Longqueyin left the trade fair in despair under the pointing fingers of the people around her.
After this farce, Ye Fan has lost interest in this trade fair.
Just as he was about to leave, a breath caught his attention.
He pulled Nan Yu through the crowd and came to an inconspicuous stall. The owner was slovenly dressed and covered his face with a book. He was fast asleep behind the stall and was not afraid of others snatching him.
s things.
He rummaged through the rags in the stall.
"One piece of medium-grade spiritual stone, no bargaining, no matter what you get is a treasure or garbage, it will always be the same price."
The boss said lazily.
Ye Fan frowned when he heard the boss's words.
"Boss, your price is a bit too high. What if I pick three pieces and all three are scrap?"
The boss then took the book off his face and glanced at Ye Fan.
"Then it has nothing to do with me. Your bad luck is your own business. What does it have to do with me?"
After saying this, the boss put the book back on his face.
"If you like it, buy it or not. If you don't buy it, leave immediately. Don't stand in my way."
Ye Fan didn't say anything anymore, just rummaged through the pile of rags.
After rummaging for a while, his eyes were filled with brilliance.
There is such a good magic weapon among this pile of dusty looking junk.
He picked out the three most suitable for himself and placed three spiritual stones on the boss's stall.
"That's all these three."
The boss just took off the book covering his face again. When he saw the three magic weapons in his hand, he was stunned for a moment and then waved his hand.
"After you've chosen and paid, hurry up and leave. Don't stand in my way."
The man and woman left Ye Fan with a happy face and asked him curiously.
"What did you just find in that pile of junk?"
I saw Ye Fan's mysterious smile.
"I'll keep it secret for now. I'll show it to you when I get back tonight."
When the people around saw that Ye Fan actually spent three pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones to pick out three items from the scrap metal from the boss, they couldn't help but shake their heads.
The two were shopping when they suddenly saw Zhu Jiuyin selling elixirs in front of a stall.
Zhu Jiuyin saw the two of them, said hello, and then started busy at his stall. Although there were many elixirs on the stall, no one visited it.
"Lord Zhu Jiuyin, what are you doing?"
Considering Zhu Jiuyin's status, it is impossible that none of the elixirs he refined could be sold.
Suddenly, a group of people rushed in front of the stall, vying to buy the elixirs on the stall.
"No, it's just business."
The two of them looked at the busy stall and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The appearance of these people was too sudden. The stall that was empty just now was actually very popular now.
The two of them saw Di Jiang standing not far from the crowd and walked over to say hello.
I saw that people who bought elixirs from Zhu Jiuyin's stall walked towards Dijiang as if nothing had happened and secretly gave him one or two bottles of elixirs.
The two of them looked at him in surprise. They saw Di Jiang making a silent gesture towards them, and they both understood clearly.
"Brother Di Jiang is really attentive. He was afraid that Brother Zhu Jiuyin would be unhappy, so he hired someone to buy elixirs from his stall."
After a while, the elixirs on the stall were sold out.
Di Jiang also stored all the elixirs in his storage ring.
After doing this, he walked towards the two of them.
"Jiu Ying's elixir is actually very well made, but the physiques of our Twelve Ancestral Witches are different from those of ordinary monks."
