Although the sky is not yet bright, the originally large open space in the western suburbs of Xindu is already full of stalls and crowded with people. Pens, fun, and pavilions www.biquge.info crowded with people who buy things and buy things. Some are putting their own goods on display, and some are picking what they want.

Yu Zimo and Qing Yao walked directly into the crowd. The clothes of their master and servant, at a glance, you can know that they are either rich or expensive, and their faces are also first-class, especially Yu Zimo. If it's on the streets of the capital, it will definitely attract attention. But here, no matter what your identity or appearance, you will not attract the attention of the people around you. They only care if you want to buy what they have on their hands or if you have what they want. Simple and straightforward.

Yu Zimo came to the east of the market first, on the surface, there were the least stalls in the east market, and there were not as many people as in the east and west directions. Many vendors just stood there in elaborate and dejected robes, as if they were just coming to see the excitement. In fact, they carried their goods with them and hid them in their robes. With the eyesight trained in many years of trading, I can see that the other party is the buyer. There is only one reason why they do this, and that is that most of the goods on them are not visible, and there are also things that are forbidden to be hunted and sold by law.

Anytime, people are so strange, the more forbidden they are, the more they want to get it, the more they can't see the light, the more interested they are. The more sneaky the sale, the more people rush to it.

Yu Zimo saw that there were a few familiar vendors wearing robes and standing, who were already holding their clothes with their hands on their hands, smiling and preparing to leave. It looks like they've done a good deal. I don't know what they're selling.

She caressed the white jade pendant around her waist with her fingers and walked among them, not talking to them or looking at their goods, she just walked past them and glanced at them from head to toe with her eyes. Then he said to Qing Yao very disappointed, "Nothing interesting, let's go look elsewhere." ”

The bright glow of the morning sun rises from the horizon of the western suburbs, reflecting the entire bazaar. The wind blew out of the distant woods into the bazaar, turning into the scorching heat of the human body.

Yu Zimo went west from Dongshi and stayed for a while at every stall he passed, examining every piece of goods on each stall with a critical eye. Never tire of it, no matter how big or small.

The red glow dissipated and replaced with a dazzling white light, and the sun was almost halfway up the sky.

Yu Zimo has already visited most of today's market, but he hasn't bought a single thing yet. She doesn't seem to be interested in what she's seeing at the moment. But she wasn't impatient, and she had been empty-handed before. She patiently walked to the next stall. This stall is not big, and it is said to be a stall, but in fact, it is half an old animal skin spread on the ground. There are some small objects made of animal skins and bones, chopsticks, hairpins, daggers and so on. Of course, there are also whole skins and complete bones and teeth. The stall owner is a middle-aged man dressed as a hunter.

Yu Zimo often comes to the market, has seen this person, and knows that he is not a hunter, but only occasionally goes into the mountains, collects things from the hunters in the mountains and sells them, and the things he collects are almost the same. She still looked carefully at what he had brought. When she saw a pair of chopsticks made of animal bones half-pressed under an accessory made of a fox's tail on the half-worn animal skin, her eyes lit up without others noticing.

"How do you sell chopsticks made of animal bones?" Yu Zimo picked up the accessories made of fox tails and asked seemingly nonchalantly.

"Girl, what a good eye. These chopsticks are made from the bones of a century-old white fox, and the color and craftsmanship are top-notch. The stall owner listened to Zimo's inquiry, and hurriedly bowed down to laugh. He saw Zi Mo and Qing Yao beside her in this bazaar, although he didn't know who she was, but from the way Zi Mo was dressed, he knew that her identity was either rich or expensive, and it was by no means ordinary. He modestly and honestly said a price.

After listening to the price quoted by the stall owner, Qing Yao's eyes widened. It's really no business.

Yu Zimo listened, shook the fox tail in his hand, and sneered, "Hundred-year-old white fox, do you mean you, you can really make it up, you really dare to speak, a piece of chopsticks made of bones is about to pay the price of pearl and jade." ”

The stall owner originally thought that he had met a master who was not bad for money, but after listening to Yu Zimo's words, he knew that he had met an expert, so he put away his exaggerated face and smiled embarrassedly, "The girl has good eyesight, since you can see it, just give it a little, it can be regarded as selling me a craft." ”

"Your craft—that's it, a three-year-old boy can do it. Qing Yao pouted. It is a chopstick made of two bones, and the grinding marks are still new.

Yu Zimo glanced at the stall owner, smiled briefly at the corner of his mouth, and told Qing Yao, "Give him two big copper coins." ”

"Two big copper coins, miss, you're not kidding. ”

The stall owner was also very surprised, the copper coins of Xinguo were already valuable, and they were divided into large, medium and small grades. Two large copper coins can buy everything on the stall.

"No surprise, these two copper coins are for you to make up nonsense. ”

The stall owner squinted his eyes again, who would give too much money for nothing, "Thank you, girl." You can take what I have here, whatever else you like. ”

Yu Zimo ignored him, just asked him to wrap the bone chopsticks.

"Just your broken things, all of them are scratched, and they are not worth a big copper coin. Qing Yao said sneeringly.

"What do you think of this?" the stall owner wrapped the bone chopsticks and handed them to Yu Zimo carefully and respectfully with both hands. Then he took out a white fox pelt behind him. "Look at this fox skin, although it is not the fur of a century-old white fox, but the coat color is pure, soft, no variegation, and it is first-class to make a mat and shawl. ”

Yu Zimo sneered again, and she used her hand to pick up a handful of fur in the middle of the fox skin. The fur looks complete, but it has been mended. The person who repairs the skin is very skilled, but he can't escape Zi Mo's eyes.

The stall owner gives a thumbs up. "It was accidentally shot through while hunting. But you see it, it's well patched, I don't think anyone but you can see it. It's a good skin indeed. ”

Yu Zimo took the fox fur and asked, "You beat this fox?"

"It's not. The stall owner replied, "If it were me, I wouldn't have hurt this skin." ”

"And where did you get it from? The white fox is hard to find, and it's hard to catch. ”

"It was taken from a young hunter in the mountains. He shoots arrows very well, and he can also shoot many animals that are not easy to hunt. But the strength was too great, and every time I was shot through by an animal. Shooting through animals will destroy their fur and affect the price of their fur. I've told him many times, don't push too hard, don't hurt the skin. But every time he brought it, it was still broken. The peddler looked helpless at the cow playing the harp.

"Isn't he coming to the fair?"

"He lives in a remote mountain and doesn't usually come out. Every time, they give me things and exchange them for some salt and other necessities. I had received this fox fur from him a year ago, and I thought I hadn't seen him since that time. ”

"A year ago?...... What does this person look like?" Yu Zimo looked at the fox skin in his hand, asked thoughtfully.

"I don't remember exactly what he looked like. The stall owner lowered his head and tried his best to recall, "He is probably a head taller than me, with thick eyebrows, eyes that are not big or small, the bridge of his nose is very high, and he looks very upright, and he is a handsome young man." ”

"Aren't there any other special characteristics?" the stall owner's description was too broad, and there were too many people who fit his description.

The stall owner shook his head. "No more. ”

Qing Yao felt that the princess had a strange question to ask the stall owner, and the princess seemed to be interested in this hunter she had never met. Is it because of his hunting skills? The princess and the princes are not ordinary in hunting......

Yu Zimo saw that he couldn't ask anything from the stall owner, so he said to Qing Yao: "Let's go back." ”

The stall owner touched the copper coin in his pocket, giving Yu Zimo a chance to patronize again.