Divine Doctor Xiaofei

Chapter 658 I'm Poor
Can anyone tell him what's going on?
Why didn't he know that the imperial capital had placed a gamble?
Luo Qingfeng looked around, there were many places where bets were placed, but it was just that no one bet that the Mo family would win.

"Mo Lingxuan, someone has done what I've always wanted to do." The life-and-death fight between her and Feng Su last time should be a gamble.

Mo Lingxuan looked at her with black lines all over his head, and asked embarrassingly, "Are you not short of money?"

Does she also want to join in the fun?
"I'm a poor man." Luo Qingfeng said solemnly, and then walked forward.

Poor man, the corner of Mo Lingxuan's mouth twitched fiercely.

Believe her to hell!

No alchemist is a poor person. If she wants money, if she gives a elixir, I don't know how many people are willing to send gold to her door.

But is it really okay for these people to do this?
"Xiaofeng, you don't mean it, do you?" Does she really want to bet?

Mo Lingxuan strode to follow, we can't play like this.

Luo Qing didn't walk back in the limelight, and didn't answer his words, just smiled and said nothing.

"Why did the restaurant just now trade medicinal materials?" Isn't the restaurant a place to eat?

"There is someone behind, the temple, it seems to be some alchemist." To put it simply, it is the things that the temple does not want, and sell them.

It is not required by the temple, but it is still very valuable in the eyes of many people.

The selling price is cheaper than other places, naturally many people are willing to come to the door.

Luo Qingfeng stopped and glanced at Mo Lingxuan, "I suddenly felt that the restaurant should be smashed down."

If I knew it was a temple, I still need to be polite?
However, this restaurant gave her some ideas. If her Ghost Gate also bought some medicinal materials, she would earn a good income.

Of course, these medicinal materials will not be very precious, and they are also the ones she doesn't want, and those that are good for ordinary people or pharmacists and poisoners.

Mo Lingxuan: "..."

She actually thought of it, and didn't smash it!
Luo Qingfeng walked forward, walked past the street stalls, and looked at the things on the ground.

Magic cores, medicinal herbs, weapons, medicinal cauldrons, monster bones, animal skins, etc., all kinds of things are available.

From this point of view, the black market is indeed similar to the auction.

Suddenly, a wave hit her perception.

She froze for a moment, then turned to look.

Not far away is an old stall with a lot of weird little things on it.

Her footsteps moved, and she walked over involuntarily.

Mo Lingxuan was still looking at the herbs not far away, but when he saw her walking away, he immediately paid the bill and followed her.

Seeing customers coming to the door, the stall owner got up immediately.

"Girl, I dug these from ancient tombs. It is said that they are good things left over from ancient times." The boss introduced enthusiastically.

Ancient!

"Boss, you are lying." Mo Lingxuan said contemptuously.

How can there be so many ancient things, even though the patterns on it look quite old.

"Open the door for business, how could I lie!" The boss retorted immediately.

Listening to their conversation, Luo Qingfeng moved her eyes among the pile of things, and suddenly in the pile of things, the feeling was even stronger!
That's the one!

Small piece of iron?
The boss's words fell, and laughter immediately rang out from around.

"Old Xiang, you said the same thing last time, but after the customer bought it back, he found out it was a fake."

The boss turned his head and glared at the man, and said angrily, "That's because he doesn't know what to do!"

He really dug these from the tomb!
(End of this chapter)