Qing Huan took out the Qi Nourishing Pill, the Spirit Attracting Pill, a few Gathering Spirit Grasses, Condensing Grass and so on from the Qiankun bag, and asked the shopkeeper to estimate her separately.

The pawnshop shopkeeper's eyes are shining, and he is gearing up, this is more than a big business, and in the face of injustice, the principle of businessmen is: do not slaughter white, do not slaughter.

"A thousand spirit stones. ”

"Three thousand. ”

"That's good, give you five thousand. ”

Don't look at the amount is okay, but in fact, the black-hearted merchant saw that Qing Huan had no concept of this, and said that the number was larger, but he didn't mention it, the three or five thousand in his mouth were just low-grade spirit stones, and a thousand lower-grade spirit stones could be fused, which was equivalent to a medium-grade spirit stone.

Not to mention the things in Qing Huan's hands, they are from Bai Huaixian, all of them are superb.

This business can only be described in two words, that is: blood loss.

Qing Huan didn't realize that he had been cheated, and he was still in a daydream of making a fortune and was complacent.

Now that her purse is bulging, she can start her grand career.

If you want to ask, what is the grand cause, then Qinghuan will tell you that she has always had three dreams: go to the casino, enter the green building, rob the poor and help the rich, ahhh

Flower steps willow market, the red, pink and green buildings that do not see day and night, and the cockfighting horses, the casino of the pheasant Hulu, are all described as a place of bliss in the book, which deeply arouses Qinghuan's curiosity.

"This girl came at the right time, and she just arrived yesterday with the best Liuyun brocade, which is the most popular style at the moment. The shopkeeper of the silk shop was unusually enthusiastic, and seeing that she did not react much, he turned over a few well-dyed satins from the bottom, and whispered in her ear: "This is the best goods, as the saying goes, people pick clothes, but this clothes are also picked, if it is not for the appearance of the girl, I will not want to take it out." ”

Qinghuan was full of sycophants, she looked at the red, green, purple, pink and blue, sighed shallowly, and finally turned out a bamboo moon white material from this pile of flowers, and said, "This is good." ”

The shop of the silk shop reacted very quickly: "It turns out that the girl likes to be plain, this horse is good, the bamboo moon is white, like the moonlight in the bamboo forest, very elegant, I don't know what style the girl wants to make, the gauze robe, the long skirt, the moon skirt, the Xuejuan skirt, or the cloud goose costume?"

"Can you make it into men's clothing?" Qing Huan said.

"Oh?" the shopkeeper was surprised, and said, "The girl wants to give it away?"

She shook her head slightly and smiled: "Definitely, I wear it myself." ”

Only then did the shopkeeper understand her original intention, it turned out that the girl wanted to dress as a man.

This is the cultivation realm, naturally not like the mortal world needs to be cut and sewn by yourself, the store is proficient in this way, using spells, brushing a few times, a set of bamboo moon white men's robes will be formed.

"Girl, the robe you want, three medium-grade spirit stones. ”

Qing Huan made a change of clothes, changed into this men's clothes, made a full set of plays, and changed the hairstyle of "hanging bun".

She took out three spirit stones from her money bag and put them on the table, feeling in a good mood.

After seeing the spirit stones, the shopkeeper of the silk shop said with a straight face: "This girl, it is three medium grades, you..." He flicked the spirit stones on the table, "But it is inferior." ”

Qing Huan was stunned, she forgot for a moment that the spirit stones were divided into upper, middle and lower grades, opened the money bag, and asked, "Shop, is there a medium-grade spirit stone here?"

The shopkeeper took a look, shook his head in denial, and said: "That's it, a thousand lower grade can be worth one medium grade, and there are three medium grade spirit stones in this dress, and it is also feasible for you to count three thousand lower grade spirit stones for me." ”

Qing Huan looked at his originally heavy money bag, which was much less, and his heart was dripping blood, thinking: I really don't know firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, a piece of clothing can be so expensive.

At this time, Qing Huan never expected that she had just come out of the silk shop and was targeted.

It turned out to be the pawnshop shopkeeper, and he saw that Qinghuan was a little girl who had no one to protect, but there were so many good things in the Qiankun bag, and the thief's heart was big for a while, and he was ready to rob her of a vote.

But this time the thief he sent out was not a bold man, and it was the first time to commit a crime, and he followed his prey for a long time, but he didn't find a chance to start.

Qing Huan inquired early, on West Street, there is a red hall, called Wenqingju, which is the most popular fireworks place in the entire Lost Valley City.

It just so happened that when she arrived, it was getting dark, and West Street was much more lively than during the day.

Qinghuan sacrificed the "Snow Cloud Fan", the brush was unfolded, the fan was dragged in the air, and it was closed in the palm of the hand, although it was a little exaggerated and pretentious, but it was also to hide his nervousness.... Well, excited.

Warm home, although the name of the house, is the combination of several courtyards, the front looks, the red lantern hangs high, the gauze brocade cloth into the eyes, the fat powder fragrance is fragrant, the pearls everywhere, the festive with a little cheesy, can enter this warm house, that is another feeling, the small bridge flowing water into the door, three steps of a pavilion, five steps to see the pavilion, there are more winding paths and quiet paths, when you are lucky, you can also hear the lingering piano sound float out.

The so-called appreciation of elegance and vulgarity.

Qing Huan saw this kind of battle for the first time, avoiding the crowd and walking against the wall, and when he saw a man and woman hugging each other, he hurriedly covered his eyes with a fan.

The front yard of the warm house is used to pick up guests, if you just want to listen to a little song, drink two sips of wine, and sit down in the front yard, if it is... I have my own mother Sang to arrange.

Qing Huan moved step by step, and was just about to approach the door of the front yard, when suddenly, a woman fell from the sky and threw herself directly into her arms.

I saw that the woman was holding Qing Huan's arm and didn't let go, and said in a voice that didn't pay for her life to the man who was chasing after her and didn't know where to come out: "Gongzi Qin, it's not that Xiaoxiao deliberately didn't accompany you, it's really that Xiaoxiao's time today has been covered by this son." ”

When Qing Huan heard this, he coughed twice, this is a bloody plot that can't be written in a book.

She turned sideways without leaving a trace, but she didn't expect this little woman named Xiao Xiao to pounce directly, and said in a coquettish voice: "Childe, do you want to say something?" and lowered her voice again, in a voice in her ear that only the two of them could hear, "Please help me get rid of this person." ”

When Qing Huan heard this, the heart of the heroine was burning, and when she saw that the road was uneven, she should draw her sword to help, and she helped with this help.

The son surnamed Qin saw that Qinghuan looked very easy to deal with, with a hideous face, he walked up to her with a slick face, and said disdainfully: "Where did the little white face come from, he dared to rob people with the master, ruined the good things of the master, and made you unable to eat and walk around." ”

A small guy behind him scolded: "Don't hurry up and get out, don't toast and don't eat and drink." ”

Qing Huan snorted coldly: "What if I want to taste the taste of this punishment wine." ”

"You!" Qin Gongzi sacrificed a knife, the knife exuded a lot of resentment, presumably this person has a lot of grievances under the knife, "Then let you be the ghost under the knife of this oolong knife today, I want to see that you don't have this body, but you can still be romantic." ”