As the saying goes, the small is hidden in the wild, and the big is hidden in the city.

Who will be able to have eight points of hidden morale?

Song Ciwan's scales emerged, and she got a mass of eight-point hermit morale out of thin air, but her first reaction was not joy, but a sigh in her heart: Mo Laogui is a hermit? What rank of hermit? After the ball, he won't find my scales, right?

This worry only existed for a moment, and soon Song Ciwan naturally gave birth to a feeling: the scale is so high that it is already beyond this world, worried that it will be discovered? That's unnecessary, non-existent.

In the terminology of the immortals, this is called "jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements", it is not a dimensional thing, if Mo Laogui really has the ability to discover it, then Song Ciwan also recognized it.

Of course, although the scales are wonderful, this person cannot float.

Facing Mo Laogui's grinning face, Song Ciwan's face was gloomy for a while, she hurriedly stuffed the wooden cup in her hand back into Mo Laogui's hand, and retreated to distance herself from him.

He turned his face over and covered it with his sleeve and said, "Boss, let's go, don't get too close to the little woman." ”

She was originally kind to help others, but she was tabooed by the world, and this appearance of being silently endured and depressed alone showed a bit of bitterness.

Mo Lao stood stupidly with the wooden cup for a moment, a little unsure of how to answer.

He stretched out his hand to scratch his head, scratched his neck again, and scratched his cheeks after scratching his neck, and after scratching his empty hand for a long time, he was not at ease.

"Hey, hey......" Mo Lao Gui said, "What's the big deal, I'm missing the old kidnapping, what am I afraid of?" Who, who could be worse than me? ”

Hey, that's worse than the last?

It's not miserable, it's comfort in disguise.

Song Ciwan turned sideways and gave Mo Lao a salute, but she only saluted, but no longer answered. After the salute, he still covered his face with his sleeves and walked away.

Soon, Song Ciwan arrived on the other side of the vegetable market.

Her gray and red-trimmed clothes stood out in the crowd, as if with a special kind of mockery and absurdity, and everywhere she passed, pedestrians automatically separated.

It is to go to the vendor to buy something, and the vendor will say, "Don't come here, you say what you want, give us the money, and we will throw the things to you!" ”

Yes, money is still needed, and business cannot be left undone.

It doesn't matter if he buys things from people or ghosts, does the person who begs for a living have a choice?

Mo Laogui in the back hugged his wooden cup tightly, took a sip of the still warm bean curd in it, and couldn't help muttering: "I will give me a gift to Lao Gui, and I look at it is also a very sensible and sensible little lady, I am young, and I don't know what kind of accident has happened, and I actually fell into the Huan Washroom......"

He froze for a moment as he spoke, then shook his head and laughed in a self-deprecating "hey", then bowed his head and hunched his back and limped away.

On the other side, Song Ciwan kept the rules, only picked those stalls that had no customers for the time being, bought some seasonal vegetables, bought two buckets of coarse grains, and bought some sundries.

While shopping, Song Ciwan was also silently observing the prices of this era.

In general, the purchasing power of copper coins is still quite considerable, coarse grains only cost five pennies and one bucket, and ordinary seasonal vegetables can usually buy two or even three handfuls for one penny.

Saving some flowers, even if she can only use twenty wen a day, it should be enough for her to store a lot of things in a month.

Song Ciwan bought things quickly, and she was looking forward to the result of the sale of the "eight-point hidden morale", and she didn't delay it at all.

The sunset accompanied her home, and the oil-paper umbrella she carried with her did not come in handy, and there was no rain today.

When I opened the door, the big white goose was flapping its wings and walking all over the yard, as if there was nowhere to vent my energy.

As soon as Song Ciwan appeared in front of it, it immediately put down its restlessness, retracted its wings, and tilted its head: "Ga! ”

"Big White!" Song Ciwan opened his arms, and the big white goose was not reserved now, it ran over on its feet, pounced on Song Ciwan's side and kept rubbing it with its wings and long neck.

Song Ciwan: "Hahaha! ”

The tense mood of the day was relaxed at this moment, she hurriedly put a bunch of things in her hands into the hall, and then washed her hands, rubbed her hands, and opened the blind box!

Yes, Song Ciwan felt that selling things with Tianweigh was like opening a blind box. Before selling, Tianli Weighs won't tell her what she can get after selling this thing, but only tell her that she can sell it, isn't this like opening a blind box?

I have to say, it's a different kind of fun.

"Eight Points of Hidden Morale" was sold by Song Ciwan and got a spell: a drop in the ocean!

What does that mean?

Parasitic mayflies in the heavens and the earth, a millet in the sea.

O life, your essence is small. Although the heavens and the earth are vast and the rivers are endless, what do these have to do with you?

You don't need to be magnificent, you only be a passer-by in the red dust.

In layman's terms, this is a sense of existence disappearance!

Cultivating this method, even if it is only at the entry level, can greatly reduce your sense of existence, so that people will ignore you unconsciously.

This, this, this is simply a magic skill that every sixth child must have! Although it is different from stealth, it has different advantages compared to stealth.

Song Ciwan immediately memorized it carefully, and while pondering the operation method of a drop in the ocean, he once again dispatched the scales to sell the demonic anger obtained today.

The scale has an automatic storage function, and its weighing pan comes with a cave, and if the offsetting items obtained by Song Ciwan are not sold at that time, the scale will deposit it by itself.

The items that Song Ciwan exchanged for through the scales, if they were physical objects, such as aphrodisiac pills and the like, if she didn't want to take them away immediately, she could also store them back in the scales.

There is only one point: it can only store the items produced by itself in the scales, and if it is something from the outside world, such as the new grain and vegetables that Song Ciwan bought today, or the umbrella she carries, these things cannot be stored in it.

If she wants to really have a storage space that she can use freely, she will have to work harder.

[Angry, three taels and nine dollars, can be offset. 】

Song Ci sold it late in exchange for forty years of longevity!

She then found that the longevity of the scales would be rounded up.

The last time I sold three taels or four dollars, I got thirty years of longevity, and this time I sold three taels and nine dollars, but I got forty years of longevity.

Shouyuan has no shape, but it seems to have a different texture, forty years of longevity into the body, Song Ciwan naturally gave birth to a wonderful feeling of full vitality and vitality.

She immediately cheered up and started the rest of the work.

Put things away, cook dinner, spicy fried lung slices are done, and sell them to Tiandi Weighs again, this time still in exchange for an aphrodisiac pill.

Song Ciwan stored the Zhuangqi Pill and prepared to take it out and use it when he practiced at night.

On a whim, she took out a charcoal-roasted taro and put it on the scales to try to sell it.

Sold at: [One pound of japonica rice, one of the five grains that people eat. 】

Wow, everything can be sold.

Song Ciwan opened the door to a new world again, a roasted taro can be exchanged for a pound of rice, what is this extreme trade difference? It's like capitalists are going to cry when they see it!

The best part is that what is exchanged for the scales can still be stored back in the scales, which is a disguised way of turning the scales into her storage space.

What is it? This is another village!

In the small courtyard, after the big white goose has eaten a full meal, it raises its neck and sings: "Quack quack......"

Song Ciwan: "Hahaha! ”

The girl's laughter and the singing of the white goose sounded crisply and crisply in the fireworks of this world.