Me, plant, fire root? ? ?

It was useless to think too much, Ye Zesheng got on his bike again and rushed to the practice market.

The practice market appeared on the third day after the spiritual energy was revived.

It appeared so fast that Ye Zesheng wondered if the country had already prepared for it.Just now there are people peddling it on Weibo, Xianyu and other places on the Internet, and the offline market is ready.

Of course, what surprised Ye Zesheng even more was that the country did not intercept these news, and only suppressed some rumors, those selling fake goods and strategic materials.

After passing through a few streets, the market in the suburbs is about to arrive.

It looks simple but not crude here. The earthen walls are raised from the ground, decorated with flowers, and it looks a bit simple and beautiful at first glance.The tables and chairs were arranged neatly, the doors opened twice, and two men in black uniforms were sitting respectively.

A door seemed to be for tourists, and the man sitting there just glanced at everyone and didn't check anything.

But there was already a long line on the other side, and everyone in the line had more or less something to stay in front of the table for a long time.

Ye Zesheng consciously parked his bicycle under a tree and queued up behind him.

There was a middle-aged man in the front row. He looked around with agitated expression. When he saw another person standing behind him, he hurriedly asked, "Little brother, what are you going to sell?"

Ye Zesheng didn't talk much in front of outsiders.

He glanced at the man without answering.

But that man was so excited, Ye Zesheng didn't say anything, he said excitedly, "I'm going to sell it, but it's a very good thing!"

Ye Zesheng glanced at him again, but still didn't answer.

But the people in front were already attracted by that man, "What are you going to sell? I want to sell the garlic seedlings that I planted on the balcony. Oh, I didn't expect that ten garlics grew out of it. The smell is very fragrant, and at first glance, it is different garlic after being nourished by spiritual energy! Do you want to see it? My garlic can kill bacteria, fight cancer, and fight aging. Eat it and keep you ten years younger!"

As he spoke, the man slightly opened his sealed bag.

The strong smell of garlic wafted out immediately, and there were complaints all over the place.

"Whose garlic! Do you have a sense of public morality, put it away quickly, it will kill you!"

"I'm going, I'm going to faint..."

"I want to report that someone used a biochemical weapon!"

The two men in black who were sitting there quickly walked over one by one, "Please put away your belongings, and take them out during inspection."

"Hey, I'm sorry, my garlic is so good, that's why it tastes so strong..." He said with a little complacency in his tone.

The team moved forward slowly, and when they found the garlic seller, a man in black opened the bag, poked his head in slightly, closed it quickly, and handed over a card, "This is your credential, go in."

Then it was Ye Zesheng's turn.

He was mysterious, and said to the two men in black, "My things are too valuable, so I dare not show them to you."

One of them smiled, "Okay, then you can't enter the venue. Let me remind you that selling strategic materials privately is an illegal act. Once discovered, you will be punished severely."

The man's expression changed immediately, and he asked nervously, "What are strategic materials?"

"Spiritual stones, elixirs, magic weapons, exercises, precious metal raw materials..."

The man's expression changed again and again, he silently squeezed the bag tightly, stepped back, turned around and wanted to run away.The black uniform had been prepared for a long time, with a slight push of his hand, the table flew forward, bumped into the fleeing man from behind and lifted it up, and then the black uniform jumped up, grabbed the bag with one hand and the escaped man with the other. As soon as the shoulders and feet landed on the ground, the wrists twisted, and the man was firmly pressed to the ground!

"Oh!" The man let out a scream like a pig.

The man in black tied his hands, and then opened the bag to take a look. His expression changed several times, and finally he asked speechlessly, "Why didn't you run away with the strategic supplies?"

The man lay on the ground moaning and crying, "How can I not count this as a strategic material? The best leeks, aphrodisiac, great tonic! Look, the root of this leek has turned golden, how can it be compared with ordinary leeks?" ?”

The man in black was speechless, put his hands down, picked them up, and handed over a voucher.

The man left, and finally it was Ye Zesheng's turn.

He handed over his own vegetables and fruits, and Feng Yu took a look at him. Seeing that he was still young, he reminded, "If they are ordinary fruits and vegetables, you can go to the vegetable market to sell them."

This is a polite refusal to enter.The first article of the practice market management regulations is to prohibit the sale of counterfeit and shoddy products.It is not easy to check whether it is fake or not, but whether it is fake or not will be checked first when entering the door.

After standing here and observing for a while, Ye Zesheng also discovered that although these fruits and vegetables were produced by him with spiritual energy, they did not seem to be quite the same as those of others.

Others have either become bigger in shape or different in color, but this one... except for looking so watery and beautiful, nothing has changed.

But this is really born out of his ability, and other people can sell it, so why can't he?What's more, he still has such a strange flower.

Ye Zesheng thought for a while, then took out his own flower pot, "What about this one?"

"What's so special about it?" Feng Yu sized it up, but couldn't see it yet.

Ye Zesheng poked the seedling, but the seedling did not move.As soon as he raised his eyebrows, the green buds suddenly grew, reaching a height of 30 centimeters, and the flower buds also came out. It was a long plant, and it didn't look like it was short at all.

Feng Yu groaned, "I was wrong. Here, take it."

After entering the arena, Ye Zesheng found an empty booth, put all his things on it, specially placed the potted flower in the center, marked a price of 1000 yuan, and waited for people to buy it.

Looking around, there are really all kinds of people coming in. In addition to the mutated plants at home, there are also people who come to sell cats and dogs, and even hold a kitchen knife and say that they can suddenly cut iron like mud.

Most people shouted enthusiastically, the atmosphere was extremely hot, and the price was extremely expensive.

Like the one with leeks just now on his right, Ye Zesheng saw that he was priced at 1000 per root, and he was indeed selling it as a strategic material. This price is more expensive than gold. Will anyone really buy it?

Ye Zesheng had never set up a stall to hawk, but if he really made him shout... he is so desperate for face that he can't yell out.

But the things on his side looked relatively ordinary, and no one came over for a while, so it wouldn't work if it went on like this.

He stared at the old man who also had some plants on the table next to him but people came and went, and adjusted his expression slightly.

The eyebrows and eyes are stretched a little, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and the eyes are slightly down... OK, there is a little bit of unfathomable feeling.

Sure enough, a passer-by was taken by his expression and came to ask, but what he asked was not flowers, but vegetables, "Are you also a vegetable that can beautify your face and strengthen your body?"

Ye Zesheng nodded lightly.

"how much is it?"

Ye Zesheng was originally selling it by the way. He glanced at the gesture of the old man who had no quotation on the sign, and slowly stretched out his hand, making a gesture of two.

hiss!

The passer-by gasped, "It's so expensive! You're stealing money." Cursing, he immediately turned to look at other stalls.

This expression seemed to be really useful. Five or six people came to Ye Zesheng one after another to ask about vegetables. Although they didn't buy any of them, they didn't know what they were hesitating about.

The old man seemed to have noticed Ye Zesheng's imitation, and said with a smile, "Little friend, don't imitate me."

Ye Zesheng sullenly pretended not to hear.

Seeing him like this, the old man slowly added, "These on my table are not for sale, they were brought to me by someone else. I'm a fortune teller."

Ye Zesheng blinked his eyes, not quite understanding what was going on.

The old man lovingly added the last sentence, "Here, two is definitely not twenty, at least it is two hundred or more, and it may be two thousand or even twenty thousand. It is difficult for you to sell ordinary fruits and vegetables at this price... ..."

Damn, he learned from the wrong person!

But the person is wrong, and I can't lose face anymore.Ye Zesheng still froze his face, pretending nothing happened.He hesitated for two seconds whether to call back the two people who hadn't gone out of sight. After thinking about it, he couldn't afford to lose this person, so he simply pretended it never happened.

The old man let out a sigh, and continued to do business on his own.

Ye Zesheng poked the flower seedling sadly, and whispered to it, "Look at you, you can't sell it even if you want to, and people don't even ask you about vegetables!"

This seedling swayed slightly, and looked a little proud.

What a fart to be proud of!

Ye Zesheng became even more worried, and turned his head to look at the stall on the right.

At this glance, he discovered something extraordinary.

That table was selling leeks, and the customer in front of him was a little familiar, and he was the one who had just asked about it.

Originally, it was not uncommon to ask two adjacent stalls one after another, but he saw that the customer who was very stingy (only asked the price but refused to buy) went to the next door and asked for two handfuls of leeks!

These two, at least twenty, according to the person's price of 1000 yuan for each, these twenty are 2 yuan.

But Ye Zesheng swears by his 5.2 eyesight that the last thing the stall owner handed over was definitely more than two handfuls of leeks, and there was clearly a transparent stone inside, only a little exposed from the gap between his fingers.

The appearance of that stone is very similar to the legendary spirit stone.

So... this is clearly selling leeks, but actually selling spirit stones?

First, he deliberately blew himself up to sell strategic materials, but in fact he was selling leeks, and was successfully included. However, in the real transaction process, he sold spirit stones, and used the previous practice to feint.

What a trick.

Ye Zesheng was thoughtful, and then stared at his own flower.

In the follow-up promotional video released by the Brotherhood, Lingshi is an important material for cultivation, which can replenish aura and assist in cultivation.

But spirit stones are strategically controlled materials, and now except for the state staff in black uniforms at the door or registered practitioners, there is basically no chance for others to get them.

But how many people dare to register now?almost none.On the first day after the recovery of the spirit energy, there were still many people on the Internet showing off their supernatural powers, but on the third day, as soon as the management regulations for practitioners came out, all these people and videos disappeared.

The traditional thinking of the Chinese people is to shoot the first bird, and no one is willing to take the initiative to try before a typical one comes out.What's more, with power, who is willing to accept control?

Ye Zesheng didn't want to commit crimes or do anything.

He simply wanted to try what it was like to use Lingshi.

Black people eat black...shouldn't be breaking the law, right?