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Wangfujing was originally a famous wealthy district in Beijing.

Or it referred to the street selling snacks in the black market.

Only the Black Store Manager would know why they specifically nad the snack-selling street Wangfujing.

It was also a specialty of the black market, as hungry custors gathered due to the night-ti nature of the black market.

And because they sold all kinds of bizarre foods.

Giant centipedes, scorpions, water bugs, flying squirrels fried with limbs and wings spread, palm-sized spiders, various long caterpillars, unknown insects, etc.

Of course, there were certain items that sold among them.

It was silkworm pupae called “heavenly worms,” a common snack seen anywhere in the Central Plains.

It’s the sa silkworm pupae that Koreans enjoy.

Instead, the Chinese people ate them after they had beco “king pupae” that had evolved further than regular pupae, so they were a bit bigger than Korean silkworm pupae.

They were about the size of a woman’s thumb.

The food at Wangfujing was not to be eaten carelessly because everything from the source of ingredients to freshness was unreliable.

But silkworm pupae were a verified clean snack as they weren’t adulterated with anything and were raised through sericulture.

The group each held a skewer in their hands amicably.

Even the Nan Sect martial artist Nan held a skewer with a sour expression, but he couldn’t take his eyes off it and swallowed hard, seeming to like it.

“Fried centipedes… Do people actually eat such things?”

“They don’t. Ptui.”

“But it says it’s a specialty? Ptui.”

It wasn’t the sound of spatting in disgust, but of spitting out the tough skin.

The basic way to eat silkworm pupae snacks is to eat only the savory insides and either chew or spit out the skin according to preference.

For reference, Tang Nanah, the young lady from a noble family, couldn’t be satisfied with just one silkworm pupae skewer, so she held two, one in each hand.

Sichuan’s specialty isn’t mala but silk, and surprisingly and mysteriously, silkworm pupae are left after weaving silk.

“It’s unexpected. I didn’t know you’d offer food to that lowlife too. I thought soone like you, Noonim, would put a bowl on the ground and fill it with spoiled rice, telling him to eat like a dog.”

Zhuge Ihyeon urgently pointed to one side.

It was a man with long, dry hair tied back tightly, including his bangs, sohow giving a poor impression with a roughly shaved, dirty dark face.

He had the appearance of a common wandering swordsman that made you feel like you’d seen him sowhere before.

Originally, wandering swordsn-sword-for-hire types generally had their hair tied back, were actually poor, and shaved or didn’t shave their beards as they pleased.

His realm seems to just barely reach the Transcendent?

He was above the Peak Realm, but it was ambiguous to call him Transcendent, so he probably hadn’t achieved it long ago.

For a wandering swordsman, it was an exceptionally high realm…

The Transcendent wandering swordsman hesitated for a while holding a spider skewer, then carefully brought one leg to his mouth.

“Ugh.” “Eugh.” “Urk.” “Ugh.”

All four in the group groaned simultaneously.

In fact, not just Qing’s group, but everyone on the street was either openly watching or glancing at him.

The phenonon of so many people frowning at the sa ti occurred!

The wandering swordsman’s expression was subtle.

It seed it wasn’t entirely unpalatable.

Perhaps encouraged by this, he bit into the body and chewed then-

“Bleurgh!”

He imdiately bent over and brought out what he had stored in his stomach, a mont of reversal when what should not have risen ca up.

The wandering swordsman, who had barely composed himself, pointed angrily at the stall owner.

“A-Are you crazy! You sell this kind of thing for three silver pieces?”

“Didn’t you buy it yourself, custor? Did soone threaten you to buy and eat it? You eat it yourself and then yell at .”

“Wh-What! Do you know who I am! I am Tael Yaksha Yik Taikong!”

“Whether you’re Tael Yaksha or Dog Yaksha, what do I care? If you’re not buying, get lost.”

It was an amazing sight.

A re stall owner was talking back to a Transcendent Realm martial artist.

At this mont, Tael Yaksha, his face turned red, grabbed his sword hilt.

“What, you want to draw out your sword? You’ll cut down a Black Store mber in the black market? Go ahead. Try cutting .”

At this, Tael Yaksha hesitated, then turned away with trembling hands.

And just as he was about to brush past with angry steps, it happened.

Qing asked Zhuge Ihyeon in a voice loud enough to be heard:

“We can’t touch such a vicious rchant? But is it okay to touch them when it’s not in the black market? How about watching where they go when it’s over and then swish-slash?”

“Hmm. Of course they’d want to protect Black Store mbers, but they can’t escort each and every mber ho. Once dawn passes and the Black Store closes, the black market will withdraw completely.”

“But won’t there be consequences later? Like sending assassins because soone ssed with their people?”

“Even from the black market’s perspective, rude and unfriendly rchant bastards are a headache. Especially if they’re rude enough to a Transcendent Realm Master, how much worse must they be to other custors? They won’t care even if they die on the street.”

It was a conversation ant to be overheard.

Tael Yaksha stopped in his tracks.

Then he bowed his head to Qing and Zhuge Ihyeon, turned back, and sat down on the opposite side of the street from the stall, crossing his arms.

The unscrupulous rchant selling insects noticeably beca uneasy.

Probably by tomorrow, one unscrupulous rchant who was unfriendly and had accumulated evil deeds through unknown side jobs would et his death anniversary without fail.

But by the way, Tael Yaksha… Doesn’t that sound familiar?

Of course, Qing didn’t hold back when she was curious.

“Tael Yaksha? Is he famous?”

“Noonim, how could a Late Stage Peak Realm wandering swordsman not be famous? Tael Yaksha is counted among the top Masters among wandering swordsn.”

“Ah, maybe I heard about him when I was briefly a wandering swordsman? Anyway, he’ll beco more famous from now on. I wouldn’t have been able to tell with a First-Rate’s discernnt, but this Peak-Transcending Xin Qing sees that he’s entered the Early Stage Transcendent Realm, you know?”

“Amazing. Tael Yaksha is amazing, and Noonim’s arrogance is amazing. Perhaps he might be called the Wandering King in the future.”

At this, Tang Nanah, who was alternately eating one silkworm pupae from each hand, asked with wide eyes:

“What? You, you were a wandering swordsman?”

“In the past. After trying both, I found there’s not much difference between a beggar and a wandering swordsman. Both have no money, are dirty, suffer from the heat in sumr and are miserable from the cold in winter. People think you’ll do anything if they buy you food. They kinda look at you with fearful yet dismissive eyes? With pitying gazes.”

After that, Qing thought to herself-

Huh? Isn’t that kinda like a graduate student?

Qing didn’t think much of it, but for Tang Nanah listening, it was another tale of hardship that sent chills down her spine.

“Uh, um… Sorry. Want so skewers?”

“No, why are you giving what you were eating? Am I a beggar?”

Qing said as she took the skewer with two left.

And then, along with the unique dining area of the night market with tables spread out, all kinds of restaurants were laid out in a circle.

“Zhuge, what on earth is ‘naless at’?”

“It’s things so cheap they’re not eaten. Slly beasts like yellow weasels, wildcats, raccoon dogs.”

In order, they were ferrets, wildcats, and raccoon dogs.

“They really eat everything with four legs…”

“They eat things without legs too. Those rolled up over there are snakes, and the ones spread out are prepared snakes. The rolled up ones next to them look like snakes but are goat penises, ahem, excuse , Noonim.”

“Wow, the length is even longer than snakes. Could that be.”

“I hear it doesn’t taste good. Even though they say it’s good for n, it’s not popular enough.”

The source was unknown, the hygiene and precision of the butchering were unknown, and even the taste was bad as they just sprinkled so seasoning and cooked it over fire.

Qing obediently gave up and passed through Wangfujing Street.

***

As they went deeper, they were said to deal with more secret items, but there was no classification for displaying goods, so all kinds of odds and ends ca out.

To Qing, it looked just like a flea market.

When they ca to an area selling poisons, Tang Nanah said she wanted to look around for a bit and stayed behind, and Zhuge Ihyeon also couldn’t tear himself away from the antiques section, so Qing told him to go ahead and look around.

In fact, Zhuge Ihyeon had emphasized and warned her strongly, so she was just thinking of politely inquiring around in the black market.

It’s not strange to feel like you’re on a trip if you don’t think there will be any knife fights or ominous events, but still.

These guys.

We ca to get Old Man Ban’s grandson, not to sightsee.

“Hey there, beautiful one, my goodness, you must be the incarnation of a Fairy! The Greatest Beauty Under Heaven was here! Co over here and take a look at so martial arts manuals!”

“Oh, they’re selling martial arts manuals. Sworn Sister, let’s go take a look.”

“Yes! There might be so peerless martial arts!”

“There’s no way sothing like that would be here…”

Nan added a word to that.

“Oh? Looks like you’ve found your voice?”

“Huk.”

When Qing frowned at him once, Nan closed his mouth with an expression like he was about to stop breathing.

It was because Qing’s beauty was dizzying and harmful.

Understanding this as him being scared, Qing proudly approached the martial arts manual rchant.

“Oh! The True Arts of Yang! Huh? Was that the na?”

Qing picked up a book just in case, but the Martial Arts Window was quiet, so it was clearly fake.

Then the rchant who had laid out books spoke.

“Please don’t open it, beautiful custor. If you open it, you have to buy it.”

“I’m not looking. Besides, how can martial arts manuals be so clean? They should be tattered and worn to have the right feel.”

“That’s because we’ve copied them out for custors to see better.”

Isn’t that not allowed?

Qing tilted her head and picked up each martial arts manual one by one.

Tai Chi Control Sword, Twenty-Seven Moves of the Cherry Blossom, Heaven-Rending Dao, Thousand Treasure Divine Fist, King Zhou’s Heart Cleansing Scripture, Wudang Sleep Rape, and so on…

With titles that each seed to have a screw loose, and books that were completely new and shiny, it was hard to believe.

“Mister rchant, do these actually sell?”

“They sell quite well, yong.”

“This mister’s way of speaking is a bit…”

“Unique, isn’t it, yong? I’m the famous Jeon Daeyong, the Jack-Of-All-Trades rchant, yong.”

“Jack-Of-All-Trades rchant!”

Qing shouted.

If Zhuge Ihyeon had been there, she felt he would have shouted, so she felt a sense of duty.

Because of the attention drawn, Qing first confird the facts.

“Hmm. Are you a famous person?”

“No, I just made it up, yong. How can a person’s na be Jeon Daeyong, yong? That doesn’t make sense, yong.”

“Hehehe, you’re an interesting person.”

Qing giggled as she answered.

This really made it feel like she had co to a real market.

Just like how she used to take each new lover to see the truly unbelievable and bizarre rchants all gathered in one place.

Ah. Those were good tis.

Thinking about it makes feel a bit lonely…

As if the claim that they sold quite well wasn’t a lie, the stall that had been empty when calling Qing was now crowded with other custors.

“Ahem, shopkeeper, give one of these. How much?”

“How much have you found out, yong?”

“…?”

“Divine Arts naturally have predetermined owners, so isn’t it the law that those who know their value should have them, yong?”

“Usually, the seller sets the price for goods…”

“You’ll have to give at least two gold sycees, yong. Too expensive, yong? No, how cheap do you consider the Wudang Sect’s, no, all of Jianghu’s best Qinggong, yong? What? You won’t buy, yong? Hey, custor, do you think I’m doing this because I have nothing better to do, yong? Oh, I’m getting angry, yong. Do you want to be a custor or not, yong?”

As he showed his montum like this… Wow, what’s this, Unrestrained Realm?

Why is an Unrestrained Realm Master selling fake books?

Seriously, everyone and their dog is in the Unrestrained Realm these days.

In the end, the poor custor was forced to buy the clearly fake Wudang Sleep Rape manual for two gold sycees.

“I’m telling you in advance, I’m just here to look around, okay?”

“Oh, that’s fine, yong. Looking is free for beauties, yong. Hmm, will you look around for one more ke if I give you this, yong?”

The self-proclaid Jeon Daeyong held out two coins.

Only then did Qing realize she had been had.

This mister was using people as signboards.

Since all kinds of gazes followed her when she took off her face veil, just being held at the stall was almost like a flashing advertisent board.

In reality, it was the sight of a peerlessly beautiful woman carrying a sword looking at things with a serious expression.

So everyone couldn’t help but be tempted, thinking maybe there really was sothing there.

Qing, unable to refuse pocket money given by an Unrestrained Realm Master, obediently accepted the coins.

Of course, since Jeon Daeyong had no particular hostility, Qing’s mouth, which had taken a stance, didn’t move.

“You just earned two gold sycees and you’re trying to get away with giving just two coins? Wow, you’re stingy. So stingy that it stings like saltwater.”

“That’s fine too, yong. Next ti I’ll have to call myself the Coastal King of Salt Fields, yong.”

“Coastal King of Salt Fields!”

“…Do you really have to shout that, yong?”

“I heard this is the polite thing to do?”

“I guess so, yong? Well, it’s nice to et a polite custor, yong. I can’t give you more money, but you can look through the books for one ke, yong.”

“It’s not like there’s any value in looking anyway.”

Still, Qing picked up and looked at each and every book.

Suddenly, the Martial Arts Window flashed.

“Oing?”

It was flashing, saying a new gold-colored Hand Technique called Shadowless Divine Hand had been registered.

Qing didn’t know, but this was actually the mont to shout exclamations loud enough to shake heaven and earth.

My goodness!!! Shadowless Divine Hand!!!! The Divine Thief!!!!! Like that.

The Shadowless Divine Hand was the exclusive martial art of the legendary one-man thief, the Shadowless Divine Thief!

But how would Qing possibly know /genesisforsaken

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