Chapter 10 (1/2)
When this sentence was said, a circle of people looked in the direction of speaking, ”is this man here to stir up the situation?” Thinking.
Shen Ruiling also looked at the outermost man. He was not very old. He might be younger than Shen Ruiling. At first glance, he looked ordinary, pale, childish, and haggard. His dress was quite ordinary, his Taoist robe was broken and dirty, and his strength was like practicing Qi. He was not conspicuous in the crowd.
Shen Ruiling took a closer look. Isn't this the young man he noticed last time in the casual repair stall area?
After Shen Ruiling looked at it curiously and carefully, Shen Ruiling found that the man's temperament was quite different. Shen Ruiling couldn't say anything about his temperament, just a little like his grandfather's persistent alchemy.
Seeing a group of people looking at themselves, the young man timidly shrunk, looked pale and whispered:
”Well... If I can't, can I add another piece?”
The silk man who had offered 220 yuan earlier saw the young man and scolded:
”Zhao Jie, what are you doing here? You still have more than 200 holy stones. It's good if you have a small change. Don't hinder me from doing business here. Go... Go... Go...”
The young man was scolded by the satin man. His face turned red and shrank back, but when he saw the batch of materials, he summoned up the courage to look up at the satin man and said,
”I have! Didn't you say that whoever bids high will go to him? ”
The satin man looked at the young man strangely and thought:
”The poor man is rich. He dares to challenge me today. He's bold, isn't he?”
”Two hundred thirty dollars.” Cried the satin man.
The people in the next circle are experts. This is a loss making business. Many people are surprised by the price.
”Two hundred and thirty dollars, can you be taller than me? If you can have one more piece than me, it's yours. I won't increase the price. ” The satin man looked at the man named Zhao Jie playfully.
The young man, a burst of embarrassment, touched his ragged Taoist robe, and his face became more pale. People with clear eyes can see that he doesn't have so many spirit stones.
”No, I'll raise the price here for a little money. This is where you can come. If you don't go, I'll beat you.” The brocade man scolded proudly.
He turned around again and shouted:
”Two hundred and thirty dollars. Is there anyone else to add?”
A group of people were silent and understood the loss making business.
Looking at no response, he turned his face and said with a smile:
”Little brother, how about 230 yuan?”
Seeing that the transaction was about to succeed, the young man was anxious and cried:
”The legs of this soul eating tarantula can be refined into a third-order spirit weapon. You can't refine it. What's the use of it? It's only a violent thing. You might as well leave it to me?”
Soul eating tarantula, the word attracted Shen Ruiling's attention, opened the silk man next to him and walked to the young man. The silk man next to him looked at the young man in a daze.
”Do you know this monster?”
Seeing Shen Ruiling approaching, the young man stepped back in a panic and whispered:
”Yes, this kind of monster is very rare. It lives in a pool with strong aura and can also send out divine attack.”
As soon as Shen Ruiling compared with him, he immediately looked up at the young man.
The satin man immediately came to me and said with a smile:
”Don't listen to this boy's crazy words. This boy is a casual practitioner here. He used to learn to refine weapons with his master. His master died a few years ago, and he was the only one left. He knew to refine weapons when he couldn't do anything. He always said he was a second-class and top-grade tool refiner.
Last time, I tried to make a second-class magic weapon back to the second-class inferior. I lost the Lingshi to finish it. Another time, he turned a knife into a sword.
Often pick up some useless things from some places, and then take them back to ponder and refine some second-class inferior magic tools to make a living. ”
Hearing the man speak ill of himself, the young man hurriedly explained:
”You don't have vision, and the last time the man practiced Qi Level 2. How could he use the second-order middle-class magic tools? I simplified it for him, which is just suitable for his cultivation, and even let me lose money.”
Shen Ruiling was also funny to hear that there was such a tool refiner. But the other party told the origin of the monster at a glance. He should have some real skills. Shen Ruiling thought for a moment.
Turned to the satin man and said:
”I'm sorry, Taoist friend. I'm going to sell this batch of materials to that Taoist friend. I've been disturbed before. Well, how about going to the Taoist friend's stall to buy something?”
The satin man saw that Shen Ruiling suddenly changed his mind. His face was ugly for a while, and his eyes stared at the young man. His eyes were about to spray fire. A business that was about to become so yellow.
Looking at Shen Ruiling, he smiled helplessly:
”Taoist friends are free. If you don't sell it, you won't sell it, but I'm afraid you'll lose everything if you sell it to that person.”
Shen Ruiling can only nod and don't speak.