Sword ancestor is above

"Are you... talking about me?"

Lu Xuan pointed at himself with some doubts.

"Is there anyone else here besides you? It's so dirty, get out!"

The shop clerk put his hand in front of his nose and slapped it, then said with disgust.

Lu Xuan looked down at himself, and suddenly understood.

Because he was in a hurry to hurry, he had not had time to change into his blood-stained and muddy clothes. Before that, he was covered by the Yeque robe, but after entering the city, he took off the Yeque robe and could no longer cover it.

"Sorry, I've been on my way and haven't had time to change it. I just go in and sell a few things, and I'll come out when they're sold out."

Lu Xuan explained to the shop assistant.

He didn't pay too much attention to the shop assistant's words. He was used to the dog's eyes looking down on people in his previous life. You can't always be as knowledgeable as a dog, right?

"You little beggar, what can you sell, sell your tattered clothes?"

The store clerk put his arms around his chest and gave Lu Xuan another white look, his eyes were full of disdain, and he just refused to let him in.

"Then can I go in if I change clothes?"

Lu Xuan frowned and asked.

It was only his first day in the city, so he wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible.

"Why are you arrogant, a beggar? You can't enter even after changing clothes. I remember your face!"

The buddy glared at Lu Xuan again, and pointed to his eyes while speaking.

This made Lu Xuan laugh.

It seems to be the shop guy who has been arrogant from the beginning to the end.

"You little boy, even if he is a beggar, what's the matter if he comes into your shop to have a look?"

"That's right, how can you look down on people so much."

Two well-meaning passers-by also began to accuse the guy.

"Go, don't yell if you don't have anything to do, do you know where this is? This is Ruyizhai, not Caishikou. If you don't want to cause trouble, get away!"

The guy was not afraid at all, and his words were full of threats, and he gave the passers-by who were watching.

The passers-by seemed not to want to stir up trouble, they shook their heads, said nothing, and left straight away, while the two vendors who were setting up stalls at the intersection retracted their heads resentfully, not bothering about this nosy business anymore.

Lu Xuan, who was already able to deal with such things indifferently, saw inexplicable anger rising in his heart when he saw the kind-hearted passers-by in the past being reprimanded by this arrogant shop assistant.

"So you won't let me in no matter what?"

Lu Xuan sneered and looked at the shop assistant.

Originally revisiting the old place, he was in a good mood, but he didn't expect that all the shop assistants were ruined.

"What are you still doing? Get out, get out, get out, get out!"

The shop assistant waved away people directly.

"Remember your words."

Lu Xuan smiled instead of anger.

With his current level of cultivation, even if he slapped the shop boy to death, it would be fine, but that would be the worst way. There is an old saying that a snake can be hit seven inches, and a murder can be punished.

He has a better way to deal with such a domineering guy.

So he didn't say anything more, and went straight to an open space next to Ruyizhai, where several small vendors were sitting there with a piece of sackcloth spread out.

"Little brother, sell whatever you want, we don't ask for help!"

"Did you bring a mat? Brother, there is still a straw mat here, so you can use it."

Seeing that Lu Xuan also wanted to set up a stall, several enthusiastic vendors waved at Lu Xuan, obviously they were also very dissatisfied with the arrogant and domineering behavior of the shop assistant.

"Okay, I'll put it on."

"Thank you uncle, I brought the mat."

Lu Xuanchong cupped his hands and thanked them.

In fact, he didn't need to set up a stall to sell these things in his hand. After all, they are all good things. The Ruyizhai family is not the only one who collects the flesh and blood of monsters in Lieyang City, but after seeing the attitude of the Ruyizhai staff, he changed his mind. .

He not only wants to sell, but also sells good things.

"Young man, come to the old man. My place is good, and there are many people coming and going."

An old man who set up a stall selling medicinal materials patted an open space next to him with a smile.

"Thank you, old man, that kid will be bothering you."

Lu Xuan walked over with a smile.

That's the place he was looking at.

"Why are you polite? My grandson is about the same age as you. That kid only knows how to have fun every day. Unlike you, little brother, you know how to make money at a young age."

The old man looked at Lu Xuan appreciatively.

"Don't say that, old man. Everyone has his own life, and each has his own difficulties."

Lu Xuan smiled faintly, then took out a piece of deerskin from the package and spread it on the ground.

This is an ordinary deerskin. Lu Xuan went to the mountain to hunt casually, and the contents of his package were all placed in advance to conceal people's eyes. Attention.

"The young man is right. Although my grandson likes to have fun, his schoolwork and cultivation progress have not fallen behind. Looking at his thin body, he always holds hundreds of kilograms of graphite in the school field to practice." , I feel a little distressed for the old man, and I can no longer say the words of scolding."

There is a bit of pride and love in the old man's words.

"Old man Lu, your grandson is already a first-rank Doutu. If you try it at the age of Qianfu this year, you can wait and enjoy the blessing."

"Yeah, don't forget to invite my brother to have a few glasses of water and wine."

A few merchants on the side booed.

To be honest, Lu Xuan still liked this kind of atmosphere. In his previous life, he often set up stalls, but what he sold were things that Ruyi Zhai didn't accept, and things that couldn't be sold at a high price.

While the old man was talking and laughing with several street vendors, Lu Xuan had already spread out the deerskin and was about to put things on it.

"Young man, that's a good piece of deerskin. It's worth at least 30 taels of silver. If you use it as a cushion, isn't that a waste of money?"

A street vendor sitting on the right side of Lu Xuan said with a look of surprise.

"Boy, I have a mat here, use mine."

Seeing this, the old man directly took out his straw mat.

"Let's use mine, you young man, why are you so thin-skinned, I just asked you if you have any."

The ore seller was slightly dissatisfied, and directly threw his remaining straw mat to Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan took the straw mat, amused and touched at the same time.

"Thank you, uncles."

The kindness was hard to refuse, so he had no choice but to put away his deerskin and spread the straw mat on the ground.

"Young man, put your things on the table. I'll help you hold your eyes. Don't be tricked into selling them at a low price."

The old man selling herbs is still very enthusiastic.

"Good old man."

Lu Xuan nodded.

He didn't underestimate the opinions of the people around him because of his cultivation or status, after all, they were all enthusiastic.

After seeing this scene, the store clerk who was in charge of picking up customers at the gate of Ruyi Zhai showed a contemptuous smile again, and said coldly:

"A group of stinking stalls are no different from that little beggar. When I turn back, I will whisper a few words to the master, telling you that you can't even set up a stall!"

He is a distant relative of the shopkeeper of Ruyizhai. Although he has only come to Lieyang City not long ago, he already regards himself as an upper class person in Lieyang City.

At the same time, Lu Xuan took out three folded red wolf skins from the packages prepared in advance under the watchful eyes of a crowd of vendors.

Even though it was only a ninth-grade scarlet wolf demon animal skin, even though it had not been specially treated, its fur was much softer than ordinary animal skins.

Especially in terms of color, the red wolf's fur looks like a ball of fire from a distance, with a gentle stroke, the soft but resilient hair even sways in the wind like wheat waves.

"This... is this the fur of the monster red wolf?"

The knowledgeable peddler finally couldn't help but exclaim after looking carefully at the goods.