"Oh?"

Song Cheng looked back at Zhu Yuan.

Patronizing the matter of thinking about the sect and eating, I forgot to introduce her to Yu Lang.

"This is the little sister of this saint, called Zhu Kite. ”

Yu Lang suddenly realized, "It turned out to be the sister of the Great Sage, no wonder it looks a little similar." ”

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Sect Master Yu, you have misunderstood, this saint and her are not brothers and sisters. ”

Hearing Song Cheng's answer, Yu Lang looked at Zhu Yuan carefully again.

The bright eyes and bright teeth are like clotted fat, like a moth eyebrows, and she simply picks up her appearance and does not fall under Xu Yanran.

Yu Lang didn't actually think that Song Cheng and Zhu Yuan were very similar, but just said so in passing and confirmed it.

Now it seems that the relationship between the two men is very unusual.

Yu Lang was also young.

Back then, when I was with the relatives in the family, I was also very restrained with each other's brothers and sisters, but now the two sons can be in charge of the sect alone.

It seems that things are far from what Elder Mu thinks.

Yu Lang sighed, feeling sorry for the sect at the same time, but also a little happy for Xu Yanran.

"Wishing fairies, please!"

Hearing Yu Lang's politeness, Zhu Yuan bowed his head slightly, and followed closely behind Song Cheng.

......

It was already past noon when I left Pingyun Sect, and the people in Qingbu City were very lively, and the cries and noises were continuous, and it was impossible to be quiet for a moment.

Zhu Kite is like a child who has never seen the world, full of curiosity to look east and west.

If Lao Tao saw such a scene, he would definitely sneer disapprovingly: "There are so many ants, enough for the old slave to eat." ”

Song Cheng asked Yu Lang at the banquet and knew that Xuanyin Gate was not in Qingbu City, but was located in Shouning City near the city, and there was still a long way to go out of the city gate.

However, he was not in a hurry, and when he saw that Zhu Yuan was full of happiness, he accompanied Zhu Yuan to walk around Qingbu City.

"Great Sage, what is this?"

Zhu Yuan pointed to an old man's stall at the intersection.

In front of the old man's stall, there were shiny rock sugar gourds.

Song Cheng didn't answer Zhu Yuan, but walked directly forward and asked, "Old man, how do you sell this sugar gourd?"

"No more, no less, only one medium-grade spirit stone per string!

Seeing that a guest came to the door, the old man put on a smiling face and stretched out a finger to Song Cheng.

What is a lower grade spirit stone?

Song Cheng suddenly remembered that he still didn't know anything about the currency of this world, and occasionally ate two meals outside, or when someone had a treat.

Could it be that I am a majestic mountain bull demon king, and I can't even afford two strings of rock sugar gourds?

Seeing Song Cheng hesitate, the old man's smile gradually froze.

Originally, I thought that these two faces were very decently dressed, probably because a family had never seen a secular young master and young lady, and deliberately raised the price to earn a little more.

But I didn't expect to be fooled, the old man's eyes were flustered and his heart was empty, and he quickly changed his words to the original price, and one finger became three fingers.

"Look at our memory, we even forgot the price of our own business, this young master is embarrassed, I was wrong just now, in fact, a string of sugar gourds is not a medium-grade spirit stone, but three low-grade spirit stones. ”

Song Cheng scratched his head.

I haven't figured out the medium-grade spirit stone yet, why is there an extra low-grade spirit stone?

Song Cheng, who had no clue, had no choice but to look at a steamed bun shop next door.

There was an endless stream of customers who came to buy steamed buns, all of whom took out a few stones from their cuffs and handed them to the guy, who handed the bun just wrapped in lotus leaves back to the guest.

It seems that this stone is a spirit stone.

This kind of stone Song Cheng really has it in his ring, and he got it from Duan Wusu and Hei Jiao's ring, and he put it in the ring with the pill last night.

It's just that the spirit stone in the ring looks a little different, and it is bigger than the spirit stone that the guest took out.

I don't know if it's a spirit stone or not.

If it weren't for the spirit stone, wouldn't it be embarrassing to be exposed by others?

Seeing that Song Cheng still didn't speak, the old man's frozen expression gradually panicked, this young master shouldn't be angry, right?

It's easy to say that if the business doesn't work, it will be bad if the stall is smashed, and it has just opened after a busy morning.

Thinking of his wife and children at home, the old man was full of remorse, and his legs were weak and he almost knelt down.

"Young master, I have an old man and a ......."

Without waiting for the old man to finish crying, Song Cheng gritted his teeth and took out six spirit stones from the ring and slapped them in front of the old man.

The old man was directly stunned by Song Cheng's shot.

What does that mean?

A full six high-grade spirit stones?

He wants all these sugar gourds?

This is the life of a person with spirit stones?

"Is it enough?" Song Cheng lowered his voice and said with some uncertainty.

"Enough, enough, enough! Six high-grade spirit stones are exactly two hundred strings of rock sugar gourds, there are not many strings here, and there are no more strings, young master, you and Miss enjoy them slowly!"

The haze dissipated, and the old man smiled and put the six high-grade spirit stones into his arms.

Although it didn't take advantage of the price, it was enough to surprise that the sugar gourds were sold out all at once, and there might be a lot left over at the end of the day.

What's more, it's only noon now, and you can make a lot of rock sugar gourds by hurrying home, and return to the stall to continue selling.

The old man walked like a fly, and disappeared around the corner in a blink of an eye.

Song Cheng stood in place and pondered for a moment before finally understanding.

The reason why these six spirit stones are different from other people's spirit stones is because they are relatively advanced.

Others are low-grade spirit stones or medium-grade ones, but these six are top-grade ones.

However, it was not without gains, at least some useful information was obtained.

A string of sugar gourds is three lower-grade spirit stones, and six high-grade spirit stones can buy two hundred strings of sugar gourds.

Rounding it up like this, one high-grade spirit stone is equal to one hundred lower-grade spirit stones.

Looking at the uncountable rock sugar gourd in front of him and the few spirit stones in the ring, Song Cheng was very heartbroken.

Who has ever eaten such an expensive rock sugar gourd?

Zhu Yuan gently pulled down the corner of Song Cheng's clothes, not very clear what Song Cheng was doing, so he said suspiciously: "Great Sage, what's wrong with you?

"It's fine. ”

Song Cheng pretended to be calm, sat in the position where the old man was sitting just now, and beckoned to Zhu Yuan.

"Zhu Kite, aren't you asking what this is, now you can eat it as you like, this is called rock sugar gourd, made of sugar and hawthorn, very sweet. ”

"Rock sugar gourd?"

Zhu Yuan walked to Song Cheng and sat down, picked up a rock sugar gourd and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

However, the rock sugar gourd smelled tasteless, and the curious Zhu Yuan opened her mouth and took a small bite, and she immediately squinted her eyes when she was soured by the hawthorn.

"This rock sugar gourd is so sour, but it's cool and silky, and it doesn't have the astringent taste of the gourd, it's delicious!"

Zhu Yuan's appearance made Song Cheng feel a little funny.

"This rock sugar gourd just looks like a gourd, not that it has the taste of a gourd. ”

As he spoke, Song Cheng also picked up a string of sugar gourds and put them in his mouth to bite down.

"How many spirit stones are sold?"

Song Cheng raised his head and squinted at the sound.

A young man about his age stood in front of the stall, followed by two black-robed people, whose faces could not be seen clearly with the naked eye.

However, in the middle of the black robe, there was a blood-red word 'blood' printed on it, which was very eye-catching.

Anyway, these sugar gourds will definitely not be able to be eaten, so it is better to sell some like this, and bring the rest back to Wuliang Mountain.

Thinking of this, Song Cheng looked like an old man and said, "No more, no less, there are only three lower grade spirit stones in a string, how many strings do you want?"

"Hehe, that's not what I'm talking about. ”

The young man sneered and was proud.

"I mean, this little lady next to you, how many spirit stones are sold?"