At the sa ti, Chen Yang was also paying attention to the shops on both sides of the street.
After walking for about three or four minutes, Chen Yang finally stopped in front of a small shop called "Old Shop Antiques."
He looked at the signboard to check the na and made sure it was right.
"This is the place."
Chen Yang took Wang Jingman’s hand and stepped into the shop.
The shop wasn’t big and looked a bit shabby. Because the building’s structure was all wood, in this forest of steel and concrete that was the provincial capital, it stood out as particularly different.
But the inside of the shop was very clean, giving people a feeling of being ancient yet tidy.
Of course, that’s exactly the kind of feeling an antique shop is supposed to have.
"Hello, sir, what can I get you?" As Chen Yang and Wang Jingman walked into the shop, a young clerk of about seventeen or eighteen quickly ca up to them and主动询问两人.
From the look of him, he should be an apprentice here.
Chen Yang glanced at him and said, "I’m looking for your shop owner."
"Looking for the shop owner?" The young clerk hesitated for a mont, then said, "Our shop owner had a bit of wine at lunch, he’s still sleeping right now."
"Sleeping?" Chen Yang paused; this wasn’t sothing he had anticipated.
"Yes, sir. If you want to buy sothing, I can introduce things to you just the sa. But if you absolutely have to see our shop owner, you’ll probably have to co back tomorrow, because we don’t know when he’ll wake up." The clerk spoke seriously.
"Can you at least go and call him? We ca from quite a ways off, specifically to see him." Wang Jingman asked from the side.
The young clerk shook his head. "Ma’am, that won’t do. Master set the rules. When he’s sleeping, no matter who cos, they’re not allowed to disturb him."
Hearing this, Chen Yang grew very curious about this shop owner.
But thinking it over, since he was in soone else’s place, he had to follow their rules.
Since that was the case, then it couldn’t be done today; he could only listen to this young clerk and co back tomorrow to try again.
"Alright, then we’ll co back tomorrow." Chen Yang replied, then took Wang Jingman’s hand, ready to leave.
But whether by coincidence or sothing else, just as Chen Yang took Jingman’s hand and turned around, he heard an extrely lazy voice coming from inside the shop: "Disciple, hurry up and bring your Master so wine."
"Coming, Master." The young clerk answered quickly, then smiled at Chen Yang and said, "Sir, you’re really in luck. My Master’s woken up. If you don’t mind waiting a bit, he’ll be out to sell things in a mont."
"Alright, go ahead, we’ll wait." Chen Yang smiled, his curiosity about the owner of this shop growing even stronger.
He certainly didn’t think the owner had woken up by coincidence.
According to that Taoist Liu, this friend of his had pretty high cultivation and broad experience; he might very well be so old monster putting on an act on purpose.
"Jingman, have a seat. He should be out soon." Chen Yang smiled and had Wang Jingman sit down.
Jingman’s emotional intelligence was very high. Her cultivation might not be high, but just from the shop’s decor and the overall atmosphere, she could tell this place was anything but ordinary.
So she didn’t say much; she imdiately nodded, then went over to the seats at the side and sat down with Chen Yang to wait.
After waiting about four or five minutes, they saw the sa clerk from before helping out a simply dressed old man with a full white beard but ruddy complexion walk out.
The old man looked sloppy and unkempt, but his overall presence carried a certain charm.
That feeling was sothing you could only sense once you’d reached a certain Realm.
From an ordinary person’s perspective, the old man was just a shabby, slovenly drunk, muddled with alcohol.
"Senior."
When Chen Yang saw the old man, he imdiately stood up and politely greeted him.
Seeing this, Wang Jingman also stood up along with Chen Yang.
"Oh, we’ve got custors in the shop, huh? Disciple, what are you doing? There are custors and you don’t know to greet them?" The old man didn’t answer Chen Yang but instead drunkenly scolded the disciple supporting him.
"Master, these two custors specifically asked for you." The clerk quickly said.
"Specifically asked for ?" The old man showed a surprised expression, then drunkenly turned his gaze to Chen Yang and Wang Jingman, asking, "You two custors, looking for an old codger like —what’s so important?"
"Senior, I was introduced by a mutual acquaintance. I’ve co to buy sothing from you." Chen Yang replied.
"Mutual acquaintance? Who?" The old man’s expression turned a bit more serious, not as hazy as before.
"Daoist Liu, Liu Qingyun." Chen Yang answered truthfully, giving the Taoist’s na.
This was what that Taoist Liu had told him: you must state his na in advance; otherwise the old man would fleece you.
The type who sized people up and adjusted prices accordingly.
When Chen Yang heard that back then, he’d felt both amused and helpless, thinking, "Like attracts like."
Everyone turned out less than proper.
"Old Liu the Daoist?" After hearing Chen Yang’s answer, the old man looked quite surprised.
"That old geezer is actually still alive? He hasn’t died yet?" Then he abruptly ca out with that line.
Chen Yang almost couldn’t hold back his laughter.
"The old geezer’s doing just fine, full of vigor." Chen Yang forced down his amusent and replied.
"He’s still full of vigor? That’s really strange. With that dead look of his, how’d he manage to live so long? Completely against the will of heaven." The old man curled his lip and complained, then his deanor went completely normal, as if he’d never been drunk at all.
"Since Old Liu sent you here, let’s cut to the chase. What do you want to buy? Whether it’s obscure stuff or popular stuff, I’ve got it all. It’s just that the obscure items are a bit pricier, so you’d better be ntally prepared." The old man said straightforwardly.
Chen Yang smiled; it was just as he’d guessed, the old man wasn’t drunk at all.
The free and easy, drunken act was just an appearance.
"I want to buy Formation diagrams and materials for setting up Formations." Chen Yang didn’t beat around the bush and directly stated what he wanted.
"Formation diagrams?" The old man’s expression turned surprised again.
"Yeah, Formation diagrams, and materials for setting up Formations." Chen Yang nodded to confirm.
This ti the old man stopped talking and instead gave Chen Yang a once-over from head to toe with a scrutinizing gaze.
Then he spoke in a doubtful tone: "That’s really niche. I rember hearing that Old Liu’s sect back in the day specialized in Formations. Don’t tell you’re his disciple?"
Formations were very rare in the cultivation world nowadays.
And Chen Yang showing up to buy these things and then dropping the Taoist’s na made the old man think that way.
"No, Senior, I’m not his disciple. I’ve just done so research into Formations myself, so I ca specifically to buy so Formation diagrams and materials." Chen Yang explained.
He sounded very earnest.
But clearly the old man didn’t really believe him; still, he didn’t press the point and instead started talking prices for the Formation diagrams.
"I knew that old bastard was cursed by heaven; how could he possibly have such an outstanding disciple as you? So you’re not." The old man chuckled, then continued, "You want to buy Formation diagrams and materials for setting up Formations—then you’ve co to the right place today. In the cultivation world nowadays, if anyone still has that stuff, it’s probably only . You definitely won’t find it anywhere else."
"But like I said, obscure things are all pretty expensive, and Formation diagrams plus Formation materials are the most obscure of the obscure. You’d better be really prepared for the prices."
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