After listening to the stall owner's introduction, the man in blue couldn't help but brighten his eyes. Eight spirit stones are almost the most expensive thing in the stall. He's worried that he can't find a gift to please younger martial sister Yan. Isn't that what he met? Women love beauty. This snow cream must suit her.
As for Qingyang mentioned by the stall owner, he turned around and looked at the three people, Qingyang, three fat people and old man paper. They were wearing shabby clothes and had to go back to borrow Lingshi to buy something. There was nothing more shabby than this, so he disdained to turn his mouth and said, "has he paid the deposit?"
"No!" said the master of the gas refining stall.
The blue robed man's face was cold and said, "since there is no deposit, it means that there is no deal. Why not sell it to others? I don't even have enough money. What snow muscle cream can I buy? This thing can be used by people like them? Isn't it eight spirit stones? I'll buy it."
The owner of the gas refining stall was embarrassed and said, "this... This is wrong..."
Seeing the man in blue eating in front of the stall owner, the man in green stepped forward, pointed to the woman in yellow and said, "do you know who this is? Shangguanyan, the apple of tongcoffin county leader, do you know who I am? Bai Qing, the eldest young master of Bai family in tongcoffin County, I'm going to buy this snow muscle cream for younger martial sister Yan. If you dare not sell it to us, you will despise our two families."
The stall owner was just a gas refining friar with no foundation. He gave him a hundred courage and dared not offend the county leader and the Bai family. When such a big hat was pressed down, he was scared and couldn't say anything. He just said, "no... but... I..."
Qingyang stood in the back and was anxious, but there was no way. He was impatient to rob things from the Bai family and the Sang family with his current strength. He didn't know whether he went out today without looking at the Yellow calendar. He finally met something useful to himself, but so many people robbed it.
Qingyang didn't think of a reason. The man in blue didn't want to come first. He was very dissatisfied with Bai Qing's stealing the limelight. He angrily said, "Bai Dashao, I saw this snow muscle cream first and was going to buy it for younger martial sister Yan. What are you doing?"
After that, the man in blue turned the rest of his anger to the stall owner and said, "do you know who I am? Sang yuan, the eldest young master of Sang family in tongcoffin County, I'm going to make a decision on your snow muscle ointment. Don't you sell eight spirit stones? Now I'm offering ten yuan, don't you dare to sell it to me?"
These three are the top families in tongcoffin county. The stall owner can't afford to offend any of them. It's not easy to slow down. He quickly said, "sell it, I'll sell it."
Sangyuan bought the snow muscle cream with ten pieces of spirit stones. He was very proud. He looked at Bai Qing provocatively, and then turned to shangguanyan. As for Qingyang, he didn't look at it more from beginning to end. He was just a poor boy with low strength and didn't deserve his attention.
Sang yuan presented the gift with both hands and said, "younger martial sister Yan, do you like this snow muscle cream?"
Shangguanyan didn't answer. She tilted her head and asked, "do you think I need this kind of thing?"
Sang Yuan said with a smile: "younger martial sister is naturally beautiful and doesn't need it. However, it works very well. It's OK to take it back to reward people or honor the elders. Anyway, I bought it. If younger martial sister doesn't accept it, I can only throw it away."
Sang Yuan said so. Shangguan Yan couldn't make each other's face too ugly, so he took the snow muscle cream, put it away, smiled and said, "thank you, senior brother sang."
These people just stroll around. Based on their family background, there are not many things they can see in the whole square market. Buying the snow muscle cream is just a whim. It doesn't depend on whether the things are good or not. It's just for the beauty to laugh. Now that the goal is achieved, everyone loses interest in the square market, so they turn around and leave.
Qingyang finally met something useful for treating his injury. How can he let it go easily? Once he missed it, I don't know when he can meet this opportunity again. He can't do anything for two months. He can only hang out with a group of low-level friars. It's enough. Qingyang knows that these people are not easy to mess with. If he is not careful, he will fall into a hopeless situation. But in order to cure his injury and recover his cultivation as soon as possible, he can only spare no effort.
Seeing that these people were about to leave, Qingyang quickly shouted in the back: "Miss Shangguan, stay."
Shangguan Yan stopped when she heard the speech, turned her head and looked at Qingyang and said, "what are you looking for me?"
Not only shangguanyan, but also several other young people turned their heads and looked at Qingyang with great interest. They all heard that the owner of the gas refining stall said that the boy first liked the snow muscle ointment, but he didn't bring enough spirit stone. Sangyuan bought it to please shangguanyan at a higher price. I thought the boy would give up. I didn't expect him to have another trouble. I want to see what he wants to do.
The biggest reaction was ma Xingchen standing behind. Qingyang, as a member of his escort, followed him all the way to tongcoffin county. Besides, there were three fat people and old man paper next to him. How could he not recognize it? It's nothing to go shopping. It's nothing to be cut off when shopping. What does he want to do when he stops shangguanyan? This Shangguan Yan is the apple of the eye of the county leader of tongcoffin county. Even if you meet him, you have to stand aside. How dare this Qingyang be so bold to call her? In case this boy annoys shangguanyan, I don't know if he will hurt himself.
Ma Xingchen didn't say what he thought for the moment. Under the attention of many monks, Qingyang was neither humble nor arrogant. He said, "Miss Shangguan, can you sell me your snow muscle ointment?"
Shangguan Yan looked at sang yuan and said with a smile, "this is a gift from others. If I sold it to you, wouldn't it chill senior brother Sang's heart? Besides, it's really a good thing. It's good to take it to honor the elders or keep it for my own use."
Qingyang knew that if he didn't deal with it well this time, he would not only not get the snow muscle cream, but also offend a large group of people. However, he was determined to get the snow muscle cream and could only say: "Although the snow cream is good and the available materials are too miscellaneous, it is not suitable for everyone. Take Miss Shangguan for example. Your body is cold and you should avoid hot materials. The snow cream contains jade sulfonate powder, so after application, it will not tender and smooth the skin, but will cause skin problems due to the stimulation of cold and hot. Therefore, it is better not to give the snow cream to anyone."
Qingyang's words made the Shangguan Yan frown. Seeing this, sang yuan suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Qingyang and said angrily, "what nonsense are you talking about? What jade sulfonate powder? What cold body? How can you understand this? Don't you think I robbed Xueji ointment from you, angry and deliberately alarmist?"