After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

Chapter 49: Market stall (1)

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The seven sects, three sects and two houses, and the twelve cities under the control of the twelve major sects are all big cities in the Xuancang Realm.

The same is true for Fengwu City.

It is bounded by the City Lord's Mansion, divided into east and west cities, and the place where mortals are housed only occupies a small area of the east city, and most mortals will not leave this three-acre land.

Cultivators and mortals have always been distinct, mortals have their bazaars, and monks have their bazaars, so after Zheng Wan sent Aye Auntie to the market early in the morning, he took a slug and walked around to the west city—

West City has the most prosperous Moon Street in Fengwu City, and Qibao Pavilion is located on Moon Street.

"Do real people want a living map?"

Just as Zheng Wan had a snot, she was followed by a mortal child with round eyes and asked.

She glanced at the long snot under his nostril, and couldn't help but use the dust removal technique she learned last night to him: "What living map? How many?"

"Fifty yuan beads are enough."

The child carefully took a piece of yellow-brown cloth-grained wood from the cloth pocket on his back. This cloth-grained wood is still... alive and kicking

Zheng Wan couldn't help rubbing her eyes.

It has been almost a year since she came to Xuan Cangjie, and she is still not used to many things, such as the smooth and flat surface of the wooden board in front of her, which is intertwined with countless black threads, which can twist and twist like earthworms. like crawling.

"Really don't think it's ugly, you inject Yuanli into this small hole and try."

Zheng Wan followed his words and poured Yuanli into the small hole on the edge of the cloth-grained wood, but the messy and twisted threads suddenly became clear, and they turned into streets, and even the buildings on both sides of the road were clearly marked. Clearly.

She also noticed a flashing red dot on the road.

"The red dot is you, the real person. Wherever you go, the red dot will be there. If the real person wants to check the route, just look at the corresponding map. The live maps made by my brother are famous in the neighborhood .”

The toddler sniffed his nose.

Zheng Wan couldn't help but perform another dedusting technique on him. She didn't have many Yuanzhu left, and after buying this living map, there were only a dozen or so left, but—

She weighed twelve low-level primordial stones, and decided that it was rare and generous.

"Okay, let's have one."

Pay with one hand and deliver with one hand.

Zheng Wan took the live map and looked at it happily. When she touched the buildings on the roadside, the buildings stretched, broke free from the live map, and jumped around.

She looked for Qibao Pavilion again, and Bao Pavilion was not far in front, just around the corner.

When most shops were still small three-story buildings with two fronts, Qibao Pavilion rose from the ground, with six floors and eight openings. The light door face was much larger than the left and right. "Three characters, and a four-legged bronze tripod is painted beside it.

Zheng Wan spent a lot of time trying to select the new disciples. As a result, the two Yuanzhu and one volume of "Xuan Cang History" were torn apart, so she recognized at a glance that the name on the plaque The bronze tripod is Tianzun.

Is Qibao Pavilion opened by Tianzun Gate

Tianzun refiner...

No wonder so rich and powerful.

Zheng Wan raised her foot and entered the door.

"What does a real person need?"

Xiao Er came up to meet her, and when she raised her head, she was stunned when her eyes touched Zheng Wan's face. The series of words that should have been sung proficiently disappeared somehow.

"Under Yuqing's sect, run an errand for someone."

Zheng Wan handed over the task number plate, and the cold iron piece brought Xiao Er back to his soul quickly.

"Really, wait a moment."

Zheng Wan discovered that a dusty waiter in the shop was all in the middle stage, and judging by his aura, he was still in the late stage of the middle stage. While he was picking up things, Zheng Wanzai looked at the Qibao Pavilion carefully.

You can see the three sides of the shelf against the wall, the wooden threaded bottom, the pattern is exquisitely carved, and it is ingenious.

The outer side of the shelf is inlaid with crystal glass, and the grid is patchwork. Zheng Wan subconsciously thinks of the Bogu shelf in the world, but this shelf looks more elegant than Bogu shelf.

If you look carefully, you can find that the hollow pattern she thought at first is actually a huge magic circle, and there are all kinds of weird things in the grid, which looks like a section of rhinoceros horn, various stones,... magic weapon

Zheng Wan only knows that in the world of monasticism, such as puppet mirrors, which are used by monks, the lowest level is the magic weapon, and above the magic weapon, there are elemental tools and immortal tools. Each type can be divided into upper, middle and lower levels. It's a world of difference.

As for the legendary growable profound weapon—

Every time it appears, it will cause a bloodbath.

"Is the real person interested?"

Xiaoer handed over the Qiankun bag and the number plate that was similar to her but with a different pattern, and said with a pleasant smile, "I don't dare to promise anything else, but when it comes to magical artifacts, my Qibao Pavilion is the most complete."

Zheng Wan weighed his shy purse and rejected his offer.

At this moment, a hulking-backed female cultivator came in, carrying a huge package in her hand, and said to the stage, "Little Sa, come here."

The little girl named Xiao Sa greeted Zheng Wan, and hurriedly went to order the goods. One by one, the exquisite instruments and components were taken out of the package. After striding away like when he came, Xiao Sa found that the previous guests were still there.

Quite a weirdo.

I saw Zheng Wan asked in a low voice: "That senior is Tianzunmen... a device repairer?"

"yes."

Xiao Sa nodded, not used to seeing her eyes like this. People who practice Taoism, their bodies are tempered by innate energy and filled with vitality, most of them are slender and slender, and rarely have such exaggerated muscles.

"Each method of refining requires a lot of tempering. As time goes by, most of the monks I send will become... tall and powerful."

Zheng Wan said "Oh", thinking to herself, she is determined not to learn instrument repairing, maybe that's the case, the "Mo Xu Jing" suggested that there was no mention of instrument repairing at all.

Yuqingmen are ashamed of "not beautiful".

As for Danxiu, he had to start a fire to burn the furnace, and after the furnace was fired, he would fry the furnace every now and then, making his head look ashamed. Zheng Wansheng loves beauty and cleanliness, so naturally he would not consider it.

And practice array—

Thinking of the messy lines, due to the complicated calculations, he has devoted himself to various hair-planting techniques all year round but still can't avoid the formation of baldness in the elderly, Zheng Wan also gave it up.

It's better to draw talismans, a talisman pen and a stack of paper, you can practice anytime, anywhere, it sounds worry-free.

"Can I have a talisman pen and talisman paper?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

The waiter in the shop graciously took out three stacks of talisman papers and a dozen or so talisman pens, five or six of which were packed in special boxes, which cost a lot of money to see.

"Do you want yellow pattern paper, Luoxuan paper, or Yongyue paper?"

"The most common one will do."

Zheng Wan pursed her lips, her eyelashes trembling violently, and said in a low voice, "I, I... don't have any primeval stones."

The shop boy's heart also trembled, his voice softened a lot:

"If you want to buy cheaper talisman paper, you still need to go to the market. The things in Qibao Pavilion... are not cheap."

… worse.

The waiter in the store didn't know why he said such a sentence by accident, so he could only pray that the shopkeeper didn't notice on the second floor.

"Stall?"

Zheng Wan asked again, "What is a stall market? May I ask how the Qibao Pavilion calculates the price, and how does the stall market calculate the price?"

If it was only a few Yuanzhu short, she would still be willing to buy it in a big shop, at least she would be safe.

"Yellow Paper Qibao Pavilion is 500 yuan pearls per knife, one knife has a hundred pieces, and the lowest-level talisman pen also needs 50 lower-level yuan stones." Xiaoer looked at the dusty ordinary cloth skirt on the female cultivator, and even froze. No dust removal array—

It can be seen that the days are distressed.

Zheng Wan was really embarrassed. She thought that there were a lot of twelve yuan stones, but she could only buy the hair of a talisman brush.

The waiter in the shop felt so sorry for him that he even forgot about the shopkeeper, and told the female cultivator who was jerky at first glance.

"The stall market is a stall set up by the monks. Fengwu City is close to the Guixu Gate, and the Guixu Gate sword cultivator loves to travel. If he gets something and sells it to the shop, he will set up a stall by himself. As time goes on and there are more people, With the addition of many monks with some special skills, slowly, it also became a stall."

"It's just that the stalls are full of fish and dragons. It's a test of eyesight. There are unscrupulous traders who sell fish eyes as beads. However, no one likes to fake talisman papers. The real people will go without any danger. The stalls are generally lower than the shops..."

Zheng Wan was taken aback.

In the book of ghosts in Xuancangjie, every protagonist who later became popular in the world has one thing: pick up the leak.

The ones that were picked up were either fairy weapons or mysterious weapons, and this became the opportunity for the protagonist to take off.

Zheng Wan was moved.

She decided to go and have a look, and she couldn't tell... she missed it.

"Thank you."

She smiled at Xiao Er friendly, and under his dizzy gaze, she didn't buy anything and left Qibao Pavilion.

Behind him came the waiter's miserable howl of "Shopkeeper, please spare me this time, I won't dare to do it again next time", Zheng Wan didn't care, followed the live map, walked for nearly an incense stick of time, and finally arrived at the stall. When he arrived at the place, he handed over a yuan bead before being let in.

As soon as I entered, I realized that the so-called city was nothing more than a square. The square was so huge that it was divided into grids like a chessboard. There was a stall owner sitting in each grid. Something to exchange or sell.