Duan Qingyan was really interested this time. He couldn't help but look at the boy carefully.
This cloth-selling boy Yang Yi was fourteen or fifteen years old, with red lips, white teeth, and smooth skin. He looked like a child of a noble family. He reminded Duan Qingyan of his elder brother Duan Junyi whom he had just come to this world.
The reason why Duan Qingyan was willing to buy Yang Yi's high-priced fake cloth was also moved by his love for his sister. Who knew that the boy was stubborn?
Duan Qingyan shook her head and wanted to leave. Duan Qingyan is now building a foundation for cultivation. Although it is nothing in Dingyun Sect, few people can match it in such a small town.
"Wo Wang Wang Wang." Unexpectedly, Ah Dai seemed to prefer this cloth. Duan Qingyan hugged it and left, and the guy pulled his claws and refused to let go.
Even Huangfu Yuer took the initiative to take the piece of yellow and yellow cloth like an old rag and handed it to Duan Qingyan, meaning that she would see it.
"Since my wife and my spirit beast are talking to you, then just take a look. But you insist on it yourself. If this cloth cannot enter my eyes, I will not give a piece of the spirit stone." Duan Qingyan spoke while taking the cloth handed over by Huangfu Yuer.
"Thank you, my son, thank you, my wife." Yang Yi answered politely.
Duan Qingyan was surprised. Yang Yi's eyes flashed with reluctance. Could this piece of cloth be really a treasure?
Let’s talk about whether it’s right or not.
Duan Qingyan is interested in this piece of cloth, but it is actually because of Ah Dai. Ah Dai’s intelligence recently, but his basic cultivation base is still there, so his claws are often ignorant. Duan Qingyan himself was caught and had a few pieces of clothes. He simply changed into the fire cloud saint that he is not afraid of being caught.
Just like the Yunxiang cloth I saw before, Ah Dai accidentally grabbed a corner with his claws. An uncle was still nagging dissatisfiedly, and the spirit beast scratched his cloth.
But Ah Dai kept holding on to the old piece of yellow cloth without putting his claws, and there was no claw mark at all, which really aroused Duan Qingyan's interest.
After taking a closer look, Duan Qingyan was strange. No matter the color, pattern, and smell were different from the cloud-scented cloth she learned. No matter how you look at it, they were all ordinary fake cloth. But how could it stand the scratch?
Although he is a weapon refiner, Duan Qingyan is young after all, and has seen few treasures in heaven and earth. He has more theoretical knowledge than practice in this area. Naturally, he has to ask Master Tianhammer for this difficult problem.
The sky hammer was invited, so he was arrogant. Although I still look like a hammer, what do you superficial people know? The hammer is just the form of my existence. The uncle's rich inner world, life and love for beauty is the true self.
Mr. Tianchu appeared in a way that he thought he was coquettish and handsome, but in the eyes of outsiders, he was a black ordinary hammer that fell on the cloth.
Fortunately, everyone is very kind. Or it is because the hammer is too ordinary and has been ignored. No one tells him the truth.
Duan Qingyan spread out the old piece of earthy yellow fabric with both hands, and rode a refining weapon hammer on the fabric from the air, wandering up and down.
Yang Yi's face turned red again after holding it in his mouth several times, but in the end he still didn't say anything.
He didn't expect that the young man would refine weapons on the spot, but if he didn't want that piece of cloth.
Then, my sister's tuition fee is.
No, this young man doesn't look like that kind of person. The wife is so gentle and kind, and they will definitely not cheat themselves.
After setting up a stall for so long and being sarcastic and rolling eyes, only this young master asked to buy it, although Yang Yi knew that the young master gave it because of mercy.
It was also the first time Duan Qingyan saw Tianchu identifying something, and it took so long to induce Tianchu to inspire Tianchu in his consciousness: "There is something that our Tianchu master who knows everything in the sky and the earth cannot recognize? It's really strange."
"Stupid girl, what do you know? Don't affect my identification." Tian Chuan replied to Duan Qingyan in anger and made a look of intoxication: "What a cloth, it's really a cloth, it's even more fragrant than a woman's body."
Although others saw a hammer and gently forging the old cloth, Duan Qingyan thought of a scene of a slutty uncle rolling on a rag with a despicable and intoxicated expression.
Mr. Tianchu went for a long time and only threw it to Duan Qingyan: "This is the real Yunxiang cloth. Buy it quickly. We will buy it all 30,000 spirit stones."
Spitting blood, 30,000 spirit stones? Do you really think that my spirit stone fell from the sky? Can the spirit stones earned by our Ah Dai have been wasted such a waste?
Of course, even though Duan Qingyan doesn’t understand how this piece of cloth looks like Yunxiang cloth, Duan Qingyan believes that even Tianhui is so arrogant and optimistic about things, so he must buy them.
"This piece of cloth is indeed Yunxiang cloth, so the price of 300 spirit stones is not expensive, so I bought it." Duan Qingyan said while taking out 600 spirit stones.
Even if Duan Qingyan doesn't agree with the price of 30,000 yuan given by Tianhui, she is still willing to give it a few hundred more.
Yang Yi was also very happy. He could see that this young man was really aware of the goods.
"Slowly, I'll give out five hundred."
Life is composed of countless coincidences. Duan Qingyan did not expect that after changing his identity, he actually met Miss Tiewen who lost bet with her that day and later found people to chase her.
As a weapon refiner, this girl Tiewen is indeed of outstanding temperament and has a great style.
Tiewen approached and saw that there were more than three hundred spirit stones in Yang Yi's hand. He quickly changed his words: "I'll pay a thousand."
Duan Qingyan did not speak, and while calmly putting the cloth down, he looked at Yang Yi's reaction.
The young man Yang Yi was indeed of character and shook his head without hesitation: "My cloth has been sold to this young master. The young master paid twice. Yang Yi shouldn't have received it, but his father once said that the Yunxiang cloth in my family is worth tens of thousands of yuan, so Yang Yi did not take advantage of the young master."
Tiewen was anxious: "Little kid, you are considering it. I will give you 1,500 spirit stones. Don't sell this to me. I heard that your sister needs 300 spirit stones to enter the Sanxiang Sect. I will introduce you brothers and sisters to Dingyun Sect. My cousin is also in Dingyun Sect."
I was able to find out clearly, but Duan Qingyan was furious for no reason and actually talked about Dingyun Sect. Tiewen is not a member of our Dingyun Sect at all. Why do you want to join Dingyun Sect and look for me?
Even your cousin Gou Yan is just an ordinary disciple who bullies others with power, right? If you are a good Dingyun Sect, your reputation will be destroyed by these people.
He is also more elegant and elegant. It is really hard for ordinary people to believe that such a woman will talk nonsense.
Look, the boy Yang Yi was obviously very moved to hear this.
Tiewen also looked at Duan Qingyan with a provocative look. According to common sense, he should stand up and speak, why don’t he speak?
Duan Qingyan is watching Yang Yi and what choice he makes. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)