Now I know why it's not popular with passersby.
"Want to buy it?"
Shang Yanting looked at her.
This thing is really quite ugly.
"purchase!"
Jia Xitong nodded.
Every place has its own unique characteristics, and they must respect their traditions. Besides, one low-grade spirit stone for two scroll images—that's a great price!
How many guests would you like?
The vendors inquired enthusiastically.
How many?
There are 20 senior students.
One cow.
Huo Rui and Mei Ji, two people.
Uncle Carl (1).
Two people: Liang Baoyu and Liang Ting.
Hu Changxiu (1).
She had five unambitious, lazy apprentices.
Aunt Haifeng, 1.
Jia Xitong counted carefully for a long time and came up with 32.
"Squeak squeak squeak..."
"Get Rich!" someone nearby called out, indicating that there was something else there.
Okay, so that adds up to five more: Fa Cai, Giant Rock Rhinoceros, Little Grey, Iron Egg Flower, and Uncle Karl's Dokar.
37, big business.
The shop owner's eyes lit up, and he seized the opportunity to promote his product, "Why don't you buy a set? A set has 66 different scroll designs in total, and I can give you a discount."
66?
Is it cheap?
Just as Jia Xitong was about to ask how much cheaper it would be, Shang Yanting reached out to pay, "This is enough."
that's all.
At the night market.
While everyone else was picking out treasures and trying to find bargains, Jia Xitong bought more than thirty ugly things called "Rolled Pictures" and brought them back to the inn.
Thirty-three blueprints made from fish skin.
You can't smell it from outside, but when it's all piled up in the room, it smells like salted fish.
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