Su An left the inn in a happy mood, but Zhao Heng's thoughts were not so comfortable. The reason was very simple. Although he had already guessed that there was a high probability that Su An was also a person with a connection with immortality.

But he didn't know what Su An was thinking.

But if he was asked to leave without saying goodbye and leave quietly, he wouldn't have planned to do this. After all, he didn't feel any danger from Su An.

Thinking of how he even pretended to be an ordinary scholar before and when he met a robber, Zhao Heng smiled bitterly.

He thought he had already covered up very well, but he didn't expect that his appearance had been suspected and guessed by others for a long time. Maybe others were laughing in their hearts.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhao Heng turned back to the room with a bitter face.

If some things are not made clear, it is better not to make them clear. After all, sometimes it may be because you think the other party knows a lot, but in fact, the other party doesn’t know that much.

Although Zhao Heng has never experienced this situation personally, he has seen it.

After leaving the inn, Su An wandered around the Gravel Town. Although Gravel Town was just a town, its prosperity was even more prosperous than some remote and poor counties.

Moreover, the scale of the gravel town is not small, about three times the size of other ordinary towns.

"Our jerky meat is..."

"Come and take a look, the best gravel-town cakes."

There were many hawking sounds. Although he was curious and looked around, nothing could make him interested and want to buy it.

Most of the things sold in the town are food and dry food, including some things that may be used when traveling, including shops.

Although it is bustling and prosperous, there are not many types. After all, the location of the Gravel Town determines this.

Some shops, such as rouge and powder, have one or two shops for people to choose from in the town. But if there are too many shops, which one can buy so much rouge and powder in such a town?

When you go out, I'm afraid anyone knows that money will not be revealed.

Therefore, the rouge and water powder shops in the town, including some jewelry and teahouses, are very rare.

"Young Master, you are right here. Look, these are all good treasures."

Su An just stood in front of a stall for a moment, and the stall owner spoke enthusiastically, and even looked very mysterious: "Look, this dagger is extremely sharp. If it is hidden in the sleeve to defend itself, it will definitely have an unexpected result in times of crisis."

While speaking, the stall owner took a dagger from his stall, pulled out the sheath, waved it back and forth a few times, and even picked up a piece of rag and cut it.

"Um?"

The stall owner's face was slightly stiff, with a cloth wrapped in a dagger in his left hand and a dagger in his right hand. He slashed hard, and the solemn expression on his face became even more serious.

"This is not an ordinary fabric. It is made of precious animal skin. It is rumored that a master left behind the inherited skills on it, and then used the means to make it seem like there is no word on it. If you take it back to comprehend, you may be able to understand the immortal skills left by the master."

The stall owner sighed with a melancholy face, put down the dagger in his hand, and stroked the worn-out piece of fabric with his right hand: "It's a pity that this magical fabric has been in my hands for many years, and I don't have this fate after all."

"I think the young master is so handsome and so young, he may be the one who is destined to be."

The stall owner spoke endlessly, showing no sign of stopping.

Su An just looked at the stall owner with a smile on his eyes, and did not say anything. After a while, he nodded slowly, and spoke in the stall owner's happy eyes, saying, "It's a pity to not talk about this eloquence."

"One hundred taels of silver."

"What?"

The stall owner excitedly gave the offer. When he was thinking about how much money he could kill Su An in the end, he looked at Su An in disbelief and scratched his ears.

"Your Majesty can go and tell a book."

Su An laughed loudly. He was not stupid, so how could he be fooled by the stall owner's words? If he could be fooled by these words, he would probably be those teenagers who have never stepped out of the house.

Although Su An didn't recognize the things placed on this stall, most of them were small and weird things, and they probably could get one.

As for the quality of these things he had on it, just look at the broken dagger that couldn't even scratch the rag.

"You boy, you don't know anything."

The stall owner's face turned slightly red and turned back on the stool, not paying attention to Su An. He could see that the boy in front of him looked young, but he was definitely not those who had been walking in the world for the first time, nor were he the stupid boy.

Such people are not easy to cheat.

He set up a stall in the town, to put it bluntly, it was a fraud. Gravel Town is a good place with countless merchants in the past. As long as he cheated one, he could make a lot of money.

Moreover, the merchants coming and going were not the people in the town, so it was impossible for them to come back to find him.

Even if you encounter it in the future, it will be a long time later. At that time, wouldn’t he just refuse to admit it?

Moreover, he doesn't sit here like this every day. Occasionally, after a while, he will change places in the town or something.

In this way, even if someone who bought something came by when he passed by a few months later, could he still recognize him?

After all, no one can buy things and can't keep an eye on the stall owner and remember what they look like, right?

He smiled and shook his head. Su An stopped talking about anything else, but instead touched his stomach and went to other stalls selling food.

It’s not that he was really hungry, but was attracted by the fragrance coming from the stall not far away. After all, after entering the realm of God-loving, his body was tempered by spiritual energy and he no longer had to eat.

Or, food may also be needed, but at least, he doesn't know how long he can last without eating before he feels hungry, or more than half a month, a month, or even a year?

"How do you sell this pancake?"

Su An stood in front of the stall, looking at the hot cakes and drooling. The cakes should be the kind of cakes similar to buns, but they were roasted in the fire.

"Ten cents each with stuffing, and three cents each without stuffing."

The stall owner saw someone asking, and spoke enthusiastically.

"Two with stuffing."

Su An spoke, touched his sleeve for a while before he found a piece of scattered silver. There was really not much scattered silver on his body, and the rest were all golden leaves.
Chapter completed!