As a resident of Moser City, Tang Qi's original body has been to Zhongcheng Park. The planning there is very reasonable. The forest and the convenience of modern civilization can be combined with the more primitive style and can also eat perverted and spicy hot dogs.

However, this Blue Bear Park obviously has only its original appearance, and there is almost no reasonable plan. It probably just enclosed a forest, earth slope, and small lake, and put it into use as a park.

Tang Qi thought it would take a lot of time to find that evening market.

Apparently, he overestimated the park's size.

After just passing through a dense forest and crossing a steep slope, Tang Qi saw the destination.

In front of me is a picture that makes people feel very happy, of course, if it is an ordinary person, it will also feel weird.

The central area of ​​the park is probably a considerable lawn.

At this time, it was brightly lit here.

Tang Qi saw tents with different characteristics, some of which were obviously used as stalls, some were grilled food, or tents for some people to gather. The most exaggerated one was undoubtedly the largest tent.

Judging from the sign hanging outside, it might be a circus.

Between the gaps between various tents, there are private stalls, and they are carrying out their own small business with the help of the lights around the lawn. It should have been late at night, but this place is crowded. Although it is not crowded, it is definitely a bustling one.

Tang Qi was not close to him, and he could vaguely hear the vocals of people and some music, which were not very formal but very spiritual.

"Well, it seems Mr. Kassel didn't deceive me, there is indeed an interesting night market in Blue Bear Park."

"Since Kassel can find the activated Essos ghost grass and the materials for the spider monster secret medicine inside, I guess the materials I need should be able to find them too. Although the amount may be larger, but... I have money."

While speaking, Tang Qi reached into his arms, took out a small cloth bag, swayed for a while, and immediately heard the sound of jingling inside.

A bag of Condor gold coins!

Although the bag is not big, with Tang Qi's understanding of the purchasing power of Condor gold coins, as long as there is something he needs in the market in front of him, he will definitely make the seller come back with satisfaction. After muttering, Tang Qi put the bag back into the pocket, then went down the steep slope along the inconspicuous path and successfully stepped into the not-wide main road.

Perhaps it wasn't long since the market started, people who were different from Tang Qi or similar to those who came from all over the place.

The sellers or performers have already entered the venue in advance, and most of the people who are rushing over here should be buyers and boring audiences.

Tang Qi saw hippies carrying homemade musical instruments, and saw well-dressed fur merchants, some old gentlemen, probably antique collectors, and most of them were young people, who advocated themselves and had a mysterious atmosphere.

Of course, there is no big problem for freaks to say they are nerds.

Even if a normal teenager is going to have fun late at night, he should be in a bar, not in this weird park.

Soon Tang Qi stepped into the market, and no one stopped him. As soon as he stepped on the lawn, he was surrounded by a wide range of tents and stalls, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Tang Qi plays a neatly dressed young gentleman with obvious curiosity and excitement on his face. If he is an experienced vendor, he can see that he is a "little fat sheep". As long as he uses a little means, he can slaughter it well.

However, no one seemed to take the initiative to invite guests here, and there was no sound of shouting.

Most of the air are the wandering singing and the hippies who are somewhat distracted and broken.

Tang Qi's mouth curled up a curve, and the amplitude under his feet became lighter and more natural, and soon it completely integrated into the crowd. Even if he looked at it seriously, he could not find Tang Qi's figure among the group of people.

As a buyer, Donqi didn't immediately look for what he needed.

But as the crowd moved around, the first time I stopped was before a tent, a semi-open pattern, inside was a band singing, their instruments looked rough and primitive, obviously homemade, and even the songs were original, immature, but had a rough charm.

Tang Qi admired it for a moment and finally rewarded a silver coin.

The next tent was unexpectedly a "spiritual practice room". The host was a thin old man with white hair and beard, with a small white braid and a tanned animal skin clothes. The sign on the tent introduced that any audience member could join, and it was free.

The so-called spiritual practice is similar to Tang Qi's meditation method, which pursues the purification, improvement and transcendence of the self-spirit to achieve a peaceful state of peace and peace.

The difference is that spiritual practice cannot produce any extraordinary power.

So Tang Qi took a look and went to the next tent. This time it was finally a serious stall. The owner was a mountain man named Thorne, with a very cute little luoli, who was selling all kinds of animal skins and herbs, as well as some beautiful stones. The latter should have been added by the little luoli himself.

Tang Qi looked around and the crowd began to scatter. It was not that he wanted to leave, but that the market had begun for half an hour. Most people went to find tents or stalls they were interested in, and they were still wandering around, not many.

This time, Tang Qi did not leave quickly, but decided to start his shopping trip tonight from this stall.

Because, he saw something on his shopping list.

"Hello, I'm Thorne, do you need anything?"

Perhaps Tang Qi had stopped for a long time, and the stall owner, Thoren, came over after greeting the previous guest, and asked politely.

"I want to know, how many more do you have this herb?"

When Tang Qi heard this, he did not hide it and pointed directly at a few strange plants in the pile of herbs placed on the animal skin in front of him.

It was a kind of black grass with its roots already dry, and the leaves as big as a thumb have some white outlines, which matched the overall color, forming an illusion that seemed to be the eyes.

"This is the black goat eye. This herb can treat eye diseases. It is said that for thousands of years, the indigenous people of the Berber people have used its grated powder to make smoke and used smoke treatments to treat injured or infected eyes."

"I brought a total of more than a dozen plants this time. If the customers need it, I can come back next week. I can bring more."

"Do I need to wrap these for you now?"

I have to say that the mountain man who looks dull is a powerful salesman.

Tang Qi just asked casually, but in the end he had to pay.

However, his introduction to that herb is only half right, which belongs to the category of ordinary people. However, in the extraordinary field, although the herb is also called Black Goat Eye, it is also the material in many secret medicine formulas.

For example, one of the basic secret medicines that Tang Qi plans to prepare, the secret medicine for spiritual communication.

Black goat eyes are considered a relatively important ingredient in the formula.

So after being surprised, Tang Qi immediately smiled and said, "Okay!"
Chapter completed!