On this day, the weather was fine, cloudless, and the sun was so bright that it made people feel better.
Yuan Zhan left the temple and walked into the square with a rattan basket on his back and dozens of packs of hemostatic powder.
Because the Temple Square is located in the center of the Sound City, all the streets surround it. As long as the weather is good on weekdays, the square can be said to be the busiest place in the Sound City.
Interestingly, the square is divided into rice-shaped streets, and each street has its own characteristics. Perhaps under conscious arrangement, the square has also been divided into several parts.
These lands are not equally divided, but there is no confusion in each land. The civilian trading area is where civilians are doing business, the slave trading area is only selling slaves, and all food-related areas are concentrated in one place. There are also people doing business in the aristocratic area, but what they sell are Yuanjing jewelry, bone vessels, potions, and some weird stone puppets. Generally, priests and god servants will come here. In addition, there are special venues for singing and musical instruments, and outsiders also have a special trading site.
Although there is no confusion in the various trading areas, because they are all concentrated in the square, everyone is scattered in a circle, there is no obvious distinction between primary and secondary, high and low, and there are no walls or other obstructions, which allows anyone to trade in any area. Hang out and make deals.
"Only from this point can we see that the ruler of Yincheng is very intelligent and relatively enlightened." Yan Mo sincerely praised.
"Our Jiuyuan will be better." Yuan Zhan found an open space in the outsider's territory and sat down.
The things sold in the outsider area are probably the most miscellaneous. They have everything, but there are also a lot of people who come to shop.
"You should spread a piece of cloth or animal skin on the ground, put some herbs and potion-making tools on it, and then stand up and yell loudly..." Yan Mo cleared his non-existent voice, and yelled solemnly: "Look, look, the world The best trauma medicine, you don’t need to know it, once you use it, you will be shocked, and you will regret buying it, if it doesn’t work, I’ll take care of it!”
Yuan Zhan was silent for two seconds, "Should I take another knife, cut it on my arm when someone comes over, and then sprinkle the medicine powder, so that people can clearly see the effect of the medicine?"
Yan Mo praised, "Not bad! You have grasped the essence of selling dog skin plasters in the rivers and lakes. If things go on like this, you will definitely dominate the world."
"...I don't understand what you're saying."
"I speak the common language!"
"Besides, if I don't understand, your right thigh will also belong to me."
"Go away!"
The two were laughing and cursing in their heads, and Yuan Zhan was able to keep an expressionless face from the beginning to the end. However, he also adopted the first half of Yan Mo's opinion... Without cloth and animal skins, he simply raised a stone platform about calf height from the ground.
He can spawn herbs on the spot. He doesn’t know how to process herbs, so they all keep their freshness during the vigorous period. In order to prevent the plants that have been spawned from being sunburned by the sun due to lack of water and soil, he also specially uses the roots of those plants in a relatively nearby place. The wet soil is wrapped and placed on the stone platform.
Yan Mo looked at Le, and randomly instructed him to turn the root-wrapped soil into a flowerpot shape. The trick is to get wet inside and dry outside. As a result, the medicinal herbs that were spawned immediately became more upscale, and they looked particularly energetic when placed on the stone platform.
Yuan Zhan also sorted the plants according to their growth height, with the shortest ones in the front row and the tallest ones in the last row. In this way, this small stone platform becomes particularly conspicuous and tidy.
In fact, Yuan Zhan made a stone platform rise silently from the ground, which is enough to make people around accidentally look sideways. When those who pay attention to him find that he can not only control the soil, but also control the growth of plants, the mouth is so wide that the jaw will fall.
However, those who can come to the upper city basically have some knowledge. They were surprised at first, but soon returned to normal.
It was probably the first time I saw plants in "flower pots". This small booth soon attracted many inquiries from customers.
Yuan Zhan quickly sold two pots of flowering herbs, honeysuckle and winter jasmine, but the hemostatic drug was not sold at all, because his asking price was too high, and others shook their heads when they heard it.
The third pot sold was still the flowering plant Prunella vulgaris. When Yuan Zhan saw that the flowering plants were selling well, he pushed out all the flowering plants that hadn’t flowered but could bloom. Bowl.
At this moment, a round-faced middle-aged soldier walked over with two subordinates smiling, "My lord, hello, foreign guests must obtain permission if they want to trade in Yincheng. It only takes thirty first-level coins a day."
Yuan Zhan didn't talk too much, and quickly counted out thirty first-level coins and handed them to the round-faced middle-aged soldier.
After receiving the money, the round-faced warrior took out a wooden sign and stuck it on Yuan Zhan's stone platform. The hard stone platform was like sticking tofu. After inserting it, he saluted Yuan Zhan and wanted to bring someone leave.
"Hey, that soldier, do you need trauma medicine? The effect is very good, you can try it on the spot." Yuan Zhan raised his voice.
The round-faced soldier retracted his legs and turned his head, a strange look flashed in his eyes, "How do you know I'm injured?" He thought he was covering it up well.
"The smell of blood." Yuan Zhan replied.
The round-faced soldier suddenly said, "Thank you, no need, I have medicine."
The original battle statue didn't hear the other party's rejection, "Try, don't want your Yuanjing coin."
The round-faced soldier laughed, and turned around, "Okay, then I'll try." He wasn't afraid that this tall tribal man would harm him, as there were so many people watching here.
Yuan Zhan took out a small packet of medicinal powder from an animal skin package placed on the stone platform. The medicinal powder was packed in a small wooden bottle with a cork on the mouth of the bottle.
"After stimulating the properties of this bottle of medicine powder, sprinkle it evenly on your wound, don't waste it." Yuan Zhan threw out the small wooden bottle.
The round-faced soldier took one hand and received it.
"Head?" The two young warriors approached the round-faced warrior worriedly.
The round-faced middle-aged soldier waved to them, and pulled off his coat in the street. Inside was a circle of coarse cloth wrapped around his waist, and the front of the coarse cloth was stained with a layer of blood.
The round-faced warrior asked two of his men to help him, and untied the coarse cloth covering the wound, revealing the wound that looked like it had been scratched deeply by a wild beast.
The color of the wound is still good, but the blood is still oozing out, which proves that the medicine he used before is not very effective.
The round-faced soldier looked at his wound and cursed in a low voice. After taking the wooden bottle to stimulate the medicinal properties of the medicine inside, he bit open the cork and was about to pour the powder from the wooden bottle onto the wound without much hesitation.
"Wait!" Yuan Zhan frowned.
The round-faced soldier paused his hands, his expression changed slightly, "Why, what's the problem?"
"If you apply the medicine while standing like this, you will waste the medicine powder. My medicine powder is very precious. We, Mo Wu, are sorry for wasting it. Lie down and let your subordinates help you."
Since the round-faced warrior exposed his wound and accepted the wound medicine, it was also because he knew that the medicine he bought before had no effect. If Yuan Zhan didn't stop him, he would go to the noble trading area, where he could buy To better wound medicine.
But now that there is a wound medicine that he can try without spending Yuanjing coins, of course he would prefer to choose this side.
The round-faced fighters lay down as promised. They are all powerful fighters who can lie down and sleep in the snow wrapped in animal skins. Naturally, they don't care whether the ground is clean or not.
People gathered around to watch the excitement, and everyone was very interested in the wound medicine brought by this new outsider.
One of the round-faced men took the wooden bottle, checked with the round-faced warrior again, and then carefully poured the medicinal powder onto his wound.
"Hiss!" The round-faced soldier's muscles trembled, and he gasped in pain.
The subordinate who gave him the medicine was taken aback, "Boss, are you alright?"
The round-faced soldier gritted his teeth and tried his best not to cry out.
The young soldier who applied the medicine was about to stand up and question Yuan Zhan, but fell silent after sweeping the wound on the round-faced soldier's abdomen.
Another young soldier was worried about the round-faced soldier, and wanted to keep Yuan Zhan from running away, so he was so busy that he didn't know what to do.
Yuan Zhan sat there, continued to pinch his flower pot and played, not caring much about the round-faced warrior's reaction.
But Yan Mo kept paying attention to the round-faced warrior, "It's working, the bleeding has stopped."
Only then did Yuan Zhan look up at the round-faced warrior. When he saw the distorted expression on the other side's face, he couldn't help but wonder, and asked directly, "It hurts?"
The round-faced warrior nodded with difficulty.
Yuan Zhan saw how miserable he was in pain, and immediately asked Yan Mo in his heart: "Why is he in so much pain?"
"It shouldn't hurt at first, but with the addition of my exfoliated flesh, 80% of the ordinary anti-inflammatory and hemostatic drugs have now become special drugs for anti-inflammatory, hemostatic, and muscle-building. Special drugs can stimulate wound cells to heal quickly. It's normal to hurt a little bit, and people grow taller quickly. , legs and knees are still hurting."
"Would it be this painful for your body to return to life?" This is the focus of his concern.
That's why I sneaked onto you. The moment my body reacted, the pain almost drove me out of my wits.
"silent?"
"It hurts."
"Can you feel pain in my body?"
"It's going to be a lot weaker, but still feel it."
Yuan Zhan finally felt relieved, "Then you can wait until your body is fully grown before going back."
"It depends on the situation." It seems that it is not good for the soul to leave the body for too long
The round-faced soldier couldn't stand the pain, and couldn't help asking Yuan Zhan, "Why does it hurt so much? Is this medicine for wounds, or poison?"
"The bleeding has stopped." Yuan Zhan pointed out the facts.
The round-faced soldier could not easily look at his abdomen, so he looked at the subordinate who was applying medicine to him.
The young soldier nodded quickly. The people who watched the fun also hooked their heads to look at it. Seeing that the blood really stopped, they all let out a sigh.
The round-faced soldier motioned to his subordinates to help him up. After standing up, he looked down at his injured abdomen and said, "How much medicine do you have? I want it all!"
"One bottle, one level five coin."
"It's too expensive, I want a level 4 coin."
Yuan Zhan smiled at the round-faced soldier and ignored him.
With this best example of a drug tester, the spectators around him also began to ask Yuan Zhan about the price. Everyone generally responded that the drug was too expensive.
Yuan Zhan insisted that a bottle of five-level coins would not let go. Anyway, everyone has seen the effect, and those who really need it will naturally come to trade.
Soon, some outsiders who looked like traveling merchants came to greet him, people who looked like nobles also came, and the god servants also walked over, but the god servants were not ashamed to buy medicine directly, so they only bought the herbs they needed .
Throughout the ages, the most feared and loved thing about all commodities is being looted by others, but three or four people expressed their desire to wrap up the wound medicine at the same time, and the crowds watching are no longer just watching, as long as they have ample money, they all want to get a bottle Save it just in case. And the more people shouting prices, the more people saw the bustle and gathered around.
The first thing many people did when they heard about the efficacy of the medicine was to see the round-faced warrior's belly, and the round-faced warrior kept his wounds exposed to ensure that the medicine was really all right.
"Yeah, did a membrane grow on the wound?"
"It was still bleeding before. I saw it with my own eyes. Now it's not bleeding at all, and the wound has been closed. This medicine is really good."
"Do you see that wound looks like it was scratched by some animal?"
"Anyway, it's not like a woman caught it."
"Hahaha!" Many people watching the excitement laughed.
The round-faced warrior is more open-minded, and doesn't care much about people making fun of him. When someone asks him what animal scratched him, he will laugh at himself: "The cat slave I bought is disobedient, with strong claws, and it's too late to sleep. He was scratched by her, and he even ran away."
"Your catman also ran away? I heard that the catman cub just bought by the eighth-level fighter Lan He's family is also missing."
Everyone's topic gradually shifted. When Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo heard the word "cat man", their attention automatically increased, but they hadn't talked for a while before they were interrupted by shouts from nearby.
"Give way, make way! Don't block the way!"
The round-faced warrior saw the formation of the approaching people, and hurriedly called two of his men to clear the way.
In fact, the road is very wide, but the destination of the visitor seems to be Yuan Zhan's side.
But fortunately, the onlookers also consciously moved out of their positions after seeing the formation of the approaching people. Yuan Zhan raised his head, and the first thing he saw was a Toba crown that was higher than everyone's head.
The head crown made of bird feathers is extremely gorgeous, the feathers on it are colorful and bright, and the three feathers in the front stand up high, and there are eye-like royal blue patterns on the tail of the feathers, which looks very special.
"Peacock feathers, that's it." Yan Mo admired the person wearing the feather crown very much. A person who can wear such an exaggerated crown would never be able to do it without courage stronger than ordinary people.
The crowd dispersed, revealing a group of outsiders in luxurious clothes behind, and the people wearing feather crowns were surrounded by these people in the middle.
Why do you say it is an outsider? Because Yuan Zhan could tell at a glance that the other party's temperament and clothing were quite different from those in Yincheng.
"The feathers seem to be light and light, but with so many feathers inserted and they still need to be firmly fixed, the weight is definitely not that light. I bet that woman must have some kind of cervical disease." Yan Mo observed after a while Evaluation.
The one wearing the feather crown is a tall woman. The woman is wearing a veil, only revealing a pair of eyes. Her whole body skin is also wrapped in the cloth, not even her fingers are exposed.
"Can your medicine stop the bleeding quickly?" A waiter-like person stepped forward and asked Yuan Zhan impolitely.
Yuan Zhan wanted to squeeze the flower pot into the octagonal shape that Yan Mo said.
"Hey, tribal man, didn't you hear me?" the waiter snorted unhappily.
Yuan Zhan was even more lazy to pay attention to the opponent.
"Shua!" A whip was drawn towards Yuan Zhan, and at the same time a woman's voice sounded darkly: "Come back, don't embarrass me again!"
The guard's face changed drastically, and he immediately bowed his head and retreated to the back.
No one expected that the woman wearing the feather crown would whip someone as soon as she saw her face.
The round-faced soldier had a headache and frowned. An outsider is so arrogant in Yincheng. It stands to reason that he should go up and stop him. It's okay to stay out of the way. But he had just been benefited by others, so it would be too cold-hearted if he just looked at it like this.
But just when the round-faced warrior wanted to smooth things over, Yuan Zhan moved.
The man raised his hand and grabbed the whip.
The woman wanted to take back the whip, but she almost fell backwards when she exerted all her strength. If it wasn't for someone quietly helping her from behind, she would have made a big fool of herself.
The woman is furious. But a man beside her grabbed her and said a word to her.
The woman looked down at her whip, only to realize that her whip had disappeared all the way to the handle.
"You actually turned my whip into dust? Are you a soil control fighter?" The woman's voice rose slightly, with surprise and disbelief.
Yuan Zhan suppressed his anger, he didn't want to cause too much trouble in Yincheng until Yan Mo recovered. If this woman is sensible, it would be better for everyone to take her away as soon as possible.
But the woman saw that he didn't answer, and her voice became cold and gloomy again, "You are a soil-controlling warrior, so you are a member of a subordinate tribe under Tucheng? Where are you from? What level of warrior? Why don't you go to Tucheng and ask for a voice city?"
Yuan Zhan curled his lips into a sneer.
The crowd watching the excitement all thought that this tribal warrior was going to suffer a big loss, because everyone knew that the tribe and Shangcheng were facing each other, so wouldn't that be courting death
It's no wonder everyone looks at Qingyuan Zhan. This guy's attire is really easy to misunderstand. Lan Yin obviously got a full set of outfits for him, but he still only wears a leather skirt around his body, and there are tribal tattoos on his face. , and barefoot, no matter how you look at it, you don't look like a noble high-ranking warrior from the Three Cities.
And now that he is sitting, the black domino indicating his identity is blocked by the stone platform, so if you don't pay attention, you won't notice it at all.
Seeing that Yuan Zhan had been treating her like nothing, the woman's voice dropped to freezing point, "Do you know who I am? How dare you treat me like this!"
Yuan Zhan finally rewarded her with three words: "Who are you?"
The woman fell back in anger, and the guard next to her took her place, and said solemnly: "Bold! The queen of Tucheng is here, and the warrior who controls the soil has not yet saluted the queen!"
Queen of Tucheng! Yan Mo laughed loudly, "What did the old man say about my master? He said that the Tucheng city lord woman was quite annoying, so he cursed her severely?"
"It seems really annoying." Yuan Zhan also laughed, a sinister and ruthless smile. He can't remember anything else, but he remembers the enmity with Tucheng firmly. Until just now, he thought that he could only wait for the future to get revenge, but he didn't think that the mountain would not turn around, and the Tucheng man took the initiative to send it to him !
Yan Mo continued to laugh, but there was no smile in the laughter, "What do you think the old man cursed her for?"
"The witch cursed her? I'm more curious about why this woman came to Sound City." Yuan Zhan paused, "Mo, what do you think I killed the bird-tailed queen?"
"Son, don't ask me about killing people."
Yuan Zhan knew what to do.
The guards of the Tucheng palace shouted, but Yuan Zhan still sat there with a big sword, playing with clods in his hands, and didn't even give them a look.
Queen Tucheng angrily ordered, "Catch him!"
"Wait!" The round-faced warrior couldn't help it, "This is also a guest of our Yincheng,"
"Guest? What kind of guest is a savage from a tribe? Is he worthy? Catch him!" The Queen of Tucheng didn't wait for the round-faced warrior to resist, and said again: "This is an internal matter of my Tucheng. You people from Yincheng should not interfere Good!"