I'm actually an alchemist

Chapter 51 Negotiation (There is another chapter tonight)
Although these people are selling antiques, in fact many of them are half-hearted, and some of them don't even know which dynasty was the first in Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Old Qian blushed and said that it was a teapot from a wealthy family in ancient times.Others said that it was obviously a jug.Some people even said that it was something used in ancient soy sauce shops.

Lao Qian tried his best to say that he said it was a teapot with a basis.

Because clean water is poured into it, and after a while, tea will be poured out.

Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, Lao Qian immediately started to demonstrate.

A bucket of mineral water was poured in, and half an hour later, a yellow-orange tea soup flowed out.

Everyone was amazed and tasted it one after another.

But at that moment, a knowledgeable uncle came over, picked up the porcelain and rummaged through it, and said curiously: "I didn't expect to find such a complete Tang Dynasty chamber pot in this market!"

The smiles on the faces of the people who were enjoying the tea froze immediately.

Then, all kinds of spraying, all kinds of vomiting, all kinds of nausea.

A group of people were cursing: Who the hell knew that the work of the ancients was so delicate.

At that time, because Yang Qing had just come to the market, his status was not enough.

So I could only watch helplessly as everyone tasted tea and soup, and I could only be envious.

Unexpectedly, things took a 180-degree turn.

Yang Qing felt lingering fear in his heart, but also silently sympathized with those guys.

……

However, let's make trouble.

The goods of the old money are still quite reliable.

Whether it is a horse stool from the Republic of China, or a braid from the Qing Dynasty.The spindles used by ancient women for weaving, and some blue and white tea cups, expensive porcelain.

In front of Laoqian's small stall, there will always be a large group of people gathered.

Some people are watching the fun, some are gaining knowledge, and some are shopping for treasures.

However, it seems that the old money has not been here for a long time.

"Is he not here today?"

Yang Qing asked.

"No, I came last week."

Uncle Liu Huang thought for a while and said.

last week?

Day, when I was still in Russia.

"Uncle Liu, when the old money comes, remember to ask for me to see if there are any ancient books, especially Taoist ones. Taoist jades are also needed!"

Yang Qing thought for a while, took out a cigarette and handed it to Uncle Liu Huang and said.

"no problem!"

Uncle Liu Huang took the cigarette and was surprised to find that it was still a good cigarette. After taking it and refilling it, he nodded with a smile.

Seeing Yang Qing got up and was about to leave, Uncle Liu Huang asked again: "Hey, you haven't said what you are doing now?"

"Didn't I tell you that I won a prize of [-] million!"

Yang Qing said with a smile.

"Depend on!"

Uncle Liu Huang raised his finger and cursed with a smile.

Leaving Nangong Market, boarded the car.

Yang Qing thought for a while, and then dialed the number in Sochi, Russia.

The Guman family has a long history and great influence.

The contacts are all over the world, asking them to help you find them, maybe there will be unexpected gains.

After learning that Yang Qing wanted to find Taoist things from ancient China, Suochi agreed without saying a word, patted his chest.

After the matter was resolved, Yang Qing temporarily breathed a sigh of relief.

Driving on the snowy Longcheng Street.

Seeing the heavy snow falling outside the window, and the municipal workers busy hanging red lights on the trees, Yang Qing realized that the New Year would come soon.

The New Year is a day for reunion, and now, the only person Yang Qing can reunite with is Lin Wanqiu.

However, Lin Wanqiu didn't come back until the morning after the phone call.

Therefore, Yang Qing still has to live by himself for these two days.

After walking for a while, Yang Qing saw a Jingcheng copper hot pot restaurant on the side of the road.
So the car stopped. .

Entering the store, a hot air with a spicy and delicious smell comes from the shop.

It was snowing heavily outside, and the store was warm as fire.

Yang Qing found a seat by the window and sat down, where he could watch the snow and eat hot pot, killing two birds with one stone.

After receiving the menu handed over by the waiter, Yang Qing ordered a copper hot pot, two plates of mutton, one side dish, and one plate of vinegared peanuts. Yang Qing returned the order to the waiter.

Open a bottle of old Fenjiu, the clear aroma of the wine will make you intoxicated.

Yang Qing doesn't like to use a wine dispenser when drinking, he likes to use one or two small cups.This kind of cup can make people drink refreshingly without making people drink too much.

Two cups.

Yang Qing was eating peanuts, drinking some wine, looking at the snow outside the window, and the dragon city covered in white in the snow, feeling very comfortable.

Things like snowflakes are magical and will remind people of many things.

Especially in the north.

Things like snowflakes will remind people of the taste of the New Year in the first place.

Thinking of the taste of the year, Yang Qing couldn't help but think of Lin Wanqiu.

People, after all, want to be reunited.

At this time, the hot pot was brought up.

Plates of meat were also delivered.

Yang Qing withdrew his thoughts temporarily, and began to concentrate on dealing with the boiled mutton in front of him.

The thick soup in the hot pot was boiling, and the rising heat covered the window glass with a layer of mist.

Yang Qing picked up the wine cup, took a sip of the wine, and looked out the window with a calm expression.

At this time.

There is one more person at the table.

Standing in front of Yang Qing was a foreign old man wearing a black down jacket but a dark red tie, with every strand of silver hair neatly combed.

"Excuse me, can I sit down?"

The old man looked at Yang Qing and asked softly.

Yang Qing didn't even look at him, and said lightly, "Sit!"

Yang Qing was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that this member of Dracula's family was so kind.Knowing that he is a cultivator, he dared to follow him alone.

Originally, according to Yang Qing's temper, he was shot to death directly.

But seeing that it was a public place after all, and the old man of the blood race was obviously here to negotiate, and his attitude was not bad, Yang Qing temporarily suppressed his disgust and said lightly.

"Thank you!"

The old man nodded slightly and sat down.

"Hello, Mr. Yang!"

The old man introduced himself: "I am Brandon, Dracula! Now the patriarch of the Dracula family is also Pete's grandfather!"

Holding the wine glass, Yang Qing looked up at him, hummed, and said, "And then?"

The old man was not angry because of Yang Qing's rudeness, he was even excited because Yang Qing could talk to him.

He is not as arrogant as Pete, nor is he as ignorant as Xia Feng.

He knows very well how powerful the monks in the East are.

It was a strength that made the blood race feel desperate.

Over the long years, he has already learned to be in awe of the mighty, and he knows how to bow his head in fear in front of the mighty.

He knows very well that awe and fear are the foundation for the blood race to survive the long years.

"I'm here to apologize!"

Brandon got straight to the point, stood up respectfully, and bowed: "I apologize to you for the harm our Dracula family has caused you and your loved ones!"

He raised his head and said straight to the point: "Also, the attack on your lover a few days ago was planned by me!"

Yang Qing's eyes froze suddenly.

In the room, murderous intentions raged all over the place.

"I just want to save my grandson!"

Brandon looked at Yang Qing earnestly: "I have no intention of hurting your lover, I assure you in the name of Dracula's ancestor!"

At this moment, Brandon looked exhausted.

He didn't know what happened in Huaxia before, and it was his son who told him all along.Someone in Huaxia targeted the blood clan, not only destroying the family's property in China, but also killing many blood clan elites.What's more, the other party also arrested his grandson.

That's why Brandon planned to surround Ding Xuan a few days ago.

As a result, things far exceeded his expectations.

He never expected that the Chinese cultivator, who had disappeared in history for a hundred years, would appear again.

And after that incident, I gradually understood the ins and outs of the whole thing.

Obviously, his most trusted son had deceived him and the whole family.

And for his own self-interest, he pushed the whole family to the edge of the cliff.

After Brandon was silent for a long time, he looked up at Yang Qing and said, "I will give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter!!"

Yang Qing lit a cigarette and stared at Brandon quietly.

After Pevek passed the level of refining the gods, Yang Qing's cultivation level improved again.

Today, when he is facing a small character like a blood race, he can already see the opponent's soul fluctuations clearly by simply crushing the realm without using the soul search technique.

The invisible pressure swept over, and Brandon felt suffocated and sweated profusely.

Yang Qing looked away, and said lightly: "How to explain!"

Brandon breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and felt a sense of escape from death in his heart.

He panted, and after a moment of silence, he said with all his strength: "This matter is my son's plan from beginning to end. I will bring him to see you and let you handle it!"

Yang Qing raised her eyebrows, and then took a serious look at Brandon.

“So generous?”

Yang Qing said lightly.

"It's very sensible!"

Brandon sighed.

The predecessors of the Dracula family have already proved the strength of the Eastern monks and their cold-bloodedness towards the blood race with their blood and lives. He does not want to push the whole family off the cliff because of a son who is useless.

He knew an old saying in China: To untie a bell, one must tie it.

Yang Qing is the key person to solve this matter.

"In addition, we will compensate you for the loss caused by the rudeness of the Dracula family according to your request!"

Brandon said with his head down.

While speaking, he reached into his arms, took out a velvet red bag, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Yang Qing.

The mouth of the bag opened, and a few top-quality azure blue crystals rolled out.

There is also a cyan spar, and there is a green mist lingering.

The source spar of the wood system?

Yang Qing forcibly looked away.

Before, he checked Lin Wanqiu's physique.

The five elements belong to wood, so she is very familiar with medical skills and medical supplies.

On the one hand, this is because of her knowledge and education, but more importantly, she has a natural sense of closeness to this kind of organic things.

If you find a suitable cultivation method, this piece of wood origin spar is really suitable for Lin Wanqiu to use.

"It's only the first year!"

Brandon looked at Yang Qing with piercing eyes, and continued: "Every year from now on, the Dracula family will provide you with crystals!"

Yang Qing put the bag in his pocket, stood up and said calmly: "Before the Spring Festival, I want to see your son's head!"

After speaking, he turned to leave.

　Thanks to Tianze Dragon King, one mistake will cause eternal hatred, courier brothers Xiao Liu and Xiao Zhuang also gave rewards from several friends.

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(End of this chapter)