darknovel Chapter 98 The Treasury of Mount Tai is not as good as Jun Feng's.
Chapter 98 The Treasury of Mount Tai is not as good as Jun Feng's.
Chapter 98 The Treasury of Mount Tai is not as good as Jun Feng's.
A large crowd had gathered at the street corner, three or four layers deep, blocking half of the road.
Shuai Shuai peered curiously over, but being too short, it couldn't see inside. It gave the fox a few winks, but the fox didn't lift the cart up, so it had to climb onto the roof itself to see what was inside.
In the center of the crowd stood a small stall piled high with various items. Behind the stall stood a gaunt middle-aged man, who enthusiastically introduced the place: "Twenty-six thousand li east of Daxuan lies the Kingdom of Rakshasa. It is said that further east, there are twelve more kingdoms."
"They set up a maritime market for trade. And all these treasures of mine came from the Rakshasa Maritime Market! Not only are they the most precious compared to the treasures here, but they are also the most valuable among all the treasures in the market!"
The middle-aged man, fearing that the people here wouldn't know how precious his treasure was, went on to say a long preamble.
The crowd whispered among themselves, half-believing, half-doubting: "Is your treasure really as miraculous as you say?"
The middle-aged man slammed his fist on the table: "If you don't believe me, you're welcome to inspect the goods right here!"
He picked up a handkerchief and unfolded it. The handkerchief was as thin as a cicada's wing, with several water ripples embroidered on it.
"This is a mermaid's tear-stained handkerchief! When mermaids weep, their tears turn into pearls. This mermaid's handkerchief is woven by mermaids. It absorbs sweat but doesn't stick to the body, and even after ten or eight years of use, it won't harden or smell."
A woman reached out and touched it, nodding, "It really is soft."
"Of course! And it has other wonderful uses too. It's said that this handkerchief was embroidered by the mermaid queen herself. Whoever takes this handkerchief to her will be able to have it enchanted. Afterwards, wiping one's eyes with it will grant vision for a hundred miles, and soaking it in wine will cure all poisons!"
"If you're confident in your looks, you might even be able to—" He didn't finish his sentence, but winked at the crowd, the unspoken meaning of which was self-evident.
Everyone looked at each other.
What are merfolk?
"Maybe it's a big fish."
The person who asked the question changed their expression, staring at the middle-aged man with disbelief in their eyes, "You can't even tell me about fish—"
The middle-aged man choked for a moment, then hurriedly began to explain. It took him quite a bit of effort to bring everyone back from their escapist thoughts, and he quickly took out the next item.
"This is a dragon's eye luminous pearl. It can glow at night." He took out a smooth, white pearl, cupped it in his hand, and showed it to everyone.
"I've heard that this object was transformed from the eye of the Black Dragon of the Dragon Palace. If it receives the blessing of a true dragon, it can—"
The fox watched with great interest, and with the help of the sound, it could see clearly.
These aren't exactly rare treasures, but they're certainly not inferior either. The handkerchief is made of high-quality ice silk, and the luminous pearl does indeed glow. If this middle-aged man sold them directly, he should be able to get a good price.
Interestingly, when he spoke of the object's efficacy, everything he said was true, but when it came to its origin, it was all vague and unverifiable tales, boasting that it was more powerful than the treasures in the Taishan Treasury. Even if others had doubts, they had nowhere to verify the truth.
However, perhaps in the eyes of that middle-aged man, this was not an exaggeration, since no one knew what kind of character those spirits were.
Take the fox itself for example. If someone comes to the fox with a handkerchief woven from its fur and asks for its help, the fox will not only not expose them, but will also listen to them tell the story again with great interest, and then enthusiastically help them.
Hmm, it seems the fox has found a way to make money?
The fox, lost in thought, was about to leave when it suddenly saw the middle-aged man take out another item and introduce it: "This is a sea silk felt, which is both moisture-proof and warm. I heard it's made with sea crystals—"
The fox paused, this thing was made of the finest fur, the size just right to wrap the fox completely, and it matched the fox's Seven Fragrances Carriage perfectly.
This item should rightfully belong to the fox.
So the fox squeezed in and asked, "How much?"
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up. He had been staring at the distinguished young man for a long time, and immediately said, "Oh my, young master, you have a good eye! This sea silk felt is one of the best things on my stall. I wouldn't sell it to just anyone!"
Seeing that you, sir, have good taste, I will charge you ten strings of cash.
The fox had lived among humans for quite some time and was no longer completely clueless about the value of money. According to the rules, one hundred coins made one mo, and ten mo made one guan. However, based on the fox's observations, people didn't actually use that many mo; they only used around seventy.
The fox pondered in its mind; it had its own way of calculating.
If it's chicken skin, kidneys, or chicken scraps, each serving won't cost more than fifteen coins. But if it's a whole roasted chicken, it'll cost over a hundred coins. And now that the fox's appetite has grown, he can eat three and a half chickens in one meal. So, ten coins would only cost the fox about twenty days' worth of food.
"That's a great deal." The fox nodded and turned to leave.
The fox ate all its money, leaving only a little bit.
That's why the fox started to think about the value of money.
The fox walked along, ears perked up, waiting for the middle-aged man to call him. He hadn't gone two steps when, just as the fox had expected, came the man: "Oh, sir, if you really want it, I'll give you eight strings of cash!"
The fox strolled back slowly, still dissatisfied: "I looked at all your other things for a long time. The most expensive ones were only three or four strings of cash. How come this felt is so expensive?"
The middle-aged man smiled ingratiatingly: "Young master, you are joking. Those little trinkets are so small, how can they compare to this sea silk felt?"
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The fox remained unmoved and continued to haggle, but the middle-aged man refused to budge.
The fox carefully observed the middle-aged man's expression and suddenly realized:
They saw the fox's attire and car and assumed the fox was rich, which is why they refused to lower the price.
So the fox turned and left, ignoring the squeaking monkey, found a secluded spot, used illusion magic to change its appearance, and returned to the stall.
The fox, dressed as a servant, looked around with feigned concern and then blurted out a lie: "It's been cold lately, and my master is unwell. He's looking for a blanket. I think yours is quite nice. How much?"
The middle-aged man scanned the fox from head to toe and asked, "How much are you offering?"
"My master only gave me three strings of cash."
"No, no, a wealthy young man just offered nine strings of cash, but I didn't sell it."
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It's clearly eight strings of cash!
"I think I saw the young master you mentioned when I came over, but he went somewhere else and probably won't be coming back," the fox persisted.
The middle-aged man scoffed, "Nonsense, his car hasn't even left, and judging from his expression, he's clearly tempted. He'll definitely be coming back."
"————" The fox was speechless.
How can you have such sharp eyes? Did the mermaid really wipe your eyes?
The fox found another secluded spot, transformed back into its original form, and swaggered away in its carriage. Then it put the Seven Fragrances Carriage into its tail, tied the monkey who was asking questions to a tree with a plain moon ribbon, and transformed back into the appearance of a servant. It returned to the stall for the third time.
"I saw it with my own eyes, that young master really is—"
"I saw it a long time ago, no need for you to tell me." The middle-aged man held a felt blanket in one hand and asked for money in the other: "It's really strange. I've traveled all over the country for so many years and I've never been wrong. Oh well, here's three strings of cash."
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