Chapter 810

As Wyatt was about to make his way into a different street, he noticed a small little stall in the corner with a piece of charred wood lying on it. His eyes immediately lit up and he walked straight over to the stall. The charred piece of wood sitting at the corner of the stall was about half a foot long and was as thick as a cucumber. The owner of the stall seemed to be an honest-looking man from the countryside. He wore a straw hat and was visibly nervous when Wyatt walked up to his stall. He pulled out a cigarette and offered it to Wyatt. "Hey there, want a cig? Take a look at whatever catches your eye. These are just a bunch of stuff I have lying around my house." Wyatt waved his hand and rejected the cigarette. He then took a look at the stall and saw that it was just filled with worthless items such as a spade, spoon, and an old kerosene lamp, among others. "I know these aren't worth that much, but if you see anything you like, just let me know. I don't usually come into tow