Chapter 76: The Broken Bag

  "Ah, my fellow tribesman is clever, no mistake, it's because of this herb. Cough, I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Old Man He, from the Wind Stream Tribe, specializing in selling these rare herbs. Let me tell you, Ye Wang is a good friend of mine, Chen Chong is a big customer, Wu Sen often comes to buy herbs, and Mo Su... I'm not lying to you, I really know Mo Su!" The old man hastily pulled out another handful of herbs and waved them in front of Su Ming.

  "These are what Ye Wang often buys."

  "These are what Chen Chong often needs."

  "These are the Wu Xun's cultivation must reserve."

  "These are the ones Mo Su has reserved, can't sell you too many." The old man's hands flew quickly, each time a large handful of herbs, changing back and forth, giving people a dizzying feeling.

  "If you're not interested, don't follow me, or I won't be polite!" Su Ming's eyes flashed with a cold intent as he glanced at the old man before quickly walking several steps into the distance.

  "Huh? Fellow tribesman, I think your back looks familiar... you... you... I remember now, you're the one who..." The old man's eyes rolled around and he saw that Su Ming's face was covered with animal hide, clearly not wanting to be seen. He had met many people like this before and knew what they feared most, so a exaggerated expression appeared on his face, as if he was about to shout something out.

  Su Ming's footsteps paused, but he had been very clever since childhood, and with Ah Gong's cultivation and guidance, how could he be deceived by this little trick in his mind? He coldly laughed inwardly and walked forward without paying attention.

  The old man saw that this plan was not going to work, but his face didn't show any embarrassment at all. Instead, he had a strong determination in his eyes, as if he wouldn't give up any opportunity easily, especially when he saw Su Ming's heavily wrapped body and was convinced that this person had a lot of wealth, so he couldn't let him go.

  Hurriedly running a few steps forward, catching up with Su Ming again, and then starting to change his words once more, constantly taking out herbs from his bosom...

  Su Ming's heart was vexed, just as he was about to speed up and shake off the old man, he saw the old man take out a handful of herbs from his bosom once again, and suddenly his heart moved.

  "These herbs are really as miraculous as you said?" Su Ming's footsteps came to a halt, and he casually glanced at the old man's chest, saying slowly.

  The old man listened to Su Ming's words and suddenly became excited in his heart. He immediately patted his chest, nodded very seriously and said.

  "My dear fellow clansmen, rest assured that I, an old man, will not deceive you, and I will never tell a lie!"

  "This......" Su Ming's expression showed hesitation.

  The old man became even more excited, hastily stepped forward a few steps, and said in a low voice: "There are many people here, it's not suitable for trading, let's go there, that place is more secluded, just right for trading these good things." The old man said, still with a cautious expression, looked around and pointed to a nearby secluded small path.

  Su Ming hesitated for a moment before nodding his head.

  The old man hastily led Su Ming to walk a few steps quickly, and they arrived at the depths of that secluded small path. The surroundings were already empty, and he suppressed his excitement, saying in a low voice: "Clansman, which one do you like? Is it Ye Wang's, or Zhen Chong's, or Bi Su's? However, Clansman, Mo Su's kind of medicinal herb can't be sold to you in large quantities."

  "Just now I didn't see those herbs clearly, and I don't know which ones are good. If they're all okay, I can consider buying some of each." Su Ming's face was still hesitant, he looked at the old man and hesitated before speaking.

  "It doesn't matter, I'll take them all out for you to see." The old man suddenly became even more excited, a smile piled up on his face, and he immediately took out a kind of herb from his bosom, each with two or three sprouts.

  "Is that all? It's too little." Su Ming's gaze swept across, shaking his head.

  "It can't be any less, these are all rare herbs, it's impossible to have more." The old man was taken aback and quickly explained.

  Su Ming didn't say a word, but instead reached deep into his bosom with his right hand and directly pulled out a small bag. He opened it in front of the old man, revealing nearly ten white stone coins inside.

  The old man stared at the stone coins, his eyes gleaming with light. He took a deep breath and his expression became extremely solemn. After looking around again, he stepped closer to Su Ming and spoke in a low voice: "Since you're so sincere, I'll tell you the truth. Each type of herb, I have over a hundred plants. It's not that they're not precious, but I have my own methods for obtaining them. I see that you really want to buy them, so I'll take them all out for you to look at."

  The old man said, taking out handful after handful of herbs from his bosom and putting them on the ground. Before long, there were over a thousand sprouts.

  "That's all, all of my herbs are here, 1,000 stone coins, take them all away!" The old man was very nervous, staring at Su Ming.

  These herbs, if placed together, would require a very large bag and could not be put in one's bosom. Su Ming's heart was racing as he stared at the old man's chest, his eyes flashing.

  "These herbs, how did you all put them in your bosom? What's in your bosom?"

  The old man's expression changed suddenly and he took a few steps back, covering his chest with his hands, looking frightened.

  "Stop pretending, I won't buy these herbs. However, if you have a special bag that can hold this many herbs, I might consider buying one." Su Ming said slowly.

  "Not for sale!" The old man grunted and immediately spoke up.

  Su Ming held the bag containing the stone coins, and with a slight shake, the sound of clinking stones came from inside. The clear and crisp sound was quite pleasant to the ear, causing the old man's expression to struggle.

  "Five thousand stone coins! Give me five thousand stone coins and I'll sell it to you." The old man said, taking out a palm-sized bag from his bosom. The exterior was very strange, with an unknown circular pattern drawn on it. At first glance, it seemed painted, but upon closer inspection, it appeared different, as if not painted, but printed using some other method.

  Unfortunately, however, there was a torn spot in one corner of the burlap sack.

  "This is a treasure, rarely seen in the entire Wind Pavilion tribe. It can hold many things inside. Without 5,000 stone coins, don't even think about me agreeing to sell it to you." The old man grasped the cloth bag tightly and said loudly.

  "This bag is broken at one corner," Su Ming said calmly.

  "Of course, if it's complete, I wouldn't sell it even for 10,000 stone coins, let alone 5,000." The old man said with a pleased tone.

  "Five hundred pieces of stone, you won't sell it anymore." Su Ming thought for a moment and said to the old man.

  "What? What did you say? Five hundred dan, impossible!!" The old man's expression changed extremely quickly, and at this moment he was furious, as if Su Ming's price was a kind of insult to him.

  "You just said that you have been selling herbs in the Wind Village for many years, and you have seen so many arrogant people like him. I don't believe no one has seen through your tricks, yet you still have such a bag, obviously not just one, five hundred stones. You don't sell it if you don't want to." Su Ming said calmly, then turned around and was about to leave.

  The old man stood there, his face showing hesitation and struggle. Seeing Su Ming really leave without looking back, he seemed to want to walk out of this small road, he suddenly stomped his foot and hurriedly shouted.

  "Eight hundred stones... Ah, never mind, five hundred stones, I'll give you five hundred stones!"

  Su Ming stopped in his tracks, turned around and stretched out his right hand. The old man reluctantly walked forward, handing the bag to Su Ming. As soon as Su Ming took it, he immediately felt that the bag was light and airy. Moreover, at the moment he touched the object, a picture appeared in his mind - a space about three feet in size, but only half of which could be used, while the other half showed signs of fragmentation.

  "Hmm, you've earned it. I'll tell you, just pat the thing on this bag and it will go in, when taking it out, just touch it with your hand, as long as you think of it, you can take it out." The old man muttered, telling Su Ming how to use it.

  Su Ming was quite surprised, took out a herb from his body, tried it according to the old man's method, and saw that it was indeed so, couldn't help but reveal a smile.

  "It's a good deal, I've got plenty of good stuff here. You're making a big profit with 500 stone coins, don't go out and spread it around, hand over the stone coins quickly." The old man looked gloomy, stretching out his hand to demand the money.

  "Is half of it broken because this bag is damaged?" Su Ming asked without immediately giving the money.

  "I don't know about that, anyway I only have this one, used it for many years, and it's always been like this. Hurry up and give me the money." The old man hastily changed the subject.

  Su Ming looked at the old man with profound meaning, threw the broken bag to him, and shook his head.

  "What's the meaning of this? Don't want it?" The old man was taken aback.

  "A broken bag, even if it has some unusual effects, is not worth 500 stone coins. Moreover, I estimate that it won't be long before the cracks inside spread slowly, and eventually it will not only be unusable but also impossible to retrieve the things inside, what's the point of having it!"

  "No way! I've used it for many years, absolutely won't!" The old man hurriedly guaranteed repeatedly.

  "This is not necessarily the case, if I buy it, I can only give you 200 stone coins for now. If what you said is true after a few months, then I will give you the remaining stone coins." Su Ming said casually.

  "That won't do, how will I find you then?" The old man shook his head quickly.

  "It can't be done then." Su Ming didn't linger and turned to leave.

  "Alright, I'll sell it to you. Two hundred stone coins, and you have to give me the rest of the money in three months. There aren't many people around here, just a few tribes, so if you don't pay me, I'll be able to find you." The old man said, with a painful expression on his face, and handed the cloth bag to Su Ming once again.

  This time, Su Ming did not hesitate again, but took out two white stone coins, completed the transaction and took the cloth bag, leaving this remote small road.

  The old man waited until Su Ming was far away, the painful expression on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a sense of satisfaction. He took out another cloth bag from his pocket, which was still tattered, and put the herbs on the ground into it. Only then did he let out a sigh.

  "The little doll is quite clever, even more difficult to fool than Ye Wang. Ye Wang bought this for 500 stone coins, but he managed to buy it for 200."

  "Hmm, after selling a few more, once they get used to using this stuff, it'll be my harvest time." The old man muttered to himself, his face gradually filled with excitement and anticipation.

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  It's snowing heavily outside today. When I went out, a gust of cold wind made my ears numb and I shivered all over. I'm wearing quite a lot, it seems like I've lost some fat and slimmed down, feeling pleased with myself.