Boshan Town, a prosperous town under the Tibetan Xufu Mountain. This town is famous for its handmade glaze as the main characteristic industry.

There are crowds of people in the markets, and there is an endless stream of vendors.

Mo Qiuhuai spent a few coins and rented a small piece of land in a lively place in Fang City.

Looking at the flowers, birds, fish and insects made of wood in front of him, Mo Qiuhuai had an illusion that he wanted to get rich.

The sun was shining, during which several people inquired about the price and left in a hurry. Except for a rich girl clamoring to buy a small wooden mandarin duck, no one was more interested in Mo Qiuhuai's work.

"Master, are you framing me, is there a market for Yanjia in the Xingyun Continent? How can I have a feeling that I am about to collapse in the middle of the middle before I start a business?"

"Yanjia was originally a combat tool between Yanshi, so the private market was not large. And you're a beginner, that's why the old man asked you to make some gadgets, I never thought that these fools were so ignorant. ”

When Mo Qiuhuai heard this, he had a different opinion in his heart.

The flowers, birds, fish and insects in front of him are his own painstaking work, and Mo Qiuhuai is full of confidence in this. Ever since he opened the "Know-How", he has memorized people. Learning the art of Yanjia is also twice the result with half the effort, and using his own Heavenly Remnant Sword to cut wood is also very neat.

In the words of the ink master, Mo Qiuhuai was a natural Yanjia master.

It seems that there is a problem with the publicity, and you can't spend a day in the market in order to make money. Mo Qiuhuai thought that he still had to participate in next year's Zhuyin exam, and he couldn't waste his time like this.

With a flash of inspiration, Mo Qiuhuai cleaned up the stall and turned away.

"Boy, are you no longer in business?" asked the ink master.

"Yes, but you can't sit stupidly like this for a day. If you want to sell these treasures efficiently, you have to find a Bole company as our agent. ”

Master Mo's heart is reasonable.

The sun is setting, and the house finch returns to the nest.

Mo Qiuhuai dragged his tired body and slowly prepared to return to the mountain gate.

"Boy, don't be discouraged, it seems that we don't have the life to get rich. Master Mo persuaded.

In the afternoon, Mo Qiuhuai ran to five or six shops selling handicrafts, but no one was willing to buy them. Saying that they have never seen these strange things, it is hard to guarantee that the guests will like them.

Yanjia is generally only circulated among Yanshi, and it seems that this is true.

A bunch of vulgar people who don't know the goods, huh!

Mo Qiuhuai kicked the willow tree by the stream, and a cry was heard.

it, the willow tree is fine?

When I looked closely, I saw a little girl about eight years old sitting under a tree and sobbing secretly.

Looking at the demeanor, Jiaodi is really likable.

Wait, isn't this just Shuangwen, or Lorifan?

"Little sister, where are the adults in your family?"

If it weren't for Mo Qiuhuai's little Zhengtai at this time, the pervert expression on his face would definitely be extremely obscene.

The girl looked up and glanced at Mo Qiuhuai in confusion.

"Big brother, are you lost too?

Butler? or the daughter of a rich family!

Calm down, be calm. Let's think about how Lori should be cultivated first.,Dead set on yourself.。 If you can't make a name for yourself in the future, it is also a good choice to join a powerful family! From now on, you will not have to worry about eating and drinking, and you will be rich and glorious. Hahahaha......

With an idea, he took out a glaive flower. The glaive flower is based on the shape of a rose, and today it looks like a budding flower.

"The eldest brother is not lost, the eldest brother is the Yanshi of the Tibetan Void Mansion on the mountain. Come, send you a beautiful rose, don't cry, okay. ”

The girl took the flower in confusion and muttered, "This wooden flower is only one color, and it doesn't bloom, so it's not beautiful." ”

"Hey, hey. This is a glaive flower, and it needs to be used with a mantra to activate the star magnet inside, and at the same time inject a little star spirit. ”

Reciting the mantra silently, the glaive flowers bloom, the colors flow, and the bright red petals bloom, which is beautiful and moving.

"Wow, it's amazing, it's beautiful. Thank you big brother. ”

Mo Qiuhuai's face was calm, and his heart was ecstatic.

Ten years later, this girl will be deeply fond of me, and she will marry me with all her heart. At that time, I will marry Bai Fumei and walk to the pinnacle of life!

"Big brother, are you hungry? ”

Mo Qiuhuai came back to his senses and wiped the halazi on his lips.

"Miss, I've found you. Next time, you can't run around. If today's events are known to the master, the little ones will suffer. A calm voice came.

Mo Qiuhuai turned around and saw a middle-aged man. Dressed plainly, his appearance is fat, but his eyes are very calm, giving Mo Qiuhuai the feeling of a sleeping lion.

"Huh, is this Yanjia?" the middle-aged man asked in confusion.

Mo Qiuhuai nodded, without words.

"Uncle Zhong, this is a flower given to me by my eldest brother, how is it, is it beautiful? The flowers you picked for me before quickly withered, but they are made of wood and will not wither. ”

Steward Zhong glanced at the Yanjia rose twice and said, "The pear wood is the branch, the pine and cypress are the petals, the silk is the vein, and the ejiao paint is the face." Such techniques and wisdom must come from the hands of the masters!"

This is...... Master! After looking at it from a distance, you can see that there are so many famous halls, and you are definitely an expert.

Mo Qiuhuai wanted to hear Master Mo's opinion, but was surprised to find that Master Mo had cut off spiritual ties with him, which had never happened before.

The fat man in front of him is terrifying.

"What did you do?" Steward Zhong asked, his tone unfazed.

Strange, ordinary people will ask Mo Qiuhuai if he is the work of his teacher, how can he directly guess that such a shocking work is made by a nine-year-old child.

"Don't be surprised, look at your heart, and know that you can't be treated like an ordinary child. Your palms have just been bandaged in the last few days, and your fingertips have become calloused. I went to the market and heard about a nine-year-old kid promoting his armor toys to several shops. If you think about it, it can only be you. ”

What Steward Zhong said does have some truth, but this tone is a little too calm. The nine-year-old Yanjia Master was already terrifying, but when he said it, it was as calm as an ordinary thing, not worth marveling at, not worth doubting.

"Well, you're mistaken, these armors were made by my division commander, and I'm just a pawn. ”

"Oh? Steward Zhong looked indifferent and said, "I am a housekeeper of the Heavenly Pavilion Mansion in Luochen Valley, and I am in charge of the affairs of the outer gate of this small city. I really want to invest in a business in the next few days, why don't we cooperate? I'm going to buy your Yanjia Atlas at a high price, how about it?"

The structure of the armor is delicate, and if it is forcibly disassembled, it will fall apart, and it is impossible to know the manufacturing process.

These words finalized that he is the owner of the Yanjia Atlas, how can this person's thinking be different from ordinary people, even if it is not unusual for a nine-year-old child to make Yanjia, then the owner of the Atlas must not be himself.

"This map is the secret of the Hidden Void Mansion, and it is inconvenient to trade, sorry. What's more, these Yanjia toys seem to have no market, and it is useless for you to come, just a waste of money and energy. ”

Moving the name of the Tibetan Void Mansion out must be of some use.

Steward Zhong smiled and said, "Okay, good, I'm a good boy! Whether there is a market or not, I'll give it a try. I bought these armor toys, and this is two hundred taels of silver tickets, I think it's enough. ”

Mo Qiuhuai took the silver ticket and watched Steward Zhong gradually move away. The little girl took Steward Zhong's hand, turned around and smiled at Mo Qiuhuai, and shook the rose in her hand.

At this time, Mo Qiuhuai's heart was cold, and the coercion he had just endured still couldn't calm down for a long time. Climb the dream of wealth and wealth, or break it yourself. The water of the wealthy family is too deep, so I still obediently stay in the countryside and spend my life in peace.