Chapter 49 Trading Fair (2)

Author: Love to eat lemon peels

Chapter 49 Trading Fair (2)

After dealing with the first customer, the senior sister finally came back.

Yan Yun felt relieved and sat back down in his seat.

As the sun rose higher and higher, the Luocha Tai area became really lively. Disciples of all sizes gathered in groups, wandering around, and no matter which stall they were in, they had to go and take a look.

Many people took one look at Yan Yun and ran away. She guessed that they didn't see clearly what she wrote.

"Why is no one here? Junior sister, I'll write a new sign for you."

Jiang Qinghe was also puzzled. He grabbed Chunchun and put it into his pocket. Chunchun looked confused and struggled to get out. He pushed him back and said, "Leave it to me. I'll be right back."

Yan Yun nodded and continued to be in a daze at his stall.

"Are you collecting rags?"

The curious young disciple squatted in front of her stall, blinked and stared at it for a long time, and then curiously asked, "Sister, what are you doing collecting these?"

Yan Yun saw that she was cute, with a small face and a plump face. When she spoke, she couldn't help but soften her voice, "It's useful."

"Hey, isn't this Yan Yun?"

Liang Yu was passing by and saw Yan Yun out of the corner of his eye, so he led a group of people and rushed up, squeezing all the young disciples out.

The young disciple was squeezed out and glared at them angrily.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, so we've been so busy."

As soon as she finished speaking, the group of people following her started laughing.

"yes."

Yan Yun nodded honestly, as if he didn't care about their cynicism at all.

She came just in time, so she was worried that no one would find fault with her today.

"Let me see what you wrote."

Liang Yu didn't understand what she wrote for a while. She squatted and read for a long time, and then burst into laughter.

"Yan Yun, Yan Yun, I didn't expect you to be so miserable after leaving Jiuxiao Palace. Even if you like to pick up rags, you still collect rags. Are you going to throw away our Changle Sect people?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Liang, do you have any business to introduce?"

Yan Yun smiled and saw a bunch of people around her looking over, feeling happy in her heart. Yes, that's it. If you speak louder, it would give her free publicity.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to collect rags here, who can refuse to make money by selling unused things.

When Liang Yu heard what she said, she immediately felt proud. She raised her head slightly and looked down at her in a condescending manner, "I won't give it to you even if I lose it."

"Really? Here is my quotation, don't you take a look?"

"If we can make a little money, it's a little bit, and a little bit is worth a billion dollars. As grassroots cultivators, if we don't be more diligent and thrifty, what will we do in the future?"

"We are not as rich as our Senior Sister Liang, the daughter of the head of the family... Sigh."

Yan Yun sighed, with a faint look in his eyes, and intentionally or unintentionally spread out a price list in front of everyone.

"You! You are not allowed to be weird or anything... Hey, hey, what are you doing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Yu's angry voice sounded in his ears, sharp and harsh.

"Really? Then you accept..."

"You want me to see it too."

Before she could finish speaking, she was squeezed out by a group of people, and she looked at each other in confusion with the young disciple she had just squeezed out.

She was so angry that she stood aside and was angry.

Seeing Jiang Qinghe coming back, he scratched his head and wondered why there were so many people there all of a sudden.

Yan Yun swung the pen in her hand very fast and kept counting. She had to explain it hard when she met someone who didn't understand.

Jiang Qinghe couldn't help, so he took Chunchun and ran outside, holding the newly written signboard and pulling people around. Although he was still a little embarrassed, he was very happy to be able to help his junior sister.

The sun rose and gradually set. By the time he saw off the last wave of guests, Yan Yun's hands were already extremely tired.

"Can I see you again in the future?"

Some disciples did not forget to ask her before leaving. Yan Yun was right. As grassroots cultivators with no background, they were naturally not as good as those who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths.

She smiled and nodded. Although she had been busy all day, she felt very fulfilled. Moreover, she did not expect that today would go so smoothly.

These are not junk, they are all money.

She loosened her fingers and stretched her muscles to relieve her fatigue.

"Host, when you go out in the future, don't say your system is called Duocai."

Duocai watched her collect junk for a whole day, feeling a little depressed because he looked down on its treasure identification system.

Yan Yun: Then find me a high-level magic weapon now.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

Duocai chose to pretend to be dead.

"Senior brother, thank you for today."

Yan Yun looked at Jiang Qinghe who had just ran back, still holding the sign in his hand, with genuine gratitude in his eyes.

Spring bounced and rubbed against her legs. It had been playing for a day and is still very excited now.

"Which one of us is following the other, no need to say thank you very much."

He handed her the sign in his hand, "This one is good."

Although he didn't directly say that the picture written by Yan Yun was extremely ugly, the meaning was already obvious.

"Thank you, senior brother."

She took it with some embarrassment and asked again without giving up, "Is it really that ugly?"

In fact, after she finished writing last night, she briefly enjoyed it.

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Jiang Qinghe stopped talking. Silence was his biggest expression. Isn't Junior Sister Chou worried?

At this time, the entire sky was pink, and the setting sun wove a beautiful and dreamy ribbon over the distant mountains, dyeing both of their hair with gleaming light.

Yan Yun quickly collected the stalls. What he received today was probably more than ten times what he received in Liyuan Town that day. If he collected all the goods from the entire sect.

She can already imagine the scene of getting rich suddenly.

Accompanied by the setting sun, the two slowly walked down the tea table.

"Junior sister, registration for the martial arts competition will begin tomorrow. I will be here waiting for you then."

As they neared Linshui Residence, Jiang Qinghe couldn't keep walking, so he stopped and said.

"Uh-huh."

Yan Yun nodded, "Senior brother, thank you for today."

Before parting, she expressed her gratitude to him again. She looked at Jiang Qinghe with gentle eyes and a slight smile.

He smiled helplessly, a lot of his tied black hair fell in front of his eyebrows from playing all day, and his bright eyes were shining, "I said no thank you."

"You are always so polite to me."

After parting ways with Jiang Qinghe, she returned to her Linshui residence.

She sat in front of the window and recalled Jiang Qinghe's words.

She doesn't want to be like this, but when others treat her well, she feels guilty, and she always feels that she should pay back double the amount, instead of accepting it.

Some things are so deeply ingrained that it is difficult for her to completely change them. She can only keep herself busy and active, so that she has no time to think about miscellaneous things.

Yan Yun sat quietly, but the negative emotions in his heart were growing wantonly.

"Yan Yun! Someone is looking for you outside."

It wasn't until a call brought her back to her senses.
Chapter completed!