The topics of conversation among these immortal cultivators covered a wide range, from hunting monsters to seeking pleasure in the company of prostitutes.
Han Changming had just arrived and was curious about everything, listening with great interest.
"Fatty Han, you're peeking at me again. Do you really think I don't dare to dig out your eyeballs?" An angry female voice suddenly sounded.
When Han Changjiong heard the woman's voice, he looked away, like a mouse seeing a cat, and started drinking tea and chatting with Han Changming.
"Seventh Brother, have you offended someone?" Han Changming asked in a low voice.
"A gentleman dreams of a beautiful lady. Beautiful things need to be appreciated by others. Ninth brother, you must know how to appreciate beauty." Han Changjing patted Han Changming on the shoulder and said with a smile.
Han Changming was a little amused and helpless. You stared at the young female monk with a lewd look on your face. It would be strange if you didn't offend people.
There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and two young women walked over quickly.
A girl in a red dress and a girl in a green dress walked towards them, and the girl in the red dress had an angry look on her face.
When he saw the two women, a hint of surprise flashed across Han Changming's eyes.
He had bumped into the girl in the red dress before, and he didn't expect to meet her again by such a coincidence.
"Fairy Ye, what a coincidence! Let's sit down and have tea together! It's my treat." Han Changjing said enthusiastically with a sincere smile on his face.
The girl in the red skirt glanced at Han Changming and sneered: "People say that birds of a feather flock together. It turns out that you are from the same tribe. Fatty Han, were you staring at me just now?"
"Fairy Ye, you can't slander people. What kind of person am I?" Han Changjing said with a smile.
"Sister, it's not a big deal, so don't bother with Brother Han." The woman in the green skirt pulled the girl in the red skirt.
The girl in the red skirt glared at Han Changjiong fiercely and said unceremoniously, "Fatty Han, if you continue to be mean, don't blame me for being rude to you."
After saying this, the girl in the red skirt and the girl in the green skirt left.
Han Changjing was drooling as he looked at the departing figure of the girl in the red dress.
"Seventh Brother, do you know them?" Han Changming asked curiously.
"Well, they are the two prides of the Ye family of Feiyan Island. The one in red is called Ye Yufeng, and the one in green is called Ye Yuyan. Ye Yufeng is famous for her bad temper and is nicknamed Little Pepper. You are not allowed to snatch her from me." Han Changjing looked like a pig.
Han Changming thought about it and realized that he had never heard of Feiyan Island.
This is not surprising. There are tens of thousands of islands in the Red Algae Sea and there are many immortal cultivation families. It is not surprising that he has not heard of Feiyan Island.
"The Ye family on Feiyan Island is tens of thousands of miles away from our Huludao. It's normal that you haven't heard of them. All you need to know is that Ye Yufeng is a hottie, so don't provoke her." Han Changjing explained.
Han Changming smiled bitterly in his heart and thought to himself, "You told me not to provoke her, but you went and provoked her yourself."
Half a quarter of an hour later, they left the teahouse.
Han Changjiong took Han Changming for a stroll. When they passed by a noodle shop, Han Changjiong took Han Changming in and they each ate a big bowl. When they passed by a bun shop, Han Changjiong bought some buns and ate them while walking.
These foods are all made from spiritual materials and contain spiritual energy. It is beneficial for cultivators to eat them regularly.
Before they knew it, they came to a spacious bluestone square where they could see a large number of small stalls.
Most of the people setting up stalls were independent cultivators. The items on the stalls were varied, including common cultivation items such as magical instruments, talismans, elixirs, formation plates, etc., as well as many strange and weird things, such as spiritual flowers that could release a foul smell, spiritual fish that could fly, and shells that could play back sounds, which made people dazzled.
Han Changjing was holding two paper bags full of buns. He walked forward, picking up the buns and stuffing them into his mouth, chewing them non-stop.
Han Changming followed behind Han Changjiong, looking at the things on the stall curiously.
He saw a lot of strange things, but he didn't buy any of them. Good steel should be used on the blade. It is not easy to earn some spirit stones.
Han Changming suddenly quickened his pace, pulled Han Changjiong, and said excitedly: "Seventh Brother, look at the stall on my left, there are several five-year-old Qingyang grass, which he sells as Qingyue grass. There is only one letter difference between Qingyang grass and Qingyue grass, but Qingyang grass is much more valuable than Qingyue grass."
Qingyue grass is feed for raising herbivorous spirit beasts. It does not require a high growth environment, is easy to care for, and is relatively cheap. Qingyang grass is the material for refining first-grade medium-quality talisman paper. The two are similar in appearance, but Qingyue grass has wider leaves and a well-developed root system, while Qingyang grass has smaller leaves and fewer roots.
Han Changming is a talisman maker, and he is familiar with the materials used to refine first-level blank talisman paper.
Han Changjiong looked in the direction of the stall Han Changming mentioned, and saw a lot of low-level spiritual herbs on the stall. Next to each kind of spiritual herb was a sign with its name and price. The stall owner was an old man in a green robe with a kind face.
"Take a close look at those Qingyang grasses, check the smell, especially the leaves and roots of the Qingyang grass, to see if there are any signs of human fraud. It's not that easy to find a bargain." Han Changjing said in a voice transmission.
Han Changming squatted down, picked up two spiritual herbs at random and looked at them, then casually picked up a green grass, put it to her nose and sniffed it, but found nothing unusual. She carefully observed the leaves and roots.
He frowned and put down the green grass.
It has very few roots and does look like Qingyang grass, but the leaves have signs of being cut, so it is obviously a fake.
"My friend, are you interested in these plants of Qingyue Grass? The price is negotiable." The old man in green robe said enthusiastically.
Han Changming was about to expose the old man in green robe for being a liar, but Han Changjiong spoke first and said, "No, we want to continue shopping and come back to buy later."
"Seventh Brother, how do you know that Qingyang Grass is a fake?" Han Changming asked curiously after walking away.
If Han Changjing hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have realized it was a fake.
"He has lived for dozens of years, and he can't even tell the difference between Qingyang Grass and Qingyue Grass? He can only fool you rookies who have never seen the world. It's not that easy to find bargains. The spiritual herbs are fake, and you can find problems if you observe carefully. There are also people who specialize in refining some so-called magic weapon fragments to deceive people. The cost is only a few dozen spirit stones, but the selling price is hundreds.
Half a year ago, a young man from a small family was cheated out of hundreds of spirit stones. When he found out he was cheated, the cheater had already run away. Don't hold too high hopes for such a bargain. You should treat it with a normal mind. If you had bought those Qingyue grasses just now, you would have lost at least dozens of spirit stones, which could have bought a lot of buns. You still have a lot to learn, so think twice before you act. "
Han Changjiong said earnestly, stuffing a bun into his mouth.
Han Changming nodded and agreed. After what happened just now, he realized that he was indeed young and needed to learn more from Han Changjing.