Needless to mention the near-level perception, the large amount of materials required to build a star-stage are extremely difficult to collect in such places. No matter what the plan is, it does take a lot of time.

He could only watch while walking.

How to sell this fox fur?

Sure enough, after the stall was put on, someone noticed the white fox fur soon.

Not sold.

Qiu He was about to come forward and answer enthusiastically, but Ye Lingtian blocked his words.

What does it mean? Boy, you look down on me.

The person who asked the other side was a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper of a business owner.

This kind of person is obviously used to being a second-hand dealer.

Just a white fox fur is of no use to Ye Lingtian.

But he is his bait for fishing, so naturally he can't just sell it.

OK, you offer a price. There is nothing in Taicheng that I, Lao Liu, can't afford.

The businessman was slightly angry and had a sense of pride in his eyes.
Chapter completed!