong. There was a thud, and then he shouted at the top of his lungs.
"You will be poorer at three times and richer at five. You will suffer a loss if you buy ten spiritual stones, and you will be cheated if you buy them. The goods are genuine and fair. If you buy them, you can dig mines and sow seeds..."
Li Han felt ashamed and embarrassed at first, but after shouting again, he gave up and became more and more energetic.
"Here, pick one for me."
A strong man stood up and pointed loudly at the cheap sack on the right. Someone in the crowd obviously knew him and couldn't help laughing.
This strong man had also seen strong winds and waves, and he snorted angrily: "Can't I buy it back and breed it for the female members of the clan?"
For a moment, the crowd's cheers subsided, and they all looked curiously at what good stuff this strong man could pick out.
Almost all those who can come here come to select breeding pigs, and of course there are also some who practice some evil skills. After all, the monks with spiritual roots here can just buy them home and just squeeze them, so there is no need to worry about anything.
