Chapter Thirty-Seven: Misfire

"You ...... the book?" the goateeed scumbag looked at him, and then a playful look rose in his eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hah, did I hear me wrong, you still want to learn how to read a nobleman?" another person said directly.

In their hearts, only nobles can read, no, only nobles know how to read.

Tong Yan nodded lightly, causing the group of people to burst into laughter.

Since these people didn't have it, Tong Yan didn't have time to take care of them, so he went even further in the midst of many ridicules.

Baoan Canyon gathers people from many tribes every day, and some even come out of the nest in order to grow themselves.

The ridiculers still refused to let go of such a good fur, especially in such a quantity, but they did not expect that so many things could be brought in by such a child.

"Hey, boy, do you want to sit on the ground and raise the price? So many of us are exchanging things for you, and you don't even ask, it's really arrogant. The goatee shouted angrily.

Fur is always the favorite thing of the aristocracy, because these things can be made into exquisite carpets, cloaks, these things are the signs of the nobility to show the difference, if there are some fur by the nobility, the benefits can not be underestimated.

"I'm sorry, I just want to exchange books, if you have one, I can exchange what I have. Tong Yan still implemented his own ideas and said.

"Hmph, arrogant, don't you know that there are robbers outside?" said one person coldly, looking at Tong Yan's eyes full of provocation.

Tong Yan nodded lightly, "I know, I just ran into it." ”

Throwing down this sentence, he walked forward indifferently.

Goatee stared at Tong Yan's back, "I know that I am still coming, I really don't know how to die." ”

"No, how could this kid not be plundered by robbers?" asked one of them, puzzled.

Several people glanced at each other, each seeing the other's puzzlement.

Tong Yan, who was holding the goods, walked to the center of the security canyon, and finally a person in armor came over and asked, this person was wearing copper armor, but there was no cloak, I thought it was because Tong Yan had more fur here, and wanted to choose one to make a cloak.

"How to sell it?" asked the Armor Man.

"Just change the books, don't do anything else. Tong Yan said.

"Oh, you want books, don't you want to change some iron to improve the lives of your tribe?" asked the Armored Man, stunned.

Tong Yan shook his head, "As long as you have words, you can exchange them." ”

Before the armor man could speak, a girl's voice suddenly came from the side, "Did I hear it wrong?

Tong Yan had heard this kind of talk for several years, and almost every time he came to the Security Canyon, he would be subjected to this kind of cynicism, and he was already unmoved.

"You are right, beautiful young lady, what I need is a book with words, and if you have one, take one of these furs. Tong Yan made a very polite etiquette.

There was silence in the palanquin, and then there was a giggling chuckle, "Okay! I'll see if your fur is good." As he spoke, an old man came out of the sedan chair, who seemed to be the girl's butler.

Tong Yan made a please clean up, let the old man look at it, Tong Yan's very polite behavior made the old man raise his eyebrows, no matter how the young man in front of him looked, he was also an inferior person, and this etiquette was more standardized than some people in the aristocracy, which was really beyond his expectations.

"The smell is pungent, there is no good one in this pile, you take your back down and I'll take a look." "The old man is worthy of having seen the world, and he can see the quality of the goods brought by Tong Yan at a glance.

Tong Yan gently took off the fur behind his back, and the old man stepped forward to look at it, in this person's opinion, this inferior boy is polite and it is impossible to take out very good things, because inferior people don't know art at all, a superb fur not only has to be standardized, but also to ensure that every knife edge is progressive, so that it looks like the fur will be very comfortable.

The old man flipped over in a coping manner, suddenly his eyes widened, he quickly pulled out a piece of fur, his eyes flashed, and he quickly walked to the sedan chair.

"Miss, look at this snow-brown skin, it's the first time I've seen such a good knife edge. The old man whispered, but his voice still reached Tong Yan's side.

The man in armor was amazed, and quickly looked at the pile of furs in front of him, as if to discern the true character of these furs.

The girl in the sedan chair held a corner of the snow brown skin, and after a while, she laughed and said, "Ask him, there are a few more like this, I want them all." ”

The old man nodded hurriedly, and before he could ask Tong Yan, he heard a loud voice coming from the side.

"Yo, this fur is good, how to sell it?" A woman dressed in red, wearing a layer of silver-white soft armor, which is more noble, most people use iron or copper to make armor, this woman wears soft armor I don't know what material is used, but all soft armor is very expensive, ordinary nobles can not afford to wear it.

"This young lady is sorry, these furs are the first thing my young lady sees. Although the old man's tone was gentle, it carried a sharp edge.

"May I ask if these furs have already been traded?" The woman in red ignored the old man, but asked Tong Yan.

Tong Yan said: "These furs are indeed taken by this young lady, but they haven't been traded yet. ”

"That's it, as long as there's no deal, I can take a look?" the woman in red laughed and continued to rummage.

The old man didn't speak, and which one of the sedan chairs spoke, "Oh, where are you, dare to grab something from Miss Ben?"

As if she hadn't heard, the woman in red took a snow-brown skin and said in surprise: "It's really good, I want this one, what do I need to exchange?"

"A book exchange is needed under it. Tong Yan said the conditions, now this situation is the most troublesome time, the two nobles are fighting, and the inferior clan caught in the middle will always suffer, but he still wants to maneuver for the sake of books.

"Hey, bad boy, did you hear what I said just now? My young lady has already taken a fancy to all these furs, how dare you exchange them with others?" the old man was very dissatisfied.

The woman in red frowned, and glanced at the old man coldly, "Why are you so bold? Let your master come out." ”

This quarrel was surrounded by many people.

"Hmph! a woman in armor still wants to compete with Miss Ben?" said a young girl who got out of the sedan chair, and there was a sudden sound of gasping around her.