Ye Lingyue walked through the crowd with a calm expression after teaching those few arrogant outer disciples a lesson and saving the disciple with a severed pulse.
She had tampered with Zhenjun Tanyi's medicine, but she never expected that it would happen to be swallowed by a seriously injured person.
Fortunately, she had already saved that man's life with her tripod breath.
Ye Lingyue is a very penny-pinching person, which means that she will never let off people who offend her, but she will not casually implicate innocent people.
Half of Ye Lingyue's purpose of going to the moon market today has been completed, but the remaining half has just begun.
It was past noon, and there were still about two hours before dusk.
At this time, it happened to be around the lunch break, and there were not many people, but some people who came to catch the evening market had just come out.
Ye Lingyue thought, she should also find a way to earn Lingshi.
Just now she walked all the way, she seemed to be wandering, but she was actually observing various shops in the Moon Market.
There are all kinds of things sold in the moon market, including materials and finished products, as well as some weapons and clothes, which look no different from the general markets on the Qingzhou Continent.
But a closer look reveals something different.
After all, this is the moon market inside Gu Yuehai. Even the items sold by ordinary disciples are of higher quality than any market Ye Lingyue has seen, even the prefecture-level auction in Jubao Pavilion.
Ye Lingyue's previous plan to sell pills or the idea of spiritual planting in Hongmeng Tianli was also forced to give up.
If it is said that the only thing on her body that can have a market in the moon market in Guyuehai, I am afraid it is the Qiankun Zijin Bag.
But Ye Ling just arrived at the beginning of the month, and came in as a handyman. It was the first time to buy and sell, so naturally he didn't dare to be so blatant.
Just when Ye Lingyue was frowning, a warrior happened to pass by beside her, and Ye Lingyue's eyes fell on the saber at the waist of that warrior...
Her eyes lit up suddenly, without saying a word, she found an intersection, took out a piece of cloth, a bamboo pole and pen and ink from the Qiankun life bag, wrote down a few large characters, and put it aside, waiting for the first transaction It's time to come.
In the moon market, people come and go, Ye Lingyue doesn't shout, the only thing that attracts people is the piece of cloth hanging on the side.
But most people didn't take a second look.
Until a somewhat familiar female warrior walked past Ye Lingyue.
That female disciple was the horse-faced female warrior who sold medicinal materials earlier.
After the herbs in her stall were sold out, she closed the stall and was about to leave, and happened to see Ye Lingyue setting up a stall there.
The horse-faced female disciple recognized Ye Lingyue, and wanted to see what she was selling, so she couldn't help but pause, her gaze first fell on Ye Lingyue's face, and then at the one beside her. The signboard, I saw a line of words written on the cloth.
"Professional refurbishment and repair, charge one to five spirit stones."
The horse-faced female disciple was a little surprised. She had traveled to and from the moon market many times. She had seen all kinds of things sold, but she had never seen anyone refurbish them.
"Little girl, you said refurbishment, what refurbishment?"
The female disciple asked casually.
"Hey, it's you, Senior Sister. Everything can be refurbished, from weapons to hair accessories, to protective gear, as long as it is a spiritual weapon, I can help you renovate or repair it within a quarter of an hour. The fees vary according to the difficulty. Senior sister, you just helped me out, if you patronize me, I can give you a 50% discount."
Ye Lingyue also recognized the female disciple and said with a smile.
"Really everything can be refurbished?"
The female disciple thought for a while, and took out a dilapidated hairpin from her bosom. It looked old, and the hairpin on the hairpin was already covered with a thick layer of metal iron scale.
This hairpin has a very special meaning to female disciples, so even though it is very old, she is still reluctant to throw it away.
In the early years, she also tried to get someone to repair it, but those craftsmen said that once it was refurbished, the surface of the hairpin would be damaged. The female disciple was unwilling, so she kept dragging it down.
It was rare to meet Ye Lingyue, and the fee was not expensive, the female disciple had another idea, and handed over the hairpin.
"Look, if it can be restored to its original state, but it must not be damaged, otherwise, don't blame me for turning my face and denying people."
Ye Lingyue took the hairpin, looked at it, and found that this seemingly inconspicuous hairpin was made of nirvana iron mixed with shark's tears, and it was a top-grade spiritual weapon.
She hurriedly put away her joking thoughts, and after carefully inspecting the structure of the hairpin with her tripod breath, she saw that her fingers moved, and she was refining that hairpin.
At the same time, Ye Lingyue controlled the tripod's breath, and quickly purified the dirt on the hairpin's surface.
The horse-faced female disciple was watching, and she was afraid that Ye Lingyue would accidentally damage the hairpin, but what surprised her was that the inconspicuous gray fire in Ye Lingyue's hand actually bit by bit the surface of the hairpin, The dirt that has been deposited for many years is removed.
Like a pearl that has been dusted for many years, the hairpin reveals its original appearance.
Ye Lingyue put away the gray fire, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the tail of the hairpin, and there was a line of small characters engraved on it.
"I love the cloud, I give it to Liuyu."
It seems that this hairpin was given by this senior sister's sweetheart
Just as Ye Lingyue was about to hand the hairpin back, the horse-faced female disciple couldn't help reaching out to snatch it. She grabbed the hairpin as if she was holding on to her lifeblood, her voice trembling slightly.
"Really... It's really good, the words on it are still there."
With her own hands, she rubbed the seven characters on it repeatedly, and there was already heat in her eye sockets.
"Senior sister, a spirit stone. Yours is an earth-level spirit weapon, a high-level spirit weapon. You need two spirit stones to refurbish it. I will give you a 50% discount, and you only need to pay one spirit stone."
Ye Lingyue's white and tender hands shook in front of the horse-faced female disciple.
Without saying a word, the horse-faced female disciple took out two spirit stones from her pocket and gave them to Ye Lingyue.
"I'm paying you what I paid you, and you've done me a great favor. What's your name?"
The female disciple also realized her gaffe, she carefully put away the hairpin, and looked at Ye Lingyue with more respect in her eyes.
Even those hairpins that the master craftsmen in the Zongmen dare not renovate, Ye Lingyue can get it done with a single gesture. In the eyes of the horse-faced female disciple, Ye Lingyue is no longer as simple as an ordinary "outer disciple" .
"My name is Ye Lingyue. Sister, I will set up a stall here every month in the future. If you have other brothers and sisters who want to renovate and repair, you can introduce them to me. The cost of materials is extra, and I will give you a 50% discount." Ye Ling Yue was also polite, took the Lingshi and did not forget to say hello again.
Anyway, she just gave out some gray fire and tripod breath, and she can recover after a while of meditation and breath adjustment. It's really a no-cost business.
The horse-faced female disciple secretly memorized the name "Ye Lingyue" in her heart, nodded her head, and left Yueshi.