"In terms of bookkeeping, it's still Yingyuan, and Miss likes to be small and quiet." The girl surnamed Su said arrogantly, and regardless of the boss nodding behind her, she walked straight inside.

The sharp-eyed guy hurriedly took the key from the boss, and Fei also seemed to follow.

Song Pingcun shook his head, probably a regular visitor. When I was in Song Ji Town, the regular customers of the family in the town were also self-cooked. The three dumb slaves naturally followed outside to settle the carriage, and the boss didn't call a guy this time, and took Song Pingcun and them to the inn. Walking through the lobby, Song Pingcun saw clearly that although the owner of this inn is not as elegant as the name, the layout and decoration are really extraordinary, and it is completely a garden-like layout.

Several paths were divided into different directions, and I looked at the girl surnamed Su just now who was facing left, while Song Pingcun was facing right. This arrangement made him very strange, and he couldn't help but ask the boss: "Boss, the layout of your inn is very interesting, and the upper room is on the right?" ”

"Cut, you guys are outsiders by your accent. Yingyuan is the upper room, and the largest yard you live in is the lower room. I don't know what you look like, our boss, uh, our Tang Cheng Yapin is exquisite, and the courtyard of a single room is the upper room, according to the general inn, you live in a chase shop. The shopkeeper may have found that he had leaked his mouth, although he changed his words in time, several people heard it, no wonder the girl came in and asked the boss to promise so slippery, dare to love this girl is the same as the girl, but also a subordinate.

The girls couldn't help but try not to laugh, Feng Wulian really almost ran away, let Uncle Shi live in the "Chase Shop", how can this work! Song Pingcun hurriedly stopped, the ten taels of silver Chase Shop is not a real Chase Shop, and the other party is just a metaphor.

When he arrived at the place, he looked at the sign at the entrance of the garden, and Song Pingcun also knew that this Tang Cheng Yapin was really designed as the shopkeeper said, it was called Yingyuan over there, and they called Zhongyuan here.

If it's small, it's beautifully arranged. The garden opened the garden gate, and behind the shadow wall was a very large pool, faintly steaming, which should be the introduction of underground hot springs, and there were three rows of houses in front, left and right after the hot mist.

"On the right is for changing clothes and drainage, and on the front and left are the rooms, so you can distribute them yourself." The shopkeeper took out a bunch of keys and handed them to Feng Wulian, turned around and left.

"Childe, please." After Feng Wulian left Wanbao Sect, he changed his name with Liu Yiyi and the three of them.

"Give it to Yiyi! You go and bring in the three of them first, and it is estimated that the three of them will not be able to find this position. "Song Pingcun, but you are in a hurry.

Waiting for Feng Wulian to leave, Song Pingcun said to Liu Yiyi: "Do you feel that the smell here is somewhat familiar?" ”

"Yi Yi Dan. That's right, it's the smell of the Dan, the smell in this hot spring pool is the smell of the Dan, and although it's very light, it shouldn't be wrong. "Liu Yiyi will know after a little investigation." It can't be that this boss is using the beautiful Danhua water to pretend to be a hot spring, right? ”

Liu Yiyi was taken aback by her own speculation.

"It's not a hot spring, it's still a hot spring, but the hot spring pool is added with the ingredient of melting Dan. This pool is about one percent of the water. "Song Pingcun's own refining of the Yi Yi Dan, of course he knows and understands the ingredients and content.

At the beginning, after Po Yuanzong developed the Yi Yi Dan, the sales outside the Su State were the full agent of the Su State royal family, and they also promised to trade with spirit stones, so it seems that it is not that the Su State royal family has to mine spirit stone mines, but that they have their own reserves of spirit stones. But the boss here dilutes the water with the water, which is also a great practice.

And to ensure sufficient continuity, the behind-the-scenes boss of this "Tang Cheng Yapin" doesn't have to think about who it is.

However, these have little to do with Song Pingcun. After the dumb slaves came back, Song Pingcun told them to have a good rest, after all, the cultivation of several people was not there, and no matter how good their physique was, they were still not as good as cultivators who replenished their spiritual energy.

Lunch let the shopkeeper prepare some in a hurry, and in the afternoon, Song Pingcun took Liu Yiyi and the three daughters to prepare to go shopping, as a native of the Soviet Union, he has never been to the national capital, which is also a pity. Take a look before going out to sea, and I don't know when I will return later, and I'm afraid the street scenery will be different.

The prosperity of Sudu City is very different from the ordinary city that Song Pingcun has been to, walking in the streets and alleys paved with stone slabs, it is obviously a place where ordinary people live, but you can also see the unique atmosphere of cultivators everywhere. If you want to use magic weapons, Su Ducheng is about the best among them, no wonder the Broken Yuan Sect is in the south, Su Ducheng is in the north, and the sales of a broken Yuan Sect magic weapon hovering on the edge of the third-class sect have always been in short supply. With such a luxurious purchasing power of the mortal world, it makes sense that the Broken Yuan Sect could survive.

The place where Tang Chengya is located is not a particularly prosperous commercial street. But even so, on both sides of the street, there was a shop not far away, and all kinds of peculiar goods refreshed Song Pingcun's knowledge.

Some luxury stores that belong to the mundane appreciation, although they are not worth mentioning in the category of cultivators, but they are also embellished with the pleasures of mundane life, especially a few women, rouge gouache and even some inexplicable things, I don't feel my identity as a cultivator at all, the bluestone-paved roads are criss-crossed, and the 12-year-old self will definitely feel like a huge labyrinth, and if you are not careful, you will get lost.

Just walked into a handmade embroidery shop, Liu Yiyi, who had sold a few embroideries, was very happy, was praised by the boss for his excellent stitching and felt that he was still quite gained, and began to frantically purchase needles and silk threads, and Song Pingcun, who was standing next to him, suddenly smelled a peculiar aroma, which came from next door.

Chuanyin told Liu Yiyi that Song Pingcun walked over with Bawangyi in his arms, and the lintel of the store said "Huixiangtang", and the store door was half-open and half-hidden, and a faint white mist wafting out of the gap was mixed with this fragrance.

Song Pingcun was curious, knocked on the door and no one answered, so he gently pushed open the door of the store and walked in.

The interior of the store is quaintly decorated, with a man sitting on a chair in front of the counter with his back to the door, intently flipping through a book with one hand, and occasionally throwing a pill the size of a little finger into a charcoal brazier with the other. The white mist and aroma were emitted by the pill under the high temperature of the carbon fire.

He was plainly dressed and had a kind demeanor, giving people a sense of intimacy. Seeing Ling Xiao come in, he smiled and nodded, motioning for Ling Xiao to sit down.

"Coming?" The man didn't look back, Song Pingcun felt an impure aura fluctuation from him, which was a normal reaction in the early stage of the Qi Acceptance Realm.

And the pill thrown into the brazier was determined at this time that it was not a high-end product, but it was made by simply mashing the psychedelic grass and adding rosemary powder and kneading it with rice flour. Although it is simple, even if it is the point where the crack in the door leaks out, ordinary people will basically be attracted when they walk by, and those who don't know will definitely have to go to the road.

This is one of the easiest ways to find out who is coming. It was because it was too low-end, so Song Pingcun felt strange when he first smelled the fragrance, and when he came in and saw this situation, he heard the other party's question, obviously this is not just identifying the identity, there may be something else that Song Pingcun doesn't know.

"Boss, what are you selling here?" Song Pingcun asked.

"Well, who are you?" The man reading the book heard something wrong and stood up. With a full beard and a strong body, he looks like a very honest person, about 40 years old, less than 50 years old.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what do you have to sell?" Song Pingcun's eyes swept around privately, there were a few porcelain vases on the shelves, but they were all empty, the space in the house was not large, and there seemed to be a back door, but I didn't know if it was the front store or the back house or leading to other places. smiled helplessly, and stumbled in by mistake, but I didn't expect it to be an empty store.

"It's not an acquaintance, I don't accept it here." The bearded man saw that Song Pingcun was not strong, but had the feeling of a white-faced scholar, so he didn't care so much when he spoke, "If you buy a book, you're in the wrong place, and only cultivators are accepted here." ”

Song Pingcun has always been wearing Liu Yiyi's gown, as long as it is not revealed, he will basically not be discovered as a cultivator, facing a middle-aged man in the Qi realm, he is very lamented that he has come this way, compared to these people, it is simply a world of difference, it can be said that it is not an exaggeration.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the book in the middle-aged man's hand "flew" over, and he looked down at the title of the book, "The Book of Naqi", the whole book was simple and simple, and it was clearly an ancient book.

"Give it back to me." The book in the middle-aged man's hand flew away, and his emotions were about to riot, and he immediately understood what was going on. He bowed and said, "Senior, I'll just spend all my savings on this one, you can do it!" ”

"I don't buy books, and I don't intend to snatch your books, just look at them casually, don't worry." Song Pingcun flipped two pages and hurriedly glanced at it, the so-called "Qi Acceptance Treasure Book" is just to tell cultivators at what time, in what direction, and where the aura in the air is sufficient, and the effect of cultivation will be twice the result with half the effort, or increase the speed of Qi absorption by one or two percent. "Tell me what you're doing here, and I'll give you a chance."

Song Pingcun threw it lightly, and the book flew back into the hands of the middle-aged man. For this man, the opportunity that Song Pingcun can give, he will probably never meet in his life.

The middle-aged man stared at Song Pingcun in disbelief, and asked with a trembling mouth: "Senior, how simple is it?" ”

No wonder he doesn't believe it, as long as you ask around, you will know what he does in this shop.

"Well, I'm also passing by, and I smell your rosemary and psychedelic grass aroma and come in and have a look. There's no need to deceive you. Song Pingcun pointed to the few pills he was still holding in his hand, and there was nothing to hide from this person.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he knew that the other party really wanted to know, and there was nothing else, just looking at the casual appearance of the "Treasure Book of Qi Acceptance" that snatched him just now, the difference was not a little bit. As a casual cultivator, he has worked quite hard to get to where he is today, but in front of this young man who looks like he is in his twenties, there is a kind of blow called helplessness.

"Senior, I'm here as a transit point for a trade fair. Of course, it's the kind of black market trade fair where the source is unknown. Just rely on the guide and earn some change to make ends meet. "Middle-aged people don't shy away from it, after all, the black market trade fair is not something that ordinary people dare to go to, and they are not afraid to say it!