Hongzhong and Baiban are in place, but Duan Yu's disguise is not over yet.
"Senior sister, your figure is so good that you can be easily recognized."
As he said this, Yao Xue stuffed some hay into him.
After a moment, a stocky whiteboard appeared in sight.
There was no way, Senior Sister Yao had perky breasts and a thin waist. Only by making her fatter and with a thicker waist could she cover up her body curves.
The steamed bun saw it in his eyes, and if he hadn't been able to smell it, he might not have recognized Yao Xue, so he couldn't help but scream twice.
Yao Xue was surprised: "You can actually make me so ugly?"
To be honest, Yao Xue now looks a bit scary with a stocky figure and a white mask on her face.
Duan Yu smiled and said: "It can be even uglier. Do you want me to add some more ingredients to it?"
"No!" Yao Xue quickly refused.
After that, the two people and the dog chose a time to sneak out with the meat.
Halfway through the walk, I found a secluded place, put on my mask and bamboo hat, and stuffed them with hay.
Ever since, it was two other people who appeared in the market.
At least in terms of temperament, it is difficult to associate with a pair of handsome young Taoist monks.
Occasionally, people looked at them in the market and were startled when they saw the inside through the shadow under their bamboo hats.
With a bang, Duan Yu found an open space, threw the meat on the ground, and set up a stall.
This is considered the outskirts of the market, with only a few stalls and not very popular.
But within two sticks of incense, this place attracted a lot of attention.
Without him, there are too few meat sellers these days.
Soon some casual cultivators gathered around and asked about the price.
"Two taels of silver per catty, starting from two catties!"
Duan Yu took out the wooden board with the writing on it, inserted it next to it, and said in a gloomy voice.
Originally, some people had their thoughts turned wrong when they saw the meat, but when they saw the red mask and the white mask not far behind, they all became timid.
The price Duan Yu gave was not cheap, but it was not expensive either. The price in the butcher shop was 2 taels and 5 cents per catty, but here it was 2 taels, which was in line with the market.
He didn't want to be targeted by others for selling cheap meat out of kindness.
At this time, a mangy man came over with two people and shouted: "Who asked you to set up a stall here?"
Duan Yu raised his head, and the mangy man was startled and said, "Why are you wearing a ghost mask in broad daylight?"
Duan Yu looked at him and said in a cold voice: "The labor and management saw that there was a vacant seat, so they left it. What's the matter?"
He spoke the Sichuan and Chongqing dialect of his previous life, which was well separated from his usual self.
"Well, you have to pay stall fees when selling meat."
The scoundrel's tone was now much gentler.
It wasn't just Duan Yu's mask that startled him just now, but also the other person's eyes and temperament.
People who have killed people, or are good at killing people, have a completely different temperament as long as they are willing to show it.
And the maniac realized that the "Hongzhong" in front of him was a similar person.
At this time, Yao Xue, who was wearing a whiteboard mask behind him, came closer, and the maniac knew on the spot that these two people were not easy to mess with.
A second-level Qi Refining Realm monk selling so much meat at a stall would not be able to hold down the place, but there is a Third-level Yuan Condensing Realm behind him, so that's enough.
"How much!" Duan Yu said bluntly.
Externally, this red-faced and black-faced person is determined to sing.
The maniac was startled again by his voice, and he did not dare to falsely report the price, so he said: "It's only two coins, my friend, how can I sell this meat?"
Duan Yu roughly patted the wooden board next to him and said, "Don't you know how to read?"
"Two liang per catty, wild boar meat, a bit expensive."
"If you don't want to buy it, get out of the way. Let me drain all the blood out of this fresh wild boar meat. If you don't want it, others will!"
Duan Yu threw two coins over and took out the kitchen knife.
The maniac hesitated for a moment and said, "Two pounds."
With a bang, Duan Yu cut off a piece of wild boar meat and threw it over.
After practicing knife skills for so long, he has a good understanding of weight. The meat weighs at least two kilograms, so it will only be more, not less.
The maniac also noticed it and quickly took out the money.
"This fellow Taoist will set up a stall here properly from now on, and no one will dare to cause trouble."
After that, people began to buy meat one after another.
It can be seen that these casual cultivators are all in a pinch. Two pounds at a time makes them hesitant.
However, they also saw that Duan Yu not only did not have a short name, but also had a few more names, so they gritted their teeth and bought it.
This person is afraid of following the trend, especially if we go to the market with acquaintances. Your family has bought meat, how can I fall behind?
Besides, Duan Yu cuts meat in a big way every time. If he cuts more meat, it suddenly becomes cheaper.
The key is that there is really little meat these days.
At the beginning, the casual cultivators who went out could catch some hares and the like, but when they got there, there were more people, and if they didn't go into the snow, they couldn't even see the shadow of the animals.
"Two pounds!"
"Come on four pounds!"
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Most casual cultivators here buy only two kilograms. Those who buy more than two kilograms are considered wealthy people, and they may even be laughed at by their peers.
Two hundred kilograms of wild boar meat, and soon less than thirty kilograms were left.
At this time, Duan Yu actually saw an acquaintance.
Wang Laodao and Wang Ling, the social beauty of Liuqing Lane, stood there, looking like they wanted to buy but were hesitant.
Not long after, more than ten kilograms of meat were sold.
Duan Yu saw this and said in a gloomy voice: "Whether you two buy it or not, we'll have to wait and see for a long time!"
Wearing this mask, he acted particularly gloomy and irritable, which shocked both Wang Laodao and Wang Ling.
Wang Laodao hesitated for a moment and said, "Can I buy a pound?"
"For the labor and management, you two will buy a pound?" Duan Yu said angrily.
"Forget it, I have to close the stall and sell you!"
Duan Yu chopped it down with one strike, at least one pound and eighty taels, and threw it over.
When Wang Laodao and Wang Ling saw this, their eyes lit up and they quickly took out the money.
Wang Ling weighed the weight with his hands and continued to try: "Fellow Taoist, can you have another pound?"
This time, Duan Yu even laughed.
With one stroke of the knife, a pound and sixty ounces were given to the other party.
Wang Laodao and Wang Ling took the meat and left happily, and the remaining entangled households couldn't help it.
So these two hundred kilograms of wild boar meat were sold out in less than an hour.
When someone rushed over and faced the empty stall, they all showed disappointed expressions.
One of the young monks looked at Duan Yu who was closing the stall and asked, "Is there really no more?"
"No, come early next time."
"And next time?"
"Labour and management say there will be a next time, are you cursing me?"
Duan Yu wore a mask and looked over with hollow eyes.
You young monk trembled in fright and said, "Absolutely not!"
Afterwards, Duan Yu and Yao Xue packed up their stall and headed back home.
They deliberately circled a few times, and when they saw that no one was following them, they changed their clothes, took off their masks and straws, and returned to their original looks of handsome men and beauties.
When they were about to get home, they found Wang Laodao sitting there drinking water with a contented look on his face.
Duan Yu couldn't help but said: "Senior Wang, you are in a good mood. Did you pick up some money?"
Wang Laodao said in a low-key manner: "No, no, it's just about taking pleasure in suffering."
He said this on the surface, but he was actually happy in his heart.
Buying a pound of meat with the price of a pound of meat, what is the difference between this and picking up silver?
