Chen Zhiyu walked to the old man's stall and happened to hear the arrogant words of the woman in green.
After hearing this, Chen Zhiyu looked towards the old man's stall and saw a fluffy white rabbit. It looked very cute. No wonder this woman was obsessed with buying this rabbit!
However, this rabbit is only a first-level mid-level herbal rabbit. It belongs to the lowest level among monsters in terms of defense and attack power. Its only dispensable role is to find some low-level spiritual herbs for its owner.
The medicine is far inferior to his double-eyed civet cat and the famous treasure-hunting rat in the world of cultivation, and has basically no cultivation value.
It's just that this rabbit is cute and very popular with female monks in the world of cultivation, so there are many people who specialize in catching this kind of rabbit.
Seeing this scene, Chen Zhiyu couldn't help but sigh: It seems that as long as she is a woman, whether she is a cultivator or a mortal, there is no resistance to this small and exquisite cute thing!
Then he remembered that he had promised his sister to give him a rabbit. Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth raised and a smile appeared on his face, but he planned to go back and bring a rabbit back to his younger brothers and sisters this time.
And this scene happened to be caught by a dignified woman in pink clothes standing next to the woman in green clothes, exuding a soft aura.
She glanced at Chen Zhiyu and saw that this man had eyebrows and sharp eyes. Although he was not top-notch handsome, he was handsome and he was probably a young hero.
In just a few breaths, the woman in pink clothes had already had various thoughts about Chen Zhiyu. Then she gently pulled the hand of the woman in green clothes and said softly:
"Sister Ruoyu, since the stall owner is unwilling to sell, let's forget it!"
As he said this, he pulled the woman in green to leave.
However, the woman in green put aside the hand of the woman in pink and said:
"Okay, I want one hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"
As he spoke, he pretended to pay the spirit stone.
"Sorry, I won't sell this rabbit now!"
The old man at the stall narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly with a smile.
However, the old man's eyes did not look at the two women in green, but at Chen Zhiyu behind them.
"you you"
The woman in green had an angry look on her face and chopped her feet on the ground a few times, obviously very angry.
It was then that the woman in pink stepped forward and whispered a few words into the ear of the woman in green, covering her hands with her hands, which made the woman in green look better.
"You old man, wait!"
The girl in green also said harsh words before leaving.
But in fact, only the woman in green knew how regretful she felt when she said she wanted to spend a hundred low-grade spiritual stones to buy a rabbit, otherwise she wouldn't just show off and not take out the spiritual stones.
After all, although she has a high status in the family, she only gets a few low-grade spiritual stones every month!
She is not a fool. An herbal rabbit is not worth 100 low-grade spiritual stones. If she buys this rabbit, her parents and elders will definitely scold her when she returns to the family. Moreover, she should not even think about buying some elixirs to assist her practice.
Chen Zhiyu and the old man naturally knew what the girl was thinking. As the saying goes, don't tell if you see through, so the old man and Chen Zhiyu did not expose this woman!
After the woman left, the few people watching the excitement dispersed.
The old man just glanced at Chen Zhiyu, and then closed his eyes, as if he was not the owner of this stall.
Chen Zhiyu leaned down and picked up a black iron piece, and then asked:
"Fellow Taoist, how do you sell this thing?"
"Fifty low-grade spiritual stones!"
The old man didn't even look at Chen Zhiyu, he just sat there and said nothing more.
In fact, Chen Zhiyu didn't really want to buy anything from this stall, but the bronze key in his storage bag started to shake even more since he approached the stall. He guessed that the object that resonated with the key was definitely not a mortal thing, so he said
Maybe we can still crack the secret of this key.
no!
no!
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Chen Zhiyu kept picking up items from the old man's stall and asking about their prices, but did not say whether he would buy them.
The old man didn't say a word, he answered every question, and he wasn't annoyed by Chen Zhiyu's behavior.
As for the immortal cultivators passing by, they only showed a few sarcastic smiles. In their hearts, they already regarded Chen Zhiyu as the kind of person who crazily picks up leaks.
People like Chen Zhiyu who constantly ask for prices can be found everywhere in the casual trading area in the north of the city every day. Everyone is used to it and there is no big reaction.
Chen Zhiyu was picking up the slack as they expected, but he was not like those casual cultivators who had no goals and relied only on luck. He had a shaking bronze key.
About a quarter of an hour later, Chen Zhiyu had already taken almost everything from the stall, leaving only a small tower and a few dark stones in the corner that he had not yet tried.
Chen Zhiyu picked up the tower in the corner with the intention of giving it another try.
When Chen Zhiyu's fingers touched the small tower, the bronze key in the storage bag suddenly shone brightly and trembled, as if he was meeting an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time, excited and excited.
Chen Zhiyu was ecstatic in his heart. This small tower was what he was looking for, but his face remained calm. Then he raised his hand and picked up the few black stones. It was just as he expected.
When his fingers touched the stones, the bronze key in his storage bag showed no reaction at all.
Then he put down the stones and said:
"Fellow Taoist, I wonder how much these stones cost?"
"I got these stones from the Ancient Cave Mansion. The price is 300 spirit stones!"
As he spoke, the old man looked at Chen Zhiyu and raised three fingers.
"Old man Li, you are bluffing again. No one wants your few broken stones or ten spiritual stones, but you still have three hundred spiritual stones!"
"This fellow Taoist, why don't you come and have a look at my stall? The prices are definitely cheaper than those at Old Man Li's stall, and they are more affordable!"
At this time, a thin and ordinary-looking stall owner in the stall next to him said to Chen Zhiyu with a smile.
As he spoke, the stall owner picked up a few stones that looked very similar to those on the old man's stall and made a few gestures at Chen Zhiyu.
But Chen Zhiyu could understand that this middle-aged man wanted to pull Chen Zhiyu over.
Chen Zhiyu just shook his head slightly, waved his hand, and said "Thank you for your kindness" to him.
Seeing that Chen Zhiyu had no intention of going there, the middle-aged man shut his mouth knowingly.
Just a murmur still reached his ears:
"If you haven't come over yet, you deserve to be deceived by that old man Li!"
From beginning to end, the old man never interfered in the communication between Chen Zhiyu and the middle-aged stall owner, as if he didn't care at all whether the business could be completed or whether these items could be sold as spiritual stones.
It seems that for him, setting up a stall is just a routine matter, and the price is just a matter of his words.
Chen Zhiyu also noticed the old man's performance, but he became more curious about the old man in his heart.