Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

After Fu Ling'er walked out of the crowd, she walked around and found many small vendors selling these little gadgets on the street at the edge of the square.

Fu Ling'er walked past the stalls one by one. There were stalls selling food, sugar paintings, and roasted nuts.

Turning to another road, there were resources for sale that practitioners needed, such as weapons, defensive and offensive magic tools, etc. However, the quality was quite ordinary, so Fu Ling'er was not interested.

"Huh? What is this?"

Fu Ling'er walked to the stall set up by an old man in front.

The old man's stall was not big. It was just a three-foot square piece of cloth spread on the ground. On it were five or six strange-looking fruits. The round fruits were the size of a palm and covered with sharp thorns. Perhaps to avoid pricking people, the old man wrapped the thorns with a lot of straw. It made it look less ferocious. There was also a fist-sized, dark stone next to it.

What made Fu Ling'er feel strange was the stone. However, she did not ask directly what the stone was or how to sell it. Instead, she asked about the strange fruits next to it.

Fu Linger picked up the thorn of a fruit with two fingers, held it in front of the old man and asked,

"Uncle, what tree does this fruit come from? I have never seen it before in my life. Why does it have thorns? Uncle, can you tell me what this is? What is its function? Can it be eaten?" Fu Ling'er asked with a look of inexperienced newbie who had never seen the world and was full of curiosity.

"Oh, put it down quickly, put it down quickly, you little girl, I can see you have no knowledge. This is the thorny blood fruit that my son picked from the depths of Luxi Mountains with great effort. It is highly poisonous, put it down quickly." The old man was frightened by the thorny blood fruit that Fu Ling'er picked up. His son had said that the thorny blood fruit contained poisonous liquid and if someone was pricked by it, it would be fatal.

He even scolded his son for bringing these poisonous things back home, saying that not only could they not be sold for much money, but they were also dangerous.

But his son said that in the eyes of those who know the value of the product, it is worth a fortune. He should just go ahead and sell it. When he heard that it was worth a fortune, he immediately got it and set up a stall without saying anything. He had been setting up the stall since early morning, and it was almost noon, but no one knew the value of the product, and no one was interested in buying it.

He scolded his son in his heart again, thinking that if no one would appreciate the value of it, he would throw it away.

But I didn’t expect that when I was about to close the stall, someone who knew the goods actually came to my door.

No, it should be said that not only does she not know the value of the product, she also doesn't know what it is.

Hahahaha, this only sucker must not be let off.

Hey, little girl, look at me blowing you.

"Blood-thorn fruit? I've never heard of it. It's poisonous. You can't touch it," Fu Ling'er immediately put down the fruit in her hand.

"I know you are ignorant, little girl. Let me tell you, don't be fooled by its appearance. It is a good thing that can kill people without being seen," the old man deliberately lowered his voice and continued.

"Tell me, as a little girl walking outside, what should you do if you encounter a bad guy? What if you encounter someone stronger than you and you can't beat him? At this time, if you have a secret weapon that can kill people without anyone noticing, don't you think you have an extra life? So little girl, it's right to believe in me, you deserve this blood-thorn fruit."

"Well, after hearing what you said, I feel that it is quite right. We must have a way to protect our lives no matter where we are, right?"

"Really? Trust me, it's absolutely right. Buy this blood-thorn fruit, it can save your life at a critical moment. It's a good equipment for home and travel."

"Well, how much is this, sir? You are right, I will buy it and keep it for a life-saving purpose at a critical moment."

"Hey, that's right. Let me tell you, the one you just took is a green thorn, it's not very mature yet, you have to leave it for two days, but these ones are mature, and they have the strongest venom. You should buy them all and have them in case of emergency. I think you look kind, so I'll sell them to you at a lower price. I'll give you 10,000 gold coins for each blood thorn fruit, and 8,000 for the green thorn one, how about that?"

"Ten thousand for one? So expensive? Then you can keep it for yourself, I don't really need it," Fu Ling'er pretended to get up and leave.

"Hey, eight thousand each, six thousand for Qing Ci," the old man was stunned for a moment. How could he leave? That won't work.

Fu Ling'er, however, took a determined step and left.

"Hey, little girl, shall we discuss this? How about you give me a number and I'll listen to it and see if it's okay?"

Fu Ling'er paused, turned around,

"Five hundred gold coins for the whole thing,"

"Five hundred each? That's absolutely not possible. One thousand cannot be less," the old man shook his head vigorously.

"Uncle, you are wrong. Five hundred is enough to buy everything on your stall."

"You...you, little girl, it's windy, say it again, I didn't hear you clearly?" The old man looked at the little girl in disbelief. She was obviously a rookie just now, how did she turn into a fox now?

"Four hundred and fifty gold coins for the whole thing,"

"Oh, no, you just..."

"Four hundred gold coins. If you don't want to sell it, forget it. I thought about it and I don't have to buy it. There are other options. If you can't bear to sell it, then forget it." Fu Ling'er walked forward while the old man was stunned.

One step, three steps, five steps...

"Hey, girl, come back soon. Four hundred is four hundred. I'll give it all to you." The old man looked at Fu Ling'er dejectedly and said hatefully.

"Okay, seeing that you are so sincere about selling them, I will take them on with reluctance. Here, here are four hundred gold coins, please count them." Fu Ling'er returned to the stall in two steps and quickly wrapped up the cloth used for the stall, including the prickly blood fruits and the unknown stone.

"Here, sir, give me this piece of cloth. I see your forehead is red, which is a sign of great fortune. You will definitely have good fortune and prosperity in the future. Just wait and see, you will definitely make a lot of money tomorrow."

"Hey, take it, take it. It's just a piece of linen." The old man laughed. He was originally in a depressed mood, but Fu Ling'er's words blew away all his unhappiness.

"Hey, okay. Thank you very much, sir. Bye." Fu Ling'er put the sackcloth package into the space, turned around and walked forward.

Fu Ling'er didn't find anything interesting in the things in front of her at a glance, so she walked towards another wide road.

As she walked, Fu Ling'er saw two people in front of her holding a portrait and observing passers-by.

Are you looking for someone?

Fu Ling'er is quite sensitive to scenes where people are looking for someone with a portrait.

She wanted to see who those two people were looking for.

So Fu Ling'er approached the two men as if nothing had happened.

"Are we going to look for it like this? It feels so stupid. Who would be so blatant as to compare the portrait with passersby? If we run into a tough guy, will we get beaten?" As soon as Fu Ling'er approached the two people, she heard one of them complaining.