Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 767 My Little Dragon is 1 and a half years old

Absolutely! Absolutely!

The old man was stunned, as he was outmaneuvered by this little girl. However, he was not angry. In this line of work, strength is often the key. From the moment Lingyao appeared in this busy city, he knew that she was a fellow traveler.

Moreover, unlike him who is over fifty and has not achieved anything yet, this little girl is born to do this job. She has excellent spiritual bones and a good chance to become an immortal.

But he didn't expect that this little girl, who looked so young, actually had such first-class treasures in her hands.

Needless to say, the Polygonum multiflorum cake was the first time the old man had seen it in all these years.

Before, I had only heard that this thing was a snack eaten by semi-immortals with profound Taoism at gatherings. Just a small bite could enhance the resilience of the meridians of the cultivator, allowing the cultivator to better contain and circulate spiritual power when drawing talismans.

This Polygonum multiflorum cake also has another function, which is to help practitioners break through bottlenecks and prolong their life.

In this world, geniuses stand out from ordinary people. Geniuses are rare, but ordinary people are many.

The same is true among ascetics. If an ascetic without talent does not encounter any opportunities, he may work hard all his life and only be able to be a half-knowledgeable ascetic.

If I could break through the realm and prolong my life, maybe I would still have a chance.

The old man now saw his chance.

Although the other two treasures are also amazing.

The emerald pigeon egg ring is a ghost training tool, which can be used by ghost catchers in the Taoist practice to capture evil ghosts for training.

And that handful of soil is not ordinary soil, it is red gold soil that is emitting spiritual energy. Ordinary Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng grown in this soil for a period of time will become much more spiritual than the ginseng just sold.

If it is cultivated with spiritual spring water for a period of time, it may be able to come back to life.

What a pity. The old man asked and found out that the emerald pigeon egg was sold for six thousand dollars and the red gold soil was sold for ten thousand dollars.

Although the old man made a lot of money from selling things, his temper made everything depend on "fate". In fact, he didn't sell much, but he had many repeat customers.

Even so, his own expenses were huge. Not to mention the talisman paper, even the spiritual spring water cost ten dollars a bottle, and the old man had to buy it from a specialized person.

This emerald pigeon egg was useless to him, but he wanted this red gold soil, and his eyes were red with envy.

But he really couldn't afford it, so he could only buy the most needed Polygonum multiflorum cake first.

The old man paid the money and carefully put the Polygonum multiflorum cake into his pocket.

He took a look at Lingyao's stall and took the initiative to speak up and give a kind reminder.

"Girl, there are not many people in the Taoist temple today, so you probably won't be able to sell these two things. When you leave later, you can go to the stall on the corner to buy some spiritual spring water and some ginseng and ganoderma lucidum, and put them in this red gold soil to grow for a few days. You will get some more treasures. When you come next time, leave some for me..."

After saying this, he didn’t care whether Lingyao had listened or agreed, and announced that he was closing the stall not long after setting it up.

Before leaving, he slipped a note into Lingyao's hand.

"If you can't sell these two treasures, go to the place written here and find their boss. Then tell them my name, Su Yu Zhenren, and they will understand. Don't worry, I won't cheat you... We are kindred spirits!"

After saying this, Master Su Yu flicked his sleeves and walked away.

Lingyao didn't expect that Master Su Yu's words would come true, and her two treasures were actually not sold.

During the process, many ladies, wives and some young gentlemen came up to ask questions.

Those young masters were attracted by the beauty and wanted to buy something for her to please her. However, after asking the price, they all looked sullen and left in shame.

The ladies and wives took a fancy to the pigeon egg ring, but after asking about the price, they all thought Lingyao was mentally ill and that there was something wrong with her brain, which was why she was selling it at such a high price on the street.

Lingyao now understood a little bit of the coldness of Master Su Yu.

She wanted to say something too.

I don’t want to talk to people who don’t understand. It’s fine if I don’t buy what they ask, but I have to scold them for being crazy.

Later, Lingyao directly learned from Master Su Yu. When she met people who didn't know anything about the subject and asked her questions, she would not answer any questions except about the price.

If asked, just say: "Wait for someone who is destined to be with you."

On the way, two knowledgeable people discovered the treasure in Lingyao's hand, but one of them didn't bring enough money, and the other didn't have that much money, so the business was ruined.

In the end, Lingyao only sold the order from Master Su Yu, but it was not a small amount either.

When she arrived at the restaurant, she held the two ends of the cloth in each hand and put the things in her pockets.

The little dragon, which had stayed in the bag for a day, quickly and smoothly jumped onto Lingyao's arm with its claws and body.

He was still angry with Lingyao. He wanted to come out after eating, but Lingyao held his head and stuffed him into the bag for several hours.

At this time, he climbed onto Lingyao's hand and began to pat Lingyao's arm with his claws, imitating the posture and strength of Lingyao's patting his little back.

It means he is very angry!

Lingyao slapped him and pressed Xiaolong against her arm.

"Don't make a fuss, there are a lot of people on the road."

After saying that, he put on his bag and walked towards the nearest big hotel, Changchun Building.

Changchun Tower has five floors. The top two floors are a good place for nobles to talk about things, and they are large private rooms.

The first floor is a dance hall, where fashionable dancers and singers, and young masters and young ladies who have made an appointment here sing and dance.

The second and third floors are open restaurants. Reservations must be made in advance or you must pay to buy a seat. You can eat while watching the fun downstairs. It is no exaggeration to say that these are the best viewing spots.

Any dish on a table here would cost dozens or even hundreds of dollars. It is so luxurious and glamorous that it makes people forget for a moment the scene on the street where one could sell oneself to save one's mother or perform art to save one's father for ten dollars.

It seems that the world is so beautiful.

Lingyao didn't have a reserved seat, so she could only pay for a separate seat on the third floor. In order to be able to enjoy the joy in the dance hall downstairs, it was not fully enclosed, but it was separated by screens and gauze compared to other seats.

It is semi-enclosed.

Lingyao brought Xiaolong in and ordered the signature Jinling roast duck, small pot of meat... several meat dishes and several vegetarian dishes.

Afraid that Xiaolong wouldn’t have enough to eat, I ordered two servings of “stewed raw croaker”.

The waiter at Changchunlou introduced this dish, saying that the eel is killed alive and deboned, the eel meat is beaten with a wooden stick to make it soft, then cut into pieces, and stewed with seasonings. It tastes crispy and delicious...

Hearing this, Xiaolong was almost drooling on Lingyao's arm.

After the dishes were ordered, the waiter left, and Xiaolong was allowed to come out from Lingyao's sleeve and land on the table.

At this time, night fell, and a fashionable singing girl was already leading the singing on the stage in front of the karaoke bar on the first floor.

The dancers were twisting their slender waists in the hall on the first floor, with charming smiles on their beautiful faces, and moving among the crowd.

At this time, the man who spent two hundred dollars to buy a talisman bag and took it back gradually regretted it as he walked.

I just bought it like a madman. These two hundred dollars are not a small amount of money. I feel so unlucky recently. Bad things have happened one after another. Now I have spent another 200 dollars...

The man was sitting in the rickshaw absent-mindedly and did not notice that the rickshaw had gradually deviated from its route home. When he realized it, the rickshaw had stopped in a deserted place.