What does the immortal master want to do? Isn't the immortal master going to do anything to me? Immortal master, you can't eat when you look at me like this......

Imagine this kind of scene, Hua Lingyuan finds it boring. So don't say it, don't mention it, just follow the arrangement.

So, she swayed slowly, casually looking at the stalls passing by, just thinking about a symbolic stroll, and then said goodbye and left. Wouldn't these people be able to go to dinner?

There are a lot of things on the other stalls, but after buying the box that is still a spiritual object, she can't look at these mortal things in front of her.

As she was walking around, suddenly, after passing a few small stalls, there was a stall with a particularly low back, and a neat stack of cloth in the middle attracted her attention.

She walked over and crouched down and shook her head to look around, "Can I touch your cloth?" she asked the stall owner.

This stall owner and Chen Scar-Lai belong to two completely opposite kinds of people. Dressed neatly, sitting in a regular manner, although not as special as the big shopkeeper, but very clean and elegant.

"Please. He replied, listening to the voice, he was not very old.

Hua Lingyuan thanked her, took the stack of cloth in her hand, and then unfolded a layer.

I originally thought that the fabric was very thick and thick in my hand, but I found that it was very light, and the warp and weft lines were quite finely intertwined with the naked eye.

She tugged lightly with her hand, and wow, even with her current strength, she didn't even want to tear it.

"Is there any water?" she asked the stall owner again.

The stall owner seemed to know that she would make such a request, and turned around and handed over the small bowl that had been sitting there beside him, which was filled with water.

Hua Lingyuan took the water bowl and poured some of the water into the fabric, and saw that the tension of the water could not penetrate the fabric, only forming water droplets that rolled to the ground and were sucked into the mud.

She returned the bowl and asked the stall owner, "Is there a fire?"

The stall owner chuckled softly at this point, and took out a fire fold from his bosom as usual.

Hua Lingyuan took it and blew the fire fold, and then went to burn the cloth. I saw that the cloth was safe and sound, and there was not even a trace of smoke.

Returning the fire excerpt Hua Lingyuan completely determined what this stack of cloth was, it belonged to an extremely rare cloth in the mortal world, it was called "water and fire cloth", the material was extremely rare, and the workmanship was time-consuming and laborious. After the cloth is made, it can be used in a wide range of uses, and it can be regarded as a very rare treasure.

Unfold this water and fire cloth and calculate, the area is really not small, I'm afraid there is also a ten square meters, enough to use.

She folded the cloth again, put it under her armpit, and asked the stall owner as she could, "I bought this cloth, and you can make a price." ”

The stall owner didn't speak, and stretched out a hand to compare the number with the big shopkeeper and Chen Scarlai, as if everyone in the black market was like this. Fortunately, he was a sincere person, and he did not put up the "1", but pinched it with three fingers - the asking price was seventy taels.

To be honest, this price is not cheap for mortals, one tael of silver is equivalent to a string of money, that is, a thousand wen, and a bowl of noodles on the side of the road is two wen. Compared with the food country, one tael of silver is equivalent to 3,000 yuan of purchasing power, then these 70 taels are equivalent to 210,000 yuan. Think about spending 210,000 yuan on a certain treasure to buy ten square meters of waterproof fireproof cloth, it is quite painful.

After listening to the price calculation, she also considered that the fabric was handmade and handmade, and there was not much comparison with the new materials under modern technology, so she agreed. Just glanced at the other items on the stall again. Except for this stack of cloth, it turned out to be all books.

Take a look at the title of the book, all travelogues, observations, story notes and other miscellaneous books. She thought that she probably wouldn't be able to get out in the future, so she bargained with the stall owner.

"Yes, but if it's seventy taels, you can give me all these books, how about it?"

The stall owner was slightly stunned, looking at the things that had been unsalable in his stall, and he was probably the only one who set up a stall to sell books on the black market, and nodded quickly.

"Yes, I have that piece of cloth here for money, and if you want, you can take all the other things I have on the stall. ”

Hua Lingyuan took away the book with the help of the stall owner, Qin Shuangniang and Lao Xing, took out the silver ticket from her bosom - actually the round elephant, counted seventy taels and handed it to the stall owner, and the money and goods were in two hands.

The stall owner seemed to be relieved when he got the money, changed his previous appearance of not talking much, thanked her several times in a row, and then closed the stall and left the black market.

There is nothing to shop about anymore, just like Lao Xing said, most of the things here are useless, and if she can pick up these two things in one breath like she did today, it is all good luck.

said goodbye to Lao Xing and left, and she and Qin Shuangniang returned to the ready-to-wear store. Qin Shuangniang hurriedly went back upstairs to change the last clothes.

She sat downstairs flipping through a book and waiting. After a while, Qin Shuangniang went downstairs with all her clothes, carefully placed them on the table, and refolded them for packing.

"Flower Fairy, I have ironed these clothes again, these have been washed before, you can put them on as soon as you take them back, so as not to wash them yourself. In the future, if you need to, just send someone to say hello to me, and I will serve you at the door. ”

After learning Hua Lingyuan's identity, she was not good at acting too obviously in the black market, but when she returned to the store, her attitude was obviously more respectful and more careful.

Hua Lingyuan was used to doing her own thing, so she stepped forward to help re-fold it, and then watched Qin Shuangniang wrap it one by one with oiled paper, lest she leave it outside to rub dirty things or the air was damp and moldy.

In fact, Hua Lingyuan didn't need Qin Shuangniang to be so troublesome, but seeing her busy to cover up her nervousness, she was busy.

She felt for the small box in her arms, thinking about when to give her the things, the other things had already been thrown into the round elephant. The current round elephant was not the pitiful appearance that the master had just emptied the time and space, but it was stuffed to the brim, and she could be comfortable in the thatched house where she was thrown into the field.

Qin Shuangniang finally sorted out a large pile of clothes, and put them together like a small mountain.

"There are so many clothes, how do you take them, Immortal Master. I bought a lot of books just now, or I'll find someone to help you move them, and the labor fee won't need a lot. Huh, what about the books and the cloth?"

She looked at the pile of hills worriedly, and the mortal mind was worried about the transportation problem for Hua Lingyuan, and she didn't think of the means that the monk could have.

Hua Lingyuan smiled kindly, and no longer concealed the mystery of the monk in front of Qin Shuangniang, raised her arm, and slapped her hand towards the pile of clothes, and they disappeared in place and appeared in the round elephant. In Qin Shuangniang's eyes, these clothes disappeared out of thin air, which was even more magical than doing tricks.

"You don't have to worry about these little things, has the price been calculated?" Hua Lingyuan calmed Qin Shuangniang's mood when she saw this scene for the first time, and diverted the topic.