"Hey, boss, how do you sell this thing?" Zhang Yuan picked up a fist-sized brown jade cong from the ground and asked.

"Three thousand yuan, no bargaining!" The stall owner didn't raise his head, and said lightly.

"I have a total of thousands of dollars in cash, but I have to spend it on the most suitable things!" Although he was a little reluctant, Zhang Yuan still put Yu Cong down and continued to watch.

"Isn't this the blue-glazed porcelain from the Longquan kiln?" Seeing the Longquan kiln green glaze plastic paste four fish pattern washing on the stall, although Zhang Yuan didn't know what kind of porcelain it was, but judging from his divine sense, it was a real guy. Therefore, Zhang Yuan decided to take a quick tour of the ghost market, and if there was no better than this, he would buy this.

"Huh?" When Zhang Yuan swept over a stall with his divine sense, he unexpectedly found spiritual power fluctuations.

"What is this?" After discovering the abnormality, Zhang Yuan carefully observed it with his divine sense, and finally found something with spiritual power fluctuations.

"Boss, how do you sell this bronze sword?" Zhang Yuan picked up a bronze sword that was only a foot long, but it was very rusty, and asked.

"Five thousand!" The stall owner said lukewarmly.

"A thousand!" Because it is a ghost market, Zhang Yuan is embarrassed to pay the price too low.

The stall owner didn't look at Zhang Yuan and was silent.

"Your uncle!" Zhang Yuan couldn't help but scold, if he hadn't wanted to study the bronze sword well, with the attitude of the stall owner, Zhang Yuan would have left a long time ago.

"Three thousand!" Zhang Yuan said again.

The stall owner was still silent, but instead of ignoring Zhang Yuan, he pointed his finger down.

Only then did Zhang Yuan find out that the stall owner had written three mosquito-sized words in pencil on the stall: "Don't bargain!" ”

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan's face was black.

"A penny can really be a hero!" Zhang Yuan couldn't help but shake his head and took out the jade wrench in his arms.

"This wrench is worth millions, enough to exchange for your entire stall, are you willing to exchange it?" Zhang Yuan handed the wrench to the stall owner.

In Zhang Yuan's opinion, except for jade with aura, other jade is just banknotes, therefore, Zhang Yuan is not afraid of losses, he is afraid that he will miss today, and he will never encounter this bronze sword again.

The stall owner took the wrench, looked at it for a long time, and nodded: "Yes, but I can only change this bronze sword!" ”

Hearing the stall owner's words, Zhang Yuan was speechless for a while, secretly scolding this person for being greedy, but Zhang Yuan didn't care.

"By the way, there is also blue-glazed porcelain from Longquan kiln!" Zhang Yuan took the things and walked back again.

"How much does this cost?" Zhang Yuan picked up the Longquan kiln green glaze plastic paste four-fish pattern wash and asked.

"Five thousand!"

"Three thousand!"

Because of the experience just now, Zhang Yuan's counteroffer was so high.

"Deal!" The stall owner said happily.

"Good!" Zhang Yuan knew that the price was still high, but he didn't care, he paid the money with one hand, held the goods with the other, and left directly.

During the walk, Zhang Yuan found that there were several people following him, but he was in a good mood today, Zhang Yuan didn't plan to meet these people in general, so he quickly got rid of the stalkers and left Panjiayuan.

After leaving Panjiayuan, Zhang Yuan found a hotel and lived in.

"In order to facilitate cultivation, you must have a house of your own! Moreover, it is better to buy a large quadrangle. Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan decided to make some money first and buy a set of courtyard houses.

"Study this bronze sword first!" After Zhang Yuan put the other things away, he took out the bronze sword and carefully examined it with his divine sense.

"Something seems to be hiding its spiritual power!" Zhang Yuan could only feel the fluctuation of spiritual power from the bronze sword, and speculated.

"Fireball, up!" Zhang Yuan condensed his spiritual power, sent out a fireball technique, and constantly burned the bronze sword.

"Click, click!" The epidermis of the bronze sword kept peeling off, revealing what was inside.

"What is this?" After removing the skin of the bronze sword, Zhang Yuan saw a pale cyan short sword.

The blade of the short sword is about 25 centimeters long, and at its widest point, it is about 3 centimeters wide, and it is tattooed with mysterious patterns. The hilt of the sword is very short, only three centimeters long. The whole short sword feels smooth and sharp.

"Medium-grade magic weapon!" After Zhang Yuan carefully observed it with his divine sense, he determined the level of the short sword, and he was immediately ecstatic.

When cultivating in the True Realm, Zhang Yuan, who had cultivated to the innate realm, still used medium-grade magic weapons. The reason was that with Zhang Yuan's financial resources at that time, it was not enough to buy high-grade magic weapons.

……

During this time, a major event also happened in the veil woman's house.

After the veiled woman's father took the pill she brought back, he didn't break through, but was poisoned and is now dying.

"Miss, how can this be?" An old servant asked.

"I don't know, what to do, what to do?" The veiled woman had red eyes, her hands clutching her hair, and she looked weakly at the man lying on the bed.

"Could it be that the Mu family deliberately sold poison to us?"

"What kind of family is the Mu family? Do we need it? This is obviously someone who dropped the Divine Pill without your knowledge, and these people took the real Divine Pill and deliberately left a poison pill similar to the Divine Pill. An old man with a white beard walked in.

"Grandpa!" Seeing the people who came in, the veiled woman suddenly jumped up, hugged the old man, and cried incessantly.

"Child, tell me, what happened on the way you escorted the Shendan?"

"Nothing happened!" The veiled woman thought for a moment and said.

"Isn't there a collision at all?" The old man reminded.

"There was a man who said that my stuff was stolen, but that man was too obscene and just wanted to take the opportunity to talk!" The veiled woman said disdainfully.

"Tell me word for word!" The old man said with a serious face.

Immediately, the veiled woman recounted in detail what had happened.

"That person is a master, you misunderstood others!" The old man sighed.

"How is that possible?" Veil suddenly said loudly, "I remember, his name is Zhang Yuan, and he is the top student in this year's Yunnan Provincial Science College Entrance Examination!" ”

"Find Zhang Yuan's whereabouts immediately, notify me as soon as you find it, don't act rashly!" The old man commanded.

"Yes!"

"Grandpa, he just found out that the thief stole our things, and the Shendan is not in his hands, what's the use of finding him?" The Veiled Woman asked dissatisfiedly.

"If you had a better attitude, he would have told you the truth!" The old man sighed.

"That guy just wanted to talk to me!" The veiled woman whispered more and more.

Seeing the woman in the veil so self-righteous, the old man couldn't help but shake his head, and only said after a while: "I checked it myself, and the person who dropped the bag didn't get the divine pill." If the old man expected it to be good, the divine pill is in Zhang Yuan's hands! ”

"How is that possible?" The veiled woman was clearly unconvinced.