Chapter 2 Market
Chapter 2 Market
It was another peaceful day.
Xiao Ming had just finished tending to the plants in the all-purpose garden when he heard a knock at the door.
Xiao Ming walked over and opened the door a crack, and saw a tall, burly man standing in front of it.
"It's Uncle Ye." Xiao Ming was taken aback.
The original owner of this body, Xiao Ming, was rather introverted and had almost no friends in the market, but Uncle Ye was an exception. He was an old friend of Xiao Ming's parents.
However, with the passing of an elder in the family, we've seen each other less in the past two years.
Looking at Uncle Ye, Xiao Ming felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. Could this Uncle Ye be here to collect rent?
It should be noted that this Uncle Ye is also a member of the market enforcement team.
If I calculate the time, it seems to be in the next day or two.
"What, aren't you going to invite me in for a seat?" Uncle Ye crossed his arms and looked down at Xiao Ming.
"No, it's just that the house is a bit messy and I haven't had time to tidy it up..."
Xiao Ming put on a smile, quickly opened the door, and welcomed the middle-aged man inside.
There was no tea at home, so Xiao Ming could only pour him a bowl of water and hand it over somewhat awkwardly.
However, Ye Ming didn't care at all. Instead, he took out an oil paper package from behind him. As the package was opened, a fragrant aroma wafted out.
This is a roast chicken.
"I bought this for you. You loved eating this when you were little," Ye Ming said with a smile.
"Uncle Ye, I can't accept this."
However, Ye Ming waved his hand and sighed, saying, "Back then, your father and I were good brothers. I have indeed neglected you too much these past two years, causing you to suffer such a great injustice."
Ye Ming patted Xiao Ming on the shoulder, a hint of pity in his eyes.
"Uncle Ye, you know everything."
"Regardless of what others think, I believe you have been wronged."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming felt a lump in his throat and was momentarily speechless.
"I can't control what happens in the market, but as long as I'm still here, no one can drive you out of the market."
"Thank you, Uncle Ye."
Hearing these words, Xiao Ming was deeply moved.
After chatting for a while, Ye Ming stood up and walked to the door.
"I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."
"Take good care of yourself during this time, try to stay home as much as possible, and don't worry about what other people think."
After Ye Ming finished speaking, he turned and left.
Xiao Ming was left with only doubts: why did he have to emphasize other people's opinions twice?
Of course, even if Ye Ming hadn't said anything, Xiao Ming had no plans to go out for the time being.
Xiao Ming now has only one hobby: farming.
Looking at the roast chicken left by Uncle Ye, Xiao Ming swallowed hard and began to eat it in large bites.
A while later, only one whole chicken leg remained of the roast chicken. Xiao Ming, with a slight bow, put it into his inner space.
Two days later, the omnipotent space within the body.
Looking at the plant in front of him, Xiao Ming could no longer suppress his smile.
[Name]: Fire-Avoiding Talisman
[Growth Status]: Fruiting stage (8%)
[Current Status]: Water shortage! Lack of spiritual energy!
After the addition of spirit stone powder, the plant finally underwent a complete transformation and reached the fruit-bearing stage.
At this moment, seven or eight pale yellow talismans were hanging on its branches and leaves.
[Fire-Avoiding Talisman]: (Cultivation Level 100%)
[Fire-Avoiding Talisman]: (Cultivation Level 100%)
[Fire-Avoiding Talisman]: (Cultivation Level 97%)
Xiao Ming removed one of the talismans and felt the surging spiritual power within it. It was undoubtedly an excellent fire-avoidance talisman.
With this fire-avoidance talisman, Xiao Ming was finally able to go out and earn money.
Although he possessed the power of the land and had grand plans in mind, he envisioned planting superior elixirs, high-level talismans, and powerful magical artifacts, believing that this would lead him to soar to great heights.
But the problem now is that he can't even afford to buy seeds, let alone the spiritual energy needed for nourishment.
He still needs to earn his first pot of gold himself.
In any case, he can't count on that spirit stone seedling for now. Although it has sprouted, it is growing very slowly. The information after the exchange has always been that it lacks spiritual energy and nutrients, which Xiao Ming can't provide at the moment. He can only let it grow slowly on its own for now.
Moreover, Xiao Ming also vaguely felt that using spirit stones and spirit sand as fertilizer to grow spirit stones was probably not the best planting method.
After harvesting all the ripe crops, Xiao Ming, whose consciousness had returned to his body, made some simple preparations and then left home.
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Wuyi Ward is a small market town in the desolate southern border region. The surrounding area is teeming with poisonous miasma and teeming with monsters, making it almost impossible for ordinary people to survive.
The cultivators who come here are all forced by life to work hunting demons and mining.
Xiao Ming's cultivation level was only at the second level of Qi Refining, so hunting demons was naturally out of the question, and he could only work as a miner.
The market street south of Wuyifang is a gathering place for a large number of independent cultivators. Whether they are hunting demons or mining, independent cultivators will gather here, as traveling in groups is much safer than traveling alone.
However, as soon as Xiao Ming appeared, the surrounding rogue cultivators all looked at him and smiled, and some couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
"This must be that audacious lecher."
"I think he's an unlucky kid who messed with the law enforcement team. He's going to have a tough time from now on."
"Tsk tsk, let me tell you about Little Red Riding Hood..."
Xiao Ming was somewhat confused by the stares of the crowd, and when he heard the words "Little Red Barbarian," he became even more puzzled.
The Little Red Bulletin Board is a red bulletin board set up in the market area. Anyone can post notices on it for a fee. Occasionally, new regulations for the market management will also be posted on it. Because the top is painted red, everyone usually calls it the Little Red Bulletin Board.
However, when Xiao Ming walked over, he found a large poster in the very center of the page, which detailed the affair between Xiao Ming and Yang Zhiyuan.
However, he was deliberately portrayed as a despicable and shameless male cultivator who, taking advantage of the market's rule against deadly combat, repeatedly harassed Yang Zhiyuan without success, and eventually even resorted to drugging her.
This big-character poster not only shamelessly slandered and vilified Xiao Ming, but even drew his image, as if it were afraid that others would not recognize him.
It's no wonder that he was recognized as soon as he appeared. Most people just laughed at him, while some female cultivators made no attempt to hide their disdain.
Xiao Ming looked at the last name signed—Liu Di.
This was the female cultivator from the enforcement team who helped Yang Zhiyuan frame him.
At this moment, Xiao Ming clenched his fists so tightly that he didn't even notice his nails digging into his flesh, and blood trickled down his fingertips.
He simply couldn't understand it. It wasn't surprising that Yang Zhiyuan would frame him for that precious medicinal herb; it was all driven by self-interest.
What exactly is your purpose, Liu Di, to frame such an insignificant low-level rogue cultivator and cause him to be completely ruined in Wuyifang?
Is it just to be a caring older sister?
At this moment, Xiao Ming finally understood why Uncle Ye had emphasized that he should not care about other people's opinions and views.
Seeing that he had become the focus of attention, Xiao Ming buried his hatred in his heart and walked quickly towards the city gate.
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