Black market!

This place is what she knows from Jun Zhiheng's mouth, the specific location is unknown, and the management forces are unknown, but Chen Yanzhi guessed that there must be several shadows of the Zhuji family behind it.

However, the black market specializes in dealing with some shady things, and confidentiality must be put first.

It's certainly much safer than what she's selling to a shop or stall.

She went to Luluo Street and found that the young woman knew everything last time, and it took a full five spirit stones to get the certificate to enter the black market, a black ball made of wood but not wood.

There is a depression in the center of the ball, which is pressed with a finger, and the ball clicks out of shape, and a small spoon rises, the handle of which points east.

Chen Yanzhi dressed up in disguise, and an ordinary-looking young woman appeared, and the best dress was to be out of the crowd.

She followed the spoon's instructions.

After going around and around for more than half an hour, Chen Yanzhi came to Dongping Street, turned into the laneway, twisted and turned, and went around.

Finally stopped in an ordinary courtyard, and the small spoon in his hand trembled slightly.

"Is this the place to go?"

She tentatively knocked on the door, and as soon as her hand touched it, the door opened, and it was empty.

There is only a stone table, a tray, a black coat, a mask, and a manual.

Chen Yanzhi walked in, closed the door, picked up the black clothes, and found that it was a cloak, directly put on his body, wrapped tightly, and the silver mask was buckled on his face.

When she opened the manual, she saw that it was about the rules of the black market, and she studied it carefully and memorized it by heart.

At this time, the small spoon in her hand moved again, pointing to the west courtyard wall, she approached with a little confusion, and suddenly a suction force came.

In the blink of an eye, I came to another place, surrounded by fog and haze, and I couldn't see my palm.

You can only follow the guidance of the spoon on the ball.

After a while, the fog and clouds opened, and the black market appeared in front of me, and people came and went, all of the same height, all wearing black cloaks.

There are few shops, many stalls, and abundant items.

Seeing a black cloak pack up her things and vacate the stall, she was quick to grab the spot.

He placed several porcelain bottles on them, took out a white plate, used the cleaning technique, and poured a bottle of green rice balls.

Green jade dumplings, snow-white porcelain plates, good looks.

With everything done, she waited quietly.

The black market is a large and fast stream, so there is no booth fee, and in order to ensure safety, there are also no fights or loud noises inside.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, no one came up to ask, and Chen Yanzhi wondered in her heart.

Glancing at the other people's stalls, she seemed to have an understanding.

Take out a wooden board, write down big characters, green rice balls, compared to Bigu Dan, sweet and soft glutinous, can increase a small amount of aura, a bottle of spirit stone, a bottle of twenty grains.

Bigu Dan is also one grain of five broken spirits, but if you eat one grain, you can be full for three days.

Biqing rice dumplings can only be managed for one day, which is insufficient, but it tastes better than Bigu Dan, and it can also increase aura, so Chen Yanzhi simply sells it for the same price.

In the black market, no more than outside, the monks are wary of each other, rarely asking prices at will, and shouting loudly.

The monks who came here also had their own goals, and in the face of Chen Yanzhi's unknown thing, they were interested, and they would not come forward to ask about it.

Sure enough, as soon as the wooden board came out, someone immediately asked the price, and the black cloak came to the stall, and an unrecognizable male voice sounded, "What is in this plate is tasty?" ”

"Yes." Chen Yanzhi was stunned as soon as she spoke, because her voice was a hoarse and old male voice.

In the moment she was stunned, a piece of green rice broke away from the plate and flew into the cloak of the comer.

Objectification.

Seeing this, she continued to add, "Biqing rice balls can ensure that you don't go hungry for a day, but the rice is fragrant and the taste is far superior to that of Bigudan." ”

"I want three bottles." The person who came directly put down the three spirit stones, took the porcelain bottle and turned to leave.

Since the opening of the first business, people have come one after another.

There are countless demon beasts in the Liling Mountains, and there are many dangers, but they are also accompanied by dazzling opportunities, elixirs, spirit grasses, and demon beast materials, attracting countless immortal cultivators.

The mountains are endless, the canyons are deep, and there is no telling how big they are.

Demon hunters, treasure hunters enter it, and it is common to stay for ten days and a half months, and they can't fire at will, for fear of attracting demon beasts.

You can only eat Bigu Dan, all year round, the bird can fade out of the mouth, there are green rice balls, the price is not expensive, and it can improve the food.

So Chen Yanzhi's business is very good, but in more than an hour, the fifty porcelain vases she put out were sold out.

For the sake of safety, she decisively flashed.

Blending into the crowd, a bunch of black cloaks, and can't tell who's who?

The black market is quite large, and after getting away from the place just now, I found a new place to set up a stall.

Seventy porcelain vases, which were sold quickly.

She closed her stall for a moment and began to wander around.

If you want to find some precious spirit plant spirit seeds, if there are demon beast cubs, it is best to be water, and the spirit spring can also come in handy.

As a result, I really found it, on the same stall in the black market, there were wooden basins, and hundreds of small shrimps with black white and long whiskers swam flexibly in it.

This shrimp looks like an ink painting, and Chen Yanzhi was very surprised to see it.

"What kind of shrimp is this, stall owner? What is the price? ”

The young child's voice sounded, "Splash ink shrimp, unadvanced spirit shrimp, the environment is not demanding, Xijie, feed on ink lotus, a spirit stone." ”

Chen Yanzhi was taken aback, it was so expensive, this shrimp was raised only half a palm long at most, and the shrimp seedlings alone cost a spirit stone.

Bargaining is a must be haggling.

"It's too expensive, this ink lotus is a first-order spirit plant, it's hard to find, not to mention, the price is not cheap, it's not worth it."

"I've always loved some elegant things, this splashed shrimp is like a picture, it's very good-looking, if it's cheaper, I want it all."

The stall owner shook his head and said, "No two prices, I have Molian seedlings and shrimp food, and I can sell them to you." ”

"In addition to its beautiful appearance, the taste of this splashed shrimp is even more delicious, and it is quite popular in the major spiritual restaurants in Shanhai City."

"It's not hard for me to get some."

The Shanhai Sect is one of the five great immortal sects in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and Shanhai City is its mountain gate city, which is naturally its largest affiliated city.

Its prosperity and liveliness can be imagined.

Chen Yanzhi, who had only been out of Fang City at the farthest, was really a little shocked, and felt that this didn't seem to be too expensive.

No, no, no, you can't be fooled.

At this price, the adult shrimp will definitely not be able to reproduce, and the one-time spirit shrimp will have to be specially raised for it, which is not worth it.

"This is not in Shanhai City, I don't recognize it, it's too troublesome to raise, it costs too much, and fifty broken spirits are about the same."

"Forget it, ninety broken spirits are for you."

"It's too expensive, fifty-five broken spirits."

"Eighty Broken Spirits."

"Fifty-three broken spirits."

"What's the matter with you? Why are there fewer and fewer of them? ”

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, sixty-three broken spirits, look, you and I are here for a long time, delay more time, say a sincere price, I really like this shrimp."

"I've never met you like this, forget it, sixty-five broken spirits, don't leave it here."