"Ah, you're smart. You're right, it's because of these herbs. Ahem, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Bei Qiong, and I sell these rare herbs in Wind Stream Tribe. Let me tell you, Ye Wang is my good friend. Chen Chong is my customer. Wu Sen often comes here to buy herbs. There's also Mo Su. I'm not lying to you, I really know Mo Su! "The old man quickly took out a large amount of herbs and waved them in front of Su Ming.
"Ye Wang often buys these."
"Chen Chong often needs these."
"Wu Sen needs these for his training."
"Mo Su ordered these. I can't sell you too many." The old man's hands moved quickly. Every single time he took out a large amount of herbs, his actions dazzling Su Ming's eyes.
"I'm not interested. If you continue following me, then don't blame me for being rude!" A cold glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He cast a glance at the old man and walked away quickly.
"Hmm? My friend, your back looks familiar … You … You … I remember now. You're … "The old man thought about it. When he saw that Su Ming's face was covered by the beast skin, it was clear that he did not want others to see him. He had seen many people like this before and knew what they were afraid of the most. An exaggerated expression appeared on his face, as if he had just cried out.
Su Ming's footsteps faltered, but he was smart since he was young. With the elder's teachings, there was no way he would be fooled by such a small trick. He laughed coldly in his heart and continued walking forward, ignoring the old man.
When the old man saw that his plan had failed, there was no hint of awkwardness on his face. Instead, a fighting spirit appeared on his face. It was as if he would not give up on any chance easily, especially when he saw Su Ming's bags of various sizes. He was certain that this person had a lot of money, so he would not let him go.
He quickly ran forward and caught up to Su Ming. Once he did, he changed his words and continued taking out herbs from his bosom …
Su Ming was frustrated. He was about to shake off the old man at full speed when he saw the old man taking out a large amount of herbs from his bosom once again. Suddenly, he had a thought.
"Are these herbs really as amazing as you say?" Su Ming stopped and looked at the old man's chest casually as he asked languidly.
When the old man heard Su Ming's words, he immediately became excited. He immediately patted his chest and nodded solemnly.
"Fellow clansman, don't worry. This old man is honest with neither the old nor the young. I will never lie!"
"This is …" Hesitation appeared on Su Ming's face.
The old man became even more excited. He quickly took a few steps forward and said in a low voice, "There are too many people here. It's not suitable for trading. Let's go there. It's more remote and suitable for trading my good stuff." As the old man spoke, he put on a vigilant expression. After looking around, he pointed at a remote path not far away.
Su Ming hesitated for a moment before he nodded.
The old man quickly brought Su Ming to the depths of the secluded path. There was no one around. He suppressed his excitement and said in a low voice, "My friend, which one do you like? It's Ye Wang's, Chen Chong's, or Bi Su's. But my fellow tribesman, I can't sell you too many of Mo Su's herbs. "
"I didn't get a good look at those herbs just now, so I don't know which ones are good. If they're all good, then I can consider buying some of them." There was still uncertainty on Su Ming's face. He cast the old man a glance and spoke hesitantly.
"It doesn't matter. I'll take them out for you to see." The old man immediately became even more excited and a smile appeared on his face. He immediately took out a variety of herbs from his bosom, two or three of each.
"That's all? That's too little. "Su Ming swept his gaze over the herbs and shook his head.
"That's quite a lot. These are all rare herbs. It's impossible for you to have more." The old man was momentarily stunned before he quickly explained.
Su Ming did not speak. He reached his right hand into his bosom and took out a small bag. He opened it before the old man and revealed about ten white stone coins inside.
The old man stared at the stone coins and his eyes lit up. He took a deep breath and his expression turned serious. He looked around once again and took a few steps closer to Su Ming. He spoke in a low voice, "My friend, since you're so sincere, then I'll tell you the truth. I have about a hundred of each herb. It's not that they're not valuable, but I have my own ways to get them. I think you really want to buy them. How about this? I'll take them out for you to see."
As the old man spoke, he took out handfuls of herbs from his bosom and placed them all on the ground. Before long, there were about a thousand of them.
"That's all I have. All my herbs are here. 1,000 stone coins. Take them all!" The old man looked at Su Ming nervously.
If he placed all these herbs together, he would need a very big bag. There was no way he could fit all of them in his bosom. Su Ming's heart pounded against his chest. He stared at the old man's chest and his eyes flashed.
"Why did you put all these herbs in your bosom? What do you have in your bosom?"
When the old man heard Su Ming's words, he immediately became cautious. He quickly took a few steps back and clutched his chest. There was panic on his face.
"Stop pretending. I won't buy these herbs. But if you have a special bag that can store so many herbs, then I'll consider buying one," Su Ming said slowly.
"I'm not selling!" The old man snorted and immediately said.
Su Ming held the bag containing the stone coins and shook it slightly. The sound of the stone coins knocking against each other came from within. The sound was very clear and pleasant to the ears. It made the old man struggle.
"5,000 stone coins! Give me 5,000 stone coins and I'll sell it to you. " As the old man spoke, he took out a bag the size of a palm from his bosom. It looked very strange. There was a circular picture drawn on it. It looked like it was drawn on the surface, but when Su Ming took a closer look, he found that it was different. It was as if the picture was not drawn on the surface but was imprinted with some other method.
Unfortunately, there was a broken part at the corner of the cloth bag.
"This is a treasure. It's rare in Wind Stream Tribe. There are a lot of things in there. If you don't have 5,000 stone coins, then don't even think about selling it to you," the old man said loudly as he held the cloth bag tightly.
"A corner of the bag is broken," Su Ming said calmly.
"Of course. If it was complete, forget 5,000 stone coins. I wouldn't even sell it for 10,000 stone coins," the old man said proudly.
"500 stone coins. If you don't want to sell it, then forget it," Su Ming said to the old man after a moment of silence.
"What? What did you say? 500 stone coins? That's impossible! " The old man's expression changed quickly. His face was filled with anger, as if Su Ming's price was a humiliation to him.
"You said just now that you've been selling herbs in Wind Stream Tribe for many years. You've also seen many prodigies. I don't believe that no one has noticed anything wrong with you. If you still have a bag like this, then it's clear that you're not the only one. 500 stone coins. If you don't want to sell it, then forget it," Su Ming said calmly. Once he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.
The old man stood there with hesitation and struggle on his face. When he saw that Su Ming was really leaving without turning back, as if he was about to walk out of the small alley, the old man stomped on the ground and quickly shouted out.
"800 stone coins … Ah, alright, 500 stone coins. I'll give you 500 stone coins!"
Su Ming stopped moving, turned his head around, and stretched out his right hand. The old man moved forward with great reluctance and handed the bag to Su Ming. Once Su Ming took it, he immediately felt that the bag was as light as a feather. The instant he touched it, a picture appeared in his head. It was a dimension that was thirty feet in size, but only half of it could be used. The other half was showing signs of cracking.
"Hmph, you've made a fortune. Let me tell you, you just need to tap the bag and you'll be able to place the item inside. When you take it out, you just need to touch it with your hand. You just need to think about it, and you can take it out," the old man mumbled as he told Su Ming how to use it.
Su Ming was curious. He brought out an herb from his body and tested it according to the old man's instructions. When he saw that it worked, he could not help but smile.
"It's good, isn't it? I have a lot of good stuff with me. You've made a fortune with 500 stone coins. Don't go around telling others. Give me the stone coins." The old man's face was gloomy as he extended his hand to ask for the money.
Su Ming did not immediately give him the money. Instead, he asked, "Is the bag cracked because it's damaged?"
"I don't know about that. I only have this one anyway. I've been using it for many years and it's always been like this. Hurry up and give me the money." The old man quickly avoided the topic.
Su Ming looked at the old man profoundly and threw the damaged bag back to him. He shook his head.
"What do you mean? You don't want it anymore?" The old man was momentarily stunned.
"It's just a damaged bag. Even if it has some amazing effects, it's not worth 500 stone coins. More importantly, I believe that before long, the cracks in the bag will slowly spread. Eventually, not only will it be unusable, if we're not careful, we won't even be able to take out the items inside. What's the use of it then?"
"It won't. I've been using it for a few years. It won't!" The old man quickly promised.
"That's not necessarily true. If I buy it, I can only give you 200 stone coins. If it's really as you said a few months later, then I'll give you the remaining stone coins," Su Ming said casually.
"That won't do. How am I supposed to find you then?" The old man quickly shook his head.
"If it doesn't work, then forget it." Su Ming did not linger. He turned around and was about to leave.
"Ah, fine. I'll sell it to you. 200 stone coins. Three months later, you have to give me the rest of the money. There aren't many tribes around here and there are only a few people. If you don't give it to me, I'll still be able to find you." As the old man spoke, he looked like he was in pain and handed the bag back to Su Ming.
This time, Su Ming did not think about it. He took out two white stone coins and completed the transaction. Once he took the bag, he left the secluded path.
The old man waited for Su Ming to leave before the pained look on his face disappeared. It was replaced by a smug look. He took out another damaged bag from his bosom and put away the herbs on the ground. Only then did he let out a sigh.
"The lad is very smart. He's even harder to fool than Ye Wang. Ye Wang used 500 stone coins to buy this, but he bought it for just 200 stone coins.
"Hmph, once I sell a few more and they get used to using this, then it'll be time for me to reap my rewards," the old man mumbled. His face was gradually filled with excitement and anticipation.
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