Chapter 10 Otherwise
"This is ......"
Suddenly, the boiling voices increased, and Chu Feng suddenly woke up.
Zhang Ru smiled lightly and looked around, "It's so lively here?"
"This is the only Fang market in Jinyang City, and most of the martial artists who go to Heilongling to find opportunities will supply here, so it is naturally lively!" Chu Feng led Zhang Ru to hand over some silver money at the entrance, exchanged it for a pass token, and walked towards the depths of the Fang City while explaining.
Zhang Ru didn't seem to travel much, and said with wide eyes, "What Fang City?"
"You mean this, with the increase of foreign warriors, the management of the city is becoming more and more chaotic, so the three major families in the city simply sum up, set aside a piece of land in the city, and set all the transactions related to the martial artists in one place, and separate them from ordinary shops, so as not to affect the lives of ordinary people, this place is Fang City!" Chu Feng explained according to the memory of the previous lord, in a place like the imperial capital, it doesn't matter if things are open and sold, anyway, there are so many forces in the city that no one dares to mess around, but in a small place like Jinyang City, those warriors are lawless, how can they keep to themselves, even if the three major families spare no effort, they can't manage it in the face of a huge city.
Therefore, in order to ensure the safety of the ordinary people in the city, the place where the warriors trade and rest is restricted here, of course, this can also ensure that the three major families have more oil and water, which is also the fundamental reason why the Fang City has been maintained to this day.
However, the three major families will also collect the passage money, or do a business near the water, but it is impossible to take a commission like the online mall in Chu Feng's memory, and if you want to do this kind of thing, you must first ask the martial artists who are happy to agree to it, maybe as soon as the rules are established, people will go to the city to trade.
Moreover, the Treasure Pavilion inside has a deep background, who dares to touch this mold?
"Oh, no wonder I didn't see a single trading martial artist outside just now, and I wondered how there were so few martial artists in Jinyang City?" Zhang Ru nodded and said, but looking at her left and right, looking at the lively expression, she obviously didn't care about the Fang City system itself.
Chu Feng smiled lightly and said, "But it's not without benefits, many martial artists have gathered here, and this Fang City has become a place of Taobao!"
"Those wandering warriors who are running around are not high in cultivation, how can they have any treasures?" Zhang Ru is in a big family, and he is a disciple of the Danxia Sect, even if he doesn't like to be competitive, he is still habitually sensitive to strength, and he doesn't think that there will be any treasures on the weak.
What's more, he is still a wandering warrior who is poor and sour, and calls himself an adventurer.
Chu Feng smiled and said nothing, and suddenly looked up, only to see a huge stone tablet appear, on which the dragon flying and the phoenix danced with the simple word Yi Bao, and there were dense small characters below, and at a glance, the square within the wall next to the stone tablet was obviously a flea market.
As for the dense small print on it, it is the rules of the flea market.
"I didn't expect to come to Yibao Square in the land of Taobao, let me tell you how to Taobao, right?" Chu Feng smiled and strode over.
Zhang Ru shook his head, not believing it at all, but the square was full of people and lively, and he was curious, so he still followed.
"Demon Pill, the best first-order Demon Pill! It can be inlaid with weapons and can be cultivated!"
"Mysterious ancient sword, come and take a look if you know the goods, this is the ancient soldier I picked up by chance in the depths of the Black Dragon Ridge, maybe it's still an ancient divine soldier!"
"Poof!"
The shouting in the square was endless, and Zhang Ruhu laughed.
Chu Feng naturally understands what's going on, for example, selling demon pills, this kind of thing can be inlaid with weapons, but you have to have that kind of craftsmanship, otherwise if you go to a refiner, you can buy a bunch of first-order demon pills just for the cost of inlay.
As for cultivating, after a lot of hard work to refine distracting thoughts, there is still a single hair of spiritual power left, it is better to sell the money to buy a ready-made potion in a shop, which is much cheaper than the demon pill, and it is also more to digest and absorb spiritual power.
As for the mysterious ancient sword, brother, please be a little more serious, at least make it a little more quaint, why do you make it so gorgeous and new, it can't be fake, and it's just an ignorant little white.
Chu Feng shook his head and smiled, no matter how enthusiastic the vendors were, he turned around and said, "Let's go inside, this is just the periphery, although it is the most lively, but most of them are fakes, and occasionally the real goods taken out by rookies have already been purchased by the profiteers who are squatting here, and it is impossible to find anything!"
"Don't you care about the market?" Zhang Ru looked around, and the dense fakes didn't know how many people would be pitted, and his face frowned.
Chu Feng shook his head and smiled, "Of course, yes, isn't that?"
"Those shops?" Zhang Ru looked into the square, and suddenly a bunch of shops like ordinary shops appeared in his vision, and on the road in front of the shops, there were also scattered stalls that avoided the road.
Chu Feng smiled lightly and said, "This square is a place where there is no way to fill the shops and vacate it, the market is naturally willing to use it in a cheap way, and it is natural to turn a blind eye and close an eye to these selling fakes, as for the victims, they are all monopolistic operations anyway, Jinyang City is just this one place, can you still come?"
"Poof, it's not like it's your property!" Zhang Ru teased.
Chu Feng shook his head and said, "Public affairs, private affairs, although the market was founded by the three major families, it is operated independently!"
"Is there such a way? Isn't that a big loss?" Zhang Ru wondered.
Chu Feng waved his hand and said, "The three major families are full of contradictions, it is best to manage them in this way, not to mention that Fang City is not without our people in power, although the name is not right, but the interests are no problem!"
The two talked and laughed, and unconsciously came to the other end of the square.
This is also what Chu Feng said, there are many shops, the streets are criss-crossed, and the streets are criss-crossed, although there are not many, they are prevented from expanding by the wall, but they can be regarded as a mini commercial street.
Zhang Ru looked at these shops, and the soul power of the spiritual realm vaguely felt some spiritual power fluctuations, as well as the breath of many herbs, and the quality of several of them was not bad in her eyes, so she immediately stepped up to buy them.
"Wait, there is nothing in these shops!" Zhang Ru was completely defenseless, and Chu Feng naturally saw her purpose at a glance and hurriedly stopped it.
Zhang Ru wondered in her heart, "Could it be that this is also selling fakes?"
"No, but they don't sell things!" Chu Feng shook his head and said.
Zhang Ru was even more puzzled in his heart, "If you don't sell things, why do you open a shop?"
"It's a long story, originally there were also things sold here, but with the influx of individual customers, here are either selling things, or picking up cheap ones, the shops can't sell things, they simply don't sell, they move out of the Yi Market, and the shops left behind are all buyers, because of their fair prices, more and more sellers are pouring in, and they have become what they are now!" Chu Feng explained lightly, this is not something in the memory of the previous master, but he reasoned it out based on those fragmentary memories.