Chapter 342 Strong Shirley
Two days later, a hundred miles away from the "Star Forest", there was Skarub Market.
Farewell to Zhang Ji and Woma's uncle and nephew, Ling Yi took Yang Xueli to stay at the market to conduct market research.
As a market formed spontaneously by the gathering of soul masters, everything here is geared towards soul masters.
Accommodation and catering are urgent needs, occupying half of the street-facing shops.
The rest are various shops, some selling various weapons and equipment, some selling various wilderness survival tools, and various healing medicines, detoxifying medicines, etc. that have occupied 90% of the bottom market in recent years. Necessary supplies.
Of course, if there is a sale, there will naturally be a gain. For example, various soul beast corpses, furs, bones and flesh brought out by various soul master teams from the "Star Dou Forest", as well as some rare plants, ores, etc., are all in the process of acquisition.
A hundred-forged steel knife sells for twenty gold soul coins; a five-hundred-forged plate armor sells for one thousand gold soul coins; a "Detoxification Powder" sells for one gold soul coin, "Golden Sore Medicine" and "Quyu Powder" are both worth a gold soul coin; the corpse of a century-old spirit beast, the bones and flesh are weighed, one gold soul coin per catty, and the purchase price of the fur is between thirty and one hundred gold. Soul coins vary; the corpse of a thousand-year-old soul beast...
Looking at the almost wild trading market and the chaotic and unreasonable trading prices, the smile on Ling Yi's face became even brighter.
Under such a situation, [Aoki Chamber of Commerce] has a lot to do!
After finding a shop whose business was a little bleak, Ling Yi easily bought the shop and a small courtyard behind it after a brief chat with the owner.
This is a shop mainly engaged in acquisitions, because the shop owner used most of the funds to hire a team of soul masters to help his son hunt for soul rings in the "Star Forest". As a result, his son and That team of soul masters is gone and will never come back.
The money was gone, and the son who had high hopes for him was gone. After a period of mourning behind closed doors, he opened his business again. Because of the shortage of funds on hand, it was difficult to receive high-quality resources of all kinds, and a vicious cycle began. , business is getting worse day by day. After holding on for more than a year, no miracle happened, and my son still did not come out. Under Ling Yi's persuasion, the shop owner sadly chose to bring a considerable sum of money and go to a peaceful and peaceful town to settle down.
Perhaps, the shop owner can marry several wives and concubines in that small town and have a dozen children. Perhaps, soul masters with children are talented and their future is still full of hope.
Starting to tidy up the empty shop and the equally empty courtyard behind it, Ling Yi took Yang Xueli out to purchase various wood and stones.
As a generalist who has dabbled in sculpture, construction, carpentry and other skills, Ling Yi took out a full set of tools from the storage soul guide and spent only one day renovating the shop and the three houses in the small courtyard.
At night, the moon and stars are sparse.
In the newly renovated small courtyard, Ling Yi lay on a casually built lounge chair and looked up at the stars.
In the corner of the courtyard next to it, Ling Yi planted a "golden laurel tree". Watered by the power of life, it is now lush and green. Although the small flower buds have not yet bloomed, they are quietly spreading. There is a faint fragrance.
Not far from the tree, there is a newly built bluestone wellhead.
On the ground, there is a satin-like lawn, with "Blue Silver Grass" plants full of life, and the light blue grass leaves are as crystal clear as jade crystals.
'The letter has been sent out. We will wait for the nearest chamber of commerce to receive it before arranging for manpower to come over. It will take about seven days, and it should not exceed ten days at the latest...'
Looking at Yu Under the bright moon, Ling Yi silently planned the next arrangement in his heart:
'Except for a branch hall set up by the [Martial Soul Hall] and a group of palace-protecting knights stationed in this market, basically There is no figure of any big force in the world, and the strongest one is just the soul master family founded by a soul saint to back it up. '
'Sure enough, this is the normal style of painting. There are so many strong men and masters in this world. During this period, we often encounter Soul Emperors, Soul Saints, and even Soul Douluos. This is because I have reached a certain level, just like the protagonist group in the original work. I have met so many masters and talented geniuses. On the one hand, it is the need of the plot, and on the other hand, the circle I am in makes it easier to meet them. These people...'
'The real Douluo Continent is just like my experience in the past few years and this Scarab Market. The Soul King is the master, the Soul Emperor appears occasionally, and the Soul Saint is the boss-level existence behind the scenes. ’
‘Those Contras are either the signature figures of various major forces, or they are the background and background of reclusive people. ’
‘As for the Titled Douluo, it is a legend. Everyone has talked about it, but in reality, even one out of ten thousand people may not have seen it. ’
Thoughts emerged in his mind one by one, and Ling Yi’s five senses were strengthened again in this quiet night.
He could hear people snoring peacefully in their surroundings, from neighbors to the left and right, as well as from several shops and hotels across the street within a few hundred meters, some were pushing cups to change cups, and some were practicing hard.
Similarly, Ling Yi could also hear a graceful figure taking a bath in a huge tub in the room on the left behind him.
Even, Ling Yi’s extremely sensitive sense of smell allowed Ling Yi to easily smell the wet water vapor with the fragrance of flowers.
Time passes minute by minute, and the night gets darker. The jade plate on the ink-colored sky sheds a pure white gauze covering the earth.
“Brother Yi, it’s your turn to wash up——”
A clear call woke Ling Yi from his thoughts. "Huh?"
Ling Yi withdrew his eyes from the night sky and looked behind him, just in time to see Yang Xueli wearing a dark colored coat standing under the moonlight.
The moonlight shines on the skin, which is already as white as snow, even more lustrous, and even feels radiant.
The slightly wet hair is simply tied behind the head, which is Shirley Yang’s favorite sky-high ponytail.
Deep black eyes were staring closely at Ling Yi, with a palm-sized oval face, delicate and delicate, slender and picturesque eyebrows, a slightly upturned nose, bright lips, and a whole body exuding a sense of beauty. A refreshing fragrance. The ink-colored clothes were half-covered, but could not hide her exquisite body. She looked like a fairy descending from the mortal world and just finished bathing in the Tiannv Lake.
At this moment, Ling Yi suddenly had the illusion that he was the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl was standing in front of him.
However, an illusion is an illusion. Ling Yi is not the Cowherd, and the Shirley in front of her is not the Weaver Girl.
"Brother Yi," Shirley Yang said again: "It's your turn to wash up~"
"No hurry~" Ling Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "Shirley, Brother Yi I’m thinking about the next arrangements for this store, I’ll go wash up later, you go and have a rest first——”
Logically speaking, with Yang Xueli’s long-standing obedience to Ling Yi, since Ling Yi said so , then Shirley Yang must have nodded, and either went to rest obediently, or stayed with Ling Yi.
However, Shirley Yang seemed to be a little different tonight.
“No!”
Xueli Yang straightened her pretty face and said in a slightly forceful tone: “Now!”
Ling Yi was startled when he heard this and looked a little surprised. To Shirley Yang.
Xueli Yang, who was being looked at by Ling Yi, looked at Ling Yi with a pair of Jian Shui Qiu pupils with a rather firm gaze.
"..."
Looking at him like this, Ling Yi smiled and shook his head: "Okay, now."
With that said, he stood up from the recliner and faced himself Go to the room.
The bathtub was built by Ling Yi today. The water was drawn from the well in the yard. When he reached out and touched it, the temperature was just right. It was obviously that Yang Xueli heated it specially for himself.
Take off your clothes, Ling Yi gets into the bathtub. Feeling that the water temperature is a little hot for ordinary people, but just right for her, she puts on a light smile and closes her eyes to take a nap.
"Squeak——"
A slight sound of pushing the door sounded, and Ling Yi, with only one head exposed above the water, suddenly opened his eyes.
Turn around and look at the door of the room that was pushed open, with a look of surprise on his face: "Shirley?!"
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That night, Ling Yi reviewed Some ancient Chinese textbooks from my previous school days.
For example, Mr. Wu Liu's "Peach Blossom Spring" says, "You are very narrow at first, but you can understand people." After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly dawned on me...'
For example, in "Mountain Travel" written by layman Fan Chuan, "Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there is a home deep in the white clouds." Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. ’
For example, in Mr. Hui’an’s “Reflections on Reading Books”, “Half an acre of square pond is opened, and the skylight, clouds and shadows linger together. Ask the canal how clear it is? It means there is a source of living water. ’
These are the cultural treasures of mankind. The knowledge that Ling Yi memorized deep in his soul has never been forgotten!
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Continue tomorrow, good night everyone~
(End of this chapter)