Chapter 39: Yanzhou Trading Market

"Father, the Jiupin family has Danfang, and our family is a Jipin family!" Now Fang Yan is only fifteen years old, and he will be six years old in a few months, he has not yet walked out of Yanzhou City, and his understanding of the outside can be said to be half-understood, and he is curious when he hears the words.

"Our family is just a small family that is not in the stream, how can we talk about it as a few families, unless our family has a strong person in the realm of death." Fang Zhen's face was gloomy when he heard this. In fact, he still didn't say a word, that is, if he insisted on calculating, his Fang family could be regarded as the weakest Jiupin family, because Fang Yan's mother, Song Lingshuang, was the powerhouse of the life-taking realm, but it was a pity to leave.

The Fang family seems to be a beautiful scenery in Yanzhou City, but once it rises to the level of a big power in the county city, this Fang family is a small family that does not enter the stream, not even the inferior Jiupin family.

The Jiupin family, the clan must have a strong person in the life-snatching realm to be in charge of the Jiupin family. As for the Bapin family, it was a first-class family in the Great Song Kingdom, and there were strong people in the Yin and Yang Realm in the clan.

If you take your life nine times to the sky, you can see through yin and yang and reach the realm of yin and yang. Nine turns of yin and yang can break through life and death and reach the realm of life and death. It is rumored that there are strong men in the realm of life and death in the Great Song Kingdom.

"Oh, it turns out that my family is so weak! Not even the weakest Jiupin family. Then do we have a Jiupin family in Yanzhou City? Fang Yan sighed lightly, followed by a look of curiosity. If the Fang family is as strong as the Fang family, it is not a Jiupin family, and I am afraid that there is no Jiupin family in this Yanzhou City.

"There is no Jiupin family in Yanzhou City, but there is a Jiupin power." Fang Zhen said when he heard this.

"Could it be the City Lord's Mansion?" Fang Yan said when he heard this.

"That's right, this Yanzhou City Lord's Mansion is an official power, and it can be regarded as a Jiupin force."

"If you don't enter the flow family, when will our family be upgraded to the Jiupin family!" Fang Yan was full of emotion.

"Cultivate hard, if you and Xuan'er reach the Death Realm, our family will be able to become the Jiupin Family. I'm very optimistic about you, come on and work hard to cultivate! The family is your greatest backing. Fang Zhen said when he heard this.

Back at the residence, Fang Yan's heart has opened up a lot, cultivation, not to break through to the ninth level of the Qi cultivation period, the previous Fang Yan played the game "Immortal World" is a house, boring to pass the time, now it is different, he is not alone, he has a father, relatives, and family, he also has to break through the Violent Qi Realm, the Innate Realm, and then lead the family to become strong.

"Danfang's problem, I can't rely on my family, now I can only rely on myself." Fang Yan shook his head and put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, and then began a new day of cultivation.

Although the pill is good, Fang Yan is a dispensable role, and the pill is needed to maximize the effect of the elixir spirit grass in his hand.

"Young Master, there is news about the elixir spirit grass you told me to pay attention to." Li Fu, the steward of the Fang family, was trotting into the courtyard where Fang Yan was at this moment, and when he saw Fang Yan practicing his sword, he shouted when he was far away.

"Fauber, come in and talk about something." Fang Yan put away his sword and stood, walked to the pavilion in the courtyard, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with a towel, and said lightly.

"Young Master, there is news about the elixir and spirit grass that you ordered, and the master who came to the mansion to deliver the elixir said that a large amount of elixir and spirit grass are produced near the eagle's beak cliff east of the Hengyue Mountain Range. There is also the Danfang you have to pay attention to, I heard that there will be an auction in the Duobao Pavilion in Yanzhou City in one month, and there may be a Danfang that the young master wants at the auction. Li Fu's face was blessed, and Chong Fangyan bowed before he said.

"Eagle's Beak Cliff, that's a dangerous place, and there are often powerful monsters nearby. It is rumored that in the depths of the Hengyue Mountain Range, there are powerful demon beasts of the sixth or seventh order. ”

"Auction, at the auction, are you sure that there is a Danfang deposit?"

Fang Yan frowned, he had heard of this Hengyue Mountain Range, but he had never been there, and the family would go to the Hengyue Mountain Range to hunt demon beasts and hone the children of the family every year for hunting. Because Fang Yan was not yet sixteen years old, and his cultivation was weak at that time, he naturally never went. As for the Duobao Pavilion auction, the auctions were all some treasures, and he didn't dare to guarantee that there were such precious things as Danfang.

"Young master, this Eagle's Beak Cliff is dangerous, I heard that several major pharmacists have lost a lot of good hands in the Eagle's Beak Cliff recently, and the medicinal materials sold to my Fang family have risen by another thirty percent. Recently, the family has been considering whether to form a team of herb pickers on their own. As for the auction of Duobao Pavilion, the relationship between our family and my family is that we know that there will be a Danfang to be auctioned as the finale in this auction, but I don't know what Danfang is. Li Fu replied respectfully when he heard this.

"Got it, Fauber, go get busy!" Fang Yan said lightly when he heard this.

Now that you know that there is a Danfang auction, what you have to do now is to raise money, if you don't have money, even if you have Danfang, you can only look at it.

"Young master, you have to go out, or I will inform the Tao team and let him accompany you." When leaving the gate of the Fang family, one of the servants of the Fang family was suddenly the other party's Yan Dao.

"No, I'm just walking around the city and I'll be back in a minute." Fang Yan waved his hand lightly, and then walked out of the Fang Mansion.

Yanzhou City is very prosperous, with a lot of traffic, people coming and going, and the noise soaring into the sky.

Fang's mansion was in Yanzhou City, and Fang Yan saw a wide street at the door of his house, following the flow of people and shuttling through the crowd.

For Yanzhou City, Fang Yan is both familiar and unfamiliar, and in his memory, there are very few days when he comes to Yanzhou City to hang out.

According to the route in his memory, Fang Yan walked towards the large trading market in the city.

Yanzhou trading market, here, dragons and snakes are mixed, three religions and nine streams, some are dressed in gorgeous clothes, some are dressed in tatters, men and women, bustling.

The Yanzhou Trading Market is an industry jointly managed by the three major families in Yanzhou, and a large amount of spirit stone taxes are handed over to the City Lord's Mansion every year. Although Fang Yan rarely came here, most of the elders knew him. This reputation is a bit bad, it is a waste of cultivation, and it can be said to be a household name in Yanzhou City.

"The best Bear Demon Neidan, a ten low-grade spirit stones, or ten thousand taels of gold, on a first-come, first-served basis."

"The lower grade spirit soldier Qingfeng Sword, 200,000 taels of gold, sold cheaply."

"The best healing medicine is scattered, you can live and die human flesh and bones, as long as you have eighteen bottles of spirit stones, you don't want gold, you want speed."

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Passing through the exchange, there are many vendors setting up stalls everywhere in the center of the exchange, and all kinds of hooping are endless.

"Boss, why are you selling all the!" Seeing that there were some broken knives and broken swords placed on the stall in front of him, as well as some items such as clay pots, and the items injured by the stall were all tattered, Fang Yan asked with a curious expression.

"You know what! These are treasures, relics left over from time immemorial. The old man who set up the stall said with an expression on his face that you don't know the goods.

Fang Yan rolled his eyes when he heard this, obviously this old man was a standard human spirit, and none of the things in the stall were not tattered, as if it could not show its preciousness if it was not tattered, and then Jiu pouted disdainfully.

"Baby, I think you picked up the rags from those garbage heaps, you look at the broken crockpots, the crockpots of Aunt Liu's house next door are more beautiful than this thing, maybe they are antiquities left over from ancient times."