"After all, it is the main way for Ye Yecheng to obtain the necessities of the Holy Lake and exchange magic goods." Lan Che said with a smile. Not only did this aristocratic girl named Lan not have any airs, but she was very knowledgeable: "Silent is to not disturb the people in the city. Tranquility, air bans and weakening are also necessary to prevent violent conflicts."
"Even if you knew it, you would still feel a headache." Ye Qing shook his head, took Ge Sheng's hand and rushed into the shimmering entrance.
Outside the entrance is the silent city of ice and snow, with empty streets and silence.
And inside the entrance, the spicy and hot aroma of barbecue hit your face, and the shouts and shouts of the sellers suddenly rang in your ears.
It seems that only here, the heat of summer is clearly revealed to people.
Ye Qing stood at the entrance of the West Market, looking a little stunned at the scene in front of him.
This is such a noisy and prosperous market. In front of you is an exaggeratedly large open space, with hundreds of stalls lined up in an orderly manner.
On the outermost stalls, fruits, vegetables, seafood, birds and poultry are sold. These ingredients and seasonal fruits are all sealed in ice and placed on the three shelves. The stall owner is shouting loudly from behind the shelves. Show off the freshness and deliciousness of your products.
A little further away is a stall with weapons and armor, as well as crudely processed Warcraft proto-cores placed together. They are simply cleaned and then placed in boxes on the tree, waiting for those who know the goods to select them. There are also the furs and horns of monsters, most of which have been simply salted, and the pieces of animal scales are stacked in purple Xiaono wood boxes, which are good choices for making armor.
Next to the armor are rows of green herbs, their brown roots still stained with early summer mud, and their fat tubers are dried and then cut into thin slices for sale.
Wherever it is, nothing is there.
Ye Qing looked at the seemingly chaotic market in front of her. With her sharp eyes, she could see the thin white lines under the stalls.
These precise lines plan their location for each type of stall. Although each group of stalls is connected together without any gaps, the aisles between rows for pedestrians to move around and choose are extremely smooth.
When Ye Qing looked at it from the perspective of a princess, he felt sincere admiration for the managers of this market.
Then the little blue-haired girl who was Ye Xiaojiu turned around, her fair face flushed with excitement, she clenched her fists and waved: "Awesome!"
"I like this kind of lively place the most!"
There are fixed stalls selling drinks and snacks outside. Ge Sheng consciously bought iced fresh juice and rock sugar preserved meat for the two girls. Ye Qing naturally accepted it without mentioning it. Lan Che wanted to refuse, but when he saw Ge Sheng's clear and bright eyes, he suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, reached out and took it and bowed his head to thank him.
Rock sugar preserved fruits are made by cutting fresh fruits into pieces and dipping them in rock sugar. The interesting thing is that because the combination of fruits is different, it is difficult for you to taste the same taste. Very cheap, only selling for one copper.
Ye Qing quickly bought herself five kilograms of fresh Ruoguo, but she used her own small treasury to do this. Although Ye Xiaojiu did not have as strong financial resources as the ninth princess Ye Qing, she worked tirelessly in Lanyin City. Ye Xiaojiu, the mascot who has been running the stall for two years, is also a rich young lady who should not be underestimated.
Although it wasn't much, due to the embarrassing factor of zero cost, Ye Qing still had seven or eight Golden Leaf Grass worth. The income from one's own labor naturally has a clear conscience.
Of course, she was the one who paid the money, but she was not the one who paid for it.
Although Ge Sheng was sure that Ye Xiaojiu, who had also cultivated for thousands of kalpas, had no pressure to carry five hundred kilograms of fruit, but Xiaojiu said: "This is the most basic obligation of a brother to go shopping with his sister!" He dismissed Ge Sheng. All protests.
"Such an obligation is really a blessing." Lan Che commented with a smile.
After a while, Ye Qing visited the weapons and miscellaneous goods stall. Sometimes he picked up the long sword inlaid with gems and used it to chop Mount Tai. Sometimes he stretched out his little hand to touch the smooth and smooth material of the Snow Pattern Lion - it should be noted that the white cat Jie Ying was still on her shoulder, licking her paws disdainfully.
But when the little girl curiously licked the thinly sliced Bingxu ginseng slices, her pink tongue was stung by the spicy taste and she burst into tears. She didn't even look back, regardless of the stall owner proudly boasting that his products were genuine. Tears ran away.
Naturally, he wouldn't buy it. For this, Ye Qing understood the essence of shopping.
While running like this, Ye Qing ran into someone's arms.
So Ye Qing quickly pushed the man away and was about to apologize when he suddenly froze.
Because the other person has red hair and eyes, and is a tall, thin boy.
Just as Ge Sheng and Lan Che were running over, Ye Qing took a small step back and said in surprise:
"Qianmo?"
How can it be?
"What a beautiful little girl." The man stared at Ye Qing's ice-carved face and smiled: "Is anyone chasing you?"
He has flaming red shoulder-length hair and flaming red crystal eyes. This man seems to be the direct brother of the Third Highness, with similar hair color and eyes.
To be precise, it is very similar to Qian Mo who disappeared without a trace after mysteriously appearing in the City of Eternal Night two years ago.
He is very good-looking, Ye Qing looked closely at him and said in his heart.
With handsome and gentle eyebrows, a high and straight nose, slender lips, plus a complexion as white as the full moon and a subtle and modest smile, she can really charm all the young girls in the world.
It really looks like that Qianmo.
Ye Qing took two steps back, feeling like he had seen this person before: "Excuse me, are you Qian Mo?"
As she spoke, she raised her hand to cover his face under his nose, revealing only a pair of bright red eyes.
Because this was the only look Qian Mo left her.
They were a pair of indifferent, gentle, calm and curious eyes, with light as bright as blood amber.
It's not like that Qianmo.
"Sorry." Ye Qing shook his head in disappointment and said quickly: "I recognized the wrong person. You look very similar to a friend of mine."
The red-haired man smiled: "Does it look like me? Then I'm really interested."
"I, Qixia, Qixia, are you interested in making friends?"
Ye Qing touched his nose and repeated: "Qi Xia?"
"Is it "Seven Summers"?" Lan Che said from the side, and then recited that widely circulated poem:
"The first summer I met you, you and I were still young, and a blackbird pecked at the tip of my eyebrow."
"I met you the second summer, when you were smiling and the green wicker brushed the corners of your eyes."
"I fell in love with you on the third summer. At that time, I was still proud and hugged the deer to prevent it from jumping."
Ye Qing tilted his head and blurted out a poem that was loud and sweet: "I kissed you on the fourth summer. The sky was just right and the sun was so warm that I couldn't forget your taste."
"I left you in the fifth summer. I was in a bad mood at that time. It was windy and rainy, but I didn't have your hug."
Qi Xia continued to read softly, her brows warm: "I forgot about you in the sixth summer, when the moon was bright, he knelt at my feet and wanted to accompany me until the end of the world."
"I found you in the seventh summer, when the green leaves were in full bloom. I gently placed a handful of orchids in front of your grave."
