Lin Rui folded her arms and smiled quietly at the side.
She knew that those two people knew each other.
To be honest, that jade was really not valuable, and it was the type of item that no one would want to pick up, even if it was thrown by the roadside.
However, as for the others...
Lin Rui took out her cellphone and carefully scanned the QR code, after which she heard a "ding" sound.
She had transferred 1,500 yuan to the man.
Mo Ran and Bai Yixiao looked at Lin Rui in shock.
Lin Rui smiled and said, "I'm rushing to the auction. I do like these items. Boss, if there are any good items in the future, reserve them for me."
The dimples on Bai Yixiao's smiling face appeared again.
He immediately said enthusiastically, "Good! Boy, you're discerning, and you've got good taste! Do you want to add me on WeChat? In the future, you'll be the first I contact once there are any good items."
"No need for that, I will drop by here to shop frequently." Lin Rui waved her hand, carried those items, turned around, and walked away.
Mo Ran looked at Bai Yixiao who was staring gleefully at the funds transfer on his cellphone before sighing.
"This person really doesn't know any better."
"What do you mean? The T-shirt that that boy was wearing just now may seem simple, but it costs at least over 10,000 yuan! His pants are not cheap either, and the Converse shoes on his feet are limited edition. You might not be able to buy them even if you have money! He is a rich man! Mo Ran, is your eyesight getting worse the older you get?"
Mo Ran pursed his lips and said helplessly, "Bai Yixiao, you are three years older than me."
Bai Yixiao stretched out his long legs and stepped behind his stall.
He said smugly, "Well but I look younger than you do."
"You have terrible eyesight too."
"What do you mean?"
Mo Ran looked at the dimples at the corners of Bai Yixiao's mouth and found them a little dazzling.
He sighed and shook his head. "That teenager just now is a girl."
Bai Yixiao was speechless.
...
Lin Rui turned around and went into the bathroom. She then threw the black wooden comb into Qi Bao's space.
She turned around and placed the remaining items in her backpack.
Qi Bao exclaimed excitedly in his space, "Master, Master! This wooden comb is made of thunderstruck wood that is more than 10,000 years old!"
Lin Rui stumbled a little.
"Repeat yourself, what is it?"
"Master, you're in luck! This comb is made of thunderstruck wood that is more than 10,000 years old! Although it is a bit broken, there's a chance that it will improve your physique, so you can cultivate again!"
Qi Bao continued happily, "Others might not even be fortunate enough to take this wood. After all, thunder elements have always been dominant, but Master, your Divine Sense is particularly strong, the success rate of it tempering your body is at least 80%!"
The possibility of improving her constitution by more than 80% was already very rare in such a world where spiritual energy was scarce.
However, Lin Rui was full of refusal!
"No!"
Still holding the comb in his hand, Qi Bao blinked his large, cute eyes and asked curiously, "Master, why not? This is a very rare chance."
She had to admit that the thunderstruck wood was truly a good item that would be considered a rare treasure, even in the mainland of Canglan.
Cultivation was all about opportunities.
The thunderstruck wood was the first treasure that Lin Rui came into contact with after arriving in this world.
Naturally, Lin Rui was destined to be fated with it too.
Lin Rui bit her lips tightly and did not say a word.
Qi Bao paused, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
He asked carefully, "Master, Master, are you... afraid of thunder?"