Your Majesty, the Empress is on the battlefield again!

Chapter 216, where did the son come from?

Hearing the words, the merchant had a look of vigilance in his eyes.

The young trader didn't answer Si Luo's question right away, but looked her over from beginning to end, looking thoughtful.

The corner of Si Luo's mouth curled slightly, and he slowly played with the Luo kettle in his hand, not in a hurry.

The vendor replied very conservatively: "Master, look at the small stall, although it is not big, but everything on it is rare treasures, rare objects, and the small one dare not promise that the Luo Kettle in your hand is only one in the world. pieces, but if you really want to find the exact same one, it's hard."

Si Luo is not in a hurry, she has plenty of time to spend slowly.

If the other party really has a problem, no matter how strict her mouth is, she can't stand her repeated scrutiny. As long as she uses a little tricks, Si Luo can't believe that she can't pry out half a sentence of useful information from the other party's mouth.

After she put down the Luo kettle, she picked up a small transparent bell-like object, shook it in her hand, and made a crisp sound.

"This one looks good too."

The small merchant was slightly taken aback, and then replied: "This is Mengling, from the royal family of Mengguo, which was destroyed 300 years ago. The specific function is unknown, but the treasures of the royal family must not be ordinary things. You bought it back as a collection. It's also pretty good."

Si Luo raised his eyebrows and asked, "How to sell?"

The peddler replied: "100 gold for Mengling, 500 gold for Luo Kettle."

The corner of Si Luo's mouth twitched, and silently put down Meng Ling in his hand.

"……excuse me."

She made a gesture to leave, but the small vendor didn't know what she was thinking, and suddenly stopped her.

"May I ask, where does the young master come from?"

When Si Luo heard this, he pursed his lips calmly.

As early as when she was on her way, she had already memorized the names of the small border countries that she had learned on the road, and Si Luo, who was fully prepared, was not afraid of being suddenly asked about these things.

"The Kingdom of Harlan."

After the small peddler bowed his head and silently recited the word Harun, his eyes lit up suddenly.

"Little brother, come here!"

As soon as Si Luo heard his tone, he knew there was something going on, so he retreated to the booth again.

The small merchant lowered his voice and said, "If the little brother is already optimistic about what he likes and wants it sincerely, I can give you the cheapest price to make the transaction more pleasant!"

Si Luo asked calmly, "What's the price for Mengling?"

The merchant smiled mysteriously, then drew a character nine in mid-air with his hand, and said in a low voice, "This number..."

Si Luo asked in a low voice in disbelief, "Boss means... Jiu Jin?"

The vendor smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Shi Luo: "..."

Her heart sank slightly.

This nine characters, shouldn't it mean that nine countries are ready to unite?

I hope it's not what I thought.

If this is the case, then the situation has changed and it is not optimistic, and it must be confirmed immediately.

Si Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said meaningfully: "Boss, there is such a big difference between the two prices, you are at a blood loss, I will give you ten gold, how about rounding it up?"

Hearing this, the vendor waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's a fixed number to sell you nine gold, and the next customer has already made a fixed number. Brother, don't worry about the price. You buy it with sincerity, and you sell it with sincerity. It's also a fixed number."

The merchant has hinted very clearly.

As Si Luo expected, there are already nine countries in the territory united and preparing to rebel. Although they are all small countries, they are distributed on various borders.

(End of this chapter)