With Wei Feng's current family background, it is no problem to enter the big restaurant, but he understands his master's approach, and it is not advisable to show his wealth when he goes out, so he is careful to sail the boat of ten thousand years. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The guy greeted warmly, and the three of them sat down by the window on the second floor, and Zhou Fatong ordered a table of dishes and a pot of wine, which only cost a low-grade spirit stone.

It's all ordinary food, it's not worth anything at all, and it can only be traded with spirit stones here, and there is no way, and you can only admit it if you lose it.

The five-colored fruit is expensive, because it is a kind of spirit fruit, and after eating the fruit, Wei Feng felt that his body had become very relaxed, and his true qi had increased.

There are many women in the city, there is no shortage of beauties with bewitching bodies and beautiful appearances, but Wei Feng did not dare to use the perspective eye to peep into the spring light, there are monks and second-level martial artists in the foundation building period everywhere, and it will be a big trouble if they are discovered.

After eating all the way to the dried meat, seeing that the normal meals were extraordinarily kind, Wei Feng and Meng Yao picked up their chopsticks and scrambled to be the first, and soon swept away all the dishes.

Wei Feng touched his bulging belly and looked at the street under the window, and it just so happened that a woman in a white dress passed downstairs, her body was like a willow branch swinging, curling and charming, indescribably charming.

The woman covered her face with a thin veil and refused to show her true face, but she unintentionally glanced up.

Just a little tulle, how can he block Wei Feng's see-through eyes, just when he wanted to see the ugly handsome, Zhou Fatong coughed and shouted Wei Feng to pour wine.

When I looked at it again, the woman had already walked away, and Zhou Fatong knocked on the table and said, "Xiaofeng, don't look around, it's a monk in the Jindan period." ”

"Look at your appearance!" Meng Yao understood, and gave Wei Feng a hard look.

"Such a weak girl's cultivation is not low. ”

Wei Feng stuck out his tongue, fortunately, the master reminded him in time, and he almost made a big mistake, until now, he was not sure if his clairvoyant eye would be discovered by the monks of the Jindan period.

Walking out of the small restaurant, Zhou Fatong took two apprentices into a small hotel nearby, opened two rooms, and could rest in the afternoon, and the trading market began to be lively in the evening.

Wei Feng was tired of walking, and he fell asleep while lying on the bed, and Meng Yao was full of energy, sitting down to practice, paying attention to her poor spirit.

At dusk, the three of them left the hotel and went to the free trading market in the north of the city with great interest.

"Master, is this a shop?" Wei Feng pointed to a small five-story hardcover building on the side of the road, with the words "Treasure Pavilion" written on it.

"This is the only private store in the city that can compete with the official store of the Gale Wind Sect, and it has a big background, don't worry about it, we can't afford to buy the things inside. Zhou Fatong waved his hand.

"Can't you look at it if you can't afford it?"

"You need a medium-grade spirit stone to enter the door, don't waste it, you can't explain it to the head when you go back. "Circumferential passage.

Wei Feng heard for the first time that this kind of place has to charge money for buying things or not, and said that making money is a lift, which is more like a store bully and a bully.

Not far from the Treasure Pavilion, there is a long street that runs through the east and west, and the roadside is full of low houses, where the poor live.

This street was the free trading market of Fengqi City, and Wei Feng had already seen rows of roadside stalls, and many monks were coming.

Next to the entrance to the street, there is a huge blackboard with a lot of white chalk underneath.

"Qianqian, I love you, don't be angry, come back quickly, Brother Han is waiting for you in the old place!"

"Wu Datou, don't let Lao Tzu see you, smash your head flat. ”

"An ancestral magic weapon, full of fire energy, interested parties go to the second floor of the hotel to meet with guests. ”

“......”

Wei Feng looked at Zhile, Meng Yao couldn't help laughing, and Zhou Fatong explained: "This is a notice board, used to leave a message." ”

"The rules don't allow weapons to fight, how can there be such a thing as smashing your head. Wei Feng asked suspiciously.

"The city doesn't let it, no one cares outside the city, and there is a group called Sanxiu, who has not joined the sect, and it is all on their own, and they are even more unruly. ”

"Can you practice yourself?" Wei Feng was surprised, in his impression, joining the sect was the path to cultivation.

"Most of them were driven away by the sect, and they refused to admit defeat, so they quietly practiced, but there were not many who cultivated to a high level, and they easily did not dare to provoke the disciples of the regular sect. Zhou Fatong gave Wei Feng a reassurance.

Wei Feng seemed to understand that this so-called free trading market was more about taking care of those casual cultivators, who were running around all year round, but could get more useful materials.

Walking into the street, there are a dazzling array of goods on both sides, Zhou Fatong has explained in advance, don't ask casually, just buy three materials: steel essence, thunderwood and wind energy grass, and after mixing and smelting, you can create a green edge sword.

"The high-grade Xuan Tu only sells a high-grade spirit stone. ”

"The roots of the black water lotus, thirty medium-grade spirit stones. ”

“......”

Noisy and noisy, all of them were loud voices, Wei Feng and Meng Yao followed behind Zhou Fatong, really wanting to cover their ears and look at the piles of materials around them with their spare eyes.

"This brother, how to sell wind energy grass?" Zhou Fatong stopped and asked an old man on the side of the road.

"One price, one lower grade spirit stone per tree. ”

The old man said slowly, and there was a large pile of cyan thatch in front of him, each of which was more than a meter long.

"I want it all, let's get a 20% discount!" Zhou Fatong still bargained.

"Let's lose a little, a total of two hundred and thirty trees, two medium-grade spirit stones. The old man held out two fingers.

Zhou Fatong immediately took out two medium-grade spirit stones and handed them over, the old man slipped a large bundle of straw and handed it over, Meng Yao caught it and carried it on his shoulder.

The old man happily picked up the spirit stone and left, Wei Feng said, "Master, wind energy grass is not expensive!"

"The cheapest of the three materials, the consumption is also large, so many wind energy grass, only enough to try three times. "Circumferential passage.

"It's hard for him to come out to do business at such an old age. Wei Feng said again.

"He is in the early stage of foundation building, and there is no hope of getting married, maybe he is trying to live a few more days!" Zhou Fatong sighed.

Continuing to walk forward, a stall attracted Wei Feng's attention, a middle-aged monk, sitting cross-legged on the ground, did not speak, a white cloth read, an ancestral talisman pen, five high-grade spirit stones.

The talisman pen, as the name suggests, is used to draw talismans, not all brushes can draw talismans, strictly speaking, the talisman pen is also a kind of magic instrument.

"Master, buy it, our pen is old too. Wei Feng persuaded.

"Spending will be exceeded. Zhou Fatong was quite hesitant, thinking that he could still use it.

"Master, this talisman pen is used by us to make money, and it's not bad to buy a good one and keep it for later use. ”

"Okay. Zhou Fatong finally spat out, reluctantly took out five high-grade spirit stones, and handed them over.

The middle-aged monk still didn't speak, he took out a small brush directly from his arms and handed it over, Zhou Fatong took a quick look at it and quickly put it away.

Walking far away, Zhou Fatong laughed, "I bought it this time, this is a high-grade talisman pen, and it is worth at least fifty medium-grade spirit stones." ”

Wei Feng felt that something was wrong, since ancient times, what was bought was not sold, who would make a loss-making transaction?