Chapter 5 Compulsory Purchase and Sale

  "Really? Okay, I'll sell it!"

  I thought it was all over, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better. The two of them were so thrilled that they didn't even have time to haggle over the price.

  One was eager to buy and the other was eager to sell. The transaction between the two went very quickly and smoothly, and it was settled in the blink of an eye.

  They made a big deal, and Erzi was delighted. The animal hide on the ground was also given to Xia Tian as a gift.

  This solved a small trouble in the summer, roughly packing up the animal skin, which can be taken away directly, otherwise, so many broken copper and iron, really don't know how to take it away.

  Bamboo pole inserted horizontally, disrupting the transaction between Xia Tian and Erzi. One was idle with nothing to do, wanting to find some fun; one thought Xia Tian was a wealthy target, also wanting to make a profit.

  In the summer, Hua spent a fortune and bought a pile of scrap copper and iron, causing the bamboo pole's eyes to suddenly widen, staring like an ox's eyes, with golden light bursting out from within.

  "Oh dear sir, this gentleman, come and take a look. The things I have here are better than the second son's, and they're not expensive either. Just three taels of gold, and everything is yours."

  As soon as summer picked up her things and was about to leave, the bamboo pole suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand to block Summer's way, with a flattering smile, and said with a sly face.

  He glanced at the bamboo pole with a faint look, and Xia Tian said indifferently: "Your things won't be much better, just some broken copper and iron scraps. You still dare to ask me for three or two gold coins, do you really think I'm a fool?"

  "Haha, it's expensive! Then two taels of gold will do, if not, one tael is also okay."

  Ignoring the coldness of summer, the thickness of bamboo's face is comparable to that of a city wall. He clings to him with a dead skin and won't let go until he scrapes off a layer of oil. It seems that he won't give up easily.

  "Get out of my way."

  Her face turned cold, and Xia Tian scolded.

  The cold and determined attitude in the summer made Zhang Ganzi unable to continue, his cheerful and smiling expression gradually retracted, becoming gloomy and depressed.

  "Kid, the old man took care of you and gave you face, only then was he willing to sell those treasures to you. You actually don't know what's good for you, it's really not worth it."

  Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her slender body trembled as she spoke to Xia Tian in a soft and gentle tone.

  In the free trade market, there are all sorts of people, and some small-time hooligans or gangsters often appear on the streets.

  In the past, I've also heard of such things happening in summer, like someone making a big deal on the free market only to be robbed halfway through; or someone showing off their wealth and being forced by some hoodlums to buy useless junk.

  Although I had heard of these things, I had never seen them in the summer. Unexpectedly, returning to a thousand years ago, for the first time strolling through the free trade market, made up for this regret.

  "What's wrong, you still want to force a sale?"

  Looking at the bamboo pole with a hint of a smile, Xia Tian said.

  "How can you say it's a forced sale? Our transaction is voluntary, you must agree with me, right? Otherwise, I'll make you regret it."

  One side smiled and said, while stretching out his hand to pat Xia Tian's shoulder.

  The swing of the bamboo pole looks light and airy, but in summer, the eyes are sharp, and naturally, they see that this swing contains hidden strength.

  Moreover, Xia Tian also saw that the cultivation of bamboo pole was in the middle stage of acquired realm, and among ordinary people, it still belonged to a good category.

  Just as the bamboo pole was about to hit Xia Tian's shoulder, a burst of laughter came from the two children hugging each other in excitement. At that moment, a loud cry suddenly rang out.

  "Ah!"

  The miserable cry was so mournful and tragic that it sent shivers down one's spine.

  "Ah, it hurts... let go quickly."

  The bamboo pole, that only guilty hand, for some reason, was tightly grasped by Xia Tian, bent into a strange arc, making him let out a mournful and miserable cry, like the sound of killing a chicken.

  The bamboo pole's miserable cry was by no means a pretentious performance, and the cold sweat dripping from his forehead really hurt to the extreme.

  This sudden change was like a magic trick that left Erzi staring in amazement, his eyes wide with wonder, and he had no idea how Xia Tian did it.

  "You want me to look good? This time, let's see who makes who look good."

  Xiatian's hand slightly added a bit of strength, and he said with a smile.

  "Ah, I see, I see. You're a big shot, you're formidable. A lowly person like me didn't recognize Mount Tai, and offended you instead. Please forgive me."

  Cries of agony echoed one after another, while the bamboo stick wielder was covered in snot and tears as he begged for mercy.

  "You little scamp seems quite aware of the situation, alright then, I'll let you off this time, scram!"

  With a slight push of his right hand, the bamboo pole fell to the ground, Xia Tian said with a smile.

  He rolled on the ground several times, got up with a roll and a crawl, didn't dare to look at Xia Tian, and ran away in a flurry.

  "Hey, young master, you'd better leave quickly. That bamboo pole guy has a powerful backer in this generation, and he won't let go of the huge loss he's suffered. He'll definitely go ask for outside help, so you should hurry up and leave before you get blocked."

  Jian saw the bamboo pole running away without a shadow, and Erzi dared to cautiously approach, whispering to Xia Tian, with a sense of urgency in his words.

  A glance around, and indeed, many people are standing far away, secretly pointing at themselves with sympathetic expressions.

  Having realized this, Xia Tian knew that Er Zi's words were not in vain. However, he didn't have anything to be afraid of, and with his unyielding personality all along, where would he go to escape?

  After ten thousand years, he became a great golden immortal and created the top power of the heavens and the myriad realms, the Hall of All Saints. Who could make Xia Tian retreat and not dare to face him?

  "I understand, you go first, what happens next has nothing to do with you."

  Shaking her head, Xia Tian said calmly.

  Xiatian's attitude was clearly that he wanted to stay and wait for the bamboo pole, which made Erzi feel uneasy in his heart. He wanted to remind Xiatian again to be careful and vigilant, not to be careless. However, seeing Xiatian's expression, which brooked no doubt, he couldn't bring himself to speak, and after hesitating for a moment, he sighed and left.

  He himself knew what he was selling, calling it a treasure, but in fact, it was just a pile of scrap metal. Xia Tian was willing to spend one or two taels of silver to buy it, which filled Er Zi with good feelings towards him.

  However, this little kindness was still not enough to make Erzi overcome the fear in his heart towards Zhugan and his gang, it could only serve as a reminder, which was already doing its best.

  "Get out of the way, get out of the way, all of you get out of the way."

  "You're old but not dead yet, don't block my way. Hurry up and get out of my way. Dare to block my path? You're asking for death."

  "Hurry up, hurry up, everyone hurry up, whatever you do, don't let that guy get away."

  ……

  Before long, a hubbub of noise came from the front, and under the dense footsteps, a chaotic scene was created, with people and horses toppling over.