The Way of the Mysterious Dust

Setting up the stall the next day did not go as smoothly as Liu Yu expected. The business was far from being as good as the first day. A few pieces were sold after a short period of time. I wanted to come. The best-selling spiritual materials were early on the first day. They are relatively unpopular when they are sold, and naturally they are not so popular anymore.

Liu Yu had to yell out: "On the last day of the loss-making sale, 51 "Qi Zhen Dan", 431 pieces of the second-grade intermediate magic talisman "Wooden Shield", 280 years old in the mountains. Participate, only five hundred low-level spirit stones, come and see, come and see!"

Just as Liu Yu's mouth was dry and his tongue was dry, an elderly man came up and asked politely: "Little brother, how do you sell this "black potato"?"

Liu Yu saw the face of the old man, and his heart couldn't help but jump. Isn't this the old man who photographed the "broken empty grass" at a sky-high price yesterday? He glanced at the fist-sized black bump that the old man was pointing at, swallowed and said, "You always say this thing is a "black potato"?"

"Isn't it? The color of the epidermis is a bit mixed, look at this look, look at this shape, the old man has recently damp and hot spleen and stomach, tired body, loose stools, this "black potato" regulates qi, clears heat and reduces dampness, and is cooked. Eating is just enough to nourish the spleen and stomach, little brother, how many spirit stones!" The old man's complexion was pale, and he said sickly.

"Don’t tell me, what is this black lump? I don’t know below. The surface of the "black yam" is smooth and charcoal-colored. Yes." Liu Yu glanced at the black lump and said tentatively.

What is this black bump? Liu Yu really didn't know. He asked a lot of stall owners the day before yesterday, but couldn't tell why. Maybe it was Junior Sister Yun or Senior Brother Xiao who didn't pay attention and put it on the stage.

"Black Mountain Taro" is a second-grade intermediate elixir that grows deep in the mountains and is hidden under the soil. It regulates qi and relieves heat, and is often used as an auxiliary spiritual material for alchemy.

Liu Yu has seen what the "Black Mountain Taro" looks like. This black lump must not be a "Black Mountain Taro". With the old man's nickname "Tian Yiyan", Liu Yu is very suspicious at this moment. This Tian always wants to miss it. The black lump is probably some kind of rare and unknown spiritual material.

"You little brother, the old man would be wrong when he is so old. This "black potato" has a rough skin, but it's big and fits the old man's heart, so let's go! How about 30 low-level spirit stones? Price!" The old man picked up the black lump, looked at it and said.

"Elderly, you should buy it elsewhere? This "black potato" is everywhere. It really doesn't look like this one. I don't know what it is. You can't be ignorant of your conscience and sell it indiscriminately. The boy can't afford to eat it." Liu Yu naturally retrieved the black lump from the old man, and said empathetically.

Seeing the young man took the piece of "black potato" back, the old man frowned. The young man looked at his face and didn't look like the owner who often set up a stall. Did he recognize himself, and then he said: "Little brother , Do you know the old man?"

"I have heard of your old name, and I saw your old style at the auction station yesterday!" Liu Yu smiled slightly and nodded.

The old man’s complexion changed suddenly and his face was flushed. There was no trace of morbidity. He looked at Liu Yu with piercing eyes and said with a smile: "Hey! Being too famous is not necessarily a good thing! Little brother, Now that you know the name of the old man, the old man will be straight to the point."

"This thing is really not an ordinary "black potato". The ordinary "black potato" is only a few decades old. After being matured, no one digs it, and it rots underground or sprouts and branches. It can only be born in a land with fertile soil and spiritual power. , It will continue to grow. The age of this "black potato" has passed thousands of years, and the skin will be so rough and ugly."

Ye Yun was confused when he was watching from the side. After "Tian Yiyan" finished, he immediately said angrily: "Okay! You old man, turned out to be a liar. Fortunately, Brother Liu was not fooled, otherwise he would be caught. You succeeded, hum!"

"Little girl, this is a bad word! In this Five Lakes Square, business is impermanent, and everyone depends on their eyesight. How can it be said that it is "lied"? Besides, very few people know about this thing, and no one cares about it in this place. Nothing will end up being thrown away by you. If you sell it to the old, you can still earn some spirit stones, isn't it?" The old man said without changing his face.

"You're all nonsense, don't you just want to pick up the omissions if you are old?" Ye Yun had a straightforward temper, but he couldn't listen to these sophistry words of the old man.

Liu Yu quickly shook his head to Ye Yun and said, "Junior Sister Ye, don't be unreasonable!", then said to the old man: "Old Tian, ​​Junior Sister Ye is young and vigorous, they are all unintentional words."

The old man was not angry. He heard a lot of these words, and said kindly: "Since the matter is over, the old man bought this "black potato" for five hundred low-level spirit stones, little brother, what do you think."

Ye Yun reminded him at this moment: "Brother Liu, I think this old man is very cunning, don't rush to sell."

"Little girl, although this piece of "Black Mountain Taro" is over a thousand years old, it is not a rare thing. After all, it is only a second-grade spiritual material, and it is more effective than ordinary "Black Mountain Taro" ~www.readwn. com~ If you go to inquire and inquire, you will know that five hundred low-level spirit stones are already a high price." The old man was not angry at all, and said confidently.

"Elder Tian is right. The thousand-year "Black Mountain Taro" is only three or four hundred low-level spiritual stones."

"Yes, this thousand-year-old "Black Mountain Taro" is not a rare thing. There is one for the poor road. Five hundred low-level spirit stones are already expensive, little girl!"

"That's right! You earned five hundred low-level spirit stones."

"Yes!"

…

At this time, the surrounding was crowded with onlookers, and the famous "Tian Yiyan" stumbled on his head, but it was rare, and they all made noises when they heard it.

The thousand-year-old "Black Mountain Taro" is really not worth a lot of spiritual stones, and it is not such a precious spiritual material. Unlike the rare spiritual materials such as wild ginseng, grass and red fruits, as the years increase, the value has also risen linearly.

"Tian! I haven't seen the "Black Mountain Taro" for thousands of years. I want to stay and have a good look. How is it different from ordinary "Black Mountain Taro". The "black bump" in Yutuo's hand said slowly.

As soon as Liu Yu said this, the crowd exploded, and there was a burst of noisy speech.

"This person really doesn't know how to praise!"

"Really, the "Black Mountain Taro" is a treasure for a thousand years!"

"Old Tian, ​​there happens to be a piece on the stall, if you want it, it will be delivered!"

…

Of course, a few people looked at the piece of "black potato" in Liu Yu's hand, and then at the bitter face of Tian Yiyan, showing a thoughtful look.

The old man didn't expect that the other party turned him back, his face suddenly turned pale. Others looked at him and thought that the old man had lost face and felt resentful. In fact, the old man was anxious at this time, and his heart was burning.

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