Set a goal, and the system takes over the body.

Qi Xiuyuan nodded: "Mm."

"Come with me."

Qi Qingshan didn't ask any more questions and turned to walk towards the rest room next to the martial arts arena.

Qi Xiuyuan lifted his foot and followed.

The lounge was small, with a well-worn wooden table and chair against the wall, and some miscellaneous items such as leg wraps and wrist guards piled up in the corner.

Qi Qingshan pulled over a stool and sat down, gesturing for Qi Xiuyuan to sit with him.

"Tell me, what do you need your father to do for you?"

Qi Xiuyuan said, "I want to buy some things, and I need a few taels of silver."

The original owner of this body has never cared about money over the years, focusing solely on cultivation and alchemy. He also doesn't need to worry about living expenses, so he really can't come up with any money all at once.

Qi Qingshan nodded, without asking any further questions, and reached into his pocket to take out ten taels of silver, handing it to Qi Xiuyuan.

Is that enough?

That's enough.

Qi Xiuyuan accepted the silver, said goodbye, and turned to leave.

Qi Qingshan stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching Qi Xiuyuan's retreating figure.

"Brother, there are rumors that a Golden Sun Treasure Fish has appeared near Tianfu. If we can successfully capture it, it will definitely help Xiuyuan to change his tendons and marrow and rebuild his martial arts foundation."

Qi Wence walked over, also looking at Qi Xiuyuan's back.

Qi Qingshan nodded: "No matter what, my Qingshan Martial Arts School will definitely find the Golden Sun Treasure Fish."

Qi Wence nodded: "Don't worry, I have sent people to inquire carefully. As long as there is even the slightest hint, we will know immediately."

Xifang City.

The crowd was bustling with people, carrying loads on shoulder poles, holding baskets, and leading livestock, jostling and pushing each other, their cries of vendors and haggling mingling together in a noisy cacophony.

The area is divided into four sections: A, B, C, and D, with hundreds of stalls in each section, densely packed in several rows.

Qi Xiuyuan followed the flow of people and found stall number seventeen in section B without much trouble.

A blue cloth was spread out on the stall, displaying old bronzeware, broken jade pendants, and porcelain bottles—all secondhand goods from various sources.

The stall owner was a young man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face, a flat nose, thin lips, and darting eyes.

Sure enough, in the corner of the stall, there was a small bronze figure less than a foot tall, covered in dark green rust, its eyebrows and eyes blurred together, making it inconspicuous.

Qi Xiuyuan didn't take the bronze figure directly. Instead, he picked up an old jade pendant from the side, weighed it in his hand, and casually asked the price. The stall owner smiled and quoted a price, but Qi Xiuyuan shook his head and put it down. He then picked up a chipped bronze wine pot, asked about it, and put it down again.

After asking three or four questions, he finally reached out and picked up the small bronze figure, weighed it in his hand, and casually asked, "What about this one?"

The stall owner held up two fingers, a smile plastered on his face.

Qi Xiuyuan didn't waste any words. He took out two taels of silver from his pocket, put it on the stall, picked up the bronze figure, and was about to leave.

But the stall owner was quick-witted and stopped him with a wave of his hand. He grinned, revealing two yellow teeth: "Sir, you've made a mistake. Don't let its old appearance fool you, this little bronze figure of mine is a rare item. It's not two taels of silver, it's twenty taels."

Qi Xiuyuan frowned slightly.

Since the system indicates that it can be bought for two ounces, it means that this is the normal price for this item. Is the stall owner trying to rip off a customer because he doesn't recognize the product?

"Yeah?"

Qi Xiuyuan spoke calmly, put the small bronze figure back on the stall, and took back his silver.

The stall owner crossed his arms, looking completely at ease: "Sir, you absolutely won't find another bronze statue like this in the entire Xifang City. Once you miss this opportunity, you won't find another like it."

Qi Xiuyuan chuckled twice, then turned and left without saying another word.

The stall owner's composure crumbled instantly.

No, how can you just leave like that?

Why don't you try to negotiate a lower price?

"Wait a moment, sir!" he called out hastily, leaning forward. "If you really want it, eighteen taels! Eighteen taels it is, consider it a gesture of friendship!"

Qi Xiuyuan felt a surge of disdain.

Damn it, why don't you just rob someone?

"Two taels? That's because I thought it looked nice and bought it as a trinket. If it were anyone else, no one would want it for even one tael. How dare you ask for twenty taels? Do you really think I'm a sucker?"

After saying that, he turned around and continued walking forward.

Seeing that Qi Xiuyuan showed no sign of turning back, the stall owner's previous air of superiority instantly crumbled.

"Three taels! You can add another tael of silver and take it."

Qi Xiuyuan paused slightly, turning half of his head to look at the other side: "Right now, it's only worth one and a half taels. If you sell it, I'll take it. When I come back, it'll only be worth one tael."

"No..." The stall owner's face turned as green as if he had swallowed a fly.

Just then, a voice came from the side.

"I'll offer five taels of silver."

Qi Xiuyuan frowned, turned his head to look, and his face instantly darkened.

"Han Zhou!"

The newcomer, dressed in a brocade short jacket and wearing a Zhentian Martial Arts School badge at his waist, strolled over slowly.

"Hehe, Qi Xiuyuan, it's been a long time! I didn't expect to run into you here. What's up, shopping for treasures?"

Han Zhou grinned, his gaze sweeping lightly over the small bronze figure in the stall owner's hand, full of disdain.

The stall owner was originally planning to sell it to Qi Xiuyuan, but when he heard that someone offered five taels, his eyes lit up instantly. He quickly tucked the little bronze figure into his arms as if he were holding a gold nugget, and turned to smile at Qi Xiuyuan.

"Sir, as you heard, that gentleman offered five taels. If you want it, you'll have to pay more."

"I'll offer six taels!"

Qi Xiuyuan's face turned icy cold, and he immediately raised the price.

Han Zhou chuckled and said slowly, "Ten taels."

"Fifteen taels!"

Qi Xiuyuan's face darkened further, and his voice was filled with gritted teeth.

Seeing this, Han Zhou laughed even more smugly and shouted like a cat teasing a mouse, "Twenty taels."

"Han Zhou, you..." Qi Xiuyuan's eyes widened in anger, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and after a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth, "I'll offer twenty-five taels!"

Thirty taels.

Han Zhou raised the price without caring at all.

The stall owner stood in the middle, grinning from ear to ear, looking back and forth between the two, waiting for the bidding to end so he could collect the money.

But at that moment, Qi Xiuyuan suddenly chuckled, his anger vanished, and he laughed heartily.

"This piece of junk isn't even worth a tael of silver, yet some sucker spends thirty taels to buy it. It's truly delightful. Since you want it so much, you can have it. Hahaha..."

Han Zhou's smile froze instantly, and his expression darkened.

"You did this on purpose?"

Qi Xiuyuan laughed even harder: "Otherwise what?"

Han Zhou clenched his fists tightly, making a series of cracking sounds from his knuckles, and stared at Qi Xiuyuan with a sinister look in his eyes.

His original plan was to deliberately raise the price for Qi Xiuyuan so that Qi Xiuyuan would buy the item at a high price, or he could spend a little money to get what Qi Xiuyuan wanted.

Thirty taels should not be Qi Xiuyuan's limit.

But suddenly he discovered that Qi Xiuyuan was no longer following him and had deliberately tricked him.

I suddenly couldn't hold back anymore.

"Hmph! Qi Xiuyuan, besides these petty tricks, you're still as useless as ever. In the martial arts competition three months from now, I will personally break your bones and beat you until you're crawling on the ground looking for your teeth."

Qi Xiuyuan smiled and shrugged, seemingly unconcerned: "I'll wait."

"snort!"

Han Zhou snorted coldly, glared at him fiercely, and turned to leave.

The stall owner immediately panicked, carrying the little bronze figure and scurrying after it with a fawning smile, offering the figure forward with both hands.

"Sir, your bronze statue!"

"roll!"

Han Zhou turned around abruptly, shouted coldly, and glared at the stall owner with icy eyes. At the same time, he straightened his waist, revealing the Zhentian Martial Arts School's waist tag.

The stall owner's eyes narrowed sharply, and he swallowed back all the words he was about to say.

He originally intended to invoke the rules of the market and force Han Zhou to buy the bronze figure for thirty taels of silver, but when he saw the waist tag, his legs went weak.

What is the background of Zhentian Martial Arts School?

That's a prestigious martial arts school in Tianfu City, how could he possibly mess with it?

He could only watch helplessly as Han Zhou strode away, leaving him standing there with a bronze figure in his hands, his face alternating between pale and flushed.

Turning around, the stall owner quickly ran back to Qi Xiuyuan, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Sir, that gentleman doesn't want it anymore. The bronze figure you asked for was twenty-one taels, so it's yours."

Qi Xiuyuan chuckled and said slowly, "Right now, it's only worth one tael of silver."