Jin Shikai said, taking out a pair of leather gloves worn in winter from his pocket, and taking the blood in a special translucent container with an expectant look on the vendor: "After this container is specially made, its surface temperature is only minus fifty degrees below the surface. Once the fingers directly touch the container, it is easy to get frostbite..."

Xue Feng looked at the translucent container in front of him and frowned. Since the surface temperature of this thing is minus fifty degrees below zero, why is there no white frost on the surface, and there is not even a single white mist coming out?

"My little man, this container is actually a kind of soul casting. Some properties cannot be explained by ordinary physics. Do you know quantum mechanics?" The vendor saw Xue Feng's doubts at a glance, rubbed his hands and asked with a smile. He was not stupid either. When Xue Feng came over, he knew that the person who would pay for it must be this young master.

"I understand." Xue Feng did not nodded and said just perfunctorily. Do he dare to say that he didn't know? In this world, the course "Quantum Mechanics" is a compulsory course for all primary school students...

"My little master, the blood of this Star Spirit Tortoise is imported from the Xingfeng Empire. The quality is absolutely guaranteed. There is absolutely no fake here. It is 100% pure. Whoever uses it will know."

Seeing that Xue Feng seemed to be curious about the blood, the hawker flashed in his eyes and began to overflow before the heat began to spread. He talked endlessly about introducing and selling his own products. While talking, he wrapped his soul power in his hand and snatched the blood from Jinshikai's hand, put the thing in front of Xue Feng, and displayed it in all directions at 360 degrees.

"Pure Star Spirit Tortoise's blood? How did this fake be fake?" Xue Feng looked at Jin Shikai and asked.

When the vendor heard Xue Feng suddenly asked this question, his face froze. His eyes were hurriedly looking at Jin Shikai, and a look of worry flashed. He just heard this guy being schizophrenia from a distance. If he suddenly had an abnormal nerve and said a few words randomly at this time, his business would have been ruined.

In this alley, many dealers squat here for a week before opening this time.

Jin Shikai looked at the container in his hand, touched his beard, and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he suddenly raised his eyes and asked, "You said you imported from Xingfeng Empire? Which Xingfeng Empire?"

When the vendor heard Jin Shikai ask, his eyes rolled, he smiled, and said, "Master, look at what you ask, the names of the empires in this universe are unique. Are there any other Xingfeng Empire?"

The vendor replied at the mouth, and felt even more that Ge Changgong was right. This guy might be really a mentally ill.

"Ha, this thing is probably not something you went to get in person, right?" Jin Shikai sneered, looking at the vendor, a trace of joke flashed across his face.

"How could it be that I was picking up the goods myself? I didn't pick this guy up with me. Could it be that you helped me?" A hint of displeasure flashed across the hawker's face, but he still answered politely.

"It was the goods you took by yourself, right? Then have you taken a closer look at this guy?" Jin Shikai asked again.

"You guys, are you looking for a slap? I have been selling the materials for the casting of souls for more than ten years, and I personally have the eyes of each product. How could I not have seen this product carefully?" The vendor immediately blew his nose and stared at him. When he asked this inexplicable question, he now had the urge to send him back to the mental hospital.

"Then are you a southern or northern product?" Jin Shikai ignored the hawker's expression and said.

"What?!" The vendor was stunned, as if he didn't understand what the fat man was talking about.

"Ha, you don't even know the terminology of the industry, and you dare to say that this blood is what you bought by yourself? Let me ask you again, do you know that the Xingfeng Empire was classified into the Beixingfeng Empire and the Nanxingfeng Empire 53 years ago?"

When Jin Shikai asked this, the vendor first showed doubts on his face, and then he saw his face turn black, his forehead veins bulge, his soul power faintly appeared on his hands, and even the lines with a light blue light appeared on his neck!

"Hmph, these street vendors like to say some big talk. The Nanxingfeng Empire has the most pure blood star spirit ghosts, while the Beixingfeng Empire's star spirit turtles are mostly hybrid varieties..."

"Are you here to buy something or to smash the venue?!" Jin Shikai in front of him talked erotic, and the hawker beside him was only a little different from being furious. He suddenly flashed to Jin Shikai, holding a big stick in hand, and asked sternly at Jin Shikai's nose.

Jin Shikai was not afraid when he saw this scene. He raised his chin and stood with his hands behind his back. He said with a righteous heart: "Ha, I have been in the auction house for more than ten or twenty years. You little minions can't escape my eyes. The one I hate most in my life is businessmen like you! I am not here to ruin the situation, I am here to defend commercial justice!"

As soon as the words came to an end, the air was filled with an extremely strange atmosphere.

The surrounding dealers looked at the fat man in unison. The look was like looking at a fool - or rather, looking at a dead person...

Ge Changgong and Xue Feng were almost caused by this guy at this time. With such a magical speech logic, who would guess what this guy would say next, he was either a lunatic or a young prodigy like Jinshikai!

The two looked at each other and just wanted to distance themselves from this magical fat man, but suddenly they heard Jin Shikai say again: "Brother Xue, this guy wants to mess with me, cut him off for me!"

Xue Feng sniffed his face: "I really want to ignite him with a fire..."

The vendor in front of him heard Jin Shikai say this, and immediately turned his attention to Xue Feng. Jin Shikai snorted again, and even his breathing voice was filled with an inexplicable arrogance: "Hmph, if you want to mess with me, first ask me if this brother agrees. Do you know who he is? A candidate in the Soul Martial Palace, a first-class apprentice of Shenzhu Master!"

As soon as Jin Shikai said this, a hint of surprise flashed in all the dealers around him. They thought Jin Shikai was an apprentice of Shenzhu Master, and Xue Feng was just a rich and rich man who was a cash machine to please the fat man...

Seeing that the vendor didn't believe it, Jinshi Kaihu's voice and tiger Qi once again pointed at Xue Feng without looking back and said, "Don't you believe it? You didn't see the soul fire behind me, right? Come on, call it out and let this guy have a good look, and have a long vision!"

Jin Shikai was talking loudly in front, but Xue Feng and Ge Changgong had already begun to distance themselves from him. They were using their actions to tell everyone that they didn't know this fat man...

"We... shouldn't buy it for now. I think if I didn't buy this thing today, this dog said, which will make me offend many people!" Xue Feng whispered to Ge Changgong with his bad eyes around him.
Chapter completed!