Emperor Danwu

Chapter 11 Thunderbolt Fist

The next day.

Ye Xingchen ran to the street early in the morning.

He is now a celebrity in Lingyang Town, and even a figure of admiration in the eyes of warriors.

As soon as Ye Xingchen stepped out on the street, the passers-by would greet Ye Xingchen politely:
"Hello, Young Master Ye, why don't you come to our Juyuan Tea Shop for some snacks, since you're here for shopping so early, it's free, no charge!"

"Morning, Young Master Ye, would you like to come to our Xiangfang Restaurant for breakfast? It's a great pleasure in life while admiring the dancing girls. It's free and doesn't charge money, and gifts are also given."

"Morning, Young Master Ye!"

People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. This is the reason.

Before Ye Xingchen was just a young master of the family, there was no such treatment.

But some teenagers can't get angry. Those teenagers who regard Ye Xingchen as their rival in love don't kindly disdain Ye Xingchen when they see Ye Xingchen.

"Isn't it just that you can refine Huang Xindan, what's so great about it."

"That's right, this is a world where martial arts are the most important thing, and cultivation is the symbol of power, status and glory."

What they said is correct, this is a real martial arts continent that respects martial arts.

However, pills can help warriors improve their cultivation, and pills are refined from the hands of alchemists. This is an undeniable fact.

Naturally, an alchemist is a respected profession.

Those teenagers who like Yao Qianxue, they know that Yao Qianxue has a special liking for alchemists, but Ye Xingchen is an alchemist, they are just jealous of Ye Xingchen.

……

Martial arts shop.

As soon as Ye Xingchen entered the martial arts shop, a shopkeeper came to greet Ye Xingchen himself.

Everyone in Lingyang Town knows that Ye Xingchen is now an alchemist respected by thousands of people.

Giving Ye Xingchen face is giving yourself face.

"Master Ye, all the Huang-rank martial arts in our martial arts shop are high-quality goods, and you will be satisfied." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

In business, who doesn't boast that their products are good.

As for whether it is good or not, whether you are satisfied or not, as long as Ye Xingchen likes it.

Martial arts do not lie in many, but in essence.

A few sets of martial arts are enough.

Martial arts in the world are divided into nine ranks and four ranks.

Only when the cultivation base reaches the Huang Ji state can one practice the Huang-rank kung fu.

"Shopkeeper, do you have the top-ranked martial arts of the Huang rank?"

Since it was a Huang rank martial skill, Ye Xingchen naturally wanted to pick the best one.

There are four grades of Huang rank martial arts, i.e. low rank, middle rank, top rank, and top rank, and the top grade of Huang rank is the highest rank of martial arts among the yellow rank martial arts.

"This...Young Master Ye, you are embarrassing me. How can this shop have such advanced martial arts." The shopkeeper rubbed his head and said awkwardly.

Huang-rank top-grade martial arts, just like Huang Jidan, is impossible to sell in Lingyang Town, unless you go to Tianyang City to buy them, and you may not be able to buy suitable Huang-rank top-grade martial arts for [-] taels of silver. .

"Master Ye can go to the Chowder Market." The shopkeeper said.

The chowder market is a place where there is a lot of chowder. Whether it is martial arts or weapons, there are places to sell them, but they are all worthless and unsightly items.

Good things usually appear in large specialty stores, just like this martial arts store.

Most of the items purchased in the chowder market are parallel imports.

Just like a set of martial arts, there are many pirated versions, but those pirated martial arts will inevitably have some mistakes and omissions.

Warriors with a little money will come to the martial arts shop to buy formal martial arts.

However, there are exceptions. For example, last year, Lao Zhao from the next town bought a big knife full of dirt and rust by mistake. He went back and rubbed it to wash it, and found that it was a superb long knife, which made this old Zhao earn a lot of money. Oily all over.

This kind of chance to make a fortune by picking up mistakes is less than one in ten thousand.

However, going for a stroll might not be fruitful, Ye Xingchen is also a generation of Alchemy Emperor, and he has seen many treasures, so he still has a bit of foresight.

……

Chowder market.

The crowd here is noisy, people come and go, most of them are warriors who only want to see but not buy.

People who come to the chowder market to buy things are all from poor families. They are not as generous as the children of big families. Even if they fancy a product, they have to sit on the ground and haggle a few times before buying it.

Ye Xingchen has 16 taels of silver on hand, which is all the silver taels he earned from refining the elixir.

16 silver taels, that is not a small sum.

It is enough for ordinary people to eat and wear for a lifetime.

In Lingyang Town, there are only warriors who can get 10,000+ silver taels like the hall masters of the five major families.

"The old man in the West Market took out his [Treasure] and sold it again. I was also drunk. I sold it for more than ten years, and no one bought it."

"His shabby, garbage-like items, and the price is so expensive, only fools will buy them."

"That's right, I think he has dementia again."

For that old man, Ye Xingchen's memory was somewhat impressive.

The old man used to boast that he used to be a guard of Lingwu Kingdom and got several treasures in the palace, which are the items he is selling now.

But no one believed him. The key point was that the sets of martial arts he sold were all incomplete, and the weapons were the ones that would break when they were folded.

Ye Xingchen walked to the market in the west district, and saw a sloppy old man wiping his precious commodities with a rag.

But no one went to see his products.

The point is that this old man has been selling here for more than ten years, and he hasn't sold a single product yet, and everyone is tired of seeing it.

As soon as Ye Xingchen walked to the old man's stall, everyone looked at Ye Xingchen like looking at a fool, as if to say: Another fool went to buy this old man's things.

Ye Xingchen glanced at the sloppy old man's stall. These items were old, even if they wiped off the dust, they couldn't cover up the waste of time.

Ye Xingchen carefully observed these dozens of weapons, all of which were not high-grade weapons, only worth a hundred or so silver taels at most.

But this old man wants to sell thousands of taels of silver, no wonder no one patronizes.

A kitchen knife is better than these weapons, and the price of a kitchen knife is only a few taels of silver.

"Thunderbolt Fist!"

Ye Xingchen picked up a volume of martial arts and read it.

A few gorgeous words are engraved on the scroll: Huang Rank Peerless Martial Skill, Thunderstorm Fist.

When Ye Xingchen opened it up to take a look, it turned out to be a defective product.

Not to mention whether it is a pirated version or a hand-copied martial skill, it is simply impossible to practice a martial skill that is only a defective product.

"Young master, you can only show it if you buy it." The sloppy old man glared at Ye Xingchen angrily, even if he wanted to take another look, he wouldn't give it to him.

Ye Xingchen exhaled slowly, and asked, "How much is this volume of martial arts?"

"One thousand taels of silver!" The sloppy old man stretched out his index finger, his fingers were still trembling. , Only then can we stop the passage of this vicissitudes of life.

When everyone saw that Ye Xingchen wanted to buy this volume of martial arts, they all came over to dissuade him.

"Brother, this old man's items are all fake, and they are worn out. This old man is still selling them as treasures. If you buy them, you will regret it to death."

"That's right, buying a volume of incomplete martial arts for a thousand silver taels, isn't it such a waste of money?"

"Whoever buys will regret it!"

They only tried to dissuade Ye Xingchen with good intentions, and did not mock Ye Xingchen for being stupid.

"A thousand taels of silver? I bought it." Ye Xingchen readily took out a thousand taels of silver and bought this incomplete volume of Huang-rank peerless martial arts.

(End of this chapter)