"It's better not to spend more than ten cents, otherwise ordinary people will not buy it."

As a grocery shop owner for the general public, I can understand what Zhao Xuan means very much.

This match is a livelihood product and a consumable product. It is a path of small profits but quick turnover.

Although it is cheap, the general public is willing to buy convenient and practical ignition products such as matches. If there are too many sales, the benefits will be huge.

The shopkeeper looked at Zhao Xuan with a hot look: "How many matches does the young hero have? I bought them all."

Zhao Xuan: "That's all."

"What?" There is only a little bit? They are not enough for themselves, so why do they still use it to do business?

Zhao Xuan smiled: "I can sell the recipe to you. It's the price..."

The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "The price is easy, please be sure to sell this recipe to us."

The method to make matches is to lay golden eggs, and you have to get them anyway.

Zhao Xuanbi gave a finger: "One thousand taels of silver."

"This..." the shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, "I am just a shopkeeper and can't take out so much money at once. I need to ask the master for instructions."

Zhao Xuan: "I will only wait until the afternoon, and Shin Shin I will leave the city."

Shopkeeper: "I will contact the master's house immediately."

OK, then I will go to the city and wait until now, and I will come to your store again. I hope you will give me a satisfactory answer at that time." Zhao Xuan said.

"Don't worry, young man!"

Zhao Xuan left the grocery store and swayed around the city.

Zhao Xuan had two taels of silver left on his body for the ten taels that day, which was enough for him to spend.

Zhao Xuan ate a bowl of wontons at a snack stall on the street, bought a few more buns, and took them home to make dinner.

As soon as I paid the money, a sound suddenly came from afar.

Zhao Xuan saw the bun stall owner pushing the stove of steamed buns to the wall very quickly.

It turns out that wheels are installed under the stove, which can be pushed.

The steamer placed on the table was also carried to the wall by the bun stall owner.

Looking at both sides, the stall owners of other stalls also quickly put away the stalls, and they all stood against the wall.

That speed is simply.

Seeing that Zhao Xuan was still standing on the street in a daze, the stall owner quickly greeted Zhao Xuan.

"Little brother, don't stand in the middle of the street stupidly. Hurry up and stand by the wall, so as not to be affected by the fights of the heroes of the martial arts world."

Zhao Xuan said "Oh" and ran to the kind-hearted person to stand still.

When I looked up the street, I saw that all the stalls were gone, and everyone left an empty street for the people of the martial arts and lakes who were fighting over here.

Zhao Xuan: "Everyone is very experienced."

Kindhearted person: "There is no way. I come every few days. Everyone is used to it. It's still a trivial matter to be smashed into a stall. If you are affected by the fights of people in the world, it will be a life-threatening person. Even if you are lucky and don't die, it will be a miserable situation. Some people in the world are fine and will compensate. If you meet some bad people in the world, you can only admit that you are unlucky."

Zhao Xuan frowned when he heard this: "The people in the martial arts world are too arrogant."

What about the imperial court in this world? Can we really tolerate the arrogant people in the martial arts world?

The hero violated the ban with martial arts.

The existence of the world is not a good thing, at least it is not a good thing for the court and ordinary people.

If there were laws in the world, the tragedy of Green Willow Villa would not have happened.

While the two of them were talking, the person who was fighting had already arrived in front of them.

The fight was about two young men. Looking at their backs, they were of the second-rate level in the world.

They are of second-rate level at a young age, which shows that these two people are not only of extraordinary qualifications, but also have great power behind them.

Such people cannot be messed with.

Chasing two women behind them, Zhao Xuan saw that it was the two women who gave him ten taels of silver as a thank-you gift.

The lady was the lady shouting: "Senior Brother, stop and stop hitting again."

Her shouting was obviously biased. She only asked her senior brother to stop, but did not let another man stop. When she heard the senior brother's ears, she became even more angry and her moves became even more fierce.

The eldest brother's opponent was not the eldest brother's opponent. At the disadvantage, the eldest brother increased the attack force, and this person was even less of the eldest brother's opponent.

Seeing that this man was about to be injured by the eldest brother's hands, the woman exclaimed and rushed into the two of them, blocking the eldest brother's attack for the person.

"Xiaoran!"

The senior brother and the young man screamed together and stopped the moves.

The young man saved Xin Xiaoran.

Xin Xiaoran pushed the young man with both hands: "Shi Jing, go quickly, my father is coming, you can't let him see you."

"I can't leave you." Qiu Shijing hugged Xin Xiaoran and refused to let go.

Xin Xiaoran continued to push him: "Don't worry, I'm just a minor injury, it's okay to raise it. You can leave quickly."

Qiu Shijing wanted to say something else. In his sight, he saw a middle-aged man galloping towards him. He could only let go of his hand and hand Xin Xiaoran to the old maid Chunyan who ran past him. He left quickly with ease.

The eldest brother wanted to chase him, but was stopped by Xin Xiaoran: "Senior brother, don't let me hate you."

Senior brother Cai Xinke stopped and looked at Xin Xiaoran with great complexity: "Junior sister, do you actually hate me for him? Do you just ignore our feelings for more than ten years?"

Xin Xiaoran: "Senior Brother, I just treat you as my senior brother. I have no other feelings. Please don't say it so vaguely."

Cai Xinke's expression became even more ugly.

At this moment, the middle-aged man had already arrived with them.

Seeing Xin Xiaoran being injured, the middle-aged man pointed the acupoint on Xin Xiaoran’s wound and asked, “Xiaoran, who injured you?”

Xin Xiaoran glanced at Cai Xinke and said, "Dad, my daughter was injured by herself."

The middle-aged man snorted: "Do you think your father is a fool or a blind man? Xinke, who said that hurt Xiaoran?"

Cai Xinke hurriedly knelt down and apologized: "Master, there are many disciples, and he hurt his junior sister."

The middle-aged man frowned, and did not know that it was his eldest disciple who hurt his daughter. Instead, he said rationally: "You have always loved your junior sister, and it is impossible for you to hurt her. Tell me, what happened in the middle?"

Cai Xinke looked around and said, "Master, this is not a place to speak."

The middle-aged man's eyes swept across the people beside the wall, causing everyone to feel cold, and they shrank their necks and tried their best to pretend to be quails.

The man withdrew his gaze, picked up the injured woman, and said to the eldest disciple and maid: "Go back to the inn!"

The four people left, and the vendors breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!