After Gu Yuan thanked him, he was about to leave, but was stopped by the man in yellow shirt again.
Gu Yuan asked curiously, "Brother, is there anything else?"
"Little brother, I have today's auction catalog of Wushuanglou here. It was left by a customer just now. It's of no use if I keep it. Some young heroes can take it for reference."
This auction catalog is only valid for that day, and the auction items will be replaced with another batch the next day.
As the man in yellow shirt said, there is no use in keeping it.
It can be seen that the man in yellow shirt is quite warm-hearted. He thought that Gu Yuan and the others might need it, so he took it out.
Gu Yuan was really interested in this. He didn't want to go to Wushuang Building at first, but he saw a secret book of wood attribute skills in the auction catalog and wanted to go and have a look.
The three of them walked around again, quickly looking around the stalls nearby, but they didn't find anything unusual at that time.
Seeing that the man in yellow shirt had made a deal, the stall owners around him were all shouting hard.
"Sir, do you need a blood-replenishing pill?
This is a magical medicine for replenishing qi!"
"Anyone who needs magical talismans, come and take a look. Fire control talismans and ice sword talismans are the lowest prices on the whole street!"
"Master, come here and take a look. I have a lot of weapons here!"
Seeing the extraordinary momentum of Gu Yuan and the others, a stall owner shouted loudly from a distance. This stall owner's stall was filled with all kinds of weapons.
Li Cheng looked at it with great interest and said, "Gu Yuan, let's go take a look?"
Gu Yuan nodded and followed Li Cheng towards the stall.
When I got closer and took a closer look, my goodness, there were really all kinds of weapons on the long stall!
All kinds of swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks and forks...the stalls were densely packed.
There are even uncommon Emei thorns and meteor hammers!
It's a pity that there are no mysterious weapons that Gu Yuan needs. These are ordinary soldiers and of little use.
"How do you sell this fan?"
Gu Yuan was about to leave when Li Cheng picked up a folding fan engraved with flame patterns, opened it, looked at it and asked.
The stall owner smiled and said: "This young man is really discerning. This is a fire-breathing fan, a rare fire attack weapon.
If you use it after you leave the city, you can release powerful flames, which is perfect for attacking enemies!"
"In normal times, this fan of mine could be sold for at least several thousand taels, but I'm in urgent need of money right now. I only need five hundred taels. This fire-breathing fan is yours!"
When the stall owner saw the buyer coming to his door, he was so excited that he almost praised his fan as a flower.
Li Cheng looked at the folding fan and chuckled: "But I just want to use it as a flint. Five hundred taels is too expensive."
Gu Yuan gave Li Cheng a strange look, "Why do you want this fan?
The fan is engraved with a low-level flame talisman. It looks like it was made by a talisman master who just learned spiritual talismans during his training. It is of no great use."
"It can only spray low-level flames. It's fine for cooking, and it's fine for lighting a bonfire in the wild, but if you want to use it for attack, that's pure nonsense!"
The little eagle also said disdainfully: "What's the use of this crap?
It’s not as satisfying as cutting it with a blazing knife!”
"Well, I know, I want to buy it for my mother."
Li Cheng smiled honestly. Although he already knew that Mrs. Sun was not his biological mother, he always remembered Mrs. Sun in his heart.
"This fan has fire charms engraved on it. It doesn't require spiritual power. She can light a fire by just fanning it. I think it's quite suitable for her to use."
"Stall owner, do you think it can be cheaper?
I sincerely want it."
When the stall owner heard that Li Cheng's mother wanted to cook, he immediately felt that Li Cheng was a child from a poor family, not a rich family, and his enthusiasm quickly dissipated.
Even his attitude became much colder. The stall owner curled his lips and said, "I won't sell this fan for five hundred taels of silver!"
Li Cheng put the fan on the stall, turned around and wanted to leave. This fan was just a whim, and he didn't have to buy it. Since the stall owner was so open-minded, he didn't want it.
The stall owner was anxious. Although he had many things, not many people asked about their prices.
He pulled Li Cheng's sleeve and said, "You've all been here watching for a long time! Don't leave, how much do you want?
Please tell me a price."
"One hundred taels, if you can sell it, I will take it, otherwise you can continue to sell it."
After saying that, Li Cheng took out a large piece of silver from his pocket and placed it on the stall, waiting for the stall owner to make a decision.
The smile on the stall owner's face froze, "Isn't one hundred taels too little?
This little money isn’t even enough for the capital!”
Li Cheng's expression did not change, and he said calmly: "This fan of yours is worth at most one hundred taels, and you have to sell it to Bai Mu. No one who knows anything can buy it!"
"I just bought it to make a fire for my mother to cook, and it saves me the trouble of using flint to start a fire. Otherwise, I wouldn't want it! Think about it. If you don't want to sell it, I'll leave."
It can be seen that the stall owner is hesitant, but this fan is indeed as Li Cheng said, very useless and has no offensive ability at all.
He had been displaying this fan for a long time, and Li Cheng was the only one who asked for the price.
I missed this buyer in Licheng, but I still don’t know that I will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse to meet the next person.
The stall owner said reluctantly: "Okay, you are lucky today, so I will give you this fan at a cheap price!"
"Let's go."
Li Cheng didn't talk to the stall owner anymore. After buying something, he called his companions and continued walking forward.
Just as they were about to leave, an old man with a white beard came. The old man caused quite a commotion when he appeared.
Several people watching the fun deliberately shouted loudly, "Look, the old man with the white beard is here again."
Immediately, a big man in gray clothes asked, pretending not to know, "What old man with a white beard?"
He's here, what's the matter?
Could it be that he has something good?"
The first person to speak was a tall, thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. When he saw someone asking, he immediately said, "I heard that he sold a spiritual weapon yesterday, which is a long sword!"
The big man in gray clothes had an extremely exaggerated expression on his face, "Really?
How can I still have spiritual weapons if I set up a stall here?"
This tall, thin man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a fit-fitting man in gray clothes, immediately started a question-and-answer conversation by singing in harmony, and his voice was so high that it was difficult not to hear.
"It's true. I saw it with my own eyes. It's a second-hand spiritual weapon. It's a bit old, but it's a genuine spiritual weapon. It was bought by a buyer at a high price!"
"That man is really lucky. I've been wandering around here for several days. Why didn't I pick up such a treasure?"
The tall and thin man lowered his legs and raised his chest, with a rather annoyed expression on his face.
The man in gray continued: "What the hell, I've seen this old man sell a defensive mysterious weapon!"
"ah?
Does this old man still have a mysterious weapon?"
The tall and thin man raised his voice another octave. It would be an exaggeration to say that he shouted.
Many buyers around heard the conversation between the two men and turned their attention to the old man with a white beard.