Walking in the crowded thrift market, Xia Chen's eyes scanned back and forth.

There are so many things and so many kinds of things here that it is difficult for him to choose for a while.

Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to a vendor, not to be more precise, on the items sold by the vendor.

This bundle is wrapped in sheepskin, and the surface of the sheepskin is yellowed due to its age.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Xia Chen picked up the sheepskin bag, felt the rich aura on it, and was overjoyed, opened it and saw that it was exactly the same as he guessed.

Ninety-nine eighty-one silver needles of different thicknesses lie quietly inside, each silver needle is mottled with aura, it can be seen that the origin is not small, if Xia Chen can not "see" its extraordinary, maybe it will always be buried as an ordinary acupuncture apple.

The vendor glanced at the silver needle bag and said without thinking, "2000!"

"So expensive?" Xia Chen smacked his tongue secretly.

To be honest, the value of this set of silver needles is definitely more than this number, and the vendor will say this price, obviously not knowing the true value of itself, and thinking that it is just an "ordinary" thing, which is undoubtedly great news for Xia Chen, who originally came to pick up the leak.

It's just that......

Even if it's only 2000, it's not something that today's Xia Chen can bear, after all, he was fired not long ago, and even his salary was deservedly deserved, and there is only a few "surplus grain" in his arms.

After thinking about it, Xia Chen pretended to have a disgusted expression: "It's too expensive! Buy this thing back, it's better to buy some practical, elders who don't understand Chinese medicine, take it back, it's also dust under the head of the bed, it's not cost-effective... Not cost-effective. ”

Xia Chen knows that there is no business and no treachery, since the trader can quote the price without hesitation, there is room for maneuver, this is like if you go to a non-specialty store to buy clothes, the actual price may only be half or half of the merchant's quotation, they are profiteers who like not to bargain.

Of course, you have to do enough drama, after Xia Chen finished speaking, he put down the silver needle bag and turned his head to tinker with other things, as for the silver needle bag, he didn't even look at it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the vendor, intentionally or unintentionally, but the latter did not notice it.

"Young man, you can't say that, you can't use a lot of things when you buy them, and if you want to buy practical ones, you won't come here, right?" The vendor said tentatively, and then picked up the silver needle bag and introduced: "This thing, I also collected it from the remote mountains at a high price, I heard that it is still the ancestral heirloom of that family, and it has been hundreds of years old, not to mention its own value, just this time, 2000 is not expensive, right?"

"According to you, I may have been picking up a stone on the side of the road for more than a hundred years, and I can also move it back home to provide for it? Xia Chen said with a smile, the merchant who said this was speechless, indeed, if it is only about the age, there should be nothing that can be compared to the stone.

Seeing that the vendor would be speechless for a while, Xia Chen continued: "You also said that the sky is falling, you said that you took it back at a high price, who knows what the high price you said is, if this thing is really as mysterious as you said, it should have been robbed a long time ago, you see, it is all dusty now, it is obvious that no one has turned it for a long time......"

The vendor seemed to be weighing it in his heart, and seeing that Xia Chen was still tinkering with other things, he didn't pay attention to the silver needle bag in his hand, and immediately showed a distressed expression: "1800! ”

Xia Chen listened and smiled faintly.

Putting down what he was holding, he got up and left, letting the vendor shout, never looking back.

To tell the truth, this move, Xia Chen is also gambling, the gambling vendor is more unstable than him, as the so-called shopping mall is like a battlefield, any slightest wavering may lead to a total loss.

In the end, Xia Chen won and sold this set of silver needles for less than 1000, when the transaction between the two sides was completed, Xia Chen was still in a trance, although he knew that even this price was not the bottom line of the boss, but he was able to find such a treasure at half the price, Xia Chen still felt that he had made a lot of money.

"I've found a treasure!" Xia Chen put the silver needle bag with him, and his heart was full of joy.

As the inheritor of the Poison Saint, he combines medical skills and invincible power, and if he doesn't even have a tool that can be used, it's not a big joke.

"If I were to heal Lu Xinyao now, it would only take less than half the time I had at the beginning, and it wouldn't be so embarrassing. Xia Chen muttered, since that time to treat Lu Xinyao's narcolepsy, in the next few days, he finally figured out why his body suddenly exerted strength.

At the beginning, because there was no relationship between silver needles, the use of more cumbersome acupoints, which are not as easy as they seem on the surface, but in fact they are dangerous, each shot must be supported by a deep aura, if the aura is insufficient or the medical skills are not high, not only the patient's life is in danger, even the rescuer has the possibility of backlash.

But fortunately, at that time, he had just fused the ability of the "unlucky egg", although he had not yet practiced the exercises to cultivate the aura, but there was still some undissipated aura in his body, and because of this, he successfully treated Lu Xinyao that time, but the result was that the aura was exhausted and the body and mind were tired.

Thinking of Lu Xinyao, who was plagued by narcolepsy, Xia Chen really missed this girl who came out of the mud and was not stained, and I don't know if there is any possibility of meeting again after this "chance encounter".

Xia Chen felt that from Lu Xinyao, he seemed to see someone's shadow, which was so quiet and cute.....

Shaking his head and shaking off the figure in his head, he focused his gaze on the major vendors again.

There was not much money left in his pocket, and if he wanted to buy an elixir with a vintage, he might not be able to afford it now, so he simply retreated, bought some ordinary herbs, and went back to refine a few gadgets.

The gadgets around the poison saint are naturally inseparable from poison, after all, this is the foundation of this identity.

Of course, Xia Chen has also thought about it, even if it is refining poison, it is also refining some disgusting gadgets, as for smelling it will make people return to the West, he feels that it is too hurtful to the heavens and the peace, it is not a deep hatred that cannot be resolved, it is better to use it less.

bought more than a dozen ordinary medicinal herbs in a row, which directly made his pockets empty, leaving only a few steel hammers ringing in his pockets.

"I bet! Of all the cultivators, I am the poorest, and there is not a single one ......."

Xia Chen complained bitterly in his heart, and he didn't know when this kind of day of worrying about money would be the end.