Nine days passed in a flash.

Over the past nine days, Xiao Yi's cultivation became more and more stable, and he also went further from the Qi Gathering Realm.

At noon, the sun is scorching in the sky.

Since I woke up early, Xiao Yi has practiced "Bajiquan" and practiced "The Sword of Soul Chasing" for two hours.

"Xiao Yi, it's time to eat."

Aunt Mei's voice came from outside the door. After that day, Aunt Mei's attitude towards Xiao Yi was relieved a little. Seeing him sweating all over, she frowned, "Tomorrow is the birthday party of the head of the family. The lady asked me to ask you how your clothes are prepared?"

"Go away later!"

"You should be more careful! The head of the family will come for the birthday party, and the well-known people in Nanhuang City will come. Many of the talents have pursued the ladies. You are nothing compared to those talents, at least they are dressed decently..."

Aunt Mei said, "The 100 taels of silver that the lady gave you are enough to buy a good piece of clothing at Zhenbao Pavilion. Remember to go there, don't embarrass the lady anymore!"

…………

Zhenbao Pavilion is located in the south of Nanhuang City, and is divided into outer cabinets and inner cabinets.

The outer cabinet is mainly street stalls, with a wide range of features, but there are all kinds of things, such as real and fake, and the quality is not guaranteed.

The cabinet is a high-end product that it operates, but its value is extremely expensive. Any piece of clothing costs dozens of taels of silver, which is enough for an ordinary family of five to spend half a year. It is rarely consumed by ordinary people in the cabinet.

“Huh?”

Xiao Yi's eyes lit up when he passed by a street stall.

The stall owner is a thin old man, and there is only a black iron dragon statue on the stall.

"Golden Obsidian Spirit?"

Having gained the ability and experience of the deadly scholars to appreciate antique calligraphy and painting, Xiao Yi could see at a glance that there was a mystery in the statue, which was not an ordinary object.

"How to sell this statue?"

The old man said, "Fifty taels of silver!"

Xiao Yi's eyes rolled and he said, "I want it!"

The old man looked happy and wanted to take the silver from Xiao Yi's hand.

But at this moment, a lazy voice came from the side: "I want this statue!"

The person who came was a young man in brocade robe, holding a folding fan and squirting gently, looking arrogant, not taking Xiao Yi seriously at all.

Xiao Yi's face turned slightly cold and said, "It seems that I took a fancy to this statue first?"

"Do you like yours first? Do you ask the stall owner if you sell it to you?" The young man sneered and looked at the old man and said, "Old man, who are you going to sell this statue to?"

The old man pretended to be hesitant and said, "It was indeed the little brother who fell in love with it first..."

The young man said lightly: "I'll pay one hundred taels!"

The old man hurriedly looked at Xiao Yi.

The young man provoked, "What? You can't afford it if you only have one hundred taels?"

"Every singing and harmony, the cooperation is very skillful."

Looking at the young and old man in front of him, Xiao Yi sneered in his heart. Although the two of them were disguised well, their detailed expressions could not escape their eyes.

Although this kind of trick can deceive others, it can't deceive yourself now.

"If you want to turn your left hand and right hand, take it away."

After saying that, Xiao Yi didn't take a look and turned around to leave. Although a statue containing the golden obsidian spirit is of great value, it did not have much effect on him. He didn't have the time to play this kind of pediatric trick with this young man.

"Um?"

Xiao Yi's reaction to give up made the old man and the young man's faces instantly sink. They had cooperated with this provocation many times before, but they didn't expect that this time they would fail.

"Little brother, don't leave. Although I love money, I still have to pay attention to principles in doing business. This statue is the first thing you like. No matter how much other people pay, I will only sell this statue to you. Fifty taels will be sold. I will never regret it after the deal!"

Seeing that the business was about to be ruined, the young man immediately gave the old man a wink. Then the old man hurriedly chased Xiao Yi and handed the statue to Xiao Yi, for fear that Xiao Yi would regret it.

"make a deal!"

Xiao Yi did not refuse and threw the fifty taels of silver to the old man, just to leave.

"Hahaha……"

Seeing that the dust settled, the young man suddenly burst into laughter: "Boy, I didn't expect you to have some strength in your eyes. I knew I was maliciously raising the price and refused to spend more money, but so what? This statue is just a piece of scrap iron, not even a tael of silver, fifty taels, I will make a lot of money!"

"What's going on?"

"Aren't he fighting for this statue just now? Why did he suddenly say that the statue is fake? He and this old man are in the same group?"

The old man respectfully stepped forward, handed over the fifty taels of silver in his hand to the young man, and said with a flattering look: "Old Leopard is wise!"

"Damn, this is actually a scam?"

"Master Bao? He is Lei Bao, the young leader of the Black Tiger Gang?"

Seeing Xiao Yi being deceived, everyone had no sympathy, but only gloating.

Lei Bao was scattered with fifty taels of silver in his hand: "Boy, there will be no pie falling from the sky. If it were really a priceless treasure, Master Leopard, I would have put it away long ago, how could he be your turn? Hahaha..."

"Assuming self-righteous, with no eyes..."

Xiao Yi glanced at it and smiled coldly.

At this moment...

An old figure suddenly came from the crowd and walked straight to Xiao Yi, with his eyes: "Little brother, I am very interested in this statue, can I lend it to me?"

Xiao Yi shrugged and said, "Please give me some advice!"

Mr. Yan took the statue and looked at it carefully.

The more I looked at his expression, the more solemn he became.

Seeing this, Lei Bao showed a cold sarcasm and said arrogantly: "Old man, you'd better not waste time here. This is just scrap iron collected by this young master for a tael of silver. It's not a valuable thing at all,..."

The old man just glanced back at Lei Bao and said indifferently: "I, Yan Mingli, have been in charge of the Zhenbao Pavilion for 30 years. Can't I even be able to tell the difference between scrap iron and treasure?"

"What? He actually is Yan Mingli?"

"Damn, Mr. Yan is the master of Zhenbao Pavilion. He has the best ability to appraise treasures in Nanhuang City. He actually likes this statue. Could it be that this is a treasure?"

"Zhen, Zhen?"

Lei Bao looked confused.

He naturally heard Yan Mingli's name. This is a master of the treasure appraisal industry in Nanhuang City. He swallowed his saliva with a gurgle. Lei Bao tentatively said: "Yan, Mr. Yan, you are not mistaken, right? This is really just a piece of scrap iron..."

Bang!

Old Yan turned around and slapped Lei Bao with a slap. He snorted coldly and said proudly: "Even if your father is here, I dare not say that I am misleading." He gently stroked the statue with his palm. Old Yan asked, "Little brother, are you willing to take action on this statue?"

Xiao Yi said: "If the price is right, take action!"

Mr. Yan tentatively said, "How about ten thousand taels?"

hiss!

A sound of gasping in the air came around.

Especially Lei Bao's eyes twitched, and his eyes turned red, staring at the statue in Old Yan's hand.

Ten thousand taels of silver!

He bought it only cost one or two dollars, which is ten thousand times more!

Just now, he was complacent about cheating Xiao Yi for fifty taels, thinking that Xiao Yi was a sucker who knew nothing, but in a blink of an eye he turned into a treasure worth tens of thousands of taels?

Xiao Yi said lightly: "Your price is insincere!"

"What?"

"Is it still a low price to 10,000 taels?"

More and more people surrounded him, and when Xiao Yi actually refused Mr. Yan's offer, he was stunned.

Lei Bao was jealous and became jealous. Since I couldn't get it, I wouldn't let you get it, I immediately shouted: "Boy, why do you talk to Mr. Yan? Mr. Yan likes your things, this is your blessing, you should take the initiative to give it to him..."

“…”

Mr. Yan ignored Lei Bao at all, and just pondered for a moment and nodded, "The little brother is right. The statue made of such a complete golden obsidian is indeed stingy. Let's do it, I will pay 50,000 taels, how about it?"

boom!

Lei Bao's figure shook and almost fell.

Fifty thousand taels?

I was complacent after working hard to set up a plan and bought a hundred taels, but I gave up the treasure worth 50,000 taels of silver?

Me, I'm Tema...

Lei Bao wanted to slap himself hard.

"It's still low!" Xiao Yi said with a smile.
To be continued...