Chapter 367: Weird Stall Owner

After a night's rest, Xie Jiuniang was full of energy again.

Early the next morning, after getting dressed, he walked out of the room.

The maid waited outside and led her to the dining room.

Chao Yan was sitting there leisurely drinking tea. When she came over, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Let someone come here. Do you want to have a meal before leaving?"

"Do you always need this meal?"

Xie Jiuniang was speechless.

They have been practicing fasting for a long time and don’t even need fasting pills.

Seeing that she had no intention of eating, Chao Yan simply removed everything that had been prepared and went out with his apprentice. "I went out last night and got an invitation to the auction."

"Did you get it from Master's old friend?" Xie Jiuniang remembered that he seemed to have mentioned it yesterday.

He smiled at Yan Lang, "Yes, it's an old friend."

That so-called old friend was probably not very happy to see him.

Xie Jiuniang followed Chao Yan and came to a street.

Chao Yan walked to the last old shop and pressed a wooden sign on the counter, "Two people."

The shopkeeper checked the wooden sign and asked, "Does the guest need a mask and a cape?"

Chao Yan looked at Xie Jiuniang beside him.

She took out a cloak and put it on.

Chao Yan smiled, then took out a cloak and put it on.

The two of you have used disguises now, so you are not afraid of revealing your identities, but you still have to pretend to cover up. Otherwise, if everyone is wearing cloaks, but you two are not, wouldn't it attract extra attention?

The shopkeeper handed the wooden sign back to Chao Yan.

Then he asked the two to follow him to an empty room, where the shopkeeper put his hand on a wall and pushed it open with force.

A door opened.

The shopkeeper said, "You two can go in now. Just walk through a passage and you will arrive. Don't use your spiritual sense randomly inside."

"Um."

Chao Yan stepped in first, and Xie Jiuniang followed silently.

In front of me was a stone passage with torches on the walls on both sides.

"Are we going to the black market?" asked Xie Jiuniang.

Chao Yan said, "That's right. The auction hasn't started yet, so I brought you here first to broaden your horizons."

Xie Jiuniang had been to the black market in her previous life.

When she went in, she found that the black market here was different from what she had imagined.

It is such a large territory, and there are strong people to maintain law and order.

There are many people here, but it is very quiet.

The stalls were planned and arranged in rows, with passages for customers to walk around. There were at least a thousand stalls. The things on the stalls were not fake goods sold by small vendors outside.

All of them are scarce in the market.

However, more than 90% of the stalls were not selling items, but offering exchanges of various things.

Xie Jiuniang passed by a stall.

The stall sells ice silk.

There was a short man in a cloak, squatting on the stall, gesticulating.

Xie Jiuniang knew that this was bargaining.

"Want to buy it?" Chao Yan sent a voice message.

Xie Jiuniang shook her head, "No need."

"You don't have to buy it only when you need it. Buy some and keep it for later. The quality of the ice silk this person sells is rare."

Since the elders said so, Xie Jiuniang always obeyed.

Anyway, she had no shortage of spirit stones, so she waited for the man to finish his purchase and leave. Then she squatted down, pointed at the best ice silk on the stall, and asked in a low voice, "How much is it?"

The stall owner, wearing a cape and a mask, first held up one finger, which then turned into three.

Xie Jiuniang was confused.

How much does this mean? Chao Yan chuckled and said in a voice transmission: "It's a ball of ice silk, two hundred thousand."

"Isn't the market price 20,000?" Xie Jiuniang was upset.

So expensive!

Chao Yan reminded, "The ball you pointed to is the mutated top-grade ice silk. The others may be 20,000."

The mutated ice silk may have special functions.

Xie Jiuniang wanted to bargain, but the stall owner ignored her. When she came closer and asked in a low voice if it could be cheaper, the stall owner probably realized from her voice that it was a little girl, so he became a little more lenient towards her and told her that he didn't bargain.

In desperation, she could only reluctantly buy it all.

The stall owner: "..."

I thought he was a junior who came out with his elders to gain some experience, but I didn't expect he was actually a little fat sheep.

Wait for the transaction to be completed.

Looking at the hundreds of balls of ice silk in the storage ring, Xie Jiuniang was finally satisfied and looked at the stall next to her.

What they were selling were some spiritual plants. Although they were not very rare, they could still be found in the sect. Xie Jiuniang simply ignored them and looked at other stalls.

The things sold are all kinds of weird.

Some are familiar, and some are unfamiliar.

If you don’t know, just ask Chaoyan next to you.

Chaoyan was extremely patient and explained everything to her one by one, which broadened her horizons and helped her learn a lot.

Whenever Chaoyan comes across something that interests him, he will take a look.

Xie Jiuniang was probably spoiled because she took action less often than Chao Yan.

When I walked to the innermost stall.

The location of this stall is not good, it is one of the most corner ones, and the things displayed by the stall owner are all kinds of miscellaneous, which makes it look like a small stall in the outside market.

Xie Jiuniang wanted to turn around and leave.

The sword spirit suddenly reminded hurriedly: "Dog owner, there is a Fusang Order on that stall."

Huh?!

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Xie Jiuniang was very surprised.

I couldn't use my spiritual sense easily here, but I could still use it to check things in the stall. Sure enough, there was a Fusang Order underneath the miscellaneous things.

She didn't realize just now that it was Fuso Ling who was under a piece of dark wood.

To find it, you have to remove the wood.

Xie Jiuniang pointed at the pile of things and asked, "How much do you want to sell it for?"

The stall owner held up a finger, then another.

Xie Jiuniang guessed, "One piece, one thousand spirit stones?"

"A million." The stall owner said indifferently.

Xie Jiuniang took a breath of cold air.

Chao Yan glanced at the things on the stall and did not stop his apprentice.

This stall seems to be a scam.

With the eyes of a god, he didn't see many good things on the stalls. The ones that caught his eye were either broken or rotten. There were a few that might have been spiritual weapons, but unfortunately they were broken.

Only a million fools would make money.

Xie Jiuniang raised a finger and said, "Ten thousand each, I'll buy one."

"Not for sale." The stall owner was very tough.

The feeling it gives people is that it’s up to you to buy it or not.

Xie Jiuniang looked down on him and muttered quietly, "Don't even mention one million, even ten thousand can buy all the things in your stall. If I didn't think that little wooden gourd was good, I wouldn't even bother to stay here with you."

The stall owner was aloof and ignored her.

But he didn't say anything to chase them away.

There was indeed a small wooden carved gourd on the stall.

There is a beautiful landscape painting carved on the gourd, as if it was carefully crafted by a master. It is indeed beautiful in the eyes of the little girl, and the stall owner is able to display the things.

I don't know how many times he has thought about it.

I just never realized what was so special about the little gourd.

There is a reason why the stall owner dares to bid like this and there is no one from the black market to interfere.

It was something he displayed, and it was definitely not fake.

Except for a few broken spiritual weapons, the rest were obtained from ruins from various places.

Xie Jiuniang thought about it, raised her hand and gestured, "One hundred thousand, no more."

“Not for sale.”

The stall owner remained unmoved.

However, he raised his head and glanced at Chao Yan behind Xie Jiuniang.

Chao Yan raised his eyebrows and sent a message to his little apprentice: "The owner of this stall is a god, he doesn't think highly of your 100,000."

Xie Jiuniang, "..."

Damn it, why didn't you remind me?

The sword spirit felt wronged, "You didn't ask, but what's wrong with being a god? A god can also come and kill the fool."

Xie Jiuniang reached out and picked up the small gourd.

He looked at it carefully, as if he couldn't let it go. Finally, he put it down with regret and bargained for the last time. "Buy one, get one free. How about that? If you don't want to sell it, forget it."

Xie Jiuniang did not make any move to leave, but was waiting for the other party's answer.

The stall owner hesitated for a long time, and finally said two words: "Not for sale."

The stall owner next to him sneered.

The laughter was very light, but they still heard it.

The stall owner turned around and glared at his colleague next to him. The man didn't hesitate at all and started to mock him: "You have the same old problem again. You don't want to sell anything that someone likes. You always doubt it's a chance. You studied these things over and over again before putting them out. Even if there is a great opportunity among them, it's not for you."

The stall owner was stabbed in the heart.

Xie Jiuniang and Chao Yan were speechless.

At first they thought the stall owner was trying to rip off his customers.

The result, that's it? (End of this chapter)