Out of the cave, Ding Xing followed Meng Qiao's to the small market.

Place is not far away.

In the center of the winery, there are several mountain peaks connected by rings, and the law enforcement hall, recruitment hall, and spirit beast hall on the estate are all piled up on the mountain, and the valley surrounded by mountains is opened up into a small trading market.

When Ding Xing first came to the winery, the first stop was the Spirit Beast Palace, and the back of the mountain in this hall was where Xiaoji was located, and he had already had a close contact with Xiaoji at that time, but unfortunately he had no mana and couldn't see the details of the valley clearly, so he passed by.

On the path between the gardens, after detouring for most of the hour, the valley was already in sight.

Ding Xing was a mile away, and he could hear the noise coming from the market in the valley.

These days are the end of the year, Zhuang people have worked hard for a year, have a good harvest, and it is time to buy a batch of satisfactory treasures for themselves or their families.

The atmosphere of the market is very warm, and Ding Xing is also quite looking forward to it.

He entered the valley with Meng Qiao, and the first thing he saw at the foot of the mountain on the edge of the valley were the attics that stood from the ground, and these attics were all two or three stories high.

Meng Qiaoshi said: "It is a public-run shop, and it is open all year round!"

She pointed her finger over: "In the future, you have to refine magic weapons, make talismans, anyway, other methods other than brewing, as long as you need it, you can buy what you want in these shops." ”

The term "public family" actually refers to the old-timers of the village, who monopolized the operation of the shop and did not allow other villagers to get involved in other businesses other than winemaking.

This practice is not only for the purpose of eating alone, but also to prevent the villagers from using two things and delaying the harvest of the orchard.

Don't look at these predecessors Tongzhen Jinlu Winery, they still have Shangzong in charge, and they regularly have to offer a certain amount of spiritual wine to Shangzong, dare to pay less tribute, the light ones go to the mortal world, and the heavy ones raid the family and destroy the clan.

Ding Xing nodded in agreement, he actually understood what Meng Qiaoshi said.

These shops are open all year round, but they are too expensive and not so varied to meet the needs of the villagers, so they open a new market once a month.

At the end of each year, the market hours are extended, and the whole month before Chinese New Year's Eve is the trading period.

The bazaar is set up on the flat land of the valley and allows the villagers to buy and sell on their own.

The 'Gongjia' only sent people to draw a line of stalls, and a dozen rows were neatly arranged in the valley, and if the villagers wanted to sell their treasures, they would make their own mobile stalls and sell them in the market.

There is freedom to buy and sell, and there is no need to pay additional fees, and the 'public' only maintains order, and does not interfere with anything else.

After three hundred years of operation, the small market of Jinlu Xianzhuang has become quite large-scale, with all kinds of buying and selling, and most of the commonly used items in the immortal cultivation world of the Great Wei Kingdom are circulated.

At the same time, it is also a transit point for news dissemination.

After Ding woke up and entered the set, his ears were full of noisy noises.

Except for bargaining, the rest is all small talk.

"Which sect is going to fight?", "Which patriarch is going to cross the catastrophe?", "Which man of the hour has killed the demon and eliminated the demon?", "Which outlaw has wandered to the country to make waves?"

From Kingdom events to personal matters.

"Whoever has raised the price of spirit wine, and Li Lingzhi has harmed his relatives!" 'So-and-so found an unknown wild spirit fruit outside the village and was selling it at the stall!'

"Whoever has a new breakthrough in the cultivation of the third son of the family, is the rising star of the most promising advanced Xuanfetus in the village, hurry up and prepare a generous gift!"

In fact, it is no different from the mortal world.

Maybe it's because of the family, in such a bazaar, everyone's chat content is nothing more than high-minded talk and parents' shortcomings.

Ding Xing and Meng Qiaoshi were walking between the stalls, when they suddenly heard a female voice shouting at them: "Sister-in-law Meng, I know that you are also going to the market today, so I have occupied a stall for you!"

This female voice comes from a young female cultivator, who is taller than the average man, she is also dressed as a male cultivator, with a crown on her head, wearing a tight black suit, her temperament looks clean and neat, but she has also lost the delicate and gentle of a woman.

Meng Qiaoshi immediately moved over: "Changjun, I am about to move to Shijing Tea House, today I only choose gifts, there is nothing to sell!"

After speaking, he beckoned to Ding Xing and made an introduction: "He is Ding Xing of the orange garden, there is only one grandfather in the family, and he was transferred to the north by Shangzong, and he lives a lonely life like you, in the future, the two of you will take care of each other, let him use the stall!"

The female cultivator named Changjun waved her hand: "Okay, just give it to him!"

The words were happy, but he retorted to Meng Qiaoshi: "I am lonely, but I am not bitter! Sister-in-law Meng, don't talk nonsense!"

It's all lonely, aren't you bitter?

Meng Qiaoshi smiled secretly in his heart and did not reply.

She pulled Ding Xing and said: "Ah Xing, her name is Meng Changjun, and your Uncle Meng is a cousin within five suits, she has just moved from the Thousand Hammer Furnace Village, she will take care of my family's vineyard in the future, she is eight years older than you, you can call her aunt, you can also call her sister, she has a rough temperament, a little careless, but she has a good heart, and she can go to her when she encounters problems!"

After telling him like this, Meng Qiaoshi turned around and left, and went to the side stall to choose a gift for himself.

On the way here, Ding Xing told Meng Qiaoshi that he was going to sell a batch of 'Liuxia Wine', but he was afraid that he would come late and would not be able to grab the stall, so he didn't expect to be given one by this 'Meng Changjun'.

Ding Xing was very happy, and first hugged his fists and saluted: "Thank you Sister Changjun for giving the little brother a booth, but the little brother is disrespectful, and there will be a place for the little brother in the future, just open your mouth." ”

If he is not called an aunt, it will lower his rank.

Anyway, there are no blood relatives on both sides, so it's no problem to call the girl directly.

Meng Changjun grinned with silver teeth: "At a young age, what adults say is really good! But we are orchard neighbors, and we will use you more places in the future, so don't complain about it then!"

"It's not bitter, it's not bitter! We are helping each other, as long as you don't feel that the little brother is troublesome, the little brother will never shout bitter!" Ding Xing flicked his cuffs after speaking, took out a large wine vask, put it directly at the stall, and hung out the sign prepared in the cave house earlier.

'Flame Liuxia Wine!Jinlu Winery Bigu's No.1 Wine!It can be sold as a whole, and it costs 20 lower-grade spirit stones in one jar!'

Meng Changjun glanced at the sign, immediately flipped through the palm of his hand, took out a bag of spirit stones, and threw it to Ding Xing: "Bring me a vat first, and ask you to open it!"

Ding Xing listened to it and thought to himself that this sister was so generous, which made him feel intimate all of a sudden.

He didn't refuse, Chu Bao had eight vasks of Liuxia wine in his sleeve, he was ready to sell them all, Ding Chenzhi would sell a batch of Liuxia at the market at the end of the year every few years, and now Ding woke up to sell it, it was not abnormal, this was the ancestral inheritance of the inheritance.

After handing over the spirit wine, Ding Xing took a look at Meng Changjun's stall and placed a bunch of strangely shaped magic weapons, as well as a batch of bamboo slips and books.

Ding Xing adheres to the way of intersecting with courtesy, and the other party buys his own vat of wine, and he also wants to buy the other party's treasures of equal value.

He glanced at the sign introducing the bamboo slips, and at a glance noticed the words "Ancient Brewing Ancient Recipe".