End of ten days

The thin man was stunned for a moment, as if trying to figure out Qi Xia's motives.

Qi Xia's two "le"s have been held in the air for a while. He said slightly impatiently: "What? I'll trade you two for one and a half, how long do you have to think about it?"

Thin men are indeed in a bit of trouble.

After all, Qi Xia took out two identical fans, which would not play any role in his escape. .🅆.

"You...can you change it?" The thin man pointed at the "Xi" on the ground and asked tentatively, "Can I have one 'Le' and one 'Xi'?"

"Of course not." Qi Xia said without hesitation, "I have the final say in my business, whether you want to change it or not."

"ah?"

Qi Xia knew that this man had a very hesitant personality, and if he wanted to make a decision, he must not leave any time to think.

"You won't change it, right? Forget it." Qi Xia nodded, and when he was about to put the fan back, the thin man pulled him back.

The thin man had been in contact with Qi Xia once, so he naturally knew that he had a one-size-fits-all character, so he could only make a decision quickly at this time.

"I'll change...I'll change..."

With a hesitant look on his face, he took out another fan from his pocket and handed it to Qi Xia together with the broken fan in his hand.

Qi Xia didn't hesitate anymore and handed him two handfuls of "le".

The thin man nodded his thanks after taking the fan, and then asked everyone: "Is there anyone willing to exchange a piece of "le" with me now? Any fan will do."

"Hey!" Qi Xia immediately stopped him.

"ah?"

"Get out of business." Qi Xia waved his hand, "Don't stay here with me."

"But, there are a lot of people here."

Qi Xia nodded and pulled out the sharp knife on the ground: "I understand, I will send you away."

"Ah, don't..." The thin man was very frightened. He knew that this man could talk to the "referee", so he must not be easy to mess with, so he immediately turned around and walked away.

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Seeing him leaving, Qi Xia also breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, no one here would exchange "happiness" with that person, and he would discover this problem sooner or later.

Seeing that the crowd was silent, Qi Xia put the broken fan into his pocket, then picked up another one and looked at it.

Everyone was watching around, but Qi Xia only opened the fan very slightly.

Before anyone could see clearly, Qi Xia immediately closed the fan.

Is it "luck"?

No, it's a ploy.

This is another "sorrow".

In everyone's eyes, every fan is worth five "Tao" stars, but in Qi Xia's eyes, it's different.

The broken fan in the hand of this thin man is "anger" which is very lacking in the "market", and now the second fan is "sorrow". He has no idea that he is a hidden rich man.

Now I have exchanged two "joys" for one "sorrow" and one "anger", which can only be said to be a windfall.

This man's fan was exactly what Qi Xia had expected. The reason why he shamelessly came to exchange it was because he could go out right away.

Therefore, the remaining fan in his hand is neither "joy" nor "joy", otherwise he would not be able to get out even if he changed it.

Since he took out one "anger" in exchange, his second hand could only be "sorrow".

Qi Xia put "Ai" in his pocket and put the broken fan on the ground.

When everyone saw Qi Xia holding out a broken fan, they expressed their confusion.

"Young man, why did you put down the broken fan?" The aunt asked, "What was the word "good fan" just now? Show us."

"Yes, yes!" Several people echoed.

"Am I obligated to show it to you?" Qi

Xia said coldly, "There are only these two now. It's up to you whether you want them or not."

Everyone looked down and saw that one was a broken fan and the other was "Xi", and they all hesitated.

Qi Xia didn't care, took out the chalk and added another sentence on the ground.

"Broken fan: two fans for one."

When everyone saw these words, they felt that Qi Xia had gone crazy.

Who would trade two fans for one? Isn't this the same as Diyang?

What's more, the fan in Diyang's hand is still good.

At this time, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and Qi Xia took the opportunity to count the number of people in the venue. .🅆.

There were only twenty-two people left. Unexpectedly, ten people escaped while setting up the stall.

Qi Xia helped a lot in this.

If it weren't for Qi Xia's stall, these people would have to wait another half an hour if they wanted to go out.

These people have consumed five "Sorrows", and now there are at most fifteen "Sorrows" left on the "market".

While Qi Xia was setting up his stall, he received two handfuls of "Ai" from the "market". Once these two "Ai"s entered his hands, they could not flow into the market again, so there were at most thirteen handfuls left on the market.

Combined with the situation of setting up stalls just now, the number of "Ai" is probably far less than thirteen, otherwise someone will definitely take out "Ai" in exchange for other fans.

After all, escaping now is the best option for everyone.

Both Di Yang and Qi Xia needed two fans to replace their fans, so there was no point in waiting.

But why didn't anyone escape?

Where are they stuck?

Qi Xia was not in a hurry at all, just sitting there and waiting quietly.

The remaining twenty people in the venue began to talk to each other, but seeing each team failing, everyone seemed to feel that the situation was not good.

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A man in leather jacket came to Qi Xia at this time. He looked down at Qi Xia's stall and asked, "Brother, what's the word on your broken fan?"

Qi Xia lowered his head and carefully opened the broken fan. It was a "Wu" torn in half.

The man in leather jacket raised his eyebrows and whispered, "Can I make a deal with you?"

"Oh?" Qi Xia looked at him, "What to negotiate?"

"I will exchange two fans with you, but after the game is over, you return the five "Dao" to me."

Qi Xia touched his chin slightly. He felt that this proposal was not difficult to accept. This is also a mode of cooperation.

"Two questions." Qi Xia said, "First, they are obviously two fans, why don't you exchange them with Diyang?"

"Because he will never give me the "Tao" back." The leather jacket man said, "And I feel that you played a little trick in this game. You should need the fan more now, not the "Tao", so I want to cooperate with you."

Qi Xia nodded after hearing this, and asked again: "Then how can you be sure that I will definitely give you the "Tao" after I go out?"

"Because my name is Song Qi." The man said.

"Song Qi?" Qi Xia had never heard of this name, "What's wrong with you being called Song Qi?"

"My name is enough for me to make a fair transaction in the "Land of the End."

Qi Xia knew that this sentence had two meanings, with a hint of threat and a hint of fairness.

The man's tone did not sound like a lie. He was very likely a well-known figure in the "Land of the End" like Ringo.

"Okay, Song Qi, I promise you." Qi Xia said, "If you didn't lie, then this "anger" will be yours."

"That's straightforward." Song Qi nodded. When he turned around and was about to take out the fan, he asked again, "Do you have a special word you want?"

"Of course." Qi Xia replied, "I want "sorrow."