The stall owner on the stall should be about the same age as Xu Chen, but it seems that because he has been outside all the year round, his skin is tanned, and if he doesn't look carefully, he will think that he is very old.

The little stall owner was still carving a piece of wood in his hand with a knife, his expression was extremely engaged, and he didn't seem to care about Xu Chen's gaze at all.

"Why can't you touch it?" Xu Chen asked softly.

The stall owner didn't raise his head, and said very impolitely: "You can't afford to touch it, it's good to let you take a look!"

After all, he is young and vigorous, not to mention that he is carrying a lot of silver tickets in his arms, and when he is given a hand, Xu Chen immediately retorted: "Who said I can't afford it?

At this time, his shirt seemed to be pulled by others, Xu Chen subconsciously looked back, only to see a passerby shaking his head at him and blinking his eyes.

Although Xu Chen didn't come out of a big city, he seemed to understand something when he saw this situation, and the hand he stretched out into his arms suddenly stopped.

However, it seemed that he had experienced more of this kind of thing, and the small stall owner was a little surprised, and continued to be busy with the work in his hands seriously, ignoring Xu Chen, and not saying anything about the price.

In Xu Chen's imagination, the other party should have slaughtered himself at this time, at least he should have quoted a scary price and insulted him, but the other party did not do this, which made Xu Chen inexplicably interested in this small stall owner.

Xu Chen looked at the other party for a long time, and said with a smile: "I said! I bought this, why don't you say the price?"

Unexpectedly, at this time, the stall owner raised his head and glanced at Xu Chen, and said incredulously: "Hey, are you sick? Didn't that passer-by just tell you not to buy it? Why do you still ask?"

"Hey, you have a lot of rules, can't you ask the price?" Xu Chen said with a little annoyance. The way of business for the world's businessmen is different, but not to offend customers should always be common, who knows that today is really encountering stubble, could it be that the other party really wants to offend himself in the way of selling things to himself?

"Hmph, a thousand taels, if you want to buy it, just put the money down!"

The stall owner seemed to be accustomed to it, and even this expression of contempt for people seemed extremely professional, and in his consciousness, or in the past history, when he offered this price, the other party should leave, and leave as if he were fleeing.

However, he never expected that Xu Chen, who was opposite, really took out a silver ticket of one thousand taels from his arms and gently placed it on the stall, his face was relaxed as usual, and there was no feeling of pain at all.

At this time, more than a dozen people instantly surrounded the originally deserted stall, as if they had seen a legendary immortal, or a wronged leader who had not been seen for a hundred years.

To be honest, from a professional point of view, none of the items on this stall is worth so much money, or rather, all the things on this stall are not worth this price.

"Did you say this thing was worth a thousand taels?"

"Cut, do you think it's worth it? ”

"Isn't there something in this object that we can't see?"

"Fart! It's just a small pile of wood, and if it's worth a thousand taels, then my burning stick is worth two thousand taels!"

"It seems that this young master was slaughtered!"

"Alas, at first glance, it is from other places, and I have not seen much of the world. ”

"Well, I think so!"

There was a whisper in the crowd behind Xu Chen, no need to look back, they must have been pointing and pointing, they must have regarded Xu Chen as a stupid and rich country turtle.

However, this is not the case, no matter how stupid a person is, he knows that this wood-carved carriage is not worth the price, but the unusual reaction of the stall owner made Xu Chen interested.

Xu Chen didn't have any concept of money, and he didn't value it, he just wanted to know what the other party's reaction was for. Could it be that this little stall owner is just setting up a stall here for fun?

"Hehe, hey, this kid is really lucky, he hasn't opened for four and a half years, and he will eat for ten years once he opens!"

A young man in the crowd who has nothing to do all the year round smiled and sighed, as if he had an epiphany of some truth, he was not afraid that he would not work hard, but he was afraid that he would not meet a rich fool in this life.

Contrary to everyone's reaction, the stall owner naturally had his eyes shining, but he just glanced at the silver ticket on the stall casually, and he didn't care at all.

The disdain on his original face had long since disappeared, and he looked at Xu Chen opposite him stupidly, with affection in his eyes, not at all like he was looking at an ordinary customer, but more like looking at a lover who had been absent for a long time.

The stall owner's gaze made Xu Chen very unnatural, and he smiled and said, "Little boss, can I take this little carriage?"

Hearing Xu Chen's inquiry, the small stall owner reached out and picked up the silver ticket on the stall, and took a closer look, the silver ticket of "Jardine Yinzhuang" is used all over the country, the small stall owner smiled slightly, and it was sure that it was true, but that smile was not like the excitement of the villain, but the satisfaction of happiness to the extreme.

Seeing the birth of the world's most successful business, everyone is ready to celebrate the small stall owners.

Who knows, the small stall owner actually reached out and handed the silver ticket back to Xu Chen's hand, and said softly, "Don't sell it!"

"Huh?"

Surprises abounded, and even Xu Chen was quite shocked, but after a while, the smile on Xu Chen's face became even brighter, and he became more and more interested in the small stall owner in front of him.

"Why? Haven't you already spoken?"

Xu Chen asked with interest.

"Hmmm......"

The stall owner pondered for a while, then suddenly leaned forward and said, "Do you really think this is worth a thousand taels?"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd had already exploded, what a stinky, shameless, stupid, self-inflicted amorous and so on, but the little stall owner didn't react, as if he hadn't heard it at all, just looked at Xu Chen stupidly, waiting for an answer, his eyes were full of hope.

"Haha!"

Xu Chen laughed, he had really never seen such a shameless person, this was obviously to make Xu Chen praise him in public! Xu Chen's heart muttered, "He doesn't want to rely on this to fight for a position, right?"

Of course he can't admit it, money naturally doesn't matter, but if he really praises the other party in public, wouldn't everyone present really regard themselves as turtles?

Value ......

Xu Chen just wanted to say that it was worth a fart, so as to teach this little stall owner a lesson, of course, this is also a joke.

But who knows, Xu Chen just said the word "value", and suddenly a black shadow flashed in front of him, and he was quickly picked up and hugged in his arms by the small stall owner, and he seemed to be able to hear the small stall owner's happy sobs, "It's been four and a half years, and someone can finally see the subtlety and connotation of my works!"

At this time, Xu Chen has been dried up, but there is no problem with his sexual orientation, he knows that with the other party's dark complexion, there will probably be no problem, "Could it be that the folk customs of this capital are so free and uninhibited?"

Xu Chen naturally didn't know that the little stall owner who was holding himself had been setting up a stall here for four and a half years, although he didn't come every day, but he would definitely come back as soon as he had time, and today was the first time that someone was willing to buy his things, how could this not make him feel like he had found a confidant.

Perhaps, at this time, the picture of Yu Boya throwing the piano and Xie Zhiyin instantly appeared in the hearts of the stall owners.

However, Xu Chen really didn't mean that!

Seeing that there were more and more onlookers, and he had become a joke in the city, Xu Chen said tremblingly: "I said...... Are you going to let me go first!"

"Oh!"

The stall owner reacted at this time, and seemed to be aware of his gaffe, he cleared his throat and said, "Of course, I don't sell it, but I can give it to you!"

As he spoke, the stall owner bent down and picked up the wooden carriage, handed it to Xu Chen, and whispered, "It's just that you have to tell me your name!"

"I ...... I'm not going to buy it, okay?"

Xu Chen said with a slight stutter, but he was stunned by the goods in front of him, didn't he want to entangle it endlessly?

"No way!"

The stall owner replied solemnly, "I said it was for you, how can you say ......?"

Before the stall owner could finish speaking, a team of men with steel knives had already squeezed in from the crowd, probably attracted by the crowd.

With a look of arrogance on their faces, they came to the stall owner.

One of the leaders said sharply: "Who told you to set up a stall here? Have you registered with the yamen?"

As he spoke, he was going to pick up the things on the stall and look at them.

"Don't touch it!"

The stall owner shouted, even louder than tolerance.

"Eh!"

The tolerance was full of incredulity, in the entire eastern district of the city, which shop and stall were not allowed to give him face, if he was angry, he said that whichever shop was closed would have to be closed, and he said that he would clean up which stall he was cleaning up, parentheses, whether it was regular or not.

Today, this stunned boy dares to contradict him like this, even in front of so many people, if he doesn't come up with a killer idea, wouldn't he have no face at all. Wouldn't it be in vain to bully so many old men and old ladies, and it is even more tyrannical to have the right not to use it.

"Boy, it seems that you don't know me?" the man reached out and grabbed the stall owner by the collar, and said contemptuously, "Okay! Then I will show you that the prince has three eyes today!"

Xu Chen is just a newcomer, but when he sees such a scene, he will inevitably not think of his own experience, the experience of being bullied for ten years. What's more, he had a good impression of the small stall owner, although he may have some mental problems.

Thinking of this, Xu Chen was about to go up to stop the unreasonable behavior of that tolerance, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a trace of murderous aura, although it was not nearby, it should be in the streets and alleys not far away, but the intensity of that killing intent had spread throughout his body, that was the spiritual pressure that only a cultivator would have, and he could obviously feel that this cultivator's cultivation was far above himself.

No, it should be the highest cultivator I've ever seen.

At that moment, a sound pierced the air, and a fist-sized object pierced through the gap in the crowd and slammed into the waist.

With a scream, the man climbed to the ground.