When talking about the truth, I was quite happy to see him. Why can I just talk about nothing?

She stared at Cheng Baiyi who kept muttering, thinking that this person must have great luck, otherwise he would have been beaten to death if someone else had done so.

She left Zhaocai Jinbao here to listen to Cheng Baiyi's long-winded words. She returned to the house and worked hard for another while, and finally made a seaweed clam egg cake.

They each packed a piece for Cheng Baiyi, and quickly sent him out of the doorstep while his mouth was still blocked by egg cakes.

Without his noisy sound like a flies and mosquitoes, he felt much quieter in an instant.

Hua Xiaomi looked at the sky. Time passed and it was dark.

A few puppets were left behind, and Zhaocai and Bao were allowed to visit the house. He turned around and wanted to go out, but after a quick step, she took out another storage bag.

It is full of seeds, various spiritual valleys, spiritual rice, vegetables, and medicines.

Although it is stupid to Zhaocai and Jinbao, it is smarter than those puppets. Let it plant it in different categories and clean up the house.

After she gave the explanation, she went out to visit the night market.

Compared to the deserted day, it seems more lively at night. Lanterns made of moonstones are hung on various major shops and stalls.

There were endless hawking sounds, and Hua Xiaomi first went to see all kinds of snacks, and then went to other stalls to walk around.

It seems that there is nothing interesting, so it is better to go to the Tower of Ignorance.

Just as I was about to turn around and go to the shop to take a look, I glanced at a small stall.

There was a small piece of iron covered with soil on the stall - the Qiong women's skirt next to it.

The Qiong women's skirt is a small mushroom elixir covered with a white net on its head. It blew by the wind and looked as beautiful as if wearing a skirt from a distance.

It has the effect of replenishing blood and treating damaged tendons and veins.

It can be mixed with a series of spiritual herbs such as Wenzhicao to make Wenzhicao to refine Wenzhicao.

The same effect is, but the essence of the elixir is naturally taken to remove the dross, and the efficacy is stronger.

Hua Xiaomi's talent in alchemy is not very good, so she doesn't plan to use it to refine alchemy, but she still wants to buy it back.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell this Qiong women's skirt?"

There are people coming and going in the night market, and the stall is located a little forward in the middle, and the business is pretty good.

She had been busy just now and happened to send a guest away, so she asked.

"Qiongwoman's skirt?" The stall owner's Qi Refining Seventh Floor, a middle-aged man in his forties, had his eyes rolling around, looking like a profiteer.

He originally planned to slaughter the other party hard, but he looked at the woman in gray in front of him who had actually refined the qi in the ninth level.

He immediately grinned and bowed, "I have 50 spirit stones sold in this Qiong girl's skirt. Today, I'll see that fellow Taoists are destined to be considered ten spirit stones."

Hua Xiaomi nodded, and with a flash of her fingertips, ten shining spirit stones flew to the stall owner's hand.

Seeing the spirit stone, he felt joy in his heart. He was about to take out the inventory, but he heard a faint voice from the other party:

"Ten spirit stones, two hundred."

The stall owner was stunned, his expression changed slightly, and hesitated:

"This Qiong women's skirt can be used to make at least fifty pieces of questrait pills, and that questrait pill is five spirit stones per. Is it a bit ruthless to reduce the price this time?"

Hua Xiaomi didn't speak, and looked at him with a smile.

A profiteer who tells lies with his eyes open!

How can spiritual medicines be confused with pills?

If the pills are so easy to refine, the price will not be so high, and the alchemist will not be so popular.

The stall owner said this clearly because he pretended to be pitiful and wanted to make more profits, but he didn't look at these Qiong women's skirts, but they only had a few years.

If she hadn't discovered that this Qiong women's skirt could be refined into a gel object similar to agar.

Even if she spends these ten spirit stones, she thinks it’s expensive!

The stall owner finally started the business. Although he had already scolded Hua Xiaomi as a dog in his heart, he still smiled like Huaer on the surface.

There is no way, who makes business difficult now? All customers now have to be as respectful as the day.

As for a guest like Hua Xiaomi who has a higher cultivation level than him, he must be more respectful than to the Heavenly Dao!

Looking at the storage bag handed over by the stall owner, Hua Xiaomi swept it casually and knew it.

During just two breaths, all the Qiong women's skirts inside were transferred to Hua Xiaomi's storage bag.

The stall owner was slightly surprised. Such a fast delivery speed showed that the other party's spiritual sense was extraordinary!

After buying things, Hua Xiaomi patted the storage bag and nodded at him.

The stall owner breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally sent away this tricky way of heaven, but in a blink of an eye he heard the other party say:

"Why might you give me this thing a bonus?"

The stall owner was so excited that he saw a small iron piece of iron that was in his hand that was covered in mud on his stall.

His face gradually became a little ugly, and he was slightly blue, and he gritted his teeth: "I will give it to you, I will give it to you, I will give it to you! I hope that fellow Taoists will not come to my small stall in the future!"

After getting enough money, Hua Xiaomi thanked her and left with satisfaction.

The stall owner picked up the broken magic weapon on the stall surface and swept the falling dust with his sleeves.

I was thinking about how to get the loss I suffered from Hua Xiaomi this time and how to get it back from the next surrender.

At this moment, a cold female voice asked:

"Let me ask the stall owner, where is the small piece of iron covered with soil here?"

The stall owner was stunned and looked up and saw a woman in light blue clothes in front of him. She had a beautiful appearance and a cold temperament, just like a clear snow lotus on a mountain.

"Uh..." For a moment, the stall owner was unable to speak intimidated by this momentum.

The cold woman frowned slightly between her eyebrows. The maid next to her was very good at observing her expressions. Seeing that her lady was unhappy, she immediately raised her eyebrows and stared at her.

"What's wrong with you? What's the matter with you? What's the matter with you!

I quickly handed over the little iron piece of Luo Shizi. My lady has always been generous and pleased her. You will be beneficial!”

The maid was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, pointing to the stall owner on the seventh level of Qi Refining, her words were so arrogant that she looked disdainful.

The stall owner had no time to get angry because the cold woman in front of him was perfect in refining Qi, which looked extraordinary and could not be afforded by him.

And now there seems to be a more important question. Didn’t the small iron piece stained with soil be sent out by him just now as a bonus?

Spirit stones, a pile of shiny spirit stones, left him!

If he had known that the iron piece was so popular, he would have been offering it as his ancestor.

There is also the thing that looks very ordinary, but there are so many people who want it, so it is probably a good thing.

Ahhh! He was hit by the treasure and passed by him. How could this not make him feel depressed?

Because of this missed treasure, the stall owner had to study every item when he saw it carefully. Later, the business became worse and worse, and he became more and more poor.

This is an off-topic topic, so I won’t talk about it for now.

Hua Xiaomi turned around the stall again, holding the small patch in her hand, and rubbed the dirt on it.

Seeing a Duobao Building ahead, she was about to go in and take a look.

After walking two steps, I heard someone shouting at her: "Hey, dirty girl, my lady wants to ask you if you have something to do."

Hua Xiaomi paused and looked at herself with her head down. Although her clothes were gray, they were just as color as they were not dirty. They were definitely not talking about her.

Thinking of this, she walked forward with firm steps again.
Chapter completed!