The Great Tang: World Martial God

The silver plate is like jade, hung in the treetops. Yuehua is like water, swaying with clear brilliance.

The lanterns were bright, shining on the busy streets, and a group of four people stepped on the creaking bluestone floor, smelling the faint fragrance of Gan Yi, and feeling relaxed.

Not as noisy as the imperial city, lively and festive but not noisy. Yangzhou under the moonlight, like a soft woman, gently telling her own story.

The vendors stood at the counter table, putting on the sticks of candied haws that were just out of the pot, and putting on bamboo sticks, and greeted passers-by enthusiastically.

You can still see the familiar candied haws in a foreign land, but it made Tang Hao's heart move, and it sounded like he was chasing the old man selling candied haws and wandering around the village when he was a child. Perhaps it was because of the innocence. Although it was a high price, I bought four strings and divided them with the other three.

The two beautiful ladies next to them seldom eat this kind of folk food. The sweet and sour taste makes the two beautiful ladies praise and sweet.

Perhaps it was because there were too many novelties along the way, and Princess Changle also felt a lot more cheerful, holding candied haws in one hand and Li Wanqing in the other and wandering around.

Those who use wooden knives to breathe fire tongues, those who sell exquisite wooden hairpin combs, those who carve beautiful stones...

A piece of novelty made the two of them overwhelmed, flipping through this and touching that one.

It was a good idea to explore the way, but in the end it became purely a night view and a look at the downtown area.

After eating the steaming boiled dried silk, Tang Hao took the two of them back, and some vendors on the side of the road also ended the day's business and prepared to close the stall.

When passing by a stall, Tang Hao stopped.

Some cute animals are carved on the black blocky stone, which is not lifelike, but it is also pretty. Under the light of candlelight, it glows with oil, which is very peculiar.

The two ladies standing in front of the stall were very curious when they saw Tang Hao's strange eyes.

"Husband, what is this? It's dark and weird."

Tang Hao stared at the stone-like thing and smiled lightly.

"This is a good thing."

As soon as the voice came to an end, the child who was cleaning up the stall straightened up from under the desk, and Tang Hao and his group glanced at it online, with a smile on their faces.

Although the three people in front of them are wearing thin clothes, the embroidered patterns on the silk damask are extremely delicate.

Especially the two ladies next to the handsome man, with beautiful faces and luxurious dresses, they all know that they are from the wealthy family.

There is money to make, the vendor is certainly happy, with a smile on his face, glanced at Tang Hao, and said.

"This young man has a good eye! This stone is really not a mortal thing, it's rare in the world."

While speaking, the vendor pointed to the largest piece in the middle and continued.

"The stone is soft and very difficult to carve. It was made by a small local famous stone carver and carved it in three days."

"If the son likes it, give me a salary, only fifty cents."

The hawker rubbed his palms, his face was flattering, his thoughts flew in his heart, and he wanted to hold the big fish coming to the door.

"Fifty essays? Are you afraid that you are lying here?"

"Can a mere broken stone be worth this price?"

Li Wanqing saw the profiteer's face on the spot, knowing that this person was deliberately exaggerating the truth in order to swindle money.

Princess Changle also spent some time in the Marquis Mansion, so she naturally knew that these fifty articles would cost nearly twenty buckets of rice.

Although the stone looks strange, it will never be worth this amount.

"The jade is as white and flawless as the character of a gentleman, and the agate is beautifully colorful. Why is your stone so dark and black? Why is it so expensive?"

The smile on the vendor's face suddenly condensed, hesitated for a long time, unable to say a good one.

In a hurry, he waved his hand.

"Hey! That's all, as long as the son likes it, the smaller one is cheaper."

"Thirty essays, can't it be less?"

Li Wanqing and Princess Changle really couldn't see what was good about this black stone. They were about to bargain again, and a pair of big hands stopped them.

Tang Hao grabbed one, weighed it in his hand, broke a piece in his hand, and crushed it, leaving a black hand.

Interrupting the vendor who was about to stop, Tang Hao put the stone on the desk and looked at the vendor.

"Always money, I want all of this."

"I want to know where these stones are produced."

As soon as the voice fell, Wu Tong took out his usual money and threw it on the case table.

The trader looked at the well-dressed money, and his eyes suddenly lighted up.

After setting up so many stalls, the only one who is willing to buy is the God of Wealth in front of him.

The vendor accepted the coin, nodded and bowed, filled with stones, with a smile on his face.

"It's easy to say, the son wants a stone, so he can get it by himself."

"It's getting late today, so I won't take my son, and tomorrow morning, I will wait for my son again and show him the way!"

After that, he wrapped a few stones in the paper and passed them up with both hands.

Tang Hao took the wrapped stone and laughed loudly.

"If your Excellency can lead a good way, there will be a reward."

When she turned around, Princess Chang Le looked puzzled, unable to figure out the use of Tang Hao biting the black stone.

Li Wanqing directly accused Tang Hao's prodigal family of being stupid and didn't even know that he was cheated.

Hearing the words in this ear, Tang Hao's face was full of smiles.

"This thing is not a stone, but the key to making a fortune in Yangzhou."

The unexpected words stunned the three people behind him, staring, and asking in unison.

"Then what is this?"

Tang Hao weighed several paper bags in his hands, and said lightly.

"Coal is what we call coal."