The stall owner next door looked more like a market vendor, short and fat, smiling and amiable. But there was much more wood on his stall than the strange old man, piled up like a hill. Song Li found two kinds of wood that were not bad, barely enough to meet his requirements. Song Li had just looked at the rest of the stalls, they were all ordinary wood, even if the goods in this stall could barely catch the eye, so he simply decided to buy it here.

"This son, at first glance, you are a knowledgeable person, I have good wood here, and many alchemists in the Alchemist Guild order directly from me. You've come to me, you've come to the right place. You look at these two pieces of wood, one is a hundred years of wood, one is a hundred years of green sandalwood, this is my treasure at the bottom of the box, I easily do not introduce to him, who let me have a relationship with the son, I look at you, I feel that you are kind, if you think it is appropriate, just make a price, I will be half sold and half sent, if it is not for the eighty-year-old mother at home, there is a three-year-old child, I will give it to you directly......" The stall owner waited for so long, and it was easy to see a customer come to the door, and all his energy was transferred to his mouth, which was simply enthusiastic.

Song Li smiled and said nothing, the two so-called hundred-year-old timber he said were seventy years at most, but among the timbers in this market, they were also good. Song Li didn't bother to debunk him, it would be abnormal for a business person not to sell and boast. He didn't pay attention to the stall owner, he was churning in the pile of wood, looking for it, and he also talked about the two hundred-year-old pieces of wood that the stall owner boasted about, just when Song Li wanted to give up the idea of continuing to search, a pile of wood placed on the corner caught his attention.

The pile of wood was so ordinary, black, like charcoal. And they are irregularly shaped, and they are placed together with a pile of shiny woods of different colors, so that no one will notice them, and it is no wonder that the stall owners put them in the most inconspicuous corners.

"Millennial agarwood, the color is like coke, the shape is like gravel, the fragrance is overflowing after the fire, it is the best in the wood!" Seeing this pile of black and messy ugly wood, Song Li's mind suddenly popped up such a paragraph, which was given to him by his mother, and the above records are rare wood between heaven and earth and the rough stone that can be used as tinder materials, this thousand-year-old agarwood is one of the genius treasures, sleeping in the earth's crust for thousands of years, before it can be carbonized and formed. The combustible energy contained in it is very abundant, and it is a treasure that alchemists dream of.

Could it be that this inconspicuous pile of ugly wood is a thousand-year-old agarwood? If it were, then he would have made a lot of money today. Song Li decided that it was better to confirm it, the color was like coke, the shape was like gravel, and the two items were right, and there was a strong fragrance overflowing after the fire, if it could also be matched, then it was sure that it was a thousand-year-old agarwood.

Song Li pretended to inadvertently pick up a few pieces of wood, two of which were other woods, and took a piece of black wood with him, and said lightly: "Before trading, I always have to look at the color of the wood." ”

The stall owner saw that Song Li was not very old, and his clothes were luxurious, and at first glance he was the son and young master of a rich and noble family, and this kind of person was a fat sheep sent to the door in the eyes of the businessman. And this little guy picked up a piece of black wood, and was still pretending to say something to check the quality, obviously a layman pretending to be an insider. This black wood was just picked up by a woodcutter in the mountains and given to him as an add-on, without spending a penny, and it had been placed here for more than ten days, and no one had looked at them more. This boy actually has to test their color, it's just laughing to death. If you look at a three-year-old child, you can see that this is a scrap, right?

The stall owner secretly laughed, but there was a look of surprise on his face, and he raised his thumb and praised: "This boy is really good eyesight, and the wood in your hand is the best in my stall." ”

Song Li pretended to pick up a few pieces of wood and compare them with the sun, and then said to the stall owner, "I'll take a look at the sunlight on my back." ”

"Childe, please. The stall owner motioned to Song Li to be casual.

Song Li turned his back to the stall owner, looked around, and found that no one was paying attention to him. He silently used the Red Emperor Purple Flame Technique, stripped a trace of energy from the Emperor Fire Seed and gathered it along the meridians in the palm of his hand, urging the fire control technique, and a small purple flame immediately appeared in the palm, and then quickly put the small flame under the black wood to roast it......

The old man, who had been sleeping soundly, seemed to sense the abnormality of the energy fluctuations around him, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes shone brightly, staring at Song Li deadly!

"Obediently, what is this? This little guy's body can actually derive flames? And the energy of this flame is extremely pure and broad, continuous, poignant, and boundless!" The old man's eyes were straight, he was shocked to use his divine skills, carefully inspected the breath in Song San's body, and found that although this young man's realm was very low, it was only the early stage of the second layer of qi induction, but there was another mysterious and vast energy in his body, with this old man's extensive knowledge and knowledge, he didn't know what kind of energy it was! I only know that the attribute is fire, no wonder his body can derive flames, it turns out that this is the case.

It stands to reason that only the Origin Flame can derive flames on its own, but the old man can't believe that there is actually a Origin Flame in a person's body. Even a great master at the peak of the Jindan Stage, like him, couldn't withstand the vast and boundless energy surge of the Origin Flame, right? This little guy was only the second layer of Qi Extraction, how could he do it? So the old man immediately denied this idea. If he knew that not only did the Origin Flame exist in Song Sansan, but he was also the most domineering Emperor of Ten Thousand Flames in the Origin Flame, would the worldview he had formed over hundreds of years collapse immediately?

Song Li didn't notice that someone next to him had seen his secret, so he put the small purple flame under the black wood and roasted it for a while, and he smelled a smoky fragrance in his nose, which was exactly the same as the one recorded, "Strong, pure, with a long aftertaste, and intoxicating." ”

"Great! I didn't expect to find a big treasure by accident!" Song Li was overjoyed in his heart, and he quickly collected the flames with the help of fire control, and he was calm on the surface, without revealing any flaws. Of course, he didn't know that his biggest secret had been revealed by the strange old man next door.

The thousand-year-old agarwood, a treasure that alchemists dream of, since Song Li was fortunate enough to encounter it, he must have killed it and never let it go. However, he knew that these businessmen were monkey spirits, and if he showed a little interest in thousand-year-old agarwood, the boss would definitely feel that it was a strange commodity to live in, and he would undoubtedly sit on the ground and raise the price. So Song Li directly threw away the piece of black wood, frowned, and said, "What kind of thing, I actually accidentally picked up such a ghost thing, wasting time." ”

The stall owner originally thought that he could sell the pile of ugly wood to Song Li, as long as he gave some money, he was ready to sell, but placing it on the stall would affect the city's appearance too much, and directly lowered the grade of his stall. I didn't expect this son to be knowledgeable, so he threw it back directly.

"Don't mind, son, don't look at this pile of wood that doesn't look good, but it's good wood. The people from the Alchemist Guild came to order with me, but I was reluctant to give them to them. Who let me have a relationship with your son, I think you have a unique wealth and nobility when I look at you, I can also get a little blessing by looking at you, and you can also be prosperous if you have a good word, this pile of wood you think about it carefully, it is indeed a good thing...... Those who don't know the goods, naturally can't see their magic, Son, I believe you are a person who knows the goods, look at your eyes, the divine light is shining, and you can't look away......"

The stall owner really wanted to sell this pile of ugly wood to Song Li, so he talked a lot, and his eagerness was overflowing.

Song Li laughed secretly, thinking that what you said was right, your son-in-law and I do know the goods, and this pile of ugly wood is indeed a treasure that alchemists dream of, but I don't tell ordinary people about him.

He naturally knew that the stall owner was just in a hurry to sell these ugly woods when he said this, after all, it really affected harmony when placed with a pile of good-looking wood.

Song Li smiled faintly and said: "I want seventy-year-old wood, seventy-year-old green sandalwood, forget about this pile of waste, don't look at me when I'm young and want to fool me, I won't eat you." Tell me, how much do these two piles of wood cost?"

The stall owner's face fell suddenly, and people could even tell the exact year of the wood and sandalwood, but he also felt that this young man was illiterate, and boasted to others about what kind of best wood for a hundred years. However, he was a businessman after all, and his skin was much thicker than that of ordinary people, so he was only slightly ashamed and immediately returned to normal. gave a thumbs up and praised: "The prince is a true expert, let's take it." These two piles of good timber, I will have to pay a sky-high price on others, since the prince wants to buy it, you can give 200,000 gold coins. ”

The stall owner also knew the times, knowing that this young man was an expert, and there was nothing vain in the price, and these two piles of timber more than 70 years old were indeed worth the price.

Song Li shook his head with a smile and said: "I only gave 170,000 gold coins for these two piles of wood, if you think it's okay, let's pay with one hand and deliver it with the other." If you don't think so, I'll go back to another house. ”

The stall owner was suddenly anxious, and said with a bitter face: "Son, you can also let me make some money, this price is too ruthless, selling 170,000 yuan to you is equivalent to me working in vain, and I can't make a single child...... You should understand that I didn't produce these goods myself, but I also want to take them from other people......"

At first, he thought that Song Li was a fat sheep sent to the door, but now he realized that he was an expert with eyes like a torch, not to mention making money, it would be good if he didn't lose money. These two piles of wood were indeed brought by him for 170,000 gold coins, plus various expenses for transportation and preservation, the cost was about to approach 180,000, and Song Li returned it to 170,000 when he opened his mouth, which shows that he not only has a unique vision, but also understands the market very well.

"I just want you to say a good word, okay or not, if it doesn't work, I'll go to another house. An impatient look appeared on Song Li's face, and he was about to leave.

"Don't mind, Son, you stay, stay. The stall owner still had a bitter face, and arched his hand: "My lord, you can let the little one eat, it's not easy for me to drag the family." Otherwise, you give 180,000 gold coins, and I will use this pile of fine black wood as an add-on, buy one get one free, what do you think?"