Chapter 558
It was the first time that Chu Yan saw the bustling scene of Shuiwan market.
He had never seen so many friars gather together and bargain with each other except when he was in the broken Star building, which was full of the familiar atmosphere of the market.
Moreover, the monks walking beside Chu Yan and Jiang panmeng are all casual practitioners, so they have all kinds of clothes, which makes them feel particularly surprised.
This kind of scene is totally different from the disciples in uniform service they saw when they were in the broken Star building.
After observing the people around with great interest for a while, Chu Yan began to stroll in Shuiwan market.
This village has been expropriated by monks. On both sides of the street, stalls have been set up by monks.
Most of them are monks who sell things. They put all the things they want to sell on the stalls. If they like them, they can ask the price.
However, the price is not fixed. It has to be negotiated between the two parties. It can be paid with spirit stone or bartered. It is extremely free.
There are also some monks who collect what they need.
It's also a booth, and then write down the type, quantity and price of the goods you need, and then wait for someone to come.
Walking in the meantime, occasionally you can see some monks haggling, blushing and necking. At this moment, if you ignore that these people are monks, and don't pay attention to the strange things on the stall, Chu Yan will even feel that he has come to a busy market.
Along the way, Chu Yan naturally did not forget the purpose of this trip: he wanted to look for Ganoderma lucidum naked eyes more than 75 years old, and iron fir quenched and washed by fire thunder.
Both he and Jiang panmeng have things they need to buy. In order to save time, they separate for the time being and make an appointment to meet again.
After a while, just as Chu Yan was walking along the road in the middle of the stall, a man with a turban and a sallow complexion came towards him.
The road is not wide. After the stalls are all around, it is even more crowded. At the moment, Chu Yan is going to give way. Who knows that the man xiubi is walking towards him quickly.
Chu Yan look unchanged, but in the eyes, it is a flash of Li mang.
However, this man Xiu, who looks very weak with a headscarf, doesn't seem to have any malice. He quickly walks to the place just one step away from Chu Yan. Suddenly, he stops and looks at Chu Yan with a kind of fishy expression for a moment. Suddenly, he opens his mouth and shows a cheap smile: "young man, I have something good here. Do you want it?"
With that, he suddenly opened his skirt, and then quickly covered it like a treasure, as if for fear of being seen.
However, although he was very fast, he was clearly seen by Chu Yan.
On the inside of this robe, there are dozens of picture books with gorgeous cover, which are also written with fantastic names, such as "nuxiu Baijie".
"How about young man? Do you want it or not? These are all exquisite storybooks, among which there is a trace of the painter's mind, which guarantees you to really feel what it means to be personally on the scene. It only costs two hundred and eighty-eight Lingqian and two hundred and eighty-eight Lingqian. How about it? Do you like it When talking, this man's mouth water is about to come out.
"No." Chu Yan shook his head.
He was not interested in such things.
However, this male monk thinks that Chu Yan is expensive.
After all, in his opinion, how could a young man with a strong will not like such a good thing?
Seeing that Chu Yan was about to leave, he rushed up to Chu Yan, followed him, and continued to talk in a low voice: "if you think it's expensive, you can't discuss it. You see, if you buy two copies, I'll only charge you five hundred spirit money. What's more, it's not the same as you just look at it, On the spot, don't you know? "
This man is still introducing, and his nose hair is almost going to poke Chu Yan's face.
Just want to push this person away, Chu Yan's eyes glance, suddenly, heartstrings move.
"Iron fir!" At the moment, on the stall in front of Chu Yan's right, there was an iron fir with the thickness of an adult's half arm.
Moreover, one section of the iron fir was scorched, which was obviously burned, and the dog teeth at the section were knocked wrong, which also met the standard of being quenched and washed by lightning.
At the moment, in front of this booth, there are several casual repairmen who are selecting items.
Chu Yan kept quiet and walked slowly.
The friar who put the iron fir wood is a fat man who laughs at everyone. His face is fat one by one, but the flash of the essence in his eyes shows that he is definitely not as simple and honest as he looks on the surface.
The casual repairmen seem to have selected some things on the stall and asked the fat man about the price.
The two sides haggled, then the fat man waved his hand, and the others shook their heads and left unhappily.
Seeing these people didn't buy this iron fir, Chu Yan was relieved.
This iron fir is much longer than he expected. If it is used as a material to cultivate the insight eye, the effect is definitely better than expected.
If someone gets ahead of him, it will not be so easy for him to find a replacement here.
Chu Yan did not go directly, but first came to the stall next to the fat man, pretending to pick things.
The man who peddles strange storybooks is still talking around Chu Yan. At this moment, the fat man suddenly points at the man: "you are cheating here again. Do you believe me to throw you out of Shuiwan market?"
Chu Yan raised his head and looked at the fat man. He didn't expect that the other side would take the initiative to speak.
The fat man glared at the man who was selling the script, and then said to Chu Yan, "don't be fooled, little brother. The content of the script sold by this guy is not good for cultivation, but it also hides obstacles. If you're not careful, you'll pay him 288 spirit money, and it's 588, but you don't know it."
"You, you don't talk about it!" The man who peddled the script turned red and said in a loud voice.
Judging from his performance at the moment, what the fat man just said is not fake.
"One more word and I'll throw you out now." The fat man held his arm and gave a sneer.
The man who peddled the script was obviously a fierce character. He didn't dare to say anything at this time. He pointed to the fat man and then pointed to Chu Yan: "you wait for me!"
With that, he stamped his foot and went into the crowd. After a while, he disappeared.
"What does it have to do with me?" Chu Yan blinked.
Although this male monk makes Chu Yan feel puzzled, it is undeniable that because of the existence of the other party, Chu Yan now has a chance to talk to the fat stall owner, and it is very natural.
He had never seen so many friars gather together and bargain with each other except when he was in the broken Star building, which was full of the familiar atmosphere of the market.
Moreover, the monks walking beside Chu Yan and Jiang panmeng are all casual practitioners, so they have all kinds of clothes, which makes them feel particularly surprised.
This kind of scene is totally different from the disciples in uniform service they saw when they were in the broken Star building.
After observing the people around with great interest for a while, Chu Yan began to stroll in Shuiwan market.
This village has been expropriated by monks. On both sides of the street, stalls have been set up by monks.
Most of them are monks who sell things. They put all the things they want to sell on the stalls. If they like them, they can ask the price.
However, the price is not fixed. It has to be negotiated between the two parties. It can be paid with spirit stone or bartered. It is extremely free.
There are also some monks who collect what they need.
It's also a booth, and then write down the type, quantity and price of the goods you need, and then wait for someone to come.
Walking in the meantime, occasionally you can see some monks haggling, blushing and necking. At this moment, if you ignore that these people are monks, and don't pay attention to the strange things on the stall, Chu Yan will even feel that he has come to a busy market.
Along the way, Chu Yan naturally did not forget the purpose of this trip: he wanted to look for Ganoderma lucidum naked eyes more than 75 years old, and iron fir quenched and washed by fire thunder.
Both he and Jiang panmeng have things they need to buy. In order to save time, they separate for the time being and make an appointment to meet again.
After a while, just as Chu Yan was walking along the road in the middle of the stall, a man with a turban and a sallow complexion came towards him.
The road is not wide. After the stalls are all around, it is even more crowded. At the moment, Chu Yan is going to give way. Who knows that the man xiubi is walking towards him quickly.
Chu Yan look unchanged, but in the eyes, it is a flash of Li mang.
However, this man Xiu, who looks very weak with a headscarf, doesn't seem to have any malice. He quickly walks to the place just one step away from Chu Yan. Suddenly, he stops and looks at Chu Yan with a kind of fishy expression for a moment. Suddenly, he opens his mouth and shows a cheap smile: "young man, I have something good here. Do you want it?"
With that, he suddenly opened his skirt, and then quickly covered it like a treasure, as if for fear of being seen.
However, although he was very fast, he was clearly seen by Chu Yan.
On the inside of this robe, there are dozens of picture books with gorgeous cover, which are also written with fantastic names, such as "nuxiu Baijie".
"How about young man? Do you want it or not? These are all exquisite storybooks, among which there is a trace of the painter's mind, which guarantees you to really feel what it means to be personally on the scene. It only costs two hundred and eighty-eight Lingqian and two hundred and eighty-eight Lingqian. How about it? Do you like it When talking, this man's mouth water is about to come out.
"No." Chu Yan shook his head.
He was not interested in such things.
However, this male monk thinks that Chu Yan is expensive.
After all, in his opinion, how could a young man with a strong will not like such a good thing?
Seeing that Chu Yan was about to leave, he rushed up to Chu Yan, followed him, and continued to talk in a low voice: "if you think it's expensive, you can't discuss it. You see, if you buy two copies, I'll only charge you five hundred spirit money. What's more, it's not the same as you just look at it, On the spot, don't you know? "
This man is still introducing, and his nose hair is almost going to poke Chu Yan's face.
Just want to push this person away, Chu Yan's eyes glance, suddenly, heartstrings move.
"Iron fir!" At the moment, on the stall in front of Chu Yan's right, there was an iron fir with the thickness of an adult's half arm.
Moreover, one section of the iron fir was scorched, which was obviously burned, and the dog teeth at the section were knocked wrong, which also met the standard of being quenched and washed by lightning.
At the moment, in front of this booth, there are several casual repairmen who are selecting items.
Chu Yan kept quiet and walked slowly.
The friar who put the iron fir wood is a fat man who laughs at everyone. His face is fat one by one, but the flash of the essence in his eyes shows that he is definitely not as simple and honest as he looks on the surface.
The casual repairmen seem to have selected some things on the stall and asked the fat man about the price.
The two sides haggled, then the fat man waved his hand, and the others shook their heads and left unhappily.
Seeing these people didn't buy this iron fir, Chu Yan was relieved.
This iron fir is much longer than he expected. If it is used as a material to cultivate the insight eye, the effect is definitely better than expected.
If someone gets ahead of him, it will not be so easy for him to find a replacement here.
Chu Yan did not go directly, but first came to the stall next to the fat man, pretending to pick things.
The man who peddles strange storybooks is still talking around Chu Yan. At this moment, the fat man suddenly points at the man: "you are cheating here again. Do you believe me to throw you out of Shuiwan market?"
Chu Yan raised his head and looked at the fat man. He didn't expect that the other side would take the initiative to speak.
The fat man glared at the man who was selling the script, and then said to Chu Yan, "don't be fooled, little brother. The content of the script sold by this guy is not good for cultivation, but it also hides obstacles. If you're not careful, you'll pay him 288 spirit money, and it's 588, but you don't know it."
"You, you don't talk about it!" The man who peddled the script turned red and said in a loud voice.
Judging from his performance at the moment, what the fat man just said is not fake.
"One more word and I'll throw you out now." The fat man held his arm and gave a sneer.
The man who peddled the script was obviously a fierce character. He didn't dare to say anything at this time. He pointed to the fat man and then pointed to Chu Yan: "you wait for me!"
With that, he stamped his foot and went into the crowd. After a while, he disappeared.
"What does it have to do with me?" Chu Yan blinked.
Although this male monk makes Chu Yan feel puzzled, it is undeniable that because of the existence of the other party, Chu Yan now has a chance to talk to the fat stall owner, and it is very natural.
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