The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

"Let your beautiful feet be smooth, delicate, and small and exquisite," the waiter who came to deliver the elixir carefully explained.

Yi Er was a little confused when looking at the Slimming Foot Pill. What on earth was the use of this thing? Out of sight, out of mind. He quickly threw it into the storage ring.

“The next lot…”

When Xiao Liao heard the auctioneer's voice, she turned around and raised her sign again. This rich person is really different. He bought something without knowing what it is. She really got a taste of being a rich person today.

There was some commotion in the auction. After all, the people in the box had been buying everything since the bidding began, so they didn't dare to bid. Where did this rich man come from?

The auctioneer on the podium wiped the sweat off her forehead. This was the fastest auction she had ever presided over. The last lot was sold in just two quarters of an hour.

"This lot is a top-grade anti-aging pill that can be used even by a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage."

Xiao Liao habitually raised the sign. This anti-aging pill was a popular elixir among young men. It could keep one's face at the most perfect age of 20, with the innocence of adolescence and the sweetness of youth.

Danxia Sect only produces 10,000 pills a year, which are very difficult to obtain.

"I don't want this~"

Yi Er was not interested in this thing. He only wanted something that could be exchanged for points. Tutu had plenty of the Rejuvenating Pill, and it was very expensive. The starting price was 100,000 high-quality spirit stones.

Xiao Liao confirmed again and again that Yi Er really didn't want to put down the sign. She had already found a reason for Yi Daoyou. Seeing that Yi Daoyou just kept the appearance of a 20-year-old, Xiao Liao thought she knew everything. It must be that Yi Daoyou had taken the anti-aging pill, so he didn't care.

Xiao Liao came forward to settle all the spirit stones.

"Friend Yi, there are only 13,000 high-grade spirit stones left of that top-grade spirit stone. Are you still going to buy it?"

Yi Er counted the points and found that the things he bought were only enough to exchange for half a star gate.

"Buy it, and take a look at the swords and weapons."

Yi Er spent all the remaining spirit stones. He exchanged 500 spirit stones for weapons worth more than 100,000 spirit stones, a huge profit of more than 200 times!

However, the high-priced items in Lingyuan Pavilion had already been sold out. The ordinary magic tools estimated at a few hundred yuan were not as good as a knife he made and sold. It would also arouse suspicion, so he gave up.

But he thought of the painting he received as a gift yesterday.

"Friend Liao, I received a painting of the sun appearing in the clouds from your sect leader yesterday and I really like it. I wonder where I can find more paintings."

Xiao Liao blushed a little. The master started giving his paintings as gifts everywhere again.

"Let's go to the Ink and Watercolor Pavilion. My master has taken painting as a minor and always likes to give his paintings to the younger generation.

The works in the Ink Pavilion are all scrolls of real painters.

The waiters in the Ink Pavilion all wore robes with poems or ink paintings on them.

Seeing that Yi Er was looking at the waiter's robes, Xiao Liao, who loved to imagine, thought he understood what Yi Er meant.

"Friend Yi, why don't we go to the vestment pavilion first? It's all my fault for not thinking carefully. Young men, when you go to the market, you can't miss the vestment pavilion."

Yi Er waved his hand. He just scanned it unintentionally. Every waiter's robe was estimated as a weapon in the system.

Although the price is not high, it is still 2,000 points.

Not only the robes painted with ink, but any instruments with ink words can be considered as weapons.

Yi Er bought a large number of paintings. The waiter smiled and said, "Young Master, these are all works by Master Mo Yu. There are both offensive and defensive works. Each has its own merits.

Look at this picture of weapons and horses, it can be used for attacking."

Yi Er nodded, "Buy!"

Another waiter also came over with a piece of calligraphy, "This is the masterpiece of Master Wu Ying.

Although "Sitting on the Pixiu to Guard the North" is not the original one, it also has the second-class Wen Qi, which can be used for self-defense. Even the Jindan Venerable cannot break through the defense. "

Yi Er nodded, "Buy!"

From the waiter's introduction, he learned that in this world, Confucian students also had a unique cultivation system.

Yi Er thought of the little man in the painting that Tutu raised, "Is there any painting that can be helpful in cultivating a man in the painting?"

"The person in the painting?" The waiter was surprised. "Could it be a fairy in the painting? Which artist painted the fairy in the painting?"

Another waiter quickly tugged at his sleeve.

"Speak softly, don't disturb my husband,

Here we have "grass and birds flying" and "bridge and flowing water" that build the world in the painting.

The headquarters also has "Flowing Water and Falling Flowers", "Ten Thousand Weeping Willows" and "The Blue Sea is Broader than Clear".

"The Clouds Cleared to Reveal the Sun" and "The Moon Hangs High" are the most common paintings. I think you have already collected them, so I won't recommend them to you.

Yi Er didn't understand at all, but he gave the waiter the response he was looking forward to.

"Bought it!"

The two waiters were secretly excited, and Xiao Liao smacked his lips beside them.

"Friend Yi, it won't be enough to buy more high-quality spirit stones,"

When the two waiters heard that there were not enough spirit stones, they felt a little disappointed, but the young man had already bought a lot and could not ask for more.

Xiao Liao continued, "If the high-quality spirit stones are not enough, we will have to use the best-quality spirit stones. I guess they won't be able to find them..."

Top-grade spiritual stone? Can't find it?

The two waiters looked at each other and spoke loudly at the same time.

"It's easy to find!"

Even if they can't make change and have to pay with something else, they will try their best to make change.

Yi Er went on a shopping spree at Shui Mo Pavilion, and it was almost noon when he left.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a scholar holding a scroll and confronting the waiter at the door.

"I just want to set up a stall in a small area to make a living. It seems that there is no need for Shui Mo Pavilion to force me like this."

The waiter seemed a little impatient, "Go away, don't force me to call the security team."

In contrast, the Water Ink Pavilion seemed a bit overbearing.

Xiao Liao's eyes sparkled. She knew the answer to this question. She was familiar with storybooks and understood this best. Isn't this the classic scene of a talented but unappreciated scholar meeting a kind-hearted young man from a wealthy family?

This scholar has a handsome appearance, white robes, stoic eyes, and tightly pursed lips.

Although it is a little messy, it still has a decadent beauty, and adds a sense of experience.

Even a grown woman like her had to admit that she was a really handsome scholar.

At this time, a rich young man should jump out and accuse the waiter of being too cold-blooded.

Xiao Liao looked around with great interest. Where was the young man from a rich family?

There are a lot of people gathered here, and Xiao Liao is in high spirits.

"Xiao Liao, why don't you leave?"

Xiao Liao suddenly heard Yi Er speak, and then she reacted.

She was also looking everywhere for the protagonist of the story, the rich young man, and this richest young man was right next to her!

No way! Could it be that the down-and-out scholar who felt that his talent was not appreciated was targeting Friend Yi Dao?

Xiao Liao immediately became alert. This kind of poor but persevering personality was the most attractive to ignorant rich young men. Daoyou Yi didn't even know the prices outside. If she was cheated, she would be beaten by the senior sister.

What are you afraid of?

"My dear, would you like to see my paintings?"

The poor scholar looked at Senior Brother Yi standing at the door with deep eyes.

YI Daoyou actually walked closer with great interest to look at the poor scholar's paintings.

Xiao Liao's alarm bells went off. Her years of reading told her that this poor scholar wanted to be a gangster!