Chapter Ninety-Three: A Small Town
Although the old bald bird looked old, his eyes were still very sharp, and he looked at Bai Ze's facial features from afar, picked up a few fallen hairs from the side of the recliner, and matched the materials on the table.
When Bai Ze got closer, the old bald bird shouted in a sharp voice: "Young man, the mask is fifty taels of silver, and the general eyes can't see through your appearance, so it's definitely not a loss!"
Bai Ze has seen a lot of modern selling, although he doesn't know the specific value of the mask, but it is estimated that it is definitely not worth fifty taels of silver.
But after all, this cave is controlled by the monsters, thinking that the wolf demon specifically mentioned this bald bird demon, Bai Ze did not bargain, and simply took out fifty pieces of silver and took the mask.
Taking advantage of the fact that the old bald bird was in the right mood to take the silver, Bai Ze saw the stitches and asked:
"Old-timer, it's the first time Xiaodao has come here, I don't know anything, I don't know if there is anything special to pay attention to, you can mention Xiaodao. ”
The old bald bird took a bite of silver, confirmed that the real money and silver were sufficient, looked at Bai Ze's eyes a lot kinder, and said casually:
"Just don't trust humans, they're not a good thing, and if you're going to trade, it's best to trade with the demons. ”
Bai Ze frowned, is it worth believing in monsters? He just wanted to continue to ask a few more questions, but the old bald bird turned around with the silver in his arms, nestled in the big chaise longue, and looked like a send-off, and didn't want to talk more at all.
Bai Ze put on a mask, didn't bother too much, and walked around the small city.
Because there is abundant spiritual energy in the cave, most of the cities are residential houses, except for the center of the city, where the local master monsters occupy the largest and best area, most of the rest are divided according to the intensity of the spiritual energy and rented to foreign monks to live.
Of course, the monsters here are not idle, except for those who are plowing the fields outside, and most of the shops on the street are run by monsters. Most human monks tend to set up a stall on the street and sell it on the spot.
Unlike the untransformed monsters that are often seen outside the city, the inside of the city are all half-transformed monsters, walking around the street in twos and threes to shop.
However, these monsters apparently prefer to wander around the East City District, where there are many monks who sell humans. Most of the humans sold are men and women in the prime of life, and the price is the cheapest, you can buy a pair for only ten taels of silver.
Comparatively speaking, a young boy and a girl under the age of ten are much more expensive, and it takes more than twenty taels of silver to buy a pair.
However, the most expensive is the baby, don't look at the baby meat, but it melts in the mouth and tastes very delicious. These monsters often grit their teeth, buy a pair for fifty taels, and eat them in a few bites at home to satisfy their cravings.
What is both cruel and ironic is that people have shops that slaughter cattle and sheep, buy legs for those who love to eat legs, and buy offal for those who love to eat offal. These monsters also have similar shops, and there is a human meat shop in front of Bai Ze where there is a long line of monsters.
The cat demon standing at the front asked for ten pairs of hearts and livers, and the monk inside immediately used his spiritual power, and took out ten men and women from a refugee picture with a flattering face, and the two big men who were waiting next to the monk took out horn knives and gouged their stomachs one by one, and people cried and howled, and blood splashed all over the shop.
But how can there be a reason to stop killing pigs when they hear the howl of pigs.
The cat demon pointed and pointed, and his face was full of calculations, like a housewife selling meat on the street. She was so picky that there was a person who looked sickly, howled not loud enough, was not a good person, and his heart and liver must not be delicious.
The monks inside repeatedly explained that they were all good people who caught fresh and healthy. The cat demon continued to break her thoughts with a sharp face, but although she said that when the two strings of bloody and beating hearts and livers arrived, the cat demon still chewed a snack, casually biting a heart, chewing blood and splashing, and her face showed a look of enjoyment.
There are delicate monsters who love to eat hearts and livers, and naturally there are rude monsters who like to gnaw on meat, and soon there will be a tall boar demon, packed and took away ten corpses, and went back to feed the piglets.
An old sheep demon shouted, let him leave a few old men, he went back to make soup, stewed over a long fire, not afraid of old meat.
Of course, the East End is not all human flesh, and some "half-monsters" who are not successful in their wits have also been put on the chopping block, but it is often human monks who buy these.
Because for monsters, humans with souls and intelligence, both in taste and effect, are far superior to those "half-monsters".
Bai Ze didn't have much silver on him, although he took a fancy to a few tiger bones that looked very good, but he still couldn't bear the temptation and walked along the road to the XC area.
If Dongcheng District is a meat market for monks, then XC District is a vegetable market.
Most of the spiritual plants sold here are from outside the city, as well as wild Lingzhi fairy fruits. Bai Ze walked around, and suddenly found that there was still a wine shop selling spirit wine here, and the wine insects smelled the aroma of wine, and kept writhing in his arms, and whispered ribs.
Bai Ze was afraid that the wine insects would make a noise, so he quickly left here. Compared with the previous two urban districts, Nancheng District is much more prosperous, and it is also the most populous place in this small city.
There are all kinds of shops and stalls here, alchemy and medicine, secret methods, weapons and magic weapons, and even two roadside stalls selling snacks.
One sells rock sugar gourds and sugar people, but the wooden sticks are supposed to be some kind of rare spirit fruit, and the price is extremely expensive.
Another food stall was a barbecue stall, and Bai Ze wanted to go up and buy a skewer to try it. But seeing people's hearts and lungs roasted on a stove, Bai Ze immediately lost his appetite and strolled around these shops.
Unlike the human beings in the normal world who are ingenious and refine magic weapon pills, the monsters here are not only far more powerful than humans, but even the alchemy refining tools are stronger than human beings.
Bai Ze had a general idea of the price of things, and he had a rough estimate of what he could sell. So he also found a vacant seat on the side of the street, and put up the golden armor secret method, jade, horse map, a few bottles of elixir, and six small flags, all of which were produced in this world.
Other things are ordinary, but the Golden Armor Secret Method is very eye-catching. After a while, a man with an unknown talisman on his mask stopped in front of the stall and reached out to reach for the Golden Armor Secret Method.
The sound of the sword unsheathed came with a "bang", and a piercing cold light shook the man's eyes, and his palm immediately stopped in mid-air, and the edge of the sword pierced through the air, making his wrist chill.
"Don't you know the rules?" Bai Ze changed his tone and said coldly.
The sword was sheathed, the man retracted his right hand, rubbed his wrist, and looked Bai Ze up and down again, the face in front of him didn't even recognize him. The man thought back, convinced that he had never seen the symbol on Bai Ze's face in the mountain market, and said, "Newcomer?"