"Brother, what do you think of my medium-grade spiritual material, blue-red steel?
The color is bright and the quality is pure, but it is a good spiritual material, which is suitable for a young hero like me to forge his natal magic weapon."
The stall owner was an old man in his sixties who was at the second level of the martial arts realm. He was thin in stature, but his eyes were extremely bright, and he was as shrewd as a businessman.
Seeing Yang Hongyuan's arrival, he enthusiastically took the initiative to introduce him. Yang Hongyuan secretly complained that this shrewd old man was not easy to fool!
Yang Hongyuan's face remained normal and he replied: "The quality of the spiritual material is indeed very good. I don't know how much it will cost, but I'm a little shy about it."
The old man also squinted his eyes when he heard this. He didn't look like he came from a poor family. He didn't know whether he was really poor or just calculating his budget.
Yuzhou has been recuperating for a hundred years, and although it has regained some of its vitality, everyone is still buckled.
He came all the way here just to earn some hard-earned money, so the little old man put away his little thoughts.
Still enthusiastically said: "I'm afraid this is my first time to come to Huaiyu County. To be honest, this is also my first time to this precious place.
The younger brother is the first one to take care of the business. How about a price of fifty jade coins."
Yang Hongyuan took a breath of cold air, this was really a bit full for a man who didn't know that a poor man was hungry.
Not to mention the several medium and high-grade magic weapons seized by the Yang family, the Yang Hongyuan brothers alone not only used twelve kinds of spiritual materials to refine the natal magic weapons, but also had sufficient quantities of each.
But now, blue-red steel, which is only a medium-grade magic material, costs twenty jade coins the size of a fist.
Even so, given the current low price of mineral spiritual materials, it is no wonder that a magic weapon is so precious.
One acre of spiritual land can normally produce two stones of spiritual grain, and is generally priced at ten jade coins.
For a large family in the village with more than ten people, the land allocated to three or four spiritual farmers is only a little more than one acre.
A piece of blue-red steel the size of a fist, this is five years of net income, not to mention that spiritual farmers have to consume part of the spiritual grain every year to maintain their cultivation.
It's not that Yang Hongyuan couldn't afford it, and the old man's price was considered fair.
But when the old man saw Yang Hongyuan looking frightened, he felt uncomfortable. He thought he was a fat sheep, but he looked really shy.
Yang Hongyuan noticed the changes in the old man's face and understood what the other person was thinking, so he hit the right mark.
Immediately he put down the green and red steel and turned to look at other things in the stall. The old man dealt with it casually.
Yang Hongyuan was also quite sensible and picked some cheap ones and asked the price, which made the old man very annoyed. But now there is someone in front of the stall, which is better than no one in front of the stall.
The old man patiently answered one by one, and the broken purple token was priced at five jade coins.
Yang Hongyuan asked around, drooling over several pieces of extremely high-quality spiritual materials, but he clearly showed his suffering from poverty.
Then he looked at a few items of lower value, including the broken purple token.
The old man became a little warm when he saw this, and the words "you can't afford those things" were written on his face.
Yang Hongyuan went back and forth between several items and finally settled on the purple token.
The old man introduced energetically that this was originally a top-grade magic weapon of excellent quality, but it was damaged due to fighting techniques.
Although the runes of the magic circle are now damaged, its power is only slightly weaker than the lowest-grade magic weapon like a Thousand Gold Brick.
Hearing Yang Hongyuan's high spirits, he secretly muttered in his heart that all businessmen really have a black mouth.
No matter how useless the Thousand Gold Brick is, it is still a low-grade magic weapon. Nowadays, even if the market is not good, it can still be sold for fifty jade coins.
As for whether the Ziling sect's magical weapon turns out to be high-grade or low-grade, it all depends on your words. Anyway, it is just a fragment now.
Yang Hongyuan listened carefully, but he showed no mercy when negotiating the price, causing the old man with a smile on his face to gradually darken.
In the end, Yang Hongyuan couldn't bear it and struggled with three jade coins, but Yang Hongyuan easily won them. The transaction was successful and both of them were smiling.
Yang Hongyuan was happy that he finally got it, and the old man was happy because he had earned jade coins. Only he knew how much he had earned.
Yang Hongyuan had just turned around with the purple token in his hand when a voice came from far away:
"Brother, walk slowly."
Yang Hongyuan shouted in his heart: "No way, no way!"
I originally thought that there would be so many fights for buying things, but I got it smoothly, but I didn't expect that there would be trouble just after I got up.
When Yang Hongyuan heard this, he just pretended not to hear it. Anyway, there are many young men. Who knows which one you were talking about, so he ran away.
"Huh...huh...huh!"
A burst of violent breathing came, and Yang Hongyuan followed the monk in linen clothes across from him. The two of them bent over and held their legs, breathing heavily. They only heard the man on the other side say intermittently:
"Little... little... brother... brother. little brother."
Yang Hongyuan immediately felt sick and wanted to run away.
Unexpectedly, the monk in sackcloth stretched out his hand to stop him. He breathed out and then said:
"Brother, please come on. I don't mean any harm. Please, please. Let me take a breath."
Yang Hongyuan saw that he was alone and was also a casual cultivator. Although his cultivation was at the peak of the evil spirit realm, Yang Hongyuan was not afraid now and would not leave anymore. He just listened to what he had to say.
I saw him slightly adjusting his clothes, putting on a smile and saying:
"Xian Yuan, I have met my little brother."
"My surname is Yang, which is a distant character."
"Well, it turns out it's little brother Yang. I wonder if he can be related to the Yang family, a prominent family in Chenyu County..."
"It's my family!"
The monk in sackcloth's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were a little more cautious.
Yang Hongyuan was so proud, ho ho ho ho!
I can now live with the addiction of a playboy. Compared with the wealthy families in the county, the Yang family is only one short of a real-life monk.
Two martial artist realm Dzogchen masters, three martial artist realm late stage monks, martial artist realm monks in their late 40s, their strength is relatively well-known in the four counties of Yu, Zhang, Yao and Xi today.
Wait, what did this guy say his name is, Xuanyuan, is he speaking so loudly?
These two words are not something that ordinary people can afford.
Xuanyuan! Xuanyuan!
This shouldn't be the one who will be beaten to death by his grandson in the future, right?
Looking up and down for a while, Xuanyuan felt a little uncomfortable. With the help of the jade ultimatum, he secretly consumed a lot of family luck.
This person has a long history of luck, and he is probably the Xuan Yuan who will be the first to appear in the future and the fastest to receive lunch boxes.
In later generations, he was one of the three Taoists assigned by the Immortal Palace to guard the Burial Tianxu in Yuzhou.
In later generations, it is said that the three Taoist ancestors were all involved in Yuzhou. Judging from the current situation, Xuanyuan is estimated to be over fifty years old.
His cultivation is still at the peak of the Evil Qi Realm, and he may not have made a fortune yet.
Thinking about it calling him to stop, the relevant thing is the purple token just now.
In this case, although I am not willing to share the pie with others, I am happy to share the pie with others!