Yun Qingyue looked at Mo Chenyan in front of the pile, he was carrying a person's collar and threw the person back to the ground heavily.

Uncle Zhong, who had been following him, stood next to him and whispered something.

Yun Qingyue didn't need to ask anyone, the person next to her was intermittently uneven, and she had already understood the general situation of the matter.

It turned out that there was an old man in the morning market who specialized in selling some stones that had been poured from nowhere, saying that if he was lucky, he could cut out the yuan crystal from it.

There are also shops that sell this kind of stone in other places, called stone shops.

It is the seller who buys a stone without seeing what is inside, and then cuts it out, and with luck, he can cut out a yuan crystal that is several times higher than the original price of the stone.

This kind of behavior is the same as gambling, because no matter how advanced a person is, he cannot tell whether there is a hedron or not in it by the appearance of the stone. There are really people who are lucky and cut a large piece of high-grade Yuan Crystal, and they have been rich overnight. Or for personal use, so as to cultivate to a higher level. After all, to put it bluntly, in addition to talent, to a certain extent, cultivation also depends on wealth.

This kind of stone shop is like a lottery shop, and there are always people who are lucky to patronize it, and they don't have to worry about running out of business.

However, the stall in the morning market is a little different, the vendor of this stall is a sloppy old man, and the appearance of the sellers who play with stone shops is different from the well-dressed appearance. Moreover, his stall is only a few stones in size, and every day when the market is opened, he throws it on the ground at will, even if it is open, and there is not even a piece of ground to spread the cloth.

A few stones, either covered with moss, or covered with sand and stones, are either gray and inconspicuous, no matter how you look at them, they are all ordinary stones.

None of this is special, the most special thing is that the asking price of these stones is very high.

What those stone shops sell, what they sell is the possibility of people betting on high-priced spars at low prices, and if people can afford to pay high prices, they will not be done if they buy spars directly.

At first, there were one or two people who bought stones from the old man with the mentality of what to do, but when everything came out, the money was wasted.

Most of the people who come to the morning market are not wealthy, and with the experience of the past, no one is lucky anymore, and no one has ever patronized the old man's stall again.

Before Mo Dongjue took over the morning market, the old man already owed a rent to the morning market. After learning about the old man's situation, Mo Dongjue waved his hand and filled in the old man's rent, and also exempted the old man's rent.

It's a small thing, but when people want to find something, it's a reason.

The old man's stall is at the corner of the morning market, which is actually a good location, and people usually stay here for a long time, which can also be seen that Mo Dongjue is a kind person, and he did not give him an inconspicuous corner at will because the old man's rent was exempted.

Today, it was because the guys from Nafang City were transporting goods in, and when the cart was pushed in, it hit the old man's stones, and all the goods on the cart fell, and one of the boxes in the liquid medicine powder or something was broken.

The guy said that the old man's stone was too outside, and the old man said that the guy deliberately pushed the car in his direction.

In fact, it is not uncommon for people in the market to deliberately look for trouble when entering and exiting goods, but the problem is that the old man has not paid the rent, and the stall owners in the morning market usually see that no one patronizes such a sloppy old man's stall, and they do not care. But as soon as the person in charge of Fang City came out to speak, the taste was different.

The person in charge of Fang City is a person with small eyes and is very calculating at a glance.

As soon as the man came, he said, "Mo Chenyan, who are you helping with?" The old man's stone tripped over the goods, and it's normal to ask him for compensation, what kind of anger do you have on that guy? ”

Mo Chenyan said disdainfully: "What is normal, you deliberately find fault and think that I don't know, let's just talk about things, whoever deliberately knows." ”

As soon as Yun Qingyue heard this, she knew that Mo Chenyan was still a little tender, and she couldn't help but shake her head in her heart.