darknovel Chapter 116 The Tattered Bead and the Township Stone
Chapter 116 The Tattered Bead and the Township Stone
Looking at the convinced bald monk in front of him, Jiang Chen didn't have any plans to strike again.
He just said coldly: "I think you know what kind of garbage is in your booth."
"Although I don't like Buddhism, I don't want you to bluff in the name of Buddhism."
"Today is your fate, I will not kill you, but if there is another time, you will not be so lucky."
Jiang Chen's face was calm, and the bald monk nodded his head like garlic.
"hiss."
Looking at the bald monk in front of him, Song Yushu took a deep breath.
Who would have thought that this bald monk would be beaten so helplessly by Jiang Chen.
"What to look at, don't pick out gifts yet."
Just when Song Yushu was stunned, Jiang Chen's voice sounded in his ear.
"well."
Song Yushu came back to his senses.
Jiang Chen looked at his silly look, and shook his head slightly.
His eyes swept over everyone present, and soon he found a good thing on a booth.
He came to the booth in twos and threes, picked up a plain-looking bead from the booth, and beckoned Song Yushu to come over.
Song Yushu ran over in a hurry, staring at the ordinary bead in Jiang Chen's hand and kept sizing it up.
Can't see the clue of it at all.
At this moment, the stall owner also appeared. He looked at the two people in front of his stall and trembled slightly.
He saw with his own eyes how Jiang Chen beat the bald monk who had dominated the place for a while so that he was powerless to fight back.
Such strength, even the city lord of Moxiang City may not be able to match.
"Boss, how do you sell this bead?"
Jiang Chen picked up the beads, and asked the trembling stall owner.
The latter blurted out: "Three three gold coins."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Chen frowned for a moment.
"Three gold coins, boss, you and that old bald donkey are probably in the same group."
"I'll say a count, a gold coin. If you are willing, then I will take this bead together with the broken stone on the booth."
Jiang Chen pointed to a palm-sized stone on the stall. The whole body of the stone was black, but a faint red mist could be vaguely seen overflowing from it.
Everyone knows that this thing is definitely not a vulgar thing.
Seeing Jiang Chen wanting the township stone in his stall by name, the stall owner's expression was extremely ugly.
He knew that if he didn't hand over this extraordinary stone this time, he might end up like that bald monk today.
"Boss, how are you thinking?"
Seeing the stall owner's hesitation, Jiang Chen immediately asked.
It doesn't matter if you don't ask, the stall owner was taken aback for a while.
"Can you add a little?"
After all, the stall owner was still reluctant to sell the town stone at a low price. After all, he could tell with his toes that it was definitely worth a fortune.
Not to mention hundreds of gold coins, twenty or thirty gold coins are more than enough.
"Boss, tell me the number."
"Thirty. No, no, this gentleman only needs ten gold coins!"
The stall owner originally wanted to blurt out thirty gold coins.
But when he saw Jiang Chen's smile that was not a smile, he was shocked for a moment.
Quickly change your mouth.
"Ten gold coins, isn't it a bit too expensive?"
"Boss, you must have seen it too. My friend only has six gold coins."
Jiang Chen pulled Song Yushu to his side as he spoke.
The latter tightly held the six gold coins in his hand, and would not let go.
The stall owner is also a sensible person, so he still doesn't know the meaning of Jiang Chen's words at this time.
He sighed slightly: "That's all."
"Since my husband wants it, then I will reluctantly give up!"
"happy."
Jiang Chen smiled calmly, and then motioned for Song Yushu to hand over the six gold coins in his hand to the stall owner.
The latter hesitated for a while, but under Jiang Chen's gaze that almost killed him, he finally chose to compromise.
The stall owner who received the six gold coins had an extremely ugly expression on his face.
He has been in this area for at least 20 years, and he has always been the only one who let others suffer, and when he can suffer himself.
Now the stone that can help him get rich overnight has been bought and sold by force.
He has nothing to do.
Jiang Chen, who pocketed the town stone and the ordinary bead, showed a smile.
Others may not be able to see the strangeness of that bead, but he is very clear.
I think he got it from the place where the holy flame Suzaku was in the Seven Ghosts Mystery Realm back then.
It's nothing else, it's the Raksha God Iron!
It's just that this Rakshasa iron is condensed into a bead by external force, and then its divinity is restrained, so it looks ordinary.
But Jiang Chen could see the extraordinary in it at a glance, after all, the current him, no matter how he is, is a strong man in the fifth realm, his eyesight is extraordinary.
"Young Master Song, I'll see you off."
Jiang Chen threw the Raksha God Tie beads to Song Yushu.
After all, this thing was bought with Song Yushu's gold coins, so naturally it should belong to him.
As for the stone for the town stall, although it was also paid by Song Yushu, to put it bluntly, it was obtained by his own means.
Naturally, it belongs to oneself.
Such good things cannot be shared.
Song Yushu took the bead, no matter how much he observed it, he still felt that this bead was mediocre, not even as good as the string of Buddhist beads sold by the bald monk before.
"Young Master Jiang, this"
Song Yushu held the beads tightly, looked at Jiang Chen, his eyes were full of bewilderment.
With his eyesight, he can't see through the mystery.
Jiang Chen shook his head slightly, and sighed: "You bookworm, if you only read sage books on weekdays, you're probably stupid."
"I can't tell you the peculiarity of this bead, but I can tell you that if this bead is placed outside."
"It will cause an uproar!"
What Jiang Chen said was not wrong.
Rakshasa iron is the material for forging divine weapons, and even a fingernail-sized iron is enough to cause quite a stir in the outside world.
I'm afraid that even the powerhouses of the fourth level, actually the fifth level, will take action to snatch it.
And the Raksha God Iron in Song Yushu's hand was the size of a bead, which was enough to cause competition among the sixth-level powerhouses.
This kind of treasure is no longer measurable by money.
But Jiang Chen has a lot of Rakshasa iron in his hand, so naturally he doesn't like these.
Hearing this, Song Yushu's face changed slightly, he looked hard at the beads in his hand, and frowned.
He deeply doubted Jiang Chen's words.
Such an unremarkable broken bead really has such a great value.
Anyway, he didn't believe it.
It's just that the money has been spent, so what can I do.
You say reason with Jiang Chen, maybe the other party will directly beat him to the ground.
This is asking for trouble!
Forget it, just treat yourself as a victim!