"After the news about Xiaoyi comes, we will go to Fushou Pavilion. I believe that the Feng family will not dare to mess around again, hehe." Brahma Tianluo raised a sly smile on her lips, thinking that Uncle Zhanhao had said that he was Fan
The descendants of Xinghe should be taken care of, and now is the time she needs to be taken care of.
Mo Xingchen was stunned and immediately gave a thumbs up. Judging from his shamelessness and cunning, he felt that he was far inferior to his own woman, but fortunately she was his own woman. Otherwise, he would have been plotted by her every day, and he would never have recovered.
day.
Half an hour later, Brahma Tianluo finally found the picking pavilion recommended by Qiu Fengluo.
But when Brahma Tianluo saw the dilapidated small building in front of her, she doubted whether this place could sell such treasures as moonstones.
This is also a two-story building. You have to walk up a ten-step wooden staircase before entering. It still creaks when you step on it. It is quite old. The plaque with the words "Plucking Pavilion" above the head is crooked, and the font looks like
Written by a primary school student, it is really ugly.
The whole building is made of wood and is very old. There is a hole as big as a fist on the threshold. The wood feels like it is almost rotten.
After crossing the threshold, there was no one inside. There was only a large table and four chairs in the middle. The rest of the place was empty and there was nothing at all. The two wooden windows gave it enough brightness, but the entire small building was vaguely...
It is said that it has a musty smell, which makes people dare not compliment it.
"Ahem, is anyone here?" Brahma Tianluo despised Qiu Fengluo in her heart. What look in that man's eyes? Could it be that within two years, this picking pavilion will close down? It doesn't look like a shop, but it looks like a shop.
An ordinary people's family is still very poor.
"Coming, coming." An old and happy man's voice sounded inside. Brahma looked over and saw a white-haired old man in tattered clothes walking out with his back bent and a smile on his face.
When the old man saw Brahma Tianluo, he was stunned for a moment, and his misty old eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen some peerless treasure.
"Uh, old man, I heard that moonstones are sold here, is it true?" Brahma Tianluo was a little numb at the sight of the old man, and she quickly asked with a smile.
However, Brahma Luo saw at first sight that although this old man was old and disabled, he walked like the wind, his white hair and shawl were shining white, his old face looked like chrysanthemums but very shiny, and his eyes were round.
It shines like a young man in his twenties and thirties when he sees a beautiful girl. The overall feeling is quite pleasing to the eye.
"Hey, pretty little girl, I'm here to buy moonstones. Yes, yes, of course I have them!" The old man rubbed his hands and walked forward, "Please sit down, please sit down!" He pointed to the big table in the middle.
Brahma Luo was suddenly pleasantly surprised. It seemed that Qiu Fengluo had not lied to her, but there were strange things everywhere in the picking pavilion.
"Old man, how many moonstones do you have, and how do you sell them?" Brahma Tianluo immediately asked with a friendly smile.
The old man sat down and looked at Brahma Luo with great interest: "Since the little girl knows the old man's picking pavilion, why don't you know the rules here? Everything here is bartered. If you can't get it from the old man,
If you like something, then the old man will naturally not be able to give you what you want, hehe."
Brahma Tianluo nodded and said: "Then what is the old man interested in? Pills? Weapons? Kung Fu? Treasures or something else?"