Chapter 5

The man still didn't turn around, his voice was faint and ethereal, "it depends on your price."

Yan Qiqi has heard of it for a long time. There are many people with good hands and eyes in the "star picking building". As long as they can afford money, they can know whether there are moles on the emperor's old son's ass.

She just tried, and she already had a bottom in her heart.

It seems that the rumors are true. Today's trip was not in vain.

Those who can express their needs directly, even those who do business sincerely.

"I want to know, where is the medicine of ink Bergamot? Why did I look all over the medicine shop and they said they hadn't heard of it? " Yan Qiqi was an expert in using poison in her previous life. The so-called medicine and poison are not separated. She is proficient in poison and naturally proficient in medical theory.

She felt her pulse for her present body. Her pulse was obscure, Qi deficiency and weak. She was about to be sixteen years old. She had never come to kuishui!

Yan Tianji, the Duke of Cheng, is a martial artist again. He only cares whether his baby daughter is alive or not. He doesn't know what's going on inside.

Fortunately, Xu Shian had a good life and even thought of quitting his marriage. Otherwise, even if Yan Qiqi married, he didn't know whether he could add to the Xu family.

"Ordinary red gold Bergamot usually blooms for the first time between the spring equinox and Qingming, and the other time is after the beginning of summer, not to mention the ink bergamot, which is ten thousand times more expensive than red gold bergamot. The time interval between three blooms is different, and the medicinal materials that can grow in 30 years are only available in Qinshan Yaowang valley."

Yan Qiqi didn't think so. In modern society, bergamot is just an ordinary medicinal material. How come what he said here is even more precious than gold?

"How can I get to Yaowang Valley?" The medicinal material Yan Qiqi is bound to be obtained.

"Girl, this is your second question." The man who had been holding his back to her finally turned around. He covered his face with white yarn and showed only a pair of eyes.

Those eyes are clear, like black gemstones washed by the clear spring, shining, like an invisible vortex to suck itself in!

Vortex?

Yan Qiqi was shocked. She pinched her palm with her fingernails to recover her consciousness. Her face was as old as before. She took out a silver ticket from her arms and slapped it on the table.

"It's silver. I have plenty. Just answer me."

The man looked at Yan Qiqi and smiled, but he didn't look at the silver ticket on the table, "refreshing."

"But I don't want silver this time. I want you to exchange what you think is valuable."

Yan Qiqi was a little unhappy. Why is this man so arbitrary? Doesn't it say that the star picking building is the most disciplined place outside? As long as there is silver, there is nothing you can't find out. How can it all change when you come to her?

"In that case, I'll leave." Yan Qi lifted his feet and left.

"Wait." The white masked man stopped her again.

Yan Qiqi grinned at him with his back. When he turned around, he recovered his serious appearance.

"What? Young master, are you still busy? " Yan Qiqi is a person who has lived for two generations, not a young lady raised in her boudoir. It is obvious that the man in front of her is sitting on the ground starting the price, or wants to inquire about her reality, so she won't be fooled.

Besides, she already knows the name of Qinshan Yaowang valley. It doesn't hurt if he doesn't tell himself about the place. It's just that he spends more time looking for it. Anyway, she has a lot of time.

The man paused. "It's all right. What I just wanted to say is that if you change your mind, you can come to me at any time."

Yan Qiqi also looked heartless and heartless. He raised his hand and bowed to him: "thank you, childe."

As soon as she got out of the gate, joy and the procuress were waiting at the door.

Yan Qiqi smiled and thought about it. He took out a big ingot from his sleeve and handed it to the procuress. "It's hard for you. Take this money for tea."

There are all worldly sophistication. If you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, you can't tell what things will come in the future. Take care of the procuress first. It's estimated that there will be less trouble in handling affairs in the future.

Sure enough, when the procuress saw Jin Yuanbao, her eyes were shining. She grabbed the Yuanbao and put it in her sleeve. The pleats on her face could lie to her temples.

"Is your business going well?"

Yan Qi nodded, "OK."

The procuress's eyes turned and unconsciously brought three points of warmth in her tone. "If you don't have anything today, you might as well go back to your room for tea. In the evening, we have an annual auction here. There are all kinds of treasures in it. It's good for you to come and take your hands and eyes."

The procuress read countless people. She seldom saw such generous guests. She had money and leisure. Of course, she warmly welcomed such people and worked harder to persuade them.

Yan Qiqi's heart moved even more.

She came here to listen to the news. Now she knows the whereabouts of the ink bergamot. Didn't the procuress say just now that she wants what she wants? Why don't she join in the fun?

"Well, I'll sit more."

……

In the other room of the star picking building, the white gauze masked man changed his cold attitude and whispered something to the people sitting on the couch.

"You mean your magic is useless to her?" The man sitting on the couch looks like a crown of jade. His eyebrows fly into his temples. His eyes seem to have vast stars. His thick black hair is like fine silk. It doesn't seem messy to tie it up with only a jade hairpin. What sets off his eyes is even more fierce and unparalleled

Sitting lazily in purple, with flowers and dark patterns embroidered on his collar, his temperament is valuable. He is very close, but he can't see what he looks like.

His right index finger and middle finger gently took the chess pieces polished from lanolin white jade and slowly put them on the chessboard. The black and white chess pieces were clear, and he was playing chess with himself.

Although his tone was flat, the standing man couldn't help shaking all over and knelt down directly, "young master, forgive me. It's my subordinates who are not good at learning. Please punish me."

The man waved, "do you know where she came from?"