HPDBC Chapter 431.1
Chapter 431.1
Picking up leaks (1)
Even after leaving the clothing store, Ling Tian still felt pain in his heart.
More than three hundred spirit stones! Even for a cultivator, this is a lot of money! Although he is someone who owns the system, although he will take off sooner or later, although he will become filthy rich sooner or later, right now he doesn’t have much money!
It’s really killing him!
Seeing Ling Tian’s ugly face, Qiao Rou’er’s original joy at being able to wear beautiful clothes became a little heavy. She cautiously asked, “Brother Ling Tian, are the clothes too expensive? Why don’t we return them? I don’t need to wear such expensive clothes...”
Qiao Rou’er seemed a little humble because she felt sorry for Ling Tian, but Ling Tian didn’t notice it. In fact, if Qiao Rou’er hadn’t said the words about being too expensive, Ling Tian might have really returned it.
But she just had to say it, which made Ling Tian very dissatisfied, feeling like he was being looked down upon. So even if he loses money, he still has to buy the clothes!
It’s all a matter of suffering to save face.
But after spending the money, he couldn’t stop regretting it. But as a son of destiny, an upgraded version of a son of fortune, he wouldn’t put the responsibility on himself. Instead, he blamed it all on Qiao Rou’er.
If Qiao Rou’er was not so ignorant and said such things at that time in front of others, would he have been taken advantage of?
Therefore, Ling Tian couldn’t help but have some opinions on Qiao Rou’er. He glanced at Qiao Rou’er, feeling a little annoyed. He waved his hand and said impatiently, “I already bought everything, why return it? How embarrassing!”
Qiao Rou’er didn’t understand.
Embarrassing? What’s there to be ashamed of? Back then in Qinglan City, the two people who depended on each other sometimes even went to restaurants to pick up other people’s leftovers in order to get enough to eat! They have experienced such things, so why does he feel ashamed now just because of a piece of clothing that they can’t afford?
Qiao Rou’er felt faintly in her heart that the current Ling Tian was no longer the Ling Tian she knew.
The two walked on the street in silence, their original relaxed mood gone.
These vendors are generally civilians, and only a few are cultivators, and even if they are cultivators, their cultivation base is generally not high.
As for the things in their stalls, most of them are very inconspicuous.
After Ling Tian glanced at it casually, he turned his head aside with disgust on his face.
Most of the items sold by the street vendors have no spiritual energy at all, so even a novice like him can easily see that those items are fakes based on his cultivation base of the Innate realm.
He held Qiao Rou’er’s little hand and kept moving through the crowd, looking for the “treasure” that the system told him.
Suddenly, Ling Tian’s eyes lit up, and he finally found a thing emitting faint spiritual energy fluctuations. And the system immediately reminded him. It was that thing that was Ling Tian’s opportunity.
It was a piece of tortoise shell. Its appearance was dilapidated, and it seemed to be very old. If it weren’t for the spiritual energy fluctuations on it, everyone would most likely just treat it as a piece of junk.
Ling Tian hurriedly pulled Qiao Rou’er forward, preparing for an operation of picking up leaks.
They came to a simple booth. Standing next to the booth is a cultivator with a low cultivation base. He looked sixty or seventy years old, with a tattered body and a face full of vicissitudes. He held a calabash in his hand and drank it self-consciously.
He didn’t try to sell anything, he just stood there, looking like a Buddhist trying to attain enlightenment.
Ling Tian first knelt down in his booth to look left and right, finally picked up a mask, and said to the vendor, “Shopkeeper, how much is this mask?”
After a casual glance, the vendor said, “Five spirit stones.”
Ling Tian frowned slightly, pretending to be dissatisfied, and said, “Isn’t this too expensive? Your mask doesn’t look like anything special!”
The vendor waved his hands impatiently and said, “Buy it if you want to buy it, and put it down if you don’t want to buy it. Everything here is with a fixed price, and bargaining is not accepted!”