Sweeping Through Martial Arts: My Clone's Extraordinary Talent

In any case, this is a way to purchase the Heavenly Grass.

Shen Han glanced at the brother and sister.

He seems to be an honest person.

Beside them was a black bundle, which should also contain the Heavenly Grass, but it was unclear where they got this rare herb.

"It's time to sell my stuff..."

Shen Han sat down and arranged the seven-colored hairpins on the wooden stake.

The hairpins were dazzling.

In an instant, it attracted a lot of people to come and watch.

Of course, compared to the beauty of the hairpin, his ugliness also attracted a lot of attention.

How much?

Someone asked the price.

This question left Shen Han momentarily stunned: what price should he set?

If the price is too high, it won't sell.

If the price is set too low, we'll lose money.

Finally, Shen Han thought about it secretly and tried to set a price of ten taels of silver.

His standard is very simple: don't worry about the price, selling it is the only thing that matters, especially the first one!

"Okay, I'll take it."

A man took out ten taels of silver.

Shen Han took the silver and handed the seven-colored hairpin to the man.

The man happily accepted it, and couldn't put it down.

Strike while the iron is hot... Shen Han immediately took out a crimson whip, coiled it up, and started selling it.

"This is?"

The onlookers asked questions one after another.

Shen Han laughed: "Gentlemen, I obtained this whip by chance. It's so light it feels like nothing, yet it's impervious to swords and blades. It's absolutely the best choice for a skilled whip user!"

"Really?"

"It's just a whip, why say it's invulnerable to swords and blades?"

"You're so ugly... are you kidding me?"

Nobody believed it.

Shen Han remained calm and composed: "True gold fears no fire. Everyone can try it with a knife. If you manage to cut this whip in half, it's on me."

Seeing his confident demeanor, everyone quieted down.

"Then I shall draw my sword."

At that moment, a fat man pushed through the crowd and approached, holding a gleaming machete in his hand.

Shen Han waved his hand dismissively: "It's fine, cut as you please."

"good!"

The fat man didn't hesitate at all and raised his machete.

clang!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the machete and the crimson whip clashed.

The wooden stake below was hacked with a deep mark, but the whip was completely unharmed.

"Whoa whoa!"

"There's definitely a trick to it!"

Everyone who saw this was amazed.

Even the brother and sister selling Tongtian grass next door were attracted by the scene.

"How much is this whip?"

The fat man put away his machete, touched the long whip, and found that it was indeed undamaged.

Shen Han held up four fingers: "Forty taels of silver, no bargaining."

This price was the result of his consideration.

He had a heavy iron scimitar forged by a blacksmith himself, which cost sixty taels of silver. In other words, a suitable weapon would cost around fifty taels.

Long whips are special because relatively few people use them, and if the price is too high, there will often be no market for them.

Therefore, forty taels is a reasonable price.

As expected, upon hearing the price, most people turned away; none of them were whip users and there was no need for them to spend money to buy it.

"This whip is interesting."

A moment later, a finely dressed young man came to the wooden stake, picked up a long whip, and examined it closely.

Shen Han remained calm and waited for him to continue.

"I bought it."

The elegantly dressed young man readily agreed; without saying much, he took out a silver note and bought the crimson whip.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Shen Han successfully sold the two items he obtained from Guan Shu's corpse.

It went very smoothly... He was secretly pleased; the Ghost Market truly lived up to its name.

If I hadn't come here, it would have been extremely difficult to find a suitable buyer in Sanhe County.

"After the small-scale operations, it's time for the big ones..."

The next moment, he laid a red cloth on the wooden stake and then placed a small porcelain bottle on the red cloth.

Next, a wooden board was erected.

The wooden board had three characters written on it: Guiyun Dan.

Yes, he plans to sell Guiyun Dan.

This Guiyun Pill has the power to bring the dead back to life, and it is a forbidden medicine of the imperial court. After killing Cao Lin in Shiniu Town last time, he found two bottles of Guiyun Pills on the corpse, with a total of nine pills.

The night he saved Lin Tanzi, he used one of his pills.

At this time, he still had eight Guiyun Pills left.

Tonight, he only plans to sell one, and he's priced it at two hundred taels of silver. That price is enough to buy the ingredients for twenty doses of the Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Strengthening Water!

However, it is different from the seven-colored hairpin and the red whip.

When Guiyun Dan was displayed, not many people were interested.

Shen Han was not in a hurry.

After all, very few people have ever heard of this elixir.

He remained calm and patiently waited for someone who could appreciate his talent.

Half an hour later, a thin, bald man came to the wooden stake and squatted down.

"Is this the real deal?"

The bald man looked up and said, "You should know that Guiyun Pill is almost impossible to circulate among the common people."

This person knows his stuff… Shen Han said calmly, “Sir, you’re joking. In business, integrity is key. Since I dare to put it up for sale, this Guiyun Pill is naturally genuine.”

The bald man said in a deep voice, "May I take a look?"

"Please go ahead."

Shen Han gestured for him to look around freely.

When selling goods, it is only natural to allow customers to inspect them.

The bald man immediately opened the small porcelain bottle.

Instantly, a subtle and refreshing fragrance wafted over.

He poured out the Guiyun Pill; the dark green pill was smooth and translucent, clearly a pill of excellent quality.

The bald man's expression shifted: "Just one?"

"Yes, one."

Shen Han put the small porcelain bottle away.

The bald man asked, "Just one. How much does this Guiyun Pill cost?"

"Two hundred taels."

"What? It's so expensive?"

"Sir, you must be well aware of the origin and value of Guiyun Pill. Two hundred taels is already a very cheap price."

"But I didn't bring that much money..."

"Then I'm sorry."

Shen Han had no intention of lowering the price, and upon hearing this, he stopped talking to him.

The bald man left dejectedly.

After that, several other people came to inquire about the price, but none of them made a purchase.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

It was midnight.

The ghost market will be closing tonight.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, Shen Han noticed that many people had bought what they wanted, while most others left empty-handed. The brother and sister had sold three catties of Heavenly Grass, and the two of them picked up their bundles and disappeared into the night.

"Let's go back..."

Shen Han also stood up.

"In the end, Guiyun Dan was never sold."

There's nothing we can do about it; buying and selling is free. We can only try again in ten days.

At least we made fifty taels of silver, which is a good start.

Tomorrow is a day off. I'll go to Wuzhuang Temple in Shiyang Town to buy five portions of medicinal herbs. We must ensure the Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Strengthening Water treatment continues uninterrupted!

Shen Han muttered to himself as he carried the small lantern toward the county town.

He stopped short of a walk.

Slowly turning around, I saw a dark forest path behind me, the calls of insects and frogs particularly eerie.

"Come out!"

Shen Han said coldly, "Aren't you tired of following me for so long?"

Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha Cha!

The sound of footsteps crunching on leaves came from afar.

Then, a thin man emerged from the darkness. In the lantern light, the man's face was incredibly gloomy and ferocious. It was the same bald man from before!