After Ye Feng finished speaking, a sneer appeared on his face. He had seen too many such things in his many years of life.
Zi Ling fell into deep thought after hearing this, and when he wanted to refute, he found that Ye Feng had fallen asleep.
"Aunt Qin is right, you are such an interesting person."
Zi Ling looked at Ye Feng's side face and fell asleep like this.
Early the next morning, when Zi Ling opened her eyes, she found that Ye Feng was not in bed.
"Where are the people?"
Confused, Zi Ling went out to ask Ye Xueying, who had also just gotten up. ?.?????.???
However, she didn't know it and was very shocked.
"Usually I hardly get up before ten o'clock, but today I got up so early and went out before seven o'clock. This is really strange."
Ye Xueying was a little confused, but soon she understood everything when she saw Zi Ling on the floor of Ye Feng's bedroom.
"Smelly brother!"
After thinking about it for a long time, the reason why my brother got up so early today was actually because he was afraid that he would know that Zi Ling lived on the ground last night, and he was afraid that he would cut him.
And is this really the case?
That's really it.
Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief after leaving home. He would go back when his cousin's anger was almost gone.
The morning market in Pengcheng is very lively, and Ye Feng rarely comes here.
The morning market sells a variety of things. In addition to breakfast, there are also various handicrafts, and you can even see people selling magic tools.
It's just that most of these magic weapons are fake, or they are incomplete.
It is rare to see complete ones, and they are all useless, or they are very expensive, even higher than the market price.
"Eh? Brother Feng!"
Suddenly, a familiar and soft voice came from behind, and Ye Feng knew who the owner of this voice was without turning around.
"Mu Bai didn't sleep so early in the morning. Why did you come to the morning market?"
"Brother Feng, don't tell me you don't know about the black market in Pengcheng."
"black market?"
Ye Feng turned to look at Li Mubai, who had put his arm on his shoulder. He had never heard of a place like the black market in all his years of living in Pengcheng.
"Brother Feng, you really don't know about the black market! Pengcheng's black market is open in the morning and evening, from five to eight in the morning, and then from twelve in the evening to two in the middle of the night.
The black market at night is all about fooling laymen. Only the black market in the morning has good things, and many of them are good things that are not allowed to circulate in the market, including some rare monster materials. "
"So there are good things you want in the black market?"
"That's not really the case. The main thing is..."
Li Mubai put his mouth next to Ye Feng's ear and whispered: "Nie Xinyi will be in the black market this morning, you know what I mean."
Ye Feng:..........
6!
"I understand, you are no longer a crush or a licker now, you have been promoted."
Ye Feng gave a thumbs up. Such ironic words actually became a compliment in Li Mubai's ears. He held his head high and looked very proud.
Ye Feng was speechless.
Under the leadership of Li Mubai, they came to a relatively remote shop street in the morning market.
Li Mubai and Ye Feng casually entered a store and found the entrance to the black market. Soon they came to a large underground trading market that was transformed from an abandoned air-raid shelter.
There are many shops here, and they sell a wide range of things, and as Li Mubai said, almost all the things here are all kinds of things that are not easy to buy in the market.
However, although there are many things here, there is really nothing that makes Ye Feng's heart...
What a fart!
Li Mubai turned his head, and Ye Fengren was gone.
After searching for a long time, he found Ye Feng squatting in front of a stall, looking at the dazzling array of magic cards on the stall with bright eyes.
"Young man, you are really discerning. These magic cards of mine are all rare magic cards that are rarely seen on the market. If these low-level magic cards don't exist, I still have mid-level magic cards."
The middle-aged male stall owner said to Ye Feng with a smile on his face, while Ye Feng stared at the magic cards spread out on the ground.
This is the joy of being a card player!
"Brother Feng, when did you become interested in magic cards?"
Li Mubai squatted beside Ye Feng and asked with some doubts.
"I have always been interested, but there are too few people playing magic cards in Pengcheng."
"Magic cards are Brother Fu's toys. Are you sure you want to fall into this trap?"
"That is to say, is it possible? I have been in this trap for three years."
Ye Feng asked the boss if he had any intermediate magic cards.
The boss didn't hesitate and took out his collection.
"Boss, don't you have any spiritual mid-level monster magic cards here?"
What Ye Feng lacks now is the middle-level and above spiritual monster magic cards.
When the boss heard this, he looked at Ye Feng helplessly and said, "Spiritual monsters are extremely rare. Not to mention magic cards, it is not easy to meet them. If you want to get them, you may have to go to the first-tier big cities."
Ye Feng was a little disappointed when he heard this. He took a look at the cards and found none that interested him.
Get up and leave, ready to continue wandering in the black market.
"Let's go, Brother Feng, we should get down to business."
Li Mubai said and took Ye Feng with him
