Ye Qing went to the medicine market to buy some medicinal materials that needed to be used, and after buying all the medicinal materials, there was only a suitable Ding furnace left, the so-called Ding Furnace must be a magic weapon, otherwise it would not be able to withstand the huge demonic power, and if it was not good, it would have to waste an inner pill.

But magic artifacts can't be found anywhere, so Ye Qing can only go to the antique market again to look for them.

Many antiques are magic weapons, and if you are lucky, you may be able to come across one.

Thinking of this, he regretted that he hadn't learned refining from the old man.

Soon, Ye Qing came to the first antique market in Shendu.

There are square lofts everywhere, full of classical elegance, and there are many street vendors in the street market who are constantly shouting at the top of their voices, and there are many gold diggers coming and going on the streets.

Ye Qingqi is one of them.

I walked through one stall after another, but I didn't find a single Ding furnace.

Thinking about it, he was going to find an antique store and take a look.

Until the end of the market, something similar finally attracted Ye Qing.

It looks like a furnace.

It is seventy or eighty centimeters high, and only about fifty centimeters wide in width.

Ye Qing squatted down and took a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Good guys!"

This is a purple gold tripod furnace, which can be regarded as a high-grade product in the tripod furnace, but it is plated with a layer of cyan patina on the outside, like a bronze product.

"Ouch, this thing is here, it can be regarded as a boss with knowledge!"

The stall owner was a mustache, and he walked over with a smile on his face, like a profiteer.

"This fellow Daoist, you can really know the goods, this is the alchemy furnace that Pure Yang Dao Ancestor Lu Dongbin has practiced Dan. ”

The boss is really not afraid of the wind when he speaks, flashing his tongue.

"Lu Dongbin?"

"Yes, this is what I asked the Ten Directions Chivalry to fight with the Pure Yang Palace Elder Yuxu for three days and three nights before I finally got it out of the Pure Yang Palace, Pure Yang Ding, if the boss can see it, then you might as well make a price." ”

The boss said with a smile, a sly glint in the mouse's eyes.

"Is it genuine? I think this is just an ordinary Fang Ding, you say this is something from the Pure Yang Palace? Why don't you have any Taoist rune lines?" ”

Ye Qing deliberately asked with a suspicious expression.

"Ahem, of course, this boss, think about it, this is a thing from the Tang Dynasty, it has been so many years ago, and it is normal to wear it out!"

The boss said with an embarrassed smile.

"I'm also a person who has played with antiques, you can fool my eyes, is this Ding furnace really not counted in your own heart?"

Ye Qing's eyes were like torches, looking at the boss and wanting to stop talking, he thought to himself, could it be that he didn't blow it himself?

"Boss, then you can make a price, and if it is suitable, I will sell it to you!"

The stall owner said with an embarrassed smile.

"It's a thousand dollars, it's not much!"

Ye Qing made an offer.

"Boss, the capital I got from this thing is also 15,000, don't you let me do a loss-making transaction?"

The boss said with a look of embarrassment.

"That's two thousand, it can't be more, if it weren't for the lack of a big incense burner in my house, I wouldn't be able to look down on it!"

Ye Qing said.

"Boss, the little one has been sitting here for a whole day, it's very hard, and I'm very hungry, can you add two hundred more, so that I can go back and add two chicken legs to myself?"

The boss said with a pitiful face.

"Two hundred?"

"Yes, add two hundred!"

"Okay then, just add two hundred yuan, and I want two thousand two!"

Ye Qing took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay.

"It's here!"

"Yo, thank you, boss, do you want me to ask a guy to help you carry the car. ”

The boss was happy in his heart, and the things he bought for 200 yuan made 2,000 yuan when he sold them.

"No need, I'll do it myself!"

Ye Qing's heart was beautiful, and he bought such a priceless treasure as Zijin Ding for two thousand yuan, not to mention how happy he was.

He was about to leave with Ding'er, but it was a coincidence that he couldn't write a book, and at this time, someone quietly came to rob him.

"Boss, how much money does he pay, I can pay you a hundred times the price, as long as you sell that tripod to me!"

A man's voice.

Ye Qing glanced back, it was a little white face in his twenties, dressed in a white robe, and a sword in his hand, and there was gossip on the sword, like a cultivator.

There was also a beautiful Taoist aunt beside him, also about twenty years old, in the same outfit as him.

Both of their eyes fell on the tripod in Ye Qing's hand.

There's even a scorching glow.

It seems that they also know the goods and already know the value of this tripod.

"A hundredfold?"

When the stall owner heard this, he couldn't help but have a greedy look in his eyes.

A hundred times, that's 200,000, and he can earn more than 20,000.

"Boss, I'm not selling that ding, I'm not selling!"

After a flash of embarrassment flashed on his face, he directly changed his face, and directly regretted it with Ye Qing.

"The money has been given, and you have agreed to it before, how can you not sell it?"

How could Ye Qing let go of the purple gold tripod in his hand?

"I'll give you the money back, I won't sell it!"

The boss said with a tough attitude, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

"It's too late to regret selling something?"

Ye Qing's attitude is also very strong.

"You still haven't paid it back?"

The boss's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold tone.

"No, what can you do with me?"

Ye Qing didn't take him seriously at all.

"Little bastard, don't leave here if you have a special kind, Lao Tzu will teach you to be a man!"

The stall owner was annoyed, he didn't want to miss 200,000 at once, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

"Burn the pen!"

Ye Qing spit out two words, and then left regardless of it.

"Stop!"

The stall owner rushed to Ye Qing's face with a red face.

"Today, you either give me back the ding, or give me 200,000, otherwise you don't want to stand and leave today. ”

The stall owner said viciously with a hideous face.

"Sand sculpture!" Ye Qing didn't bother to pay attention to him, and directly kicked him out, and didn't get up for half a day.

"Ouch...... Grass, little mongrel, you give me a special wait. ”

The stall owner's face was full of pain, and he watched Ye Qing leave with a wail.

The man and the woman followed, and they didn't want to let go of the ding.

"Please stay!"

The man stopped Ye Qing.

"Brother Tai, how much is your Ding, I am willing to pay a thousand times to buy it!"

He offered an attractive price.

"Damn, a thousand times, two million?"

The stall owner was dumbfounded, and his intestines were all remorseful.

Looks like it's an antique.

How could he have no eyes and sell a real antique for 2,000 yuan?

"No, I'm going to grab it back!"

The stall owner's eyes were dripping, and he made up his mind to pay attention.