Chapter 33: The Beating of the Eyebrows
"Guest officer, you can't say that!"
Hearing Yang Ji's words, the "guy" raised his head and rolled his eyes:
"What is money? Money is a king. As long as you can buy something, it's worth it. What is fine iron? The blacksmiths in those small places have been polishing for three and five years before they can come up with such a small piece of fine iron. This thing, that's priceless. β
"And you don't look at the quality of my fine iron. These are the highest masters, pick the best cold iron ingots, and use the most clever skills to build, the highest quality fine iron. This price is more expensive, but it is more expensive. But if you miss this place, you can't buy it even if you have money. You say that's not the case. Andβyou're here for the first time, aren't you?"
"Man" said the most embarrassed, and rolled his eyes and glanced at Yang Ji.
β......β
Yang Ji smiled bitterly, this guy is obviously well-informed, and he can see his details in just a few words.
After touching it, Yang Ji also had to sigh "shyness in the bag". He set out from Pingchuan City, and brought a total of several thousand taels of silver.
Although this fine iron ingot looks in good condition, I am afraid that I can't afford even one ingot.
"It's really a penny that is hard to beat a hero. β
Yang Ji smiled bitterly and stood up.
Originally, I wanted to buy some fine iron ingots for my collection, in case I needed them in the future. But now I can only dismiss the idea.
Most of the disciples in this town are either rich or noble, and there is often a family or wealthy family behind them. A lonely, shy disciple like himself is obviously not in consideration.
"It looks like this time, I really can only take a stroll here and have a look. β
Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.
"Dalidan, one hundred thousand taels. How much there is, how much ββ you receive"
Suddenly, a clear, loud voice came from the crowd behind him.
Yang Ji's heart was shocked. Following the prestige, I saw a young man, fair-skinned, dressed in brocade, and looking extremely illustrious, shouting loudly in the crowd.
Yang Ji's heart moved. I was about to go over and take a look. Then I heard a loud shout:
"Dalidan, 150,000 taels per piece, how much, how much ββ to collect"
Yang Ji's eyes swept over, and there was more than one place in the crowd that was buying "Dali Dan", and the prices were ridiculously high.
None of these people are of ordinary origin.
Yang Ji touched his arms, there was still one left of the two "Great Pills" that Lin Qingyan gave him last time. This one alone, when exchanged for silver taels, is more than 100,000 taels.
If you go and buy iron ingots. At least more than 20 ingots can be bought.
"These people are crazy!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's heart. This kind of figure was an astronomical number even for him before. It can be seen that these people are really from illustrious backgrounds, spending money like dirt, and they don't care about money at all, but just want pills that can increase their strength.
However, Yang Ji hesitated for a moment and gave up this idea.
There are many people in the town. These people's offers cannot be said to be insignificant. But there was no one in the vicinity within a few steps of them selling the pill.
Obviously. For sect disciples, no matter how much money they have, they can't compare to this precious elixir that can increase their strength.
Between a bunch of precious materials and elixirs, it is obvious that many people will still choose the latter.
"Let's wait and see. If only I could come across something that was eye-catching and worthwhile. It's okay to change this Pill. β
Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.
Anyway, with this "strong pill" in my arms. Yang Ji's confidence is much greater.
The things sold in the town are really varied, Yang Ji has seen ordinary things such as yellow essence, poria cocos, herbs, and iron ore all the way to the climate; Yang Ji has also seen incense burners, Dan furnaces, and iron furnaces on the mountain, these things that ordinary people will not buy, Yang Ji even saw someone selling a snow-white crane on the street, although it can't be compared with the strong in the sect. It's not that strong, but it's also very powerful.
In addition, swords and swords of the same level as Yang Ji's Hundred Refining Long Sword are also sold, and even the kind of soft sword on Lin Qingyan's waist is even available, but the price is expensive, and it requires a large number of pills to buy.
"There's a lot of stuff here, if only it wasn't that expensive. β
Yang Ji said secretly in his heart as he walked and watched.
After walking around the town for a few hours, Yang Ji gradually realized that the things in the town were precious and rare, and they were basically beyond the normal level.
For ordinary people, the only thing that can be purchased in large quantities is shark fins, bird's nests, sea urchins and other jade delicacies sold here by big clans and wealthy families.
And it's basically the sect disciples who are buying, and obviously everyone is still very generous when it comes to eating.
"Huh?"
When passing by a shop, Yang Ji's eyes flashed and he suddenly stopped.
"Shopkeeper, what is this?"
Yang Ji walked in and pointed to a small dish of fine sand inside.
In the elegantly decorated and atmospheric shop, this small dish of dark golden fine sand was placed together with the sword, sword, and divine bow that were not ordinary at first glance, and there were two martial arts four or five level masters on both sides to take care of them, obviously the level of fine sand was very high.
"Oh, that's the mixed element golden sand!"
When the old shopkeeper saw Yang Ji, his eyes lit up, thinking that he was going to buy this:
"This is an extremely precious five-grade secret weapon. It is carefully tempered by martial arts powerhouses after collecting mixed yuan raw sand, and is specially used by strong people of five and above five times, with a certain effect of removing blood and qi, and it is the best secret weapon. - What, do you want to use it, senior brother?"
Mixed Yuan Golden Sand needs a "martial artist" with a very high realm to be stimulated. Yang Ji's strength is obviously not enough. However, there are many people in this town like Yang Ji, who come to purchase things on behalf of the senior brothers in the faction.
This old shopkeeper obviously regarded Yang Ji as one of them.
"It turns out that this thing is called Mixed Yuan Golden Sand!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, but he remembered the bag of fine sand that he had obtained from the Tianyin Sect Helmsman, half dark gold and half black, like gold and non-gold.
It's been a while since I got this thing, and I didn't care about it at the time, if it wasn't for coming to the town this time, Yang Ji wouldn't know that this thing was called "Mixed Yuan Golden Sand". It is a high-level hidden weapon.
"That bag of gold sand is half gold and half black, obviously not tempered thoroughly enough. It is estimated that the strength of that guy is insufficient, and he has not completely completed the training. β
Yang Ji said secretly. It's just that if you don't know the way, you will inevitably have to spend some effort to temper it after you know it.
"Xie Lu Xie, no need. β
Yang Ji raised his head and said to the old shopkeeper.
"That's ......"
The old shopkeeper's wrinkled face was full of disappointment:
"It doesn't matter. Take a look at it. Maybe there's something you're looking for. β
They are all disciples of the Iron Crown Sect, and the old shopkeeper doesn't dare to be too embarrassed.
Yang Ji smiled secretly in his heart, looked around, and rummaged through the store. Prepare for a while and go. Speaking from the heart, in a store of this level, there are a lot of good things that can invite a strong martial arts fourfold protection store, but none of them are what Yang Ji can afford at present.
In the dimly lit corner of the passing shop. Yang Ji stopped slightly.
"Shopkeeper, do you also sell these things?"
Yang Jiqi said.
In the corner of the store, a wooden shelf is densely packed with many things. There are broken long swords, broken bowstrings, empty quaint scabbards, some broken copper tripods, fist-sized incense burners, ....... All of them are covered with a thick layer of dust that seems to have been left unattended for a long time.
In a shop that sells high-quality materials. It seems very strange.
"Oh, that's some salvaged clutter. Some of them are obtained from the demons and cults that they have killed. Although most of them are broken, as long as you put in the effort to repair them, they can still be used. If you like something, pick and choose. β
The old shopkeeper said, his tone had become much more indifferent. Obviously, I don't really care about this kind of caution.
Yang Ji picked up a broken sword. With a flick of his fingers, the broken sword immediately buzzed and trembled, and the sound was that indistinct.
"Mixed workouts of fine iron and plain black iron. The texture of this material is very brittle, and it is very problematic to resist the impact of blood gas. No wonder it broke in two. β
Yang Ji frowned and shook his head. He put down the broken sword again.
The real situation of this batch of "goods" in the corner is much worse than what the old shopkeeper said. The general grade is generally not very high, and it is no wonder that the old shopkeeper is not so enthusiastic.
The scabbard is well done and looks like it has some origins...... , but it is made of copper. The incense burner looks exquisite, but it has some gold dust added.
Yang Ji picked up these things one by one and put them down, and the guards in the store didn't even look here, obviously not very despise this batch of goods.
Come to think of it, if it is really valuable, even if it is a broken sword, as long as it is fine iron, the store will never place it here. - The price of fine iron is never cheap.
"Buzz!"
His fingers brushed over a bundle of black scrolls hanging above the wooden frame, and Yang Ji was about to leave, when suddenly, there was a shock in his mind, and the "stone" on his brow jumped wildly.
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Yang Ji's heart shook violently, he had gotten this "little stone" in the center of his eyebrows for a long time, and this situation had never occurred.
"Boss, what's in there?"
Yang Ji suddenly turned around and asked.
"This?"
It turned out that the old shopkeeper, who was still drowsy, saw what Yang Ji was pointing to, his eyes lit up, and he was suddenly happy:
"Young man, you really have a vision. These are the most valuable things in my corner. β
The old shopkeeper bypassed the counter, smiled, and in Yang Ji's surprised gaze, he came directly to the corner, and his attitude changed one hundred and eighty degrees.
Removing the hanging scroll, the old shopkeeper took out a handful of cuts that he had brought with him, cut the rope on the scroll, and then pulled out a roll of colorful things from it.
"Painting!!"
Yang Ji exclaimed.
The old shopkeeper took out from this inconspicuous black scroll, and all he took out were precious scriptures and paintings in the martial arts world!
"Hehe, with vision, this is indeed a very precious scripture painting. β
The old shopkeeper smiled and took it out one by one.
What is the most precious thing in the whole world? It is not an elixir, not a weapon, not an immortal pet, but a martial art scripture painting. The simplest martial arts scripture painting may even split a small clan.
Yang Ji didn't expect that what was hidden in this scroll was actually a scripture painting.
But soon, Yang Ji's excited mood calmed down.
"These scriptures and paintings are all mutilated ......"
Yang Ji was silent for a while. (To be continued......)