Yang Yuchen walked through the streets, the same as when he first came, all kinds of people still looked at each other. What was different from the past was that he was no longer afraid when he saw these fierce and fierce eyes, and he didn't even have any waves in his heart.

A man walks through a noisy street and looks at the passing crowds. In the past, everyone was afraid of him in Dusk Cloud City, just because he was born in the Yang family and was still the young patriarch of the Yang family, everyone was in awe of the Yang family's background and did not dare to offend him. Now, without the protection of the Yang family, he has taken off the protective color of "arrogance". In the past, he seemed to be covered with thorns all over his body, which stung himself and hurt others.

Although the people here are all in pursuit of interests, and there are murderous intentions everywhere, Yang Yuchen feels an inexplicable sense of satisfaction and excitement in it.

"~Comfortable" Yang Yuchen raised his head and closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt it.

Walking and walking, Yang Yuchen visited almost every stall, and before he knew it, it was evening. Just as Yang Yuchen was strolling back to his residence, he noticed something in a stall next to him that caught his attention.

Turning his head to look at it, it seemed to be a gourd, and curiously he walked to the stall next to him.

This booth is not big, and it is the size of a flat hand, but it is full of all kinds of strange gizmos and pendants. bracelets, accessories and much more. These are some forces controlling the stall owners, and all kinds of "treasures" they recycle will be sold by these stall owners. It is known as the inherent treasure market.

Yang Yuchen picked up a gourd-like thing that attracted his attention, this thing had two palms the size of a palm, with the shape of a gourd, but the surface was colorful and a little rough, with a red rope tied in the middle, and a dark red bead the size of a thumb was strung at the end of the red rope.

"Big brother, is this thing suitable, just buy it and play with it, it's very chic, it's rare in the world." The stall owner has a Mediterranean hairstyle, a thin body, wearing plain shorts, holding a pink animal feather fan, sitting on one foot on the ground, lifting one foot to the bench, and muttering the usual advertising words in his mouth.

"How to sell" Yang Yuchen thought about it, and he seemed to be missing a pendant on his body. It feels like a good match for this thing.

The stall owner was overjoyed when he heard Yang Yuchen ask the price.

"Hey, this hasn't been sold to their family since it was acquired in the Hunter's Tournament ten years ago. During this time, it was used to fill water, arrange flowers, and even use it to cushion the bottom of the bed. A few stalls went around the same way, and there was no one who even asked the price, and finally someone took a fancy to it.

"Well, such a rare thing, let's charge you five hundred gold coins." The Mediterranean stall owner stood up, his left leg rested for a while, his right hand lifted his clothes and clamped them under his armpit to reveal a big belly button, and the beast feather fan in his left hand stirred up the black and beautiful hairs on the top of his head.

When Yang Yuchen heard the price, he immediately threw it down and turned his head and left, which is Yang Yuchen's usual trick to buy things.

"Hey, big brother, we talked about it just now, and we talked about it very happily." The skinny Mediterranean stall owner flexibly jumped over the stall and pulled Yang Yuchen's sleeve forward.

"The price is too outrageous, I can't accept it." Yang Yuchen ignored the stall owner, and the momentum of breaking free of his sleeves to leave was even better.

"The price is not suitable, we can negotiate, and you can earn a very small amount. Why don't you make an offer and give each other a chance? The stall owner stepped forward again and grabbed his sleeve with a pitiful look.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll be sad." Yang Yuchen stopped the momentum of leaving, and turned around to show distress.

"It's okay, it's okay, you just open it, if you can sell it, you can sell it, everyone's ....."

Before the polite words of the Mediterranean stall owner could be finished, Yang Yuchen quoted the price that he thought was ideal.

For a moment, everything seemed to be still, whether it was Yang Yuchen's expression of whether he loved to sell or not, or the stunned expression of the stall owner.

"Sell it or not, don't sell it and leave." Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Yang Yuchen continued his wonderful performance.

"Sold, sold, I'll tell you about the big brother, this treasure is sold at a minimum price of three hundred gold coins, today I have a fate with you, I sold it to you for the sake of fate, don't get me wrong." The stall owner said with a clear conscience.

Yang Yuchen took out three gold coins and gave them to the stall owner, picked up the colorful gourd with a rough surface and turned around and left.

"Hehe, I finally sold this thing, although it was bought back with hardware coins, but no one in the family has been able to sell it for so many years, and I sold it today, and I will definitely show it off when I go back, hahaha." The Mediterranean stall owner secretly rejoiced when he saw Yang Yuchen's departing figure.

"Crunch"

Yang Yuchen returned to the residence and opened the door, and saw Luo Chong, who was sitting on a chair and wiping his saber, with his head down, and turned around and smiled.

"Well, let's have a personality."

Luo Chong raised his head and looked at Yang Yuchen, and found that he was hanging a strange thing that resembled a gourd around his waist.

"Uh... has a personality and is quite sassy. ”