Living in the world of cultivation

Nowadays, whenever a girl sees the street stall market, she will be as excited as if she had been given a shot of chicken blood, and then she will happily squeeze into the crowded market.

At this time, Su Fan was always depressed and could only accompany her to wander around in the noisy market.

The stall market in "Dongli Village" is no different from other places in the Demon Burial Mountains. The stall owners are all casual cultivators sitting on their horses in various costumes.

What was placed in front of them were some messy junk, elixirs, elixirs, ores, seeds, magic weapons, and books.

Su Fan was born as a casual cultivator and had been hanging out in the retail stall market for some years, so he was familiar with some of the tricks here.

Occasionally, you can find something missing in a place like this, but the chance is extremely small.

Many stall owners in the scattered stall market specialize in selling fake goods for a living, and most of them commit crimes in gangs, trapping the monks who want to pick up the pieces here.

Things that look antique and very tempting are actually supplied by specialized counterfeiting workshops. Even high-level monks can't see the flaws in some fakes.

Many casual practitioners are often deceived because of greed in their hearts. Once deceived, the losses are often quite heavy.

Luo Xiwen spent a long time wandering around the street market before leaving with satisfaction.

The two of them found a hotel on the street, asked for a private room, and ordered the store's signature spiritual food.

Before the food and wine were served, Luo Xiwen took out a lot of rags from the ring and placed them on the table for Su Fan to look at.

"Senior, these are all things I picked up today..."

Luo Xiwen is different from those greedy monks. She doesn't care how much advantage she takes if she wants to pick up the slack, she mainly thinks it's fun.

Su Fan glanced at the things on the table and almost laughed.

What kind of crap is this.

One of the flying swords had several gaps. According to the stall owner, this sword was hundreds of thousands of years old.

This was the natal magic weapon of a certain fallen swordsman during the war between the human race and the demon race.

But in Su Fan's eyes, this flying sword was from a month ago at most.

In addition to this flying sword, there are also broken spears, blood-stained robes, broken puppets, and a mottled and worn tripod.

Seeing Luo Xiwen's expression of quickly praising me, Su Fan shook his head.

He picked up the flying sword with several gaps, flicked it lightly with his fingers, and the flying sword "popped" into pieces everywhere.

Luo Xiwen suddenly looked confused. No matter how naive she was, she knew she had been deceived.

If it were really the natal flying sword of a certain master swordsman, it would be very difficult to refine it even if it was thrown into a cauldron, let alone flicked to pieces with one finger.

Next, Su Fan picked up several pieces of rags on the table one by one, and revealed the true identity of these fakes in front of the girl.

Not only that, he also explained the production process of these fakes to Luo Xiwen.

In the past, Su Fan didn't want to deal with such nonsense. The girl was not short of money anyway, as long as she was happy.

But he really didn't want to go to those noisy stall markets anymore, so he simply exposed these activities to prevent the girl from getting excited when she saw the stall market in the future.

"Why are these people like this? It's so abominable. I want to settle the score with them..."

Seeing that the girl was so angry that she was about to get up and leave, Su Fan grabbed her.

"If you go find them now, they will have disappeared long ago..."

After listening to Su Fan's words, Luo Xiwen sat down again with a disappointed look on her face. She suddenly raised her head and looked over.

"You know so well, have you ever sold fakes before..."

"This kind of counterfeiting business, anyone in the retail market will know what's going on..."

"Then you know, why don't you stop me..."

"I saw that you were playing well, so I didn't tell you. Anyway, you don't lack those spiritual stones..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, Luo Xiwen was so angry that her teeth itched.

In the past few months, she had collected a lot of things at the stall market, and she originally thought she had picked something up.

The girl originally wanted to show off to her classmates when she went back, but who would have thought that she would actually collect a lot of rags.

The most hateful thing is that this guy knew it but never told her. He didn't tell her the truth until today, which made her happy in vain.

Seeing the shy look on the girl's face, Su Fan chuckled.

You said that you, a wealthy lady, would do it for that little money.

"Okay, it's not easy for casual cultivators to survive, so you should help the poor..."

Seeing that the girl still looked angry and didn't speak, Su Fan smiled bitterly.

"I used to be a casual cultivator. People like you who come from a wealthy family cannot understand the hardships of a casual cultivator..."

The last thing Luo Xiwen wanted to hear was this kind of thing, so she rolled her eyes at Su Fan.

"With my talent, even if I am a casual cultivator, I will..."

Hearing this, Luo Xiwen's eyes lit up, and then she looked at Su Fan with burning eyes.

"What do you think I would do to set up a stall in the street market too..."

What the hell...

Girl, you really dare to think.

"You... go to the street market to set up a stall, don't be sold to others, and count money for others..."

Luo Xiwen stopped as soon as she heard this and said, "That's it, I'll set up a stall tomorrow..."

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, feeling that this should be fun.

Su Fan covered his face, and the girl was stunned.

"Then you go to set up a stall. Have you thought about what to sell? Do you know how to bargain..."

"I...I can learn..."

What the hell are you learning?

No, I can't let her do this anymore. If she keeps doing this, I'll be annoyed to death.

"I think it's okay for you to set up a stall..."

"What do you mean..."

"If you really want to experience the life of a casual cultivator, then just be like a real casual cultivator. First, suppress your realm to the foundation-building realm, then put away your ring, and you can only rely on the spirit stones you earn from setting up a stall to stay in a hotel and eat every day..."

Su Fan thought that this would make the girl back off.

Who would have thought that after hearing this, Luo Xiwen would immediately become energetic and feel that this was quite fun.

"Yes... It's decided. I'll set up a stall tomorrow..."

After she finished speaking, she took off the ring on her hand and threw it to Su Fan.

"Help me keep it. I don't believe that I can't support myself by setting up a stall..."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Su Fan with interest and said, "I don't have a single spiritual stone now. From tomorrow, I will start to support myself by setting up a stall... Haha..."

This is so fucking...

This is so careless...

Su Fan is now regretting his words. Why did he say this to her?

He glanced at the girl's ring in his hand and felt a little amused.

"You don't even have a single spiritual stone. What are you selling at the scattered stalls market? Sell your body..."