Blue Silver Grass Guide

Two days later, a hundred miles away from the "Star Forest", there was Skarob Market.

After leaving Zhang Ji and Woma's uncle and nephew, Ling Yi and Yang Xueli stayed 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 is sold for twenty gold soul coins; a five-hundred-forged plate armor is sold for one thousand gold soul coins; a "Detoxification Powder" is sold for one gold soul coin, "Golden Sore Medicine" and " "Quyu Powder" is also a gold soul coin; a corpse of a hundred-year-old soul beast, the bones and flesh are weighed, one gold soul coin per catty, and the purchase price of the fur ranges from thirty to one hundred gold soul coins; The corpse of a thousand-year-old soul beast...

Looking at this almost wild trading market and the chaotic and unreasonable trading prices, the smile on Ling Yi's face became even brighter.

In 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 store that specializes in acquisitions, because the store owner used most of the funds to hire a team of soul masters to help his son hunt for soul rings in the "Star Dou Forest". As a result, his son and the team of soul masters... Can't go back.

The money was gone, and the son who had high hopes 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. In a vicious circle, the business was 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 shopkeeper could 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.

After 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 decorating all three houses in the shop and small courtyard.

At night, the moon and stars are sparse.

In the newly renovated courtyard, Ling Yi lay on a casually crafted 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 was now lush and lush. Although the small flower buds had not yet bloomed, they quietly exuded 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 it to be received by the nearest Chamber of Commerce station 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 the bright moon like a jade plate, Ling Yi silently planned the next arrangement in his heart:

'Except for a branch hall established by [Martial Soul Hall] and a group of palace-protecting knights, there are basically no big forces in this market. The strongest one is just a soul master established by a soul saint. The family is behind it. ’

'Sure enough, this is the normal style of painting. There are so many strong men and masters in this world. During this period, I often encounter Soul Emperors, Soul Saints, and even Soul Douluo. It's because I have reached a certain level. The level is just like the protagonist group in the original work. They meet so many masters and talented geniuses. On the one hand, it is the need of the plot, and on the other hand, the circle they are in makes it easier for them to meet 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, that’s a legend. Everyone has talked about it, but in reality, even one out of 10,000 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.

Within a few hundred meters, he could hear people sleeping peacefully and snoring in his neighbors on the left and right, as well as in several shops and hotels across the street, some were changing glasses, 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.

In fact, Ling Yi's extremely sensitive sense of smell allowed Ling Yi to easily smell the wet water vapor with the fragrance of flowers.

Time passed minute by minute, and the night was getting darker. The jade plate on the ink-colored sky shed 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.

"Um?"

Ling Yi withdrew his gaze from the night sky and looked back behind him, just in time to see Shirley Yang, wearing a dark coat, standing under the moonlight.

The moonlight illuminated the skin, which was already as white as snow, even more lustrous and even made it feel 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, long and picturesque eyebrows, a slightly raised nose, bright lips, and a refreshing fragrance exuding from his body. The ink-colored clothes were half-covered, but could not hide her exquisite body. She looked like a fairy who had descended into the mortal world and had 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 rush~" Ling Yi shook his head and said with a smile: "Shirley, Brother Yi is thinking about the next arrangements for this store. I will go wash up later, and you can go and rest first -"

Logically speaking, based on Yang Xueli's obedience to Ling Yi, since Ling Yi said this, Yang Shirley 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!"

Shirley Yang straightened her pretty face and said in a slightly forceful tone: "Now!"

Ling Yi was startled when he heard this and looked at Yang Xueli with some surprise.

Yang Xueli, who was being looked at by Ling Yi, looked at Ling Yi with a pair of Jian Shui Qiu pupils with a firm gaze.

"..."

Being looked at like this, Ling Yi smiled and shook his head: "Okay, now."

With that said, he stood up from the recliner and walked towards his room.

The bathtub was built by Ling Yi himself today, and the water was drawn from the well in the yard. When he reached out and touched it, the temperature was just right. It was obvious that Yang Xueli had heated it specially for himself.

After taking off her clothes, Ling Yi entered the bathtub. She felt that the water temperature was a little hot for ordinary people, but it was just right for her. With a slight smile on her face, she closed her eyes and took a nap.

"squeak--"

There was a slight knock on the door, and Ling Yi, with only one head exposed above the water, suddenly opened his eyes.

Turning around, he looked at the door of the room that was pushed open, with a look of surprise on his face: "Shirley?!"

…

That night, Ling Yi reviewed some ancient Chinese textbooks from his 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, I suddenly became enlightened...'

For example, in "Mountain Travel" written by layman Fan Chuan, "Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living 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, Mr. Hui'an's "Reflections on Reading Books" states, "When a half-acre square pond is opened, 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 all cultural treasures of mankind. The knowledge that Ling Yi has memorized deep in his soul will never be forgotten!

emmm...the author knows nothing and understands nothing...

Continue tomorrow, good night everyone~