"Hey, hey, little sister, how do you sell this Golden Jiao Sword?" a martial artist who thought he was smiling brightly rubbed his hands and asked as he reached out to get the Golden Jiao Sword.

The round Thunder Eagle immediately jumped off the little girl's shoulder, and pecked at the back of the warrior's hand with a grunt.

"I'm a baby, don't touch it. ”

The warrior hurriedly retracted his hand and continued to laugh: "This fat bird is quite fierce, but the hair is burnt, and it is ugly." ”

"Goo!"

Lei Ying was immediately furious, and he was about to pounce on him and tear this warrior apart.

The little girl with an oblique ponytail hurriedly held down Lei Ying and persuaded: "Don't be angry with Lei Qiu, we adults don't remember villains, and we don't have the same knowledge as him." ”

This Thunder Eagle is the Thunder Ball, and the little girl who is setting up the stall is naturally Xiang Ling.

Lei Qiu's injuries were not yet healed, and he was changing his moult, and his temper was very short-tempered, Xiang Ling took the initiative to ask Ying to take care of Lei Qiu, and followed him to Shengxing City.

Ye Xuan originally let her stay on the floating light flying boat, but she didn't expect her to suddenly run to the turtle fang to set up a stall, worried that she would be in trouble in this mixed place, so she had to stand aside and watch.

The martial artist was squeezed, and he was not angry, and continued to ask: "Little sister, I have taken a fancy to this Golden Jiao Sword, you can make a price." ”

Xiang Ling pursed his lips and said with a serious face: "Did I say that I wanted to sell these treasures?"

"Hey, you don't sell, what are you putting out for?" Not only the warrior, but everyone else around him became a little angry.

Xiang Ling smiled coquettishly and said, "I'm just putting it out for you to see." ”

"Hey, aren't you deliberately annoying? This is the Turtle Workshop, how can there be a stall that doesn't sell anything. The surrounding warriors looked at the treasures on the long table, and their eyes lit up.

The warriors who have been in the Turtle Workshop for a long time know that nine out of ten profiteers in the Turtle Workshop are the goods of the pit people.

Now I meet a person who really takes treasures out to set up a stall, but I can only look at it and can't buy it, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

It was noon, and the sun was shining, but it was a little too bright, and the people were anxious.

Xiang Ling took out a blue and white porcelain cicada wing umbrella, stretched it out and stood on the ground to block the hot sun, thought about it and took out a set of tea sets, and began to make tea, very leisurely.

After the tea was brewed, she picked up a cup, handed it to Ye Xuan, and said with a smile: "Childe, do you want to taste it? ”

Ye Xuan pretended not to know this girl when she saw it, and wanted to see what she wanted to do, so she followed the performance, reached out and took the teacup and took a sip, and said, "It's not bad." ”

"I'll taste it, I'll taste it. A green-shirted scribe next to him was aroused and wanted to taste the taste of frozen top blue.

Xiang Ling directly refused: "Tea is not sold either." ”

The green-shirted scribe's expression immediately fell, pointed at Ye Xuan, and said dissatisfiedly: "Then why can he drink it?"

Xiang Ling put her hands behind her back and pursed her lips to make a twisted little daughter posture.

A warrior next to him patted the green-shirted scribe on the shoulder and teased, "Don't you understand? ”

Everyone around them burst out laughing.

After laughing, the martial artist who was interested in the treasures placed on the long table couldn't help but ask: "Little girl, you don't sell this, you don't sell that, so what do you want to do? As long as it's not too outrageous, I'm not going to bargain. ”

Xiang Ling put on a serious expression of consideration, and said after a while: "I don't sell it, but if you have any good treasures, you can exchange them." ”

"What treasure do you want?" the warrior immediately asked.

"It depends on what you have, the more bizarre the better, the rarer the better, the more unseen the better. Xiang Ling said while thinking.

The martial artist thought for a moment, took out a piece of Fire Source Crystal, and said, "How about this? This is a good material for refining weapons." ”

Xiang Ling pursed his lips and said without interest: "Fire Source Crystal, the price is not low, but it is all over the street, and you can buy it with spirit stones." ”

The Fire Source Crystal is indeed a high-grade refining material, and the amount used by the refiner is also very large, so the price is not low.

However, the production of fire source crystals in Longyuan Prefecture is very high, although the price is not low, as long as there are enough spirit stones, it is not difficult to buy.

The martial artist frowned, put away the fire source crystal, rummaged through the storage bag with his divine thoughts, and after a while, he found a hard kernel and said, "This is absolutely strange, I don't even know what it is, but I can guarantee that it is a treasure." ”

Xiang Ling took the hard Bangbang fruit core and knocked it on the table, knocking Bangbangbang.

When the surrounding warriors saw it, they all laughed: "It's just a lump, you guy is like a little girl who deceives others, right?"

The owner of the kernel was so red that he raised his hand and swore, "I swear, this kernel must be a treasure." I found it in the depths of the Void Mountain, when I was wounded, chased by a demon beast, and fell into a hole. I found a spirit fruit in the cave, and I ate it, and as a result, not only did my injuries recover quickly, but my cultivation also improved a small level. I've eaten all the spirit fruits, and only this one core remains. ”

When everyone heard this story, they all smiled meaningfully.

The green-shirted scribe patted the warrior on the shoulder and said, "Brother, your story is too distracting. There are no twists and turns and ups and downs in the whole story, I just want to believe that you can't get past yourself. ”

The warriors who have been in the Kamekanbo for a long time have long heard all kinds of treasure stories.

Storytelling has become a professional skill for profiteers.

In order to sell a fake, profiteers can make up a heart-wrenching, singing and weeping story, and the "treasures" sold are either heirlooms or holy land inheritances.

That story made people cry, and if you don't buy it, you're sorry for your ancestors.

In contrast, the story told by this warrior is too simple and not distracting at all.

Xiang Ling knocked the kernel on the table again, pouted and said, "Am I easy to deceive? ”

The owner of the fruit core was so blushing by the surrounding warriors that he argued: "I really didn't lie, what I said is true." I'm a baby, I swear. ”

Xiang Ling was about to return the kernel.

Ye Xuan suddenly coughed and said, "I think this should be the core of the gentian spirit fruit, it is still a little valuable, although it is not as good as the Golden Jiao Sword, but if you have to change it, it is actually not too much of a loss." ”

When the owner of the kernel finally heard someone talking for him, he almost burst into tears, and immediately said: "Did you hear it? Look, you don't know the goods, but someone knows the goods." ”

He was actually not sure whether what Ye Xuan said was true or false, and he really wanted to exchange for the Golden Jiaojian, so he immediately asked: "Little girl, you see that this son has said that this is a treasure, why don't we exchange it." How?"

Xiang Ling shook his head and pretended to think, and squeaked for a while before saying, "Okay." Take the sword. ”

When the owner of the kernel got the reply, a light immediately appeared in his eyes, and he hurriedly picked up the Jin Jiao Sword, overjoyed, for fear that the little girl in front of him would regret it, so he hurriedly left with the Jin Jiao Sword.

When the surrounding warriors saw that someone took a lump of dirt and exchanged it for a golden sword, they immediately became excited, and they rushed forward one after another, took out the things in the storage bag that no one knew, and piled them up in front of Xiang Ling: "Little girl, look at this treasure of mine, how about exchanging blood chalcedony with you?"

"Look at this treasure of mine...... Look at this treasure of mine......"

For a time, half of the street was crowded.

(End of chapter)