Bazaar with dusk. There are both hurried steps and cunning gazes. There are always some merchants who want to pick up bargains, and at such times, they will stare at those valuable goods and try to ask for a high price.

Grande was such a small businessman. He roamed around the bazaar with his favorite yellow hat, and the saddle on his horse's hooves was loose, but he was caught between a pair of Roin's legs.

As one of the steppe merchants, his life consisted of going back and forth between the markets. Knowing the price figures first-hand is the most important thing, and the second thing is to rely on the vision.

For example, his yellow hat and the top workmanship of bison leather only cost the price of half a sheep, which he exchanged for a kitchen knife. The two transactions didn't make much money, but they were always talked about by him. Take it as your own classic case.

Grand's favorite thing is the dusk market, and sometimes he will sleep comfortably even if he arrives early. Then wait until the evening to come out and look for the target. Those who are in a hurry to get home, or who are worried that they will not be able to sell for a good price tomorrow, are the targets of their slaughter.

It's such a small trick that can make him eat and drink in the huge grassland, at least until today, he is not ready to change his ways.

Grande took a jar of liquor from his horse's leather and placed it in his glass, then sipped it and let the teal horse walk slowly across the muddy ground.

Dirt, cups and spirits, accompanied by sunset, bazaars and ugly men, what a discordant scene.

If the spirits were known, they would have refused to drink from Grand, especially when he poured it into a glass and walked through the chaotic market, which was as strange as it could be.

However, a confident smile appeared on Gran's face. He learned this in a very high-class banquet, and seeing those dignitaries walking back and forth on the red carpet with wine glasses, he was instantly impressed by the fact that the place where he worked was currently a small grassland market. He also poured himself a glass of wine, put it in the glass he had bought a lot of money, and occasionally drank a small sip, which was full of style.

There was no wine, but after replacing it with spirits, the effect did not decrease in the slightest. Except when I just passed by the middle of the bazaar, I heard someone chuckling. All Glen received was envious glances.

"You, come here." Someone suddenly woke up in his ear.

Grun adjusted his hat and shook the wine glass in his hand gently, feeling that life was really wonderful, and he only needed to drink a little wine to have auditory hallucinations.

"You, come here." The call in my ears reappeared.

Grand's eyes narrowed, enjoying the beauty of auditory hallucinations, only a drunk person can feel this moment, to get drunk, you can get a lot of money, look at my glass bottle, a sip has the effect of a pot of wine.

Zhao Yeyu looked at his master helplessly, moving his steps, trying to get out of his shelter.

"Wait a minute." The master grabbed him and whispered, "We can't leak traces. ”

"Why? Things should be done above board. Zhao Yeyu's voice has been detached from his childhood, but his IQ and way of doing things have not changed.

Master patted him on the shoulder lovingly, and said in a low voice, "Kant followed me for a long time before, and then disappeared too quickly, I'm a little worried, wait a while." Zhao Yeyu said, gathered his qi again, and faced Ge Lang: "You." Come here.

After saying it a few times, Ge Ming also knew that something was wrong, and he hesitated as his footsteps moved, and he looked around again and again.

His tribe worships carved totems, but they are not afraid of ghosts and gods, and the sky is still cloudy and bright, so just the hand is pressed on the sword, but the person really comes.

I have been a businessman ever since. Grant has also had a lot of experience.

It wasn't until he reached the practitioner's side that the latter pulled Gran in, pressed his knife with one hand, and asked in a low voice, "I let you go after saying a few words, is there anyone here who has suddenly become strange?" ”

"I ...... Gran struggled to break free, and after feeling the great power of the practitioner, he sat down on the ground obediently, but he couldn't speak.

Zhao Yeyu looked at the glass in his hand with disdainful eyes, and said with deep hatred: "What are you, what are you, Master asked you." Poor and addicted people, let them be uplifted, so that they can not be humiliated and not deceive, you are like this,"

"Ahem" His master also understood his character, and interrupted: "Tell me, has there been anything special recently?" ”

"I ...... I'm new here too. Gran whispered.

Zhao Yeyu glared and said, "You tell the truth, no one will do anything to you." ”

He thought Grant was scared.

The Practitioner grabbed him gently. "Pay attention, you look at the soles of his shoes." ”

Grun, who sat on the ground in fright, also knew that he had met someone who could not resist, so he had no thought of resisting at all, and the sludge on the soles of his shoes was exposed, and there was black soil on it that was different from the loess of the market. He had brought it from the bazaar he had gone to two days earlier.

Zhao Yeyu pouted and went. After all, he was the dirty and plain fur jacket of the aristocratic noon steppe merchant. The "cuffs of the oily head" and the unpleasant smell of many days without bathing almost exceeded his tolerance.

Ge Lang suddenly looked at Zhao Yeyu's shoulder with a frightened look, and shrank back again and again.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yeyu looked at his neckline, where was a badge with a white background.

"Do you know an astral sorcerer?" The Practitioner asked.

The clothes that were now draped on Zhao Yeyu's body. It's his. White was supposed to be the color of the Astral Warlock's apprentice, but when it came to his status, it didn't seem to be necessary to obsessively identify his identity.

Ge Lang was ashamed of what he had just said, nodded slightly, and deliberately said in a rough voice: "I have been to Hanjing. ”

"The breached capital?"

"Yes."

, Castle Armor. Zhao Yeyu was dismissive. The scenery of Nanling is one in the southwest of Great Xia, and it is naturally quite advantageous compared with Hanjing after the war.

Gran didn't dare say anything, his head held high, but his eyelids drooped.

As if to show his bravery, Zhao Yeyu raised his head and said seriously: "Master, I'll go to the market and ask in the market." ”

The master is not a person who twists, he reached out and took out two round balls and handed them to him: "The red apricot is an explosion, and the black one is smoke, be careful with a range of 5 meters." ”

He still had some scruples about Bishop Kant. And now you can smell the smell of Bishop Kant, which is different from the smell of the steppe race, which seems to be more strange than that of ordinary people, and there is also the smell of rhinoceros horn, which is an animal that is not found in the grassland.

Even if it was Kant, he probably didn't expect that the other party would be able to come out of him with the same Survival Star Array

Many.

In fact, once when dealing with Luo Qianqiu Star Warlock, Kant also used Oh Jue to smell that he was taking cherry blossom powder, but he smelled the human race in a bazaar, which he would never be able to do

Feeling.

Moreover, the two people have different understandings of the star array, and their use is naturally different, so Kant can catch up with the experienced practitioner through his own methods. The latter can also detect Kant's existence through guò sense.

It was only because the trip was too important and the practitioner was unsure of its purpose that he did not leave categorically.

Of course, there are inevitably some bold elements of art masters.

Zhao Yeyu didn't say a word, and walked out. Both hands clutched the ball tightly, almost sweating.

If he had to choose, the angry Koshota might have preferred the path of fame in the imperial examination and thus becoming a pillar of the imperial court, even if it had come to this point. His original intentions have not changed. As for which right is bigger, broader and more beneficial. These are not the things that teenagers care about the most.

However, the rise of the Cheng family and the decline of the Zhao family in Nanling made him understand a little. Master still allowed him to read the Four Books and the Five Classics. It is also the main reason that motivates him to apprentice, if his life expectancy can be increased, maybe he will have more time to persuade the world.

Zhao Yeyu cheered himself up while thinking about it.

He was dressed in linen clothes. A clean leather jacket was worn over the outside, which was to avoid being blown by the cold wind in the air, and now it became the best disguise.

If you are not familiar with the local area, you may think that he is the son of a wealthy rancher, and the market is often active, such children are also common.

Along the way, few people cared about Zhao Yeyu. Most of the local sellers want to make another profit, and those who don't sell it in other places have to stay overnight. They also spread out their tents and waited for a rest, and the noise of the market was only a gentle echo.

"No one will know me." Zhao Yeyu said a word to himself in his heart, and Ang walked into the center of the bazaar.

In any place, the center is the most valuable. The center of the movable bazaars on the steppes was often reserved for the chiefs and their relatives, because the transactions between buyers and sellers were not taxed, and this reservation was tantamount to freeing up profits, so that the bazaars could continue to be run and had a tendency to get better and better.

Unlike several bazaar centers he's seen. There are only more than 100 square meters here, and there are five or six stalls, leaving a circular space around the center, and the buyers stand in the middle, bargaining with the sellers behind the stalls.

Zhao Yeyu frowned, feeling that there was something in the place, but he didn't know what the normal market center was like, so he only looked at the second largest stall and walked over.

Master told him that the second one is often better spoken than the first, and it is easier to communicate than the third.

"Hello, I want to inquire about some news" Zhao Yeyu put up the only childlike smile and looked at the owner of the meat stall.

The stall owner didn't raise his eyelids, but went to the case and said, "Say, which one do you want?" ”

"I wanted to ask for some news."

"Our money and meat are taken from freshly killed cows, donkeys and horses, and if you don't feel at ease, you can weigh them yourself," replied the stall owner.

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