Zhang Cong looked at the Leng brothers and sisters and said: "You brothers and sisters are here in the north. The possibility of breaking through to become a god is very slim. Not to mention that you can't find the best spiritual stones. Even if you find them, it will be difficult in this place with thin spiritual energy.
Breakthrough, why do you still stay here? Why don’t you go to the Central Plains to look for opportunities?”
Leng Qingyou looked at her silent brother and sighed: "We brothers are not originally from the North. We fled here from the Western Regions. It is precisely because the resources here are poor that no one will suspect us.
Only two of us can survive today. Our enemy is very powerful and has extremely high cultivation level."
As the privacy of the Leng brothers and sisters was involved, Zhang Cong did not ask any more questions. Karen Leng suddenly took out three masks and handed them to Zhang Cong and the others: "This Lecheng is the territory of Wanjintang. Sister, I don't know the real purpose of your coming here.
But it's better to cover your face.
If you want to visit Wei City, I would like to remind you that you must not expose high-grade spiritual stones. The trouble you will cause may be more serious than if you destroyed the Eight Kings Palace. Wei City is a model that jumps out of national borders. Not only
There are monks from the Northland, and even the entire Donglong Continent, who are guilty of possessing a jade. I believe they all understand it.
No matter what happens, if you trust us two brothers, you can hide in this Qiaojiang Building. In Yanzhou, my Qiaojiang Building is quite respectable."
Zhang Cong smiled and cupped his hands without saying anything. Leng Qingfeng pulled Zhang Cong to his feet and walked outside.
After leaving the Qiaojiang Building, Zhang Cong deliberately separated from Leng Qingfeng. The three of them were here to kill people and buy goods. So far, the Leng brothers and sisters had done nothing wrong. Naturally, Zhang Cong did not want to cause trouble to the Qiaojiang Building.
There is no need to ask around Lecheng. Follow the monks and you will find Wei City. Lecheng is not very big, but it is definitely an important commercial town. There is a Qiaojiang Building in Yuquan Village. Walking south along the village road for more than ten miles, you will see the Yuquan River.
Jintanwu is where the famous Jintanwei City is located.
Jintanwu was originally called Fenglaiwu. It was an ancient fairground city in Yanzhou. Later it was occupied by Wanjintang and renamed Jintanwu. It was also expanded extensively to create such a famous large fairground city in the north.
The layout of Jintanwu is no smaller than that of Lecheng. Wei City is similar to a large market town. Not only are there many shops, but there are also several famous auction houses. Of course, there are also roadside stalls one after another. The whole Wei City is very lively.
Zhang Cong looked at the prosperity of the Wei City and not only admired it. Putting aside the hostility between Wanjintang and Linzhou, Wanjintang's business acumen and money-making methods are indeed good. This time, Yanzhou and his party can learn from it.
Follow other people's business methods and develop Linzhou well in the future.
The things at the stalls in Wei City could not be recognized by the eyes of three people. Standing at a crowded intersection, Zhang Cong and three people did not know where to go. Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
"Which uncle is this? It's your first time coming to Wei City, right? If you have anything you don't understand, just ask me. I'm an old man in Wei City, and I know all the shops very well."
Zhang Cong turned around and saw a wretched old man with a goatee. Although his clothes were not shabby, he looked like a poor man. His eyes were wandering around, and he was looking at the three people expectantly.
Lu Wuying suddenly asked with a Central Plains accent: "Are you a broker? I wonder how much money a guide earns per day?"
Zhang Cong immediately understood what Lu Wuying meant. He spoke a standard northern dialect. Although Qin Yu could speak Mandarin, she was a woman. Lu Wuying's move was obviously to hide his identity. Zhang Cong and Qin Yu did not
Speaking, Lu Wuying took care of everything.
Sure enough, when the old man heard Lu Wuying's Central Plains accent, the smile on his face became even bigger. He nodded and said, "Are the three of you customers from the Central Plains? Little old man Huang San, do some errands and lead the way in this Wei City, don't you?"
You may think that I am old, but I am a young and innocent child with a wide network and low expenses. How about you reward me with ten taels of silver every day?"
Zhang Cong smiled inwardly, this old man was not honest at all, ten taels a day? Even the farmers in Linzhou could not earn five taels a year. If he had only ten taels of silver, Xiaohua would have been married long ago.
Lu Wuying looked at Zhang Cong, and Zhang Cong nodded. Lu Wuying casually gave Huang Sanyi a silver ingot, which amounted to five taels: "I'll give you half first. I'll take care of you and I won't miss you."
Huang San's eyes were so happy that he quickly put away his money and asked, "What do you want to buy? Or do you want to sell something?"
Before Lu Wuying could speak, Zhang Cong's voice came from the spiritual platform. He hurriedly said: "The three of us want to find some weird materials. We are not afraid of the price, as long as the goods are good."
Huang San's face was stunned, and he thought for a moment and said: "To be honest with you three, if there are rare good things in Jintanwei City, you have to go to Wanjin Pavilion to report them. It is said that they have to go through the auction process, but generally
No matter how many spiritual stones a person has, it is difficult to buy good things, and Wanjin Pavilion basically buys the ones with high value."
Lu Wuying asked: "Is Wanjin Pavilion a business of Wanjin Hall?"
Huang San looked around carefully and nodded: "This Jintan Fair was originally opened by Wanjintang. As long as Wanjintang pays, no one can say anything, so there are far more people selling things in this fair than buying things."
There are so many things, even those who come to buy goods, they only buy bulk ores like Luoyin, or medicinal materials."
Lu Wuying sighed: "So it's not easy for you to make money? We three brothers are not short of money, but if we don't have good products, we don't want to waste time here."
Huang San quickly pulled Lu Wuying, looked around and said: "Actually, there are still some underground transactions in Wei City. If you are interested, I dare to take the three bosses to have a look. But let's make a deal first, that kind of place is very messy.
When buying things, you have to rely on your eyesight. If you buy a fake, you will be unlucky.”
Lu Wuying nodded, and the three of them followed Huang San towards the outskirts of Wei City.
Since it is a black market, it will naturally not be in a busy place. Of course Wanjintang knows about this black market. It is very likely that there are people from Wanjintang behind the black market who are supporting them to make some money.
There will be attractive gimmicks, otherwise who would go to the black market?
A dilapidated farmhouse turned out to be the entrance to the black market. As soon as Zhang Cong and Huang Laosan entered, they found another space magic weapon. Of course, it was not as big as the Craftsman Building, but it still had a lot of space.
The black market is not the only one, there are many stalls inside. As soon as Zhang Cong and the others entered, the gold-swallowing beast and the small porcelain bottle in the divine palace reacted immediately. Qin Yu beside him also pulled Zhang Cong's sleeve. It seemed that
Qin Yu also felt something.
Qin Yu took the lead and walked towards a broken room inside. Huang Laosan naturally followed, and soon entered a low room with dim light and a smell.
Zhang Cong looked around and saw that there was only a one-eyed old lady in the room, but she had Yuanying cultivation level. In the empty room, there was only a small shabby counter, a wooden shelf behind it, and nothing else, not even a chair. nothing.
Qin Yu walked directly to the old lady, picked up a dark bone from the counter, and looked at it carefully.
Zhang Cong's eyes were fixed on a box on the wooden shelf. The things in that box attracted him the most.
Qin Yu held the bones and looked at them for a long time, but the old lady kept looking at Zhang Cong. Zhang Cong pointed at the broken wooden box. The old lady grinned and reached out to hand the box to Zhang Cong.
Inside the box was a pile of colorful stones of varying sizes, but there was no spiritual power fluctuation. Zhang Cong had never seen anything like this before. He wanted to see it because the gold-swallowing beast was very interested in this thing.
Zhang Cong asked softly: "Dare I ask senior, what is this?"
The old lady said in a hoarse voice: "You're so weird, little brother. You don't even know what you want to buy? Why did you come into my shabby house? You're not as good as this ghost girl. What she likes is really a treasure."
Qin Yu curled his lips: "What kind of treasure is it? Isn't it just the leg bone of the World-Breaking Beast? This World-Breaking Beast is just a young beast, and it has been dead for at least five thousand years, so its spiritual power has long since dissipated."
The old lady laughed and said, "You girl, you have good eyesight, but no one likes this thing at all, so I have been throwing it away in this shop for a hundred years, and you are still the first one to see it."
Qin Yu asked with a smile: "Grandma, I really want to buy some things with ghost attributes and space attributes. If you have them, don't hide them. Do you want spiritual stones or exchange things? say."
The old lady sighed: "You are honest girl, but it will be difficult for you to get out of the ghost market. You will be tricked to death. Grandma, I advise you, keep your words to yourself, and don't waste money when there are many people."
Qin Yu chuckled: "I know grandma, you are just a meditator, why would you sell anything? Why don't you keep it for yourself?"
The old lady shook her head: "Old lady has been exposed to too many yin things, and the yin energy has backfired, and she can't break through the spirit transformation. Time is running out now, and I don't expect to sell these things. I'll find a suitable descendant and give them to them. It doesn’t matter to him, I can’t take him with me if I die anyway.”
Zhang Cong had known for a long time that the old lady had damaged her foundation, but it was not like the Yin Qi backfired as she said. It seemed that it was exactly what Huang Laosan said, and every word of the people here was telling the truth.
Zhang Cong didn't know what Qin Yu was thinking. Qin Yu, who was wearing a mask, asked in a low voice: "Grandma, what do you need? If it can cure you and me, I will find it for you."
The old lady sighed: "Silly girl, grandma needs the elixir or spiritual fruit to rebuild the altar. Those things are hard to come by."
Zhang Cong suddenly laughed: "Old man, your Yuanying is just cursed. Find an expert to help you sort it out and it will get better. It has not harmed the altar. I wonder what you want this elixir for? Could it be for others? What?"
A cold light suddenly flashed in the old lady's single eye, and she stared at Zhang Cong and said: "This little brother, we buy and sell, and we discuss the price according to the goods. The test is eyesight. What my old lady wants is my business." "Whether you want to buy it or not, don't make trouble with me."
Zhang Cong sighed: "It seems that I am meddling in my own business, but let me tell you one thing, being bitten by a ghostly creature on the altar cannot be solved with a God-Building Pill, nor can it be cured by ordinary meditation. You Don't delay people anymore."
