Fantasy: Please Don't Grab Me, I'm The Son Of Destiny!

The value of treasures that have been identified will naturally be fully revealed.

Shanyang City has a lot of traffic, and business travelers from all walks of life in various states will come here.

Correspondingly, there are countless professional appraising pavilions. Among them, Mount Tai Beidou has sharp eyes.

Therefore, to participate in the Wanbao Conference, you never need to test your eyesight, only your financial resources.

However, the temporary treasure trading place organized privately like Yibaoji is different. There are mixed dragons and snakes here, and it is naturally difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

In this way, people are given the opportunity to pick up the leak.

Although Jiang Yu doesn't have the ability to identify treasures, but with the red fox True Monarch, a ten thousand year old monster, there are many opportunities.

As for Zhan Hongyan and Qin Muqing, the two of them mostly came to watch the fun.

The three of them arrived at Yibaoji all the way. Although it was still early, there were already quite a few people on the street.

In many positions, people have already taken out their own "treasures" and set up stalls for business.

The location of Yibaoji this time is the place designated by the Lord's Mansion of Shanyang City, which is called "Sifang Street", and the interior extends in all directions, leading to all parts of the city.

The entire Sifang Street is hundreds of meters long and can accommodate many people.

Walking along the street, Qin Muqing had a girlish heart, and couldn't help but look here and there at the stalls passing by, very lively.

On the contrary, Zhan Hongyan, since she came out of the inn, has been cold-faced all the way, looking very bad.

At the beginning, Jiang Yu observed the treasures on several street stalls, and they were all ordinary goods, and more than 70% of them were fake, so his enthusiasm dropped a lot.

Walking side by side with Zhan Hongyan, seeing her stern expression, he said: "Junior Sister Zhan doesn't seem to be very interested, it's rare to come out, I'd rather be happier."

"You shop yours, I shop mine, mind your own business."

Rolling eyes at Jiang Yu, Zhan Hongyan said angrily.

Jiang Yu, who had a gray nose, scratched his head in embarrassment, and rushed to the stall in front of him, Qin Muqing suddenly turned his head.

"Jiang Dage, sister Zhan, come here quickly, look at how beautiful this is."

When speaking, Qin Muqing was holding a carved hairpin in his hand, and he seemed to like it very much.

Seeing this, Jiang Yu immediately said, "Go and have a look together?"

Zhan Hongyan glared at him, didn't speak, but still walked over there.

Although the stall owner is a male practitioner, for some reason, most of his stalls are for women.

Hairpins, jade bracelets, earrings, and even bronze mirrors with hair combs, etc., were arranged all over the floor.

The posture looked more like a jewelry stall than a Yibao stall.

Even so, it is very attractive to women. Even Zhan Hongyan was attracted by the pair of earrings on the booth, so she couldn't help but pick it up and examine it carefully.

Around the booth, there were many other female practitioners who were also being selected, which attracted many male practitioners to stop by.

Therefore, this place has become the busiest place nearby.

Qin Muqing put the hairpin in front of Jiang Yu and asked, "Jiang Dage, do you think this looks good?"

Jiang Yu, who has been widowed and lonely for twenty years, doesn't know what these girls like, so he just nods his heart and says it looks good.

Qin Muqing was very happy to get his response.

Turning his head, he asked the stall owner directly, "How do you sell this?"

The stall owner glanced at her and said calmly, "Two low-grade Spirit Stones, or something equivalent."

A Common hairpin, the material is ordinary, without any blessing of rune formation, and it is not a Magical Item. How dare you sell two low-quality Spirit Stones?

What shocked Jiang Yu even more was that Qin Muqing actually took out his purse to give money.

Sure enough, women's money is the best money to earn. If it were him, let alone two low-grade Spirit Stones, even if they were given to him, he would feel troublesome.

Even Zhan Hongyan couldn't help frowning, thinking it was a little expensive.

But Qin Muqing has an old man who is the richest man in Anyang City, so he doesn't care if he is rich.

Jiang Yu turned his mind, and was about to look elsewhere, but his eyes flickered, and he looked at the corner of the stall.

There was a dirty-looking wooden box, which seemed to contain some kind of jewelry.

His eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "This hairpin has two low-grade Spirit Stones, it seems a bit too expensive, right?"

The stall owner was already happily preparing to collect the money, but when he heard this, he frowned immediately.

Qin Muqing, who had already handed over half of the Spirit Stones, was also taken aback for a moment, and did not hand over the money directly.

Seeing this, the stall owner was naturally even more unhappy, and said in a deep voice: "My friend, you don't say a word when you watch chess. True Monarch, how much others spend on things, and how much I sell them, doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yu smiled and said, "What the boss said is really..."

Seeing his wit, the boss's face was about to soften, but Jiang Yu suddenly continued: "But cheating on my friend, that's different."

Squinting his eyes, the stall owner said coldly: "What do you mean? Trading is fair and just, and it's all voluntary. When did I cheat you?"

"Haha, boss, don't get me wrong. I don't mean anything else. Since Miss Qin likes this hairpin, we can just buy it. But the two low-grade Spirit Stones, after all, it's more appropriate to add more hair, right?"

A keen light flashed in the stall owner's eyes, and he said, "Which one do you think is suitable for this addition to my stall?"

Jiang Yu chuckled, raised his hand and casually pointed to a pair of bracelets on the ground and said, "The bracelet looks good to me."

"This is a Nanyuan white jade bracelet. Just because of the quality of the jade, there are more than two low-grade Spirit Stones."

"What about the bronze mirror?"

"My pair of pattern mirrors are from the master's handwriting, and they are orphans. At least ten low-grade Spirit Stones are worth it."

...

Even pointing to a few items, the stall owners have their own opinions.

Seeing that the things on this stall are either rare or expensive, or are masters.

In short, no matter what it is, the price must not be lower than ten low-grade Spirit Stones anyway.

Seeing this, the onlookers gradually began to whisper.

The stall owner may be a little clever, but he didn't realize that Jiang Yu's purpose from the very beginning was different from what he thought.

Seeing that the time has come, he suddenly smiled and said: "It seems that the boss is really not a mortal, the things on your stall are all treasures."

Hearing this, the stall owner said subconsciously: "That's natural, and I don't even look at me... What do you mean?"

Halfway through the conversation, the stall owner suddenly sensed that the situation around him was not right, and asked in a cold voice.

The smile on Jiang Yu's face did not change, and he continued: "It's nothing, I see that the boss has so many good things, and he came here to set up a street stall, just expressing his feelings."

"Did you come here on purpose?"