As a resident of Messer City, Tang Qi’s original body has been to Midtown Park. The planning there is very reasonable, and the forest is combined with the convenience of modern civilization. You can enjoy the relatively primitive scenery and eat abnormally spicy food. hot dog.
However, this Blue Bear Park obviously only has its original features left, and there is almost no reasonable planning. It is probably just a forest, soil slopes, and small lakes that are surrounded and put into use as a park.
Tang Qi thought it would take a lot of time to find the evening market.
Obviously, he overestimated the size of the park.
After passing through a dense forest and over a steep slope, Tang Qi saw his destination.
In front of him, there is a scene that makes people feel very happy. Of course, if it is an ordinary person, it will feel weird.
The central area of the park is probably not a small lawn.
At this time, here, it is actually brightly lit.
What Tang Qi saw were tents, tents with different characteristics, some were obviously used as stalls, some were baking food, or tents for some people to gather, the most exaggerated one was undoubtedly the largest one.
Judging by the sign hanging outside, it was probably a circus.
Between the gaps of various tents, there are small private stalls, with the help of the lights around the lawn, carrying out their own small businesses. It was supposed to be in the dead of night, but this place was full of people coming and going. Although it was not crowded, it was definitely lively.
Tang Qi was not too close, and he could faintly hear mixed human voices and some music sounds, which were not very formal, but very spiritual.
"Well, it seems that Mr. Cassel did not deceive me. There is indeed an interesting evening market in Blue Bear Park."
"Since Kassel can find the materials to activate the Essos ghost grass and configure the spider monster's secret medicine in it, I must be able to find the materials I need, although the amount may be larger, but... I have Money."
While speaking, Tang Qi reached into his bosom, took out a small cloth bag, shook it, and immediately there was a clanging sound inside.
A bag of condor gold coins!
Although the bag was not big, based on Tang Qi's understanding of the purchasing power of condor gold coins, as long as the market in front of him really had what he needed, he would definitely satisfy the seller. After muttering, Tang Qi put the bag back into his pocket, then walked down the steep slope along the very inconspicuous path, and smoothly stepped into the not-so-wide main road.
Perhaps it was not long after the fair started, and people with different or similar purposes from Tang Qi gathered from all over the place.
Sellers or performers have already entered the arena ahead of time, and most of the people rushing over now should be buyers and bored spectators.
Tang Qi saw hippies carrying homemade musical instruments, well-dressed fur merchants, some old gentlemen, probably antique collectors, and most of them were young people who admired themselves and had a mysterious atmosphere.
Of course, there is no big problem with being nerds and freaks.
Even if normal teenagers want to come out late at night, it should be in a bar, not this weird park.
Soon Tang Qi stepped into the market without anyone blocking him. As soon as he stepped onto the lawn and was surrounded by a dazzling array of tents and stalls, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.
Tang Qi plays a well-dressed little gentleman with obvious curiosity and excitement on his face. If he is an experienced trader, he can see that he is a "little fat sheep" at this time, as long as he uses a little tricks, he can be slaughtered well.
But here, no one seems to take the initiative to invite guests, not even shouting.
In the air, most of them are the songs of the vagabonds and the songs of the hippies who are out of tune and broken.
The corner of Tang Qi's mouth curled up, and the steps of his feet became brisk and natural, and soon he completely merged into the crowd. Even if he looked carefully, he couldn't find Tang Qi's figure among the crowd.
As a buyer, Tang Qi didn't find what he needed right away.
Instead, walking with the crowd, the first time I stopped was in front of a tent, in a semi-open layout, where a band was singing. Their instruments looked rough and primitive, obviously homemade, and even the songs were Original, not mature, but with a gritty charm.
Tang Qi admired it for a moment, and finally tipped a silver coin.
The next tent was unexpectedly a "spiritual practice room". The host was a thin old man with white beard and hair, short white braids, and animal skin clothes tanned by himself. A sign hanging outside the tent said that any audience could join , and it's free.
The so-called spiritual practice is similar to Tang Qi's meditation method, which pursues the purification, improvement and transcendence of the self-spirit, so as to achieve a peaceful and peaceful state of all things.
The difference is that spiritual practice does not produce any supernatural powers.
So Tang Qi glanced at it, and then went to the next tent. This time it was finally a serious stall. The owner was a mountain man named Thorn, with a very cute little Luoli, and he was selling all kinds of animal skins and herbs. There are also some beautiful stones, the latter should be added by little Luoli himself.
Tang Qi looked around, the crowds began to disperse, not to leave, but the market had already started for half an hour, most people went looking for the tents or stalls they were interested in, and there were not many people wandering around.
This time Tang Qi did not leave quickly, but decided to start his shopping trip tonight from this stall.
Because, he saw something in his shopping list.
"Hi, I'm Thorn, what do I need?"
Perhaps it was because Tang Qi stopped for a long time. The owner of the stall, the mountain man Thorn, came over after greeting the last guest, and asked the same politely.
"I want to know, how much of this herb do you have?"
Hearing this, Tang Qi didn't hide anything, and pointed directly at a few strange-looking plants among a large pile of herbs placed on a piece of animal skin spread out in front of him.
It was a kind of pitch-black grass, the roots had long since dried up, and there were some white outlines on the thumb-sized leaves, which matched the overall color, creating an illusion of eyes.
"This is black goat's eye. This herb can treat eye diseases. It is said that for thousands of years, the aborigines of the Berber people have used its ground powder to make smoke and use fumigation to treat injuries or infections. s eyes."
"I brought a total of more than a dozen plants this time. If there is a large demand from customers, you can come back next week and I can bring more."
"Now these, do you need me to wrap them up for you?"
It has to be said that the mountain man who looks very dull is actually a powerful salesman.
Tang Qi just asked casually, but in the end he had to pay.
However, his introduction about the herb was only half correct, it belongs to the category of ordinary people, but in the superhuman realm, although the herb is also called black goat's eye, it is also a material in many secret medicine formulas.
For example, one of the basic secret medicines that Tang Qi intends to mix is the psychic secret medicine.
Black goat's eye is an important ingredient in the formula.
So after being surprised, Tang Qi immediately smiled and said, "Okay!"