C30 First Time in the Martial World

Half drunk, half awake, half awake, and half awake.

As the wine boiled, he mounted his horse and galloped away; the color of blood slowly dyed the floating tassels.

The man holding the sword for a thousand miles was indistinct. He brushed his body and disappeared without a trace.

In the future, his name was known throughout the World Crossing Road, and once he met, a smile would be on his face, and he would be in the Pugilistic World.

The martial world, since ancient times, had been filled with gratitude and resentment. It was unknown how many places had been left for him to settle his debts of gratitude and vengeance. Now, it was under his feet.

Guxing pinched his dumbfounded face. He still felt that it wasn't real.

Just yesterday, he was just a punching bag that allowed others to bully him. He hid behind his grandfather and was in a constant state of anxiety. With a leap, he became a cultivator. From then on, he slaughtered tigers and dogs like a dog. His hands were stained with blood, and now, he had come to the world outside his grandfather's mouth. The world had changed like a white cloud, and he couldn't even react in time.

Everyone had a dream in their hearts. Guxing was no exception. He liked listening to the old man talk about things in the world of martial arts when he was very young. At that time, the world of martial arts was the paradise he had dreamt of.

The old man was a hunter. Because he had good martial arts skills, he often helped the village exchange for things that were not in the village when he was young. Sometimes, when he hunted precious prey, he had to go outside to sell it for a good price. Just like that, he kept going. As time passed, he started to think about the matters in the martial arts world.

Most of the children in the mountain would never be able to leave the mountain in their lifetime. Naturally, they were very curious about the outside world. They would stick to the people who had gone out all day and keep asking questions. At that time, it was probably the happiest time in the old man's life. He was always surrounded by a group of children asking questions. Then he touched their heads and told them about the outside world.

However, ever since that incident, the villagers began to intentionally distance themselves from the old man. The children who used to stick to the elderly had grown up. They had heard enough about the outside world that the elderly spoke of. The new generation of children did not bother to listen to the old man's stories, so there was only one person that the old man wanted to talk to. That person was naturally Guxing.

Guxing was the only one who listened to the old man, so he naturally knew a lot about the Jianghu. When he was five years old, he had already finished listening to all the Jianghu stories of the old man, so he became more and more interested in the Jianghu.

"Ms Yue, is this the Jianghu?"

Guxing stood at the corner of the street in a daze, looking at the people coming and going in front of him. He was in a trance.

"Sweet gourd, sweet gourd, two wen for a skewer. "

"Fresh steamed buns, come and try them all!"

"Longxu noodles, thousand-year-old Longxu noodles, five wen per bowl!"

Xiao Yue wilted. She didn't know what he was thinking, but she immediately smiled and said, "This is the Pugilistic World. "

"It's so lively, I've never seen so many people. " Guxing kept shuttling through the crowd. He felt that everything was so fresh and interesting.

What he heard and what he saw were two completely different things. He had heard the story of the Jianghu countless times. He thought that he could treat it calmly, but when he came here, he still could not stop his excitement.

Seeing this, Xiao Yue just smiled faintly and didn't comment.

"Customer, do you want a bun?"

Seeing Guxing stop in front of his shop, the boss of the bun shop hurriedly stuck it up and said enthusiastically, "This customer has good eyesight. Our buns are the best in Fang Yuan's store. I guarantee that you'll want a second bite after eating the first bite. May I ask how many do you want?"

"How much does this cost?"

Guxing had heard from his grandfather that everything outside cost silver, so he immediately asked.

"Customer, you must be joking. Three wens for one. "

The boss laughed dryly and asked, "Customer, how many do you want?"

"I want it, but I don't have money. "

Guxing immediately said honestly when he heard that.

He had just come down from the mountain and was penniless. The only valuable items were those beast skins, but since he had just arrived, he didn't know where to exchange them. Although Xiaoyue was knowledgeable, she was only limited to cultivation techniques. Naturally, she couldn't do anything about these trivial matters.

The boss looked troubled and said, "Customer, Aren't you making things difficult for me? What are you eating for if you don't have money? Go away. Let's go. "

" Although I don't have money, I have something on me that can be exchanged for money. "

As Guxing spoke, he took out a few beast skins from his bag and said, "Use this thing of mine to exchange for your bun. What do you think?"

When the boss saw Guxing's plain clothes, he didn't mind at first. But when he saw what Guxing took out from his bag, he was shocked.

"Wow, he's using such a big piece of tiger skin to buy a bun. I'm afraid he won't be able to find it even if he sells my shop!"

He saw that Guxing was still pulling the tiger skin out. He hurriedly stopped Guxing and said, "Hey, hey, hey. Customer, please don't take it out anymore. I really can't find it!"

"Then what should we do?" Guxing obviously did not think of this problem and was a little stunned for a moment.

The boss was a broad-minded person. He saw Guxing dressed like this. He must have just come down from some mountain and had never seen the market before. He pulled him over and pointed to a shop in the middle of the street. "Do you see that shop? The one with the word Dang written on the door. Take your things there and you can exchange them for money. "

With that, he took out three buns from the steamer and wrapped them in oil-paper. He handed them to Guxing and said: "How about this, I won't charge you for these three buns. You can take them and eat them. After you fill your stomach, you can go there to exchange for money. "

"No way. How can I not pay for food? If you don't take them, then I won't eat them. "

Guxing put the buns on the table, turned around, and was about to leave when the boss grabbed him and said: "I say, why are you so stubborn? If I tell you to eat it, just eat it. If you really feel bad, you can return it to me after you exchange the money. "

"This. . . "

Guxing hesitated for a moment before taking the bun and said, "Then I'll gladly accept it. I'll thank Big Brother first. "

The boss immediately smiled generously and said, "You're too polite, little brother. May I ask where you're from?"

Guxing said. "I came down from that mountain. "

The boss looked in the direction he pointed and immediately showed an expression as expected. He asked again, "Then where are we going?"

Guxing swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns and said, "For the time being, I haven't considered it. But I want to familiarize myself with the life here first. "

As expected of a young lad. The boss smiled bitterly, but he was a little worried that Guxing would go to the pawnshop alone.

"How about this, little brother. Later, big brother will stop doing business and accompany you personally. This will save you the trouble of being schemed against when you just arrived. "

Guxing was worried that he did not understand the market. If he went before trading, he would definitely suffer a loss. When he heard the boss's words, he was delighted and said, "That's great. Thank you, big brother. "

The boss immediately replied politely.

After they had eaten and drank their fill, the two of them went to the pawnshop's door and heard the boss make arrangements. "Don't talk too much when you go in later. Leave everything to me. Just look at me and act accordingly. "

Guxing said yes, and the two of them immediately went into the room.

After entering the room, the boss of the bun shop first cupped his fists at a lean old man in the middle of the shop and said, "Mr Zhou, how have you been? How's business recently?"

The shopkeeper surnamed Zhou immediately returned a punch and said with some surprise: "I was wondering who it was. It turns out to be Boss Bao from the street corner. Boss Bao isn't doing business in the shop, so why did he come to my shop?"

It turned out that this big brother's surname was Bao. When he thought about it, This Bao had the same surname as the bun he sold, Guxing couldn't help but feel that it was somewhat funny.

"Mr Zhou, to tell you the truth. "

Bao pointed at Guxing with his finger and said, "This little brother is a distant relative of mine. His home is in the mountains. He came down the mountain this time because he brought some tiger skin from the mountains. He asked me to let you have a look and see what price I can estimate. "

"Oh, it's like that. "

Mr Zhou nodded and urged the waiter, "Go, bring it over for me to take a look. "

The waiter ran in front of Guxing with a sigh and said, "Our master told you to bring over an inspection first. "

Guxing immediately took one and gave it to him.

"This, this, this. . . "

"How is it, Mr Zhou? Are you satisfied?" Bao asked.

Mr Zhou sighed and said, "I have lived for so many years, but this is the first time I have seen such a big tiger skin. If it is only big, then forget it. This pattern. . . This knife skill is the best of the best. Wonderful! Wonderful! "

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and serve tea to Boss Bao and this little brother. "

" May I ask how Little Brother got this tiger skin? "

After Mr Zhou instructed, he said with a charming smile. "I think this tiger skin is so huge, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to deal with when it was alive. "

Guxing was about to speak when he saw Bao giving him a meaningful look, so he could only remain silent.

Bao said: "My relative was a hunter, and the surrounding neighbors were all hunters. They risked their lives to get this tiger skin. It was not easy. Boss Zhou, please understand and give me a fair price.

"No problem, no problem. "

Mr Zhou let out a long laugh and said," Boss Bao, don't worry. The price here has always been the same. If I don't pay enough for such a treasure, Doesn't that mean you smashed your own signboard? May I ask little brother how many more treasures like this are in your hands?"

At this moment, Guxing saw Bao pouting and said in understanding: "I came in a hurry, and I only brought 20 or so of them with me. "

"Oh? Does this mean that little brother still has stock at home?"

Stock? Guxing immediately let out a cold snort. He was afraid that he could scare you to death. However, he remained calm on the surface and said, "Of course there is. There are still about a hundred of them. "

Rare things were precious. Guxing knew that only by taking out a hundred of these things could they be sold at the highest price. As for the other beast skins, he would need some time to find a suitable time.

"A hundred pieces?"

Mr Zhou was shocked and said, "Little brother, are you serious?"

Guxing said. "Of course I am. I just didn't bring it with me. "

Mr Zhou said, "It doesn't matter. Little brother, can you let me take a look at the remaining tiger skin first?"

Guxing responded and handed the package to him.

"Good! Good! Good!"

After Mr Zhou received it, he immediately said the word 'good' and said: "Dare I ask little brother, who was the one who peeled off the tiger skin with the knife, there was actually such a divine skill, not even a trace of a cut"

Guxing cupped his hands and said: "No talent, it's me. "

Mr Zhou immediately praised, "Little brother, with this skill, I'm afraid you won't have to worry about food and clothing anymore. "

"Mr Zhou, I've already seen it and asked about the price. " At this moment, Bao asked.

"Boss Bao, please calm down. Please take a seat. I won't let you down about the price. "