I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 1127 Meat Market
Habit becomes custom.

The custom here is that spoils of war can be disposed of at will, and the residents around here often discuss what scraps they can buy from the spoils of war: human meat, demon pills, demon cores, feathers, bones, teeth, and even old clothes.

Civilians everywhere have to live frugally, so they like to buy second-hand goods and exchange experiences with each other.

From this perspective, when the common people of different origins, such as humans, demons, and monsters, told each other about their shopping experiences and bargaining experiences, it was also a great fusion of races. They did not think that the "trophies" they ate and used were their own kind, and even thought that they were just breathing objects.

Hu Qing pondered for a moment, took Su Shan's arm, followed the people carrying vegetable baskets, and naturally came to the vegetable market and... the meat market.

Just like the meat in the fairyland is divided into categories, the meat market here is also divided, and the divisions are more specific - based on the customers' appetites.

First, there are three major categories: demon taste, monster taste, and human taste.

The meat market for the demon race’s flavor is the largest, followed by the monster race’s flavor, and surprisingly, the human race’s flavor is not much smaller.

The meat market is half open. At a glance, all kinds of recognizable or unrecognizable meat and meat products are hung up to make people stunned. Some of them are hung up directly to show the freshness of their products. They are stripped of their clothes or have their hair and scales removed, but they are still struggling...

There were many people coming and going, bargaining, and everyone's expressions were normal. The atmosphere was as strong as any vegetable market Hu Qing had seen before.

She smiled woodenly: "Pigs entering the meat market, you must feel the same as I do."

All these scenes had a great impact on Su Shan. He followed Hu Qing's footsteps in a daze.

The dragons didn't care about killing. With their willful nature and their arrogance towards all living things, it was not uncommon for them to exterminate an entire area after being angered. However, the shock brought by the scene of a large number of living things dying intact or turning into ashes in an instant was different from the scene of a large number of living things being...

The former, no shock.

The latter - how could such a thing happen in the world?
He was just shocked.

Hu Qing's mood was much more complicated than that. As she said, she was not a human, she was half Heavenly Dao, what would Heavenly Dao think of these things? He would not even look at them. God created so many species, and time was infinite and space was boundless. These things that caused a shock to people's hearts were just a light and shadow in the eyes of God. It made no difference whether they were seen or not.

What the Heavenly Dao cares about are those things and individuals that can affect Him. That phrase is called: destiny. Only when it is important enough can it be taken seriously by the Heavenly Dao.

Obviously, the meat market is not.

Hu Qing is not the real Heavenly Dao. She can understand the actions of Heavenly Dao, but she is under Heavenly Dao and she cannot ignore it because it is her duty to manage the fairy world and the demon world - will her two demon worlds become like this in the future?

She didn't want to.

So, what kind of demon world does she want?
Feeling her heavy heart, Su Shan followed her silently and walked around the meat stalls. The butchers greeted him warmly. No matter whether the boss was a human, a demon or a devil, they were all enthusiastic about soliciting business. Su Shan tried to make an expression that he didn't want to buy meat, and tried not to look at the ground inside the meat stall. There was often something piled there, and some of it was still squirming.

"Is this hell?" He murmured in a low voice, unable to help himself.

"what?"

After walking for a long time, Hu Qing seemed to have just heard these words and looked at Su Shan: "What did you just say?"

Su Shan moved his lips and was about to speak when a voice came from the side.

"Young lady, why are you here again? It's only been ten days, can your flesh grow back? We don't want bad meat. We can't sell it."

The two looked over and realized that they had walked out of the meat market and into the street behind. There were few pedestrians on this street, but there were many shops, most of which had signs saying "buy meat" or something like that.

Oh, yes, the meat is collected at the back and sold at the front. The bustling front means that the meat collection period has passed, so there are few people coming and going.

The butcher was not short, but thin. She spoke softly, "Boss, I'm selling leg meat this time."

As he spoke, he stretched one leg forward.

The fleshy gaze fell on her trousered legs, critically.

Hu Qing frowned.

Su Shan whispered in her ear: "She is a demon."

Hu Qing felt even more depressed.

The boss said in disgust: "Young lady, you are too thin and your meat is not tasty. This year, you have come to sell meat ten times. Your meat has not grown and is no longer tasty. If it weren't for my kindness, where would you sell it?"

The young lady said: "Yes, yes, boss, you are kind, help me again."

The boss looked annoyed and looked inside. That was the end where meat was sold.

He said, "Bad meat is bad for my family's reputation. Young lady, everyone knows why you sell meat. The neighbors have long been disgusted. Your lover is eating the magic crystals you get from selling your own meat. It would be better to sell you all at once. You are beautiful, he will get more money, and you don't have to sell meat every day, how good it is."

The young lady turned pale and shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, I won't separate from him."

The boss looked him up and down, gave up his kindness, and said with disdain: "The tribe you love has a cold heart and a cold lung passed down from their ancestors. Young lady, don't be greedy for good looks. It's better for him to sell half of his tail by himself than for you to sell it. His meat is much more valuable than yours. Humph, if you want to support him, you have to see if he is willing to only keep you. Don't play blind, you have run into young ladies who sell meat to support him like you. I kindly remind you that I am not the first one to suggest selling you. Guess who wants to sell you. If I sell you, at least I will find you a good place to live."

The young lady's face turned as pale as a ghost, and she looked like she was in disbelief and heartbroken. She covered her face with her hands and ran away whimpering.

"After watching such a great show, would you like to go in and pick some meat? My meat is the best here." The boss suddenly turned to the two of them and greeted them with a smile.

Hu Qing walked over and asked, "Are there any dragons, demons, or the like?"

The boss paused, looked her up and down and said, "Madam, you are rich."

Hu Qing nodded: "A good demon pill or magic core will do."

Boss: "My wife is a human. But can she make pills?"

Hu Qing: "Refine the weapon."

The boss's eyes lit up: "Can you take on the repair work?"

Hu Qing's eyes lit up: "Yes."

Watching her being invited in, Su Shan was at a loss. Well, Qingqing is really capable.

The workshop between the shop and the butcher's stall was huge, filled with all kinds of tools, on the floor, on the walls, and on the roof. It was so strange that the timid would not dare to come in.

Hu Qing casually grabbed a row of iron claws and pulled them to feel them: "It's old, but it can still be used for another three to five hundred years. The material is good."

The boss was very happy: "It was handed down from my ancestors. Madam, please help me take a look at this tripod. I have asked several people to repair it, but none of them would help me."

He tore open a thick black cloth as big as a wall, revealing a sturdy round tripod behind it.

Hu Qing cried out, and walked over and bent down to look down: "Boss, the bottom of your tripod is broken, it's not easy to repair."