"No, no, no! How can this be done! Master Warrior, you are trying to make things difficult for the young. How can I accept your things! This meal and guest room are mine!"
The shopkeeper with slightly white temples saw the little grass emitting fluorescent light in Ye Shaohao's hand, and was so scared that he trembled all over. He knelt on the ground with a "thump" and said to Ye Shaohao with a trembling voice, which made the guests around him who were eating curious.
look.
"No, shopkeeper, get up quickly, I can't stand your gift. I will give you this moonlight grass. Just pawn it, don't shirl away!"
Ye Shaohao said toughly, with a little displeasure in his tone. A soft aura emanated from his hands, gently lifting the shopkeeper kneeling on the ground.
Hearing the displeasure in the tone of the warrior in front of him, the shopkeeper who was over 50 years old no longer insisted. He solemnly took the moonlight grass from Ye Shaohao's hand with both hands and carefully stuffed it into his arms.
His vicissitudes of eyes were so excited that they were a little wet, and he said tremblingly, "The money for this meal and guest room for Lord Warrior will be spared!"
Immediately afterwards, he said loudly in his elderly voice, "Tonight, every guest present will send his daughter to the shop to the best of his daughter!"
Ye Shaohao was shocked and thought to himself that this old shopkeeper is really good at doing business. A moonlight grass is worth thousands of crystals, and the best daughter is at most a jar of more than ten crystals.
Even if the ten guests here each have only five hundred crystals per jar, he still has half of the money to make, and more importantly, it has won people's hearts again.
"Customer, please use it slowly"
The shopkeeper stood respectfully beside Ye Shaohao, delivered the side dishes to him, and smiled, "The shop is simple and there is no good thing to take out to entertain the guests, so he can only deliver the dishes from the shop famous Mingyue Town.
I tasted it for the guest officer.”
Ye Shaohao's only displeasure in his heart was dissatisfied because of the young man's contempt, and he was even more amazed at the shopkeeper of the Taiping Inn.
He was like a tiger who had been hungry for a few days, and the wind blew the clouds. He ate five or six dishes on the dining table in two or three strokes.
Isn’t it just a moonlight grass? Ye Shaohao doesn’t care about this mere moonlight grass. After all, even in Xuantian Sect, it is a common medicinal material.
However, although Ye Shaohao doesn't take this moonlight grass seriously, there are still people who are worried about it.
In a corner that Ye Shaohao couldn't see from his perspective, a dirty man dressed in rags like a beggar held a greasy leg in one hand and bitten it. His eyes were shining as he looked at the shopkeeper's arms, although they were covered by coarse cloth, but they were still
Moonlight grass radiates fluorescent.
The next day, Ye Shaohao left the Taiping Inn where he stayed last night early in the morning. The guest room arranged for him was indeed of good quality, hundreds and thousands of times better than his residence in Xuantian Sect. At least that bed would no longer be
It was the wooden bed he used to sleep in.
At this time, he was heading to a place called the most treasures by people in Mingyue Town, Baitiao Pavilion.
This treasure pavilion contains rare treasures from the mortal world and even the Xuanwu Continent. From rare ginseng fruit to yellow-level and even magical artifacts used by warriors, it contains everything and everything.
"This Mingyue Town is not as chaotic as Tie Niu said."
Ye Shaohao glanced at the shops lined up on both sides of the street and murmured. When he looked at the bustling people passing by on the street, he felt a unique ordinary from the city.
Ye Shaohao walked and watched on the street. This was the first time he came to the secular world from the deserted mountains and ridges that were isolated from the world. He couldn't help but feel extremely curious.
The shouts of vendors and vegetables came from his ears, mixed with the sound of wheels rolling as the carriage galloped away, and his eyes were filled with colorful jewelry, colorful decorations and all kinds of people. Ye Shaohao only felt that he was deeply attracted by the things in front of him.
He extricated himself, and even the heart of Tao was shaken.
"This world is indeed the tomb of a warrior."
Ye Shaohao couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. At this time, he had already walked to a majestic and noble pavilion made of gold and diamonds. He was shocked and said, "This is what the people in Mingyue Town say.
Bao Pavilion.”
The five-story pavilion in front of Ye Shaohao is all made of gold bricks, and the round roof is very different from the surrounding buildings with green tiles and flying eaves, giving people a unique sense of nobility.
There is a plaque above the gate that looks huge, with three large characters "Baibao Pavilion" written on it.
As soon as Ye Shaohao stepped into the Baibao Pavilion with his feet, the scene in front of him became ordinary, incompatible with the noble and arrogant outside, just an ordinary pavilion paved with green wood.
The most commendable thing is that although Ye Shaohao is just a thirteen-year-old boy, the staff in the Baibao Pavilion did not neglect at all. They greeted Ye Shaohao with a bright smile, as if Ye Shaohao was a very important guest of them.
Same.
"Is there anything I can help you, this guest official? Whether it is the treasures in the mortal world or the treasures in the eyes of warriors, we have everything here."
The person who greeted Ye Shaohao seemed to be proficient in observing people. When he saw Ye Shaohao's shocked as soon as he entered the door, he knew that he was a guest who had just arrived at Baibao Pavilion.
"The things you have here don't look very good, they are all vulgar things."
"Haha, the guest's vision is indeed outstanding. It seems that you want to buy things that only the martial artists we collect here are qualified to have. Of course, we are not only vulgar things here, but also treasures that martial artists can use.
Please follow me to the third floor.”
After hearing the waiter's words, Ye Shaohao was also curious about the so-called treasures collected in the Baibao Pavilion, so he nodded and followed the waiter to the third floor of the Baibao Pavilion.
The stairs under Ye Shaohao's feet were actually the same as outside the Baibao Pavilion. They were all made of gold bricks. The integrated golden stairs were like the noble road leading to the divine realm, which made people feel a yearning for respect.