Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up trash

Chapter 8 Pawn Shop

The next day Yanyun woke up early, the snow had stopped outside, and there was a little sunlight.

She pushed open the door, and it was rare that she was not overturned by the wind and snow.

The yard was full of snow, and there was an old plum tree in the corner, many of its branches were broken under the ravages of heavy snow for several days.

Yan Yun picked up the broom and began to clear the thick snow in the yard. She hadn't tidied up the things she picked up yesterday, but she was going to sell them after tidying them up.

Clearing the snow is really physical work, and it took Yan Yun a long time to clear it barely.

She threw everything out of the storage bag and put it in the yard, all kinds of miscellaneous things.

After she sorted it out, there was only a small bag with unknown seeds left.

"System, identify this bag."

"Di——The level of this item is too high to be detected, please work hard to improve the master——"

Yan Yun was both happy and helpless in his heart, it might be a good thing if he was happy, but helpless with her cultivation.

She is now Yu Feng's inner disciple, so she was naturally taught by him, but everyone can see that Yu Feng has no intention of teaching her at all.

Only call her once a month as a rule to check homework and study progress.

There was no one to teach her, and she was afraid of disappointing her master, so the little girl had no choice but to get up early every day and go to the Lun School where the disciples from the sect's outer sect had classes.

As a result, it gained a bad reputation for usurping the resources of outer disciples.

She brought her good things and planned to go to the town under Zongmen Mountain to sell them all.

The road was covered with snow, and she took a broom all the way through, and insisted on opening a road for her to walk.

Yan Yun came to the gate of the mountain following his memory, not caring about how other people looked at him.

Their gossip came into her ears with the wind, and she couldn't control other people's mouths, so she walked faster.

The little disciple at the gate of the mountain was a head shorter than her, and looked at Yan Yun curiously, as if she was a strange object.

"Have you seen enough? I'm going out."

Yan Yun unfolded the identity card for a long time but did not hear him speak, so he had to remind him.

The little disciple glanced at the ID card in embarrassment, registered her and let her pass.

After she left, she said to others behind her back, "She is Senior Sister Yanyun, she is so fierce."

Yan Yun is not deaf, of course he heard it, and a sense of gloom rose in her heart for no reason. Could it be that she has to wait until he has seen enough like a monkey in a zoo before reminding him?

After leaving the sect, she put a veiled hat on her head so as not to attract too much attention.

At the foot of the mountain is Liyuan Town, which is protected by the Changle Sect. Apart from ordinary people, there are also many Sanxians who come to do business.

The most famous place here is Nanmen Street in the east of the town, where a bunch of Loose Immortal businessmen gather, and you can find a lot of good things there.

When she went down the mountain today, on the one hand, she wanted to sell her things just in case, and on the other hand, she also wanted to see if she could find any good things.

There is a branch of Lin's pawn shop on Nanmen Street. This is a time-honored brand, the largest pawn shop in the world of cultivating immortals, and it belongs to the aristocratic Lin family.

Nanmen Street is full of people coming and going, bustling and lively.

She took a look, and most of them were disciples from Changle Sect to purchase.

Yan Yun didn't know the way, because the number of times the little girl in her memory went down the mountain was very few, so she had to find a casual fairy who set up a stall to ask for directions.

"Lin's Pawn Shop, go straight here, turn a corner and you'll be there."

The old man with white beard looked at her wearing the clothes of Changle Sect, his eyes flashed, and he pretended to say earnestly: "Little girl, I think you have amazing bones, you are a martial arts prodigy, why don't you buy this exercise."

The uncle stretched out his hand and presented the exercises to Yan Yun.

She picked it up curiously and flipped through it, then closed it three seconds later, heavenly book!

"No money."

Don't panic and say you don't have money first.

"...I'm an old man, and I just rely on selling some exercises to support my family, and it's not expensive."

Uncle didn't know where to squeeze out two drops of crocodile tears, poor Yan Yun almost wanted to give him a punch to wake him up.

"No money."

"It's really not expensive, only ten low-grade spirit stones."

"No money."

"Five yuan is fine."

The unwilling uncle persistently wanted to sell it.

"No money."

Yan Yun is also very persistent, she really has no money.

"Two low-grade spirit stones, right? It's impolite to haggle over the price."

"I really have no money."

Yan Yun looked sincere, "But I can exchange this with you."

She picked out some of the best devil weeds, "It's okay, I'll take it."

Yan Yun didn't want it at first, but the uncle is so persistent, and she can't understand a word of this exercise, maybe it is really useful.

"Damn poor, pick it up, just do it!"

The uncle accepted it cursingly, "Don't let me see you again, hurry up and leave."

"..."

Yan Yun, who was scolded, took a book of useless exercises and walked towards the pawn.

The system looked at Yan Yun who had collected another piece of useless garbage, and sighed silently in his heart, wouldn't this host really be obsessed with picking up garbage?

Lin's pawn shop is really magnificent, the big gold god of wealth placed at the door almost blinded Yan Yun's eyes.

"Hello, I want to pawn something."

The platform was so high that Yan Yun couldn't see the people on it even if he raised his head.

"What do you want to pawn, little girl?"

A gentle male voice came from above his head, like a breeze blowing willows, with a bit of a smile.

"A lot, bits and pieces."

Yan Yun could imagine his demeanor just by hearing the voice. She raised her hand and put the storage bag on the counter.

At first, Pei Yixing thought about how fragmented it would be, but when he opened the storage bag, a pile of messy things filled the counter, and some even fell and hit Yan Yun's head.

She covered her head and picked up the things that fell on the ground and put them back on. It was all money.

"You, are you going to rob?"

It took Pei Yixing a while to say a word, you say these are rubbish, and how much are they worth.

"No, they were all picked up."

As soon as she heard about the robbery, Yan Yun immediately became a little nervous. She was afraid that these people would arrest her indiscriminately.

"Did you pick it up? You know how to pick it up, Xiaohe, count it for her."

He laughed, and then called for someone to come over and sort things out.

"Got it."

Xiao He was the one who greeted her at the door just now. He was not tall and moved very fast. He was also surprised when he saw the counter full of things.

"My mother, why are there so many little things?"

"I have one more thing."

Yan Yun took out the white bitter grass by itself and held it up high.

"Oh?"

The man is interested, but there is a strange object, "Follow me."

Pei Yixing walked out from the tall counter, wearing a blue brocade robe that made him as harmless and gentle as water, but his aura was so full that no one dared to profane.

His brows are clear and easy, like the warm sun in spring, and there is a smile on his face at this moment.

"Sit down and talk, it shouldn't be that fast."

He walked behind the screen, turned his head slightly, and invited her.

Bypassing the silver dragon carved screen, Yan Yun followed him into the inner room.

The interior decoration is elegant and luxurious, and the items placed on the mahogany shelf are dazzling and of extraordinary value. The paintings drawn with gold and silver threads are placed on the wall, shining continuously.

The white fox blanket was spread on the floor, its soft texture made Yan Yun want to touch it.

"White bitter grass is hard to come by, are you sure you want to sell it?"

Pei Yixing's brows revealed an innate nobility, his eyebrows were downcast, and his movements of making tea were slow and very ornamental.

Yan Yun looked a bit cramped in front of him, just looking at his appearance, he was a fairy in the sky, but she was like mud on the ground.

But she was only slightly nervous, her eyes lit up amazingly when she thought of the money she was about to make.

"Yes."

"I can sell it to you at a price lower than the market price, but I have one condition."

Even if she didn't say it, the man in front of him, as a veteran of Shanghai, would slash him severely.

(End of this chapter)