Volume 1 The Town Stallman Chapter 1 Picking up Leaks from the Stalls

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"Boss, your jade brand is a glutinous seed, there are no floating flowers, and there is no waterway, it will cost 36,000 when you open your mouth, you should kill a pig."

"Brother, you take a closer look at this carving, this dragon head is lifelike, as the saying goes, the finishing touch, you look at those eyes, what is that? That's Huang Fei! ”

"To be honest, I will accept the price if it is suitable."

In front of the stall, a young man was chatting with the stall owner.

"Twenty thousand."

The man put down the jade plaque and turned to leave.

"Hey, what's the matter with you brother, the price is not suitable, we can talk about it again." Seeing that the young man was leaving, the stall owner hurriedly shouted.

"Give me an honest price, don't look at my youth, I've been messing around in this Pan home since I was fifteen years old. You don't want to ask, who of the old stall owners doesn't know my Yi Xiaotian. The young man turned around, pointed to his nose and smiled.

"And how many do you come up with?" As soon as the boss heard Yi Xiaotian's name, he didn't have the heart to make a lot of money, so he simply asked.

"A thousand." Yi Xiaotian bids.

"No, Brother Xiaotian, the labor cost of this jade plate is more than 1,000."

"Cut, it's not carved by you, maybe it's collected in which village, it's only a few hundred yuan of the purchase price, we are not that unreasonable person, a thousand yuan, you have earned a lot of boss."

"Add a little more, brother, you understand people, this jade card is nine hundred income, add some points, you can't let my brother lose oil money."

"One thousand and five." Yi Xiaotian thought for a while and said.

"Two thousand." The stall owner makes a counteroffer.

"Nope." Yi Xiaotian shook his head and said.

Then he said, "It's just one thousand and five, if you don't sell it, I'll leave." ”

"Okay, I'm afraid of you, let's open it today."

In the end, Yi Xiaotian transferred 1,500 yuan to the boss, the deal was reached, and the money and goods were cleared.

The two people who got the money and goods were happy in their hearts.

The stall owner thought to himself, "Hey, net a thousand." He happily looked at the payment information on his mobile phone. Yi Xiaotian was right, this jade plaque was really received by him from a farmer in a suburban village, but the purchase price was not 900 yuan as he had said before, but 500 yuan.

Yi Xiaotian also smiled slightly when he saw the boss's expression, he has been in this Pan Jiayuan for seven or eight years, how can these stall owners have another truth in their mouths, this jade brand is slightly inferior to the planting water, and the year can also be faked, but this carver can't be faked, just like the boss, the labor cost of this jade brand is more than this price.

Like play is a hobby, see things, no matter good or bad, as long as you like it, the price is right then buy, this jade carver he really likes tight.

Out of Panjiayuan, I found my own car, and played with the jade card in my hand while driving the car.

"At the traffic light intersection ahead, slow down ahead."

The navigation in the car sent out a sound reminder, Yi Xiaotian hung up a neutral gear, and the jade plate slipped from his hand and fell to his feet.

Just at the red light, the car stopped and bent down to pick it up, as soon as he touched the jade plate, Yi Xiaotian just felt a huge impact, and there was a loud noise in his ears.

Then he looked out the window with his seatbelt on, and the only thought in his mind was, "Why is this road above me?" ”

Bang bang bang......

The whole car rolled on its side and rolled several times in a row.

Yi Xiaotian in the car realized that he had been in a car accident, scarlet blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and there was no place on his body that he didn't feel pain.

"Help me..."Yi Xiaotian desperately wanted to call for help, but he could only make a sound that only he could hear, and then his eyes were dark and unconscious.

.......

"Woo..."

Yi Xiaotian was awakened by the sound of sobbing, and opened his eyes dimly, and what was introduced to him was a strange young face.

"Hey, my head hurts." He didn't have time to figure out who was in front of him, and the sharp pain in his head made him gasp.

Some memories and images that do not belong to me come to mind.

In the picture, a thin young man struggles every day with a small stall to survive his difficult life, and the market hooligans and bullies extort money from him again and again, and when he can't pay the money, he punches and kicks him.

"Great, brother, you're awake."

"The blind doctor just now said that you are hopeless, but it frightened me."

The young man sitting next to him cried with joy, sobbing incessantly, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Yi Xiaotian bothered himself and asked curiously;

"I... What's going on? ”

"It was the gangster bully in the city who beat my brother like this." The young man stopped his tears and answered Yi Xiaotian's question.

Yi Xiaotian frowned, and a picture flashed in his mind, in which several bullies with five big and three thick were constantly hitting themselves viciously with sticks, and one of the hideous-looking men knocked on his head with a stick, and then several people ran away in a panic, leaving only themselves in a pool of blood.

"Wait... Wrong. ”

"Me? Beaten? ”

"Didn't I get into a car accident on the road of the Fifth Ring Road?

"I'm crossed?"

Yi Xiaotian sat up in shock for a moment, quickly checked his body, and then looked around, the strange and extremely familiar environment, he had accepted the memory of the original owner of the body.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The person who asked was Yi Xiaoyong, the biological brother of the original owner of this body, who was also miserable, the name of the original owner of this body was also Yi Xiaotian, and his parents died when he was a child, leaving only his nine-year-old self and his younger brother who was still in infancy.

The two brothers depend on each other for their lives and grow up eating hundreds of family meals. The younger brother has the talent of martial arts cultivation, in order to support himself and provide for his younger brother to enter the sect to cultivate, Yi Xiaotian went to the market in the town at the age of twelve to buy goods to earn living expenses.

Yi Xiaotian, who had been silent for a long time, finally accepted the fact that he had crossed over.

"Xiao Yong, my brother is a little hungry, can you get me something to eat?"

"Well, okay. Brother, you wait. ”

Yi Xiaoyong quickly ran to the kitchen and brought a bowl of vegetable porridge to his brother from the steaming stove.

Looking at the vegetable porridge without the oil, glowing green, and the few wilted and green vegetable leaves floating in the bowl, you can imagine how miserable the life of the original owner of his body is.

"No matter how miserable the male protagonist in those novels is, no matter how bad it is, it is also a waste of cultivation in a big family, although it is looked down upon, it will not be enough to drink a bowl of rotten vegetable leaves and rice soup with no rice grains. Who has you offended? ”

Despite the slander in his heart, Yi Xiaotian still drank a whole bowl of rice soup in one gulp, after all, his stomach was really hungry.

"Brother, do you still want to eat?" Yi Xiaoyong asked with concern.

"No need." Yi Xiaotian waved his hand, this rice soup was sour and astringent, with a somewhat stinky sour taste, even if it was to satisfy his hunger, he didn't want to drink it anymore.

"Xiao Yong, go back to the sect quickly, my brother is fine."

"Brother, I... Don't want to... I'm back to the sect. Yi Xiaoyong lowered his head and said in embarrassment.

Yi Xiaotian was stunned for a while, a little surprised by his brother's decision, but it was not the surprise of Yi Xiaotian's own consciousness, maybe it was the instinctive reaction of this body, and blurted out a question;

"Why? If you don't go to the sect to cultivate, do you want to be a market vendor like your brother? ”

"Hurry up and get back to the sect for me, otherwise I won't recognize you as a younger brother."

This unprovoked anger made even Yi Xiaotian himself startled, and thought secretly; Even if the consciousness dissipates, the body instinctively loves this younger brother.

"But... The cost of the medicinal bath of the sect... I don't want to see my brother being bullied again in order to provide for me. ”

Yi Xiaoyong said, his eyes red as he spoke.

Yi Xiaotian suddenly remembered that those ruffians and hooligans beat him to extort money, and those money was to pay for his younger brother Yi Xiaoyong's medicinal bath in the sect, so he naturally swore to protect the money.

Reaching out and digging into his pocket, he found that the shabby clothes were empty, and his two fingers were even more unwilling to be lonely and shyly exposed his fingers from the pocket.

"Where's my money?"

"I just hired a doctor for my brother, and all the money was given to the doctor as a consultation fee and medicine." Yi Xiaoyong replied.

"Oh."

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the two brothers were in a poor predicament, Yi Xiaotian completely understood it through the memory of his body.

patted his younger brother Yi Xiaoyong's shoulder and said softly: "The sect still has to go, money, brother will find a way." ”

"Brother, I don't want you to be bullied by those ruffians and hooligans anymore, stop setting up stalls." Yi Xiaoyong said pleadingly.

"Xiao Yong, my brother has no talent for martial arts, so he was bullied, you are different. As long as you become strong, you can protect your brother. Yi Xiaotian said, these words did not come from his original heart, but he blurted out that.

Yi Xiaoyong also understands this truth, and his brother has told him countless times.

There are some skin injuries on the body, but fortunately, this body is used to suffering, and the recovery ability of the rough skin and thick flesh is also good, and Yi Xiaotian can get out of bed after two days.

It's not that Yi Xiaotian wants to make money as soon as possible, but in the two days that he was sick, his younger brother Yi Xiaoyong went to the market to set up a stall, and he didn't sell a single thing, his brother was penniless, and he had been hungry all day, and if he lay down like this, he would starve to death first.

In the early morning, the sky was just slightly bright, and while his younger brother was still asleep, Yi Xiaotian got up from the bed and began to pack up the boxes he had set up.

Serpentine flowers, spiritual licorice, and two broken iron swords......

Yi Xiaotian's mind flashed the information of these items, no wonder Yi Xiaoyong couldn't sell them, these things were all broken copper and iron that he didn't know where he picked up, snake pattern flower and spirit licorice are first-order medicinal materials, maybe they can be worth a little money, but others buy them in large quantities, there are only two of them, who can see it.

rummaging through the broken copper and iron in the box, suddenly, Yi Xiaotian only felt a chill coming from his fingers.

"It's not..."

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