Now that his cultivation is getting deeper, he also understands that this is a spiritual sense, and he knows that this matter is difficult to do.

Since the spiritual sense is warning, he doesn't want to just face the challenge.

The two of them walked on the Linlang market, and on both sides of the road were officially designated stalls, rectangular grids, slightly smaller than the bed boards, one next to the other, very neat.

Yan Saburo whispered: "This is no different from the market in Chunming City, I remember that Pork Liu alone occupied three stalls." "It's just that it's clean and tidy, and there's no sewage.

Chitose burst out laughing. As soon as he said this, the Linlang Market that the world longed for was suddenly not tall. "Yes, the pork he sells is not cheap. ”

Shoulder to shoulder, lively. There are all kinds of things on the stalls, and it is really varied. Yan Saburo carefully compared and found that the prices of many materials here are more than half cheaper than those of the official store.

This is also very understandable, the official store is a signboard, and the authentic products sold are guaranteed, but the Linlang Market is set up by the sellers themselves, and if you want to Taobao here, you have to test your eyesight. The rules of Sanssouci Valley also contribute to the evil of people's hearts, with a face covered and a robe, and there is no psychological burden to sell fakes.

Anyway, after the payment of the goods and money, you will not be able to find the seller if you find out that it is a fake.

However, the popularity of Linlang Market is much higher than that of the official store, and it is clear that everyone has an interest in Taobao.

Chitose was full of interest: "You say, do you want to set up a stall to have fun too?"

"Why not?" Yan Saburo rarely rejected her directly, "It's time to get down to business." ”

"You know, you won't be delayed. Chitose rolled his eyes, and suddenly pointed to a stall and said, "Hey, there is a copy of "Fu Longbo", do you want to buy it?"

Yan Saburo pointed and looked at it, his eyes slightly condensed: ""Fu Longbo"?"

This stall sells all kinds of miscellaneous items, traps, magic weapons, talismans, hidden weapons, and some that even Chitose can't understand the purpose. Of course, there are also three or four recipes sold here, and the most conspicuous position is this "Fu Longbo", which is bold in white and black, and it is difficult for passers-by to see it.

But his stall was unattended.

The location here is a bit remote, and the popularity is definitely not enough, but the reason why others don't come up to ask the price is that his things can be seen at a glance...... It's fake.

If nothing else, that "Fulongbo" looks like a fake.

Yan Saburo approached and said: "How to sell "Fu Longbo"?"

"Ten Spirit Coins!"

The stall owner's voice sounded like he was in his forties.

"Can I flip through it?" Ten spirit coins are 100,000 taels of silver, and it is already very scary for a magic recipe to be sold at this price.

The seller didn't let him touch it, so he spread the book in front of Yan Saburo and turned a few pages in a row.

The boy said very truthfully: "I can't tell the truth from the fake. ”

The other party also said very truthfully: "Let you read the whole story, do I still want to sell it?"

"That's it. Yan Saburo stood up to leave. No wonder this guy can't sell things, because they can't agree with the buyer and get into this kind of impasse.

"Hey, wait!" the man waved his hand, "do you really want to buy it?"

"If you're selling the real thing. With each other's faces covered, Yan Saburo didn't need to be polite when he spoke, "If you have a treasure like "Fu Longbo", why don't you sell it in the official store?"

This person's stall has "Fu Longbo" on the table, but no one cares about it, not because this recipe is mediocre, but because it is so famous, no one believes that the original product will appear in an inconspicuous stall.

This is especially true of this kind of packaging.

Therefore, if the seller wants to sell it smoothly, it is safest to take it to the official store for consignment.

"I want to, too, but they don't take it. The man coughed lightly, "They say the book is too rudimentary. ”

He said it implicitly, and Chitose understood it at once: "Not the original book?"

The man was silent, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Recipe books are not easy to sell.

It stands to reason that people who have learned the formula can resell it or reprint it for sale, and earn back the money from buying books, which will lead to a flood of law books on the market, and only sell cabbage prices.

In fact, it's not that simple.

The recipes that can be sold in the regular market must be the original, otherwise if you take a copy and bring it over, who knows if it has been added, deleted, or altered? Unlike ordinary books, once there is a mistake or omission, it is very easy for cultivators to go crazy.

Human life is at stake, and which seller will review the book is also extremely careful.

The "Fu Longbo" in this person's hand is self-copied at first glance, where will the official name of Qilinxuan be accepted, I am afraid of smashing my own signboard.

And the original method is usually stamped with many seals before and after. In addition to the writer's seal, the celebrities who read the book in the future will also affix their own seals to show that the circulation is orderly.

Yan Saburo's "Dragon Feeding Formula", the title page and the end add up, there are a total of thirty-eight seals, which is that it has passed through the hands of thirty-eight masters.

"That's it. Chitose shrugged his shoulders and said to Yan Saburo, "It's still ......." This kid's main spiritual power is "Dragon Feeding Formula", and it would be good if he added another copy of "Fu Longbo". He seems to have a special relationship with the word "dragon".

However, before she could say the word "forget it", she suddenly made a noise two feet away.

"Liar!" a black-robed customer strode back from the east, pointing at a stall owner and yelling, "Give me back the money!"

The stall owner was furious: "What are you talking about!"

"Let's take a look, this guy sells fakes!" the black-robed man stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, "I won't admit it when I finish selling." ”

Not to be outdone, the stall owner said: "Nonsense, I don't recognize you at all." Who are you looking for the nursery to smash the field?"

The two of them were equally loud, and Yan Saburo and Chitose glanced at each other: "Such a coincidence?"

They heard it, the stall owner was Jing Qing!

"Your Fire Palace Jade is clearly a fake, and you need two spirit coins for one piece!" the black-robed guest almost roared, "I just took it to the Amber Pavilion for identification, it's a fake!"

Amber Pavilion, like Kirin Xuan, is also the official store of the Hidden Nation.

"What's the matter with me?" Jing Qing said calmly, "I didn't sell it." ”

"You ......," the black robe was so polite that he couldn't say anything, "Okay, you wait." With that, he looked left and right.

In the Linlang Market, there are two commissioners stationed at every 30 zhang, called the guards. Their duties are, firstly, to maintain order in the market, and secondly, to provide contracts for all transactions.

The two walked back and forth to serve the market's guests.

The black-robed guest raised his eyes and looked around, just in time to see that the guard was five zhang away. In fact, there was a lot of movement here, and when the guards heard the sound, they were going here.

"Here, here!" the black-robed guest hurriedly beckoned to him.

"What's the matter?" said Yong Wei.