Quickly wear the salted fish and don’t lie flat

After walking for a long time, Sangye found an empty seat. He quickly took out a dark blue cloth that he had prepared in advance and spread it on the ground. He took out a small horse from the space and sat on it.

With a wave of his hand, five scrolls appeared on the cloth.

Sang Ye took out another small blackboard and wrote on it with chalk: Pick up leaks!Top quality spiritual painting!A picture of ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones!The price is clearly marked, so no one can be deceived!

Putting the small blackboard in the center of her stall, Sang Ye began to wait for customers to come.

As far as she knew, the value of a high-grade spiritual painting was about [-] high-grade spiritual stones. The paintings she took out were mainly not that large in length, so she marked them at a price that was much lower than the market price. Price.

Come to think of it, there should be someone who knows the goods, right?

Why!I have to say that if a newcomer doesn’t understand this world properly, he will really make a fool of himself!

No, the mulberry leaf in front of me is the one making the joke!

Sang Ye sat there for a long time, and people passing by took one look at her, sneered and left!

Mulberry leaf:? ? ? ? ?

what's going on?What does it mean?

Sang Ye was really confused and completely confused.

Looking at the tiger masked man next to him who had already sold three elixirs, Sang Ye asked humbly: "Fellow Taoist, I would like to excuse you, but why is my stall unvisited? And ah! They What does it mean to take one look, sneer and then leave?"

The man in the tiger mask chuckled and said, "At first glance, you look like you are a newcomer to the world of cultivation who doesn't know anything about the world!"

Sang Ye nodded.

Yes, she has just arrived!

"You spiritual painting, everyone will know it's fake just by looking at your price tag. No one is waiting to be taken advantage of."

Sang Ye frowned even more tightly and asked in a low voice: "Why are fellow Taoists so sure?"

Tiger Mask smiled proudly: "This spiritual painting is still a high-grade spiritual painting. It has always been priceless. Every time a high-grade spiritual painting appears, it attracts many cultivators to rush for it. Twenty thousand The top-grade spiritual stones are only at the lowest price. What a blessing for you. You actually pay back [-] yuan and high-grade spiritual paintings? There are five more! You... aren't you just selling fake paintings in an open and honest manner? Hahaha Ha ha........."

"Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones can't even afford a low-grade spiritual painting! Hahahaha..."

Tiger Mask laughed his head off.

Mulberry leaves:............

Sang Ye sat back in his seat silently, listening to the tiger mask next to him laughing wildly, speechless!

Okay!The price is actually too low!

I really am too ignorant, but the base price of a high-grade spiritual painting is [-] high-grade spiritual stones. It’s so... incredible!

Sang Ye reached for the small blackboard, swiped it twice, and added one stroke, making it one hundred thousand!

The man in the tiger mask suddenly stopped talking and looked at Sang Ye with something wrong in his eyes. Good guy, this fellow Taoist is so brave!

She dares to ask for [-] high-grade spiritual stones for a fake painting. Doesn't she want to get out of here alive?

Looking at the revised price, Sang Ye placed the small blackboard in the middle of the stall with satisfaction.

Thinking that Taoist Taoist Tiger Mask Man had helped her find the root cause of her inability to sell her things, Sang Ye said politely: "Thank you Taoist Taoist for your guidance. I will leave one for you later. I don't need you to give it to me." Ten thousand, the original ten thousand is fine."

As he spoke, he randomly took out one of the original five paintings and placed it next to it.

Tiger Mask Man:..........

Thank you very much, you really dare to ask for it!A fake painting actually costs me [-] yuan, whoever buys it is a fool!He wouldn't be fooled anyway.

Sure enough, after the price was changed, a customer wearing a black cloak with dark gold threads and a gold mask on his face, with an astonishing aura, stood in front of the stall soon after.

He stared at the small blackboard on the stall for a long time.

Sang Ye said nothing and let him look at it as he pleased.

puff-

The man laughed.

Sang Ye looked up at him with a puzzled look on his face.

"Why is this customer laughing looking at my stall?"

The golden masked man's voice was low and magnetic: "Of course I saw something funny. You stall owner is so interesting! You really dare to write! I walked here before, and it was clearly marked with [-] high-grade spiritual stones. Here I am. After one lap, it turns into [-] high-grade spiritual stones. Are you afraid that if you have too many spiritual stones, you will lose your life to take them?"

These last few sentences are extremely cold!

Sang Ye sighed, business is really not easy to do!Look!The first one to come to the door was actually someone looking for trouble!

However, Sang Ye is not afraid at all, her things are not fake, she is afraid of balls!

"Fellow Taoist, this thing is mine. What's the price? Of course, I can bid as much as I want! I'm so happy that I bid 100 million spiritual stones. What can you do?"

Obviously, Sang Ye's arrogant words completely angered the person in front of him.

"is it?"

The voice behind the golden mask smelled of danger.

"If I buy a fake product, hahaha... I hope you can still be so arrogant at that time!"

Golden Mask raised his hand and threw out a Universe Bag.

Sang Ye picked up the Qiankun bag, took a look at it, and happily received it in his arms.

You are a customer when you come to your door. As long as you pay, the service must be in place!

Ignoring the murderous gaze, he said diligently: "The four spiritual paintings here are available for guests to choose, but they cannot be opened! You can only open them if you are sure which one you want!"

After all, it was his first customer. Sang Ye pointed to a spiritual painting placed alone next to him with a good attitude, and explained: "This was reserved by others, and this cannot be sold."

Because of Sang Ye's strange operations and the customers who were obviously looking for trouble, many people had gathered here, all looking like they were watching a good show.

The man in the golden mask casually took one and unfolded it on the spot.

Sang Ye hurriedly stopped him and said, "Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment."

The golden masked man paused upon hearing this, his eyes full of anger, waiting for her explanation.

Sang Ye said kindly: "One person can only buy one of my paintings, and that's it! I advise guests to open it in a safe place!"

The golden masked man was trying to prevent this arrogant stall owner from getting out of here today. How could he listen to her?

Swah——

The scroll is expanded.

A pressure instantly enveloped everyone, one eye flashed fiercely, and a ferocious tiger appeared in mid-air. Its eyes full of murderous intent locked tightly on everyone present, as if it was about to pounce at any time and bite them off. Their necks, tear their bodies apart!

The monk with low cultivation level collapsed to the ground on the spot, lying on the ground shivering!

The monks with higher cultivation levels were not much better either. Their two legs were fighting and they were sweating profusely!

Swah——

Sang Ye snatched the scroll with quick eyes and hands and closed it instantly.

The tiger in the sky also returned to the scroll, leaving only the terrifying pressure.

After carefully wrapping the scroll, Sang Ye placed it in the arms of the stiff golden masked man and sat back down in his little booth.

After all the money and money, this guy has nothing to do with her.

As the spiritual painting was closed, the streets where you could hear the drop of a needle slowly began to boil.

The monk, who was shaking like chaff, no longer cared about his fear, and began to squeeze towards the mulberry leaf stall with difficulty. While squeezing back, he shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoist, I want one piece, I want one piece."

This sentence is like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, causing it to explode instantly.

The man in the golden mask also came back to his senses, holding the painting in his hand tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Fellow Taoist, it was all my fault before, I...I... I want to buy paintings, I bought them all, bought them all!”

Shaking his hands, he started to take out the Qiankun bag in his arms.