(I want to hear more of your voices and receive more of your suggestions. Now, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" and follow it to give "Endless Artifacts" more support!) Zhou Cheng and his four men headed to Yongzhou County City. When they were on the way, they also learned about the general form of the world from the warriors.

The world of literary and Taoism is not as peaceful as it seems. The two countries in the human race are established together, both based on literary and Taoism. There are scholars, scholars, Jinshi, Hanlin and other literary positions, and they can turn the glorious chapters of poetry into substantial attacks.

There are still alien races coveting them outside the human race, including barbarians in the north and demons in the south. The strength of these two races is also not weaker than that of the human race!

Yongzhou County is located in the south of the human country. After leaving the Yongzhou border, it is a gathering place for demons to gather!

Yongzhou County City is the safest place in Yongzhou, and naturally the most prosperous place. At this time, the county magistrate held a civil and military banquet, and invited martial artists from all over the world and local literati to have a civil and military battle. There were a lot more people in Yongzhou County City.

There are many pedestrians on the spacious street, which is not an exaggeration to say that they are shoulder to shoulder. Moreover, there is no ban on commercial spaces, and some small stalls selling jewelry and food can be found everywhere.

This was the first time Zhou Cheng saw an ancient county town of this size. He looked slightly surprised, looking left and right, he looked full of curiosity.

Ye Junyu joked, "Little Taoist, you are a student of the Great Qi Handu Academy. Why do you seem to have never seen the prosperity of the city?"

Zhou Qingyuan has seen it, but I have never seen it... Zhou Cheng thought so in his heart, but he still explained: "When I was in Handan, I only focused on studying, but I didn't pay much attention to the prosperity of time."

Ye Junyu chuckled and said, "Then it's really right that I called you a little scholar before. I've been in Handan for so long and haven't been shopping well."

A student from Handandu Academy... Song Hong looked at Zhou Cheng with a serious look. Before, he only knew that Zhou Cheng was a disciple of Chunyang Sect, and he had not yet opened his soul. He did not expect that he would have such an identity.

It is not something that anyone can enter the Handandu Academy just wants to enter, it is exclusive to the children of the top families in Daqi.

Zhou Qingyuan, is the Zhou clan in Yingcheng? Song Hong's eyes lit up when he thought of this.

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When he first came to Yongzhou County City, Zhou Cheng and others couldn't find the direction for a while, and didn't know where to go to find the venue for the civil and military banquet.

So they decided to take a look at this prosperous place first and inquire about the civil and military banquet.

But after walking for a while, Ye Junyu stopped in front of a stall. She waved her hand and said, "Little Taoist, Senior Brother Zhong, come and see."

At this time, Zhou Cheng and Zhong Qinyuan were somewhere else. When they heard Ye Junyu's voice, they followed him. Song Hong naturally did not dare to fall behind, but also followed them.

"Junyu, what's wrong?" Zhou Cheng asked curiously. This girl who is obsessed with making swords would have something to buy?

"Little Taoist priest, look at this." Ye Junyu pointed to the things on the stall. Naturally, those things could not be gold and silver jewelry, but they also made Zhou Cheng confused.

This is actually a paper stall, the kind of paper used by literati to write and draw.

"What's wrong with these papers?" Zhou Cheng was a little confused about what Ye Junyu meant, but then he frowned, feeling that the papers seemed a little familiar. Zhou Qingyuan's memory surged in his mind, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

How could there be such paper in this world?

Zhou Cheng turned his head and looked at Zhong Qinyuan, and saw that he also looked horrified, staring at the paper on the stall.

Looking at Song Hong again, he saw him with a puzzled look on his face. He obviously didn't know what was special about these papers.

"Hey hey, do you guys buy them or not? Don't delay my business if you don't buy them." The owner of the stall was a middle-aged scholar. Seeing Zhou Cheng and others dressed like a warrior, he immediately showed an impatient look.

"Boss, where did these papers come from?" Zhou Chengqiang suppressed his shock and asked the stall owner.

"Do you buy it?" The stall owner still looked impatient.

"As long as the boss makes it clear, we can cover all these papers." Zhou Cheng looked rich and arrogant.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the stall owner's wallet, which was only some broken silver and copper coins. In order to imagine that these papers should not be too expensive.

Although he left Handuo in a hurry, he still had a lot of gold, silver and jade on his body, so he was not afraid of not being able to afford these papers.

"Be serious about this? I heard that you martial artists like to break your promises and get fat the most." The stall owner's eyes were shiny, and he seemed to have a lot of energy and his face was much better, but the words were not very nice.

How bad is the reputation of martial artists in this world of literary Taoism... Zhou Cheng's mouth twitched slightly, but he still said to the stall owner: "Of course I will fulfill what I said, but the origin and specific materials of these papers must be explained clearly."

"That's natural." After Zhou Cheng's affirmation, the owner of the stall smiled a little flattering, and said with a smile: "These literary papers are all the best Qinghua wood, made of the best craftsmen, and finally the seven-year-old boy recited the saint's scriptures for ten days, which condensed the purest literary style and was the best choice for writing and painting."

Qinghuamu, the boy recites scriptures and condenses literary spirit. Zhou Cheng extracted several key information in this passage.

"I've finished speaking, are you still buying it?" The stall owner couldn't help but feel a little suspicious when he saw that Zhou Cheng had not spoken for a long time.

"Buy, of course you have to buy it!" Zhou Cheng laughed a few times to cover up his joy and asked, "I wonder how much money these literary papers cost?"

The stall owner stretched out a palm and said word by word: "Five hundred taels!"

Five hundred taels, there are probably more than two hundred pieces of these papers... Zhou Cheng now felt like he had picked up a shocking leak, so he immediately did not bargain. He directly took out a finely crafted jade pendant from his sleeve and threw it to the stall owner.

"From your appearance, you must have read books. How valuable do you think the jade pendant is?"

The stall owner trembled and held the jade pendant that Zhou Cheng threw for him, his eyes almost glared out, and he stammered: "One thousand taels, no no, at least two thousand taels! Master, I... I can't afford to find him."

"No need to find it. Please help me wrap these vent papers carefully, so that they will not be damaged at all." Zhou Cheng waved his hand and looked very generous.

Ye Junyu chuckled again. This little Taoist priest seemed to be addicted to being a wealthy young man. Well, it seemed that he was a wealthy young man.

"Yes, yes, it will definitely not be damaged at all!" The stall owner thought to himself that he had encountered a suspicion of a prodigal son this time, but he did not dare to neglect his hands. He quickly wrapped the paper with good silk, then took out a beautifully crafted Qinghua wooden box and put the paper in.

Zhou Cheng happily carried the literary paper behind him, but when he left the stall, he could vaguely hear the discussions of people around him, prodigal sons, suckers, and martial artists dared to pretend to be elegant.

Zhou Cheng only thought that these were mosquitoes flying around, and that the benefits he got were real.

"Young Master Zhou, what is the use of these papers?" Song Hong was puzzled and finally asked Zhou Cheng in a low voice in the direction of a few people.

Mr. Zhou Cheng was stunned by Song Hong's name, and then said softly: "This is something that can be used to make artifact scores. Only those who click Yingpo can refine it. Each one is worth a thousand taels of gold!"

This is actually a paper that can make artifact scores!

Song Hong looked at the box behind Zhou Cheng in shock. He bought such a precious thing at less than ten taels of silver per piece?

This is not a sucker, a prodigal son, it is clearly a huge advantage!
Chapter completed!