Chapter 679 Are you interested in going to the black market?

  Feeling Su Yunling's gaze, Gu Zhiqi muttered in a low voice, "I'm not picky about food."

   Then, I started to bury my head in the porridge.

  The appearance of eating porridge seriously does not look like a picky eater.

  Su Yunling bent her lips, and put a small bun into Gu Zhiqi's dinner plate, "Although I didn't cook the porridge, I did make the bun."

  Gu Zhiqi didn't speak, but silently put the buns in his mouth.

  She is indeed not picky about food, but she prefers to eat something that tastes good.

   So far, the most delicious food I have eaten is made by Su Yunling.

  Whether it is moon cakes, cakes or rice.

  Tang Yichen couldn't keep his mouth shut. Hearing what Su Yunling said, he immediately opened his mouth, "Hey? Did you make the buns? Didn't you make your tea all the time in the morning?"

   As he spoke, he picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

  Su Yunling didn't reply to him, and ate alone.

  However, he has been eating steamed stuffed buns all the time, and he only took a sip of the porridge and never moved again.

   After breakfast, Tang Yichen leaned over to Gu Zhiqi, and muttered in a low voice, "Did you see the third brother's porridge? Just took a sip."

  Gu Zhiqi heard the words, followed Tang Yichen's eyes to look at the bowl in front of Su Yunling.

  It doesn’t contain much, but there is a lot left.

  Tang Yichen continued to complain, "The one who picks the most is himself, and he still talks about us."

  Su Yunling listened to Tang Yichen's whispers, looked sideways, and gave Tang Yichen a faint glance.

  Feeling Su Yunling's gaze, Tang Yichen immediately fell silent.

   "We're going to the black market tonight, are you interested?" Thinking that Gu Zhiqi didn't answer his question just now, Su Yunling asked again.

  Gu Zhiqi turned his head sideways, looked back at Su Yunling, "Black market?"

   What is that place?

  Seeing Gu Zhiqi's doubts, Su Yunling slightly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you heard of the black market in the imperial capital?"

  Gu Zhiqi shook his head.

  Seeing Gu Zhiqi shaking his head, Tang Yichen immediately opened his mouth and acted as an introducer, "The black market in the imperial capital is a place full of fish and dragons, and the things sold there are also strange and weird. There are things of unknown origin, and there are also real rare treasures..."

  When Gu Zhiqi heard this, he immediately understood that the black market in the imperial capital was actually similar to the ghost market in Yancheng.

   However, the ghost market sells more items related to metaphysics, while in the black market of the imperial capital, there are relatively few items related to metaphysics, and the types of items traded in it are much more than those in the ghost market in Yancheng.

After Tang Yichen finished introducing the black market, Su Yunling looked sideways at Gu Zhixi and said, "There is one medicinal ingredient that I couldn't find on the list of medicinal ingredients. I heard that there is one in the black market. I plan to go and see it myself. If you are interested, you can go together."

  After listening to Su Yunling's words, Gu Zhiqi asked, "Which medicinal material is missing?"

  Su Yunling: "Xuanyuesi."

   Xuan Yuesi?

   That thing is really hard to find.

  Gu Zhiqi nodded lightly, "Let's go together."

  **

   After breakfast, several people went out together.

  At ten o'clock this morning, Yi Tingfeng and Yi Tingyu will have a concert.

  Yesterday, Yi Tingfeng gave several people a few tickets, telling them to go to the concert.

   It happens that I have nothing to do today, so I can go to cheer my friends.

  On the way to the concert, Fu Xiyan finally spoke up, and brought up something that Gu Zhiqi had considered for a long time.

"Xiaoqi." Su Yunling and Gu Zhiqi sat in the back seat, Tang Yichen was driving the car, Fu Xiyan sat in the passenger seat and turned his head slightly, looked at Gu Zhiqi and asked, "My grandfather has been suffering from a strange illness for many years, I have invited countless famous doctors but couldn't find the cause, I want to ask you to see my grandfather, are you free?"

  Gu Zhiqi is immersed in editing the mental method file on his mobile phone.

  (end of this chapter)