After dressing up, Mu Yao came into this bustling city. He now looked like an ordinary citizen.
Of course, with his spiritual knowledge and the advice of the two masters, he also knew that there were many monks here, but everyone unanimously adopted the same approach as Mu Yao, hiding their cultivation and changing their clothes.
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Let yourself be like an ordinary person. Among them, there are some powerful people in the Golden Core realm who are higher than Mu Yao. It is hard to say whether there are any higher ones. They may also have better concealment techniques here. Even the two masters
Even if they can hide it, it’s not surprising that these two are not in their prime.
But at this time, they all looked like ordinary people. Mu Yao couldn't help but be a little curious. Is there any rules here?
Of course not. Everyone's thoughts are the same as Mu Yao's. They don't want to cause unnecessary trouble. Maybe they are doing as the Romans do. Maybe this is related to what Venerable Chiyang said about the experience of the world. What is tempered is the mind, not the cultivation.
Mu Yao can't control so much. Isn't it great that everyone is in peace?
This is the capital city, and the security is obviously much better than that of Demon Rejection City. There are also strict laws, not only for ordinary people, but also for monks. The most important one is that you are not allowed to use your skills on ordinary people.
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Having these guarantees also gives ordinary people a lot of peace of mind.
Thinking about Mu Yao, he was not idle, just like a young man shopping, looking here and there, slowly looking for the treasure, but Mu Yao was also surprised that there were so many people with advanced cultivation here.
Did you find any treasures?
In fact, some people know it, but they don’t know which one it is. They can’t buy everything. Besides, they can only detect a faint aura. Even if they buy them all, they don’t know which one is the treasure?
He is not as sure as Mu Yao.
So I can only observe secretly. Aura like this can be emitted by yellow-level treasures that are a little old, and there are quite a few shabby and old yellow-level treasures here. They are all kinds of antiques and utensils. For monks,
Said it was garbage.
But for ordinary people, as long as it can exude a little spiritual energy, it is still a treasure. Besides, doesn’t it have some craftsmanship value and historical value? This is originally an antique market. So this still requires a test of vision.
Mu Yao didn't have much confidence in his eyesight, but with two masters around and Yao'er offering advice, Mu Yao wasn't worried. He just stopped in front of each of these stalls to take a look.
Look at this, look at that, almost everyone who comes to buy things behaves like this.
You have to choose carefully. After all, not everything here is real. Everyone knows that antiques are well known. For ordinary people, maybe if you buy the right thing, you will become rich overnight. If you buy the wrong thing, you will become rich overnight.
A bankrupt.
Everyone is accustomed to the behavior of Mu Yao and these people. In the final analysis, it is a matter of fighting or suffering. Mu Yao also faced these things, some shook his head and others nodded, pretending to be profound.
But when those sellers saw that he was about eighteen, nineteen, or twenty years old, they knew that he must be a newbie. They couldn't help but smile secretly. It depends on who is lucky enough to have a chance to kill this young man.
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As for the things in their hands, everyone knew it very well and tacitly understood it. It could be said that no matter what Mu Yao bought in the end, they would definitely make a profit.
But they don't know that the rags in their eyes may be bottles and cans picked up in the fields, or they may be broken weapons and magic weapons dropped by the monks during the fight, but they are just because they are broken and have been around for a long time.
, it became like this because of the loss of spirituality.
But they may never know this. Maybe this is one of the reasons why those monks are willing to hide their identities and pretend to be ordinary people here, using secular gold coins in exchange for yellow-level or better broken treasures, at least some of them are broken.
The forging materials may still be useful. No one knows.
Mu Yao just looked at them one by one, and finally found the treasure. In front of him, he saw that the owner of this stall was a middle-aged uncle, about forty years old, not tall, and his appearance was really rude.
He looks a bit ugly, with slightly thick lips and two big front teeth. His skin is dark, and it doesn't look like he is originally dark. It seems like it is caused by exposure to the sun and rain and the vicissitudes of life.
This is similar to other stall owners. They have been doing business here for a long time and naturally have to endure this.
Mu Yao looked at the dozens of things on the entire stall, and there were one or two things that were acceptable. Of course, Mu Yao didn't know it himself. He saw that Mu Yao stayed at the stall for a longer time this time.
The stall owner was also very happy. It seemed that he was lucky this time. He didn't know the items on his stall yet, so no matter which item or price, he didn't suffer any loss.
He even looked at the other stall owners triumphantly, as if saying that I am lucky this time, let’s see how I can kill this guy.
Mu Yao did not pay attention to the expressions of the stall owners, but observed and touched all the items on the stall one by one, spending a long time on each one.
With a surprised expression, they seemed to be saying, "This is good, um, this is good, this is okay." Of course, when they touched a simple incense burner with three legs and two ears, the two masters couldn't sit still. They were clear.
It means this is what it means.
But Mu Yao was confused because he couldn't see anything, just like seeing an ordinary incense burner at home.
He could only look at it for a while, then deliberately put it down and looked at something else. After he had played with all the ancient objects that he could almost touch with his hands, he raised his head to talk to the stall owner.
"This shopkeeper, how do you sell these calligraphy and paintings?" Mu Yao said, pointing to the landscape painting with mountains and rivers.
"Young Master, you know what you are good at. This was made by a master. Although the age cannot be determined, look at the lines, the layout, the ink, and the colors. They are all top-notch choices. The price is 10,000 gold coins. Absolutely
Excellent value for money.”
The stall owner said that after he praised him for a while, he mentioned the price of ten thousand gold coins. Not to mention Mu Yao, even the nearby stall owners who heard the price felt that this guy was really brave enough.
It's 10,000 yuan, why don't you go and grab it. But everyone didn't show it, they were all waiting for Mu Yao's reaction. This is also their unwritten rule. Blocking someone's way of making money is like killing their parents. Who makes people lucky?
Woolen cloth?
"What? Shopkeeper, you're trying to trick me because I'm young, you're paying me 10,000 gold coins for this. I think 10,000 silver coins are too expensive. Just take 10,000 silver coins and I'll treat it like buying a painting to hang on the wall.
If it doesn't work, we'll pull it down."
Mu Yao pretended to be surprised and bargained with the stall owner. This was something that the stall owner didn't expect. When doing business, you need to bargain. Especially in this industry, it is normal for you to bargain.
"Sir, you are a bit cruel in returning the favor. Ten thousand gold coins have directly turned into one hundred gold coins. This is a masterpiece. Please add some more..."
The stall owner was still trying his best to sell his paintings, but he was overjoyed. Not to mention the 100 gold coins, but the 100 silver coins for this painting, the painters in the village would also paint a few pictures.
This time it was about to be distributed, and he also changed the silver coins into gold coins during a temporary price negotiation. He just wanted to see the young man's eyesight. Sure enough, he was fooled this time.
The stall owners on the side all looked envious and jealous. One hundred gold coins, just that broken painting.
Mu Yao could naturally notice the subtle changes in the faces of the people around him, but now he was thinking about how to naturally take away the incense burner.
"It's only one hundred gold coins. You don't need to say anything anymore. I'm going to take a look at your other things. If I see them, I'll buy them again." Mu Yao also pretended to be counter-offering.
"Hey, well then, since this young master likes it, let's take it at a loss and give it to the young master. I'll cover it for him right now and you can see if you have any other needs." The stall owner looked reluctant to give up.
Take the painting and wrap it up.
Mu Yao pointed to a wooden box on the stall and said: "Just take this box. Judging from the shape and size, the space can fit in it. The store should not charge you for this."
"That's not possible, young master. This is made of high-quality wood, and its value is not much worse than this painting." The stall owner said hurriedly, with a look of reluctance on his face, but he was happy in his heart.
"What kind of good wood can a box have? Ten gold coins, that's a lot, right?" Mu Yao said nonchalantly.
"Since the young master is interested in this box, the twenty gold coins cannot be less. You see, my small business is not easy." The stall owner said.
"Since the store is so cheerful and I'm not a pretentious person, let's just pay twenty gold coins and I'll look at the others and settle the bill together." Mu Yao said.
Then Mu Yao pointed to a broken sword, an incense burner, and a jade pendant on the stall. He bargained with the boss for a long time each. In the end, he got these five items for a total of 200 gold coins. Everyone around him was sighing.
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Of course, it was after Mu Yao paid the gold coins that they started to have different expressions. Some were envious of the stall owner, while others secretly cursed Mu Yao as a fool who had nowhere to spend the money, but no one pointed out that Mu Yao
Being cheated on.
This is a market that is willing to fight and suffer.
Mu Yao was still silly and happy on the surface at this time, as if he had found a treasure by himself. In this way, everyone was laughing happily, but everyone had different reasons for laughing.
"Hahahaha, these mortals are really interesting. Disciple, your acting ability is extraordinary. You got this treasure easily." Venerable Chiyang said.
"Master, how does this look like a treasure? It's just a slightly older incense burner. Anyway, I can't tell at all."
Mu Yao then curiously asked what happened. Of course, Mu Yao was already far away from the trouble at this time. He stopped alone in an open space and played with the few things in his hand, but he did not receive the space ring, because in that case
He revealed his identity as a monk and put away his things only after making sure that he was not being watched.