Father's love is like a mountain

Chapter 82 You may have made a profit, but I certainly did not lose

After seeing that booth, Xia Yongchu subconsciously weighed the Lingshi in his hand.

After the previous purchases, 2000 spirits of high-grade spirit stones should be reserved to activate the magic circle for cultivating spiritual veins; 1750 spirits of low-grade spirit stones should be reserved to purchase the batch of Simu Yunqi Pill and Bigu Pill.

The spirit stones he can control are almost spent.

Squeeze out dozens of spirits at most, no more than 100 spirits.

But that thing, maybe you should find a way to buy it.

The stall owner of that stall was a monk who looked a bit down and out.

He has a handsome appearance, wearing a light blue Confucian shirt, with a fishing rod sticking up behind his back, his cultivation should be in the Gangsha Realm, but he feels slightly stronger than Xia Yongchu.

On his booth, there were some pills, spiritual materials, medicinal herbs, a few unidentifiable things, and a half-mutilated jade pendant.

Almost no one would dare to buy the elixir from this kind of small stall.

Does anyone know if there is poison in it?Are there any harmful prohibitions?

After all, it is something to be imported, and everyone is willing to go to a big store with a good reputation to buy medicine pills.

Therefore, almost no one stayed at this person's booth, and they all looked down upon him.

Xia Yongchu thought for a while, and when he came to this person's booth, he first casually picked up the porcelain bottle containing the elixir and looked at it, curling his lips on purpose;

Looking at the few unidentifiable objects again, he asked, "Fellow Daoist, what is this?"

That monk should not be eloquent. When Xia Yongchu looked at his things, he wanted to speak a few times, but he held back.

At this time Xia Yongchu asked, but he faltered: "This is an item of a friend of mine, and I am selling it on my behalf. I don't know what it is."

Xia Yongchu pointed at a non-gold and non-iron object and said with a smile: "I snatched it, the blood is not even dry."

The man quickly picked it up, wiped it with his sleeve, seemed to want to laugh, but felt a little embarrassed, so he could only bow his head and remain silent.

"If you bought all of them, how would you sell them? Will the ten spirits be sold?"

The man showed anger: "Daoist friend, you are joking. Even if you go to a refiner to dismantle and smelt them all, and recover the basic spiritual materials, you can sell them for one or two hundred spirits."

Xia Yongchu knew it all.He pointed to those spiritual materials again, "How do you sell these?"

"This piece of fine gold is 80 spirits, and the leg bone of this Gu carving is 20 spirits. This is red paulownia wood, which is a good thing, 180 spirits..." The man gave the pile of spiritual materials one by one, and the price was quite affordable.

Xia Yongchu picked up one, looked at it carefully, and put it down again.

After looking at a few pieces like this, he finally made up his mind, pointing to a piece of "Pictoria bark", "I want this."

The man took a look, "70 spirits."

Xia Yongchu took out a spirit stone, "This is a top-grade spirit stone, which contains 100 spirits."

The man calculated: "Then I'll find you a low-grade spirit stone of 120 spirits."

"This is impossible, the ratio is wrong. Now 100 spirits of high-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for 260 spirits of low-grade spirit stones."

"How can there be such a high ratio, fellow daoist, please stop joking around." The man said displeased.

Xia Yongchu argued with him for a few words, but failed to find a point that everyone was satisfied with, so he pointed to a few spiritual materials that add up to about 180 spirits, "Then give them to me, I'll buy them all, so you don't need to look for them." .”

The man naturally refused, and after further negotiations, Xia Yongchu pointed helplessly at the pile of unidentified objects: "Then give them all to me, and I'll take them to the craftsman for recovery."

The man calculated quickly, and finally nodded: "All right."

After the transaction was completed, the man held the high-grade spirit stone, and Xia Yongchu was also very satisfied. This is called a win-win situation.

Xia Yongchu walked happily with his things in his hands. He didn't have eyes behind his back, and his spiritual sense wasn't strong enough, so he couldn't see it. The man stared at his back with resentment in his eyes.

Xia Yongchu took the pile of sundries to the refining shop and asked someone to recycle them, and sold them for 140 spirits.

As for the "Big Tree Bark", it happened to be what was needed for alchemy, so it was kept.

Of course, he kept the jade plaque.

That incomplete jade tablet has the same dragon-shaped pattern, exudes the same aura, and the same transparent green color as the half jade tablet he found from the master he killed (Chapter 11). It's a little yellow.

Looking at the edge, it should fit perfectly with the half he looted to form a complete jade pendant.

Although, maybe this is just an ordinary item.

Or it's just a piece of rubbish magic weapon that was broken into two pieces.

But it cannot be ruled out that there are some secrets hidden in it.

Anyway, after such an operation, Xia Yongchu felt that he was not at a loss.

It's just equivalent to exchanging 100 spirits of high-grade spirit stones for 140 spirits of low-grade spirit stones, biscuit tree bark, and this half jade token.

He was going to exchange for low-grade spirit stones. After all, he only needed low-grade spirit stones to buy those Bigu Pills and Simu Yunqi Pills.

It's a pity that he can't predict the future, and he left the other half of the jade tablet in the Xia Mansion and didn't take it with him, so he can't study whether it hides secrets for the time being.

After purchasing, Xia Yongchu went back to the inn and flipped through the general knowledge books he bought.

For the disciples of the famous school who are serious about the Eight Classics, these things are things they have learned before they officially started to practice. They are considered "preschool" content and are not worth a lot of money.

But for Xia Yongchu, these are good things to fill the gap in his knowledge, and he really thinks it's worth it if he can pack 30 spirits and buy them.

In this way, after two days of watching eagerly, on the fourth day early in the morning, he went to the "Sheng Sheng Tang" and got the reserved 30 bottles of Simu Yunqi Pill and 50 bottles of Bigu Pill, and bought a pill of Yunling Body Tempering Pill. Reluctantly bid farewell to Fangshi.

An hour after he left, a monk holding a fishing rod and wearing a Confucian shirt also left the square city.

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At the gate of Fangshi, Zhang Dongwei, whose face was flushed from drinking, came down and greeted the monks who were guarding the gate.

The other party knew him, with a flattering smile: "Zhang Xianchang, long time no see, your cultivation base has improved again."

Zhang Dongwei smiled and said: "It's just a fluke to break through the warm and nourishing environment, it's not worth mentioning. By the way, what good products are there in the market recently? My master has recruited two new disciples, both of whom are of excellent qualifications. It is estimated to be a year and a half I can complete the foundation building within a few years, and I want to buy some magic tools suitable for Qi training for these two juniors and juniors."

Big dog, just buy a few magical artifacts and send them in...

I have practiced Qi for several years, and I saved my salary for several years before I bought a magic weapon...

The cultivator of the Qi Cultivation Realm laughed along with him: "Qizhen Zhai and Yuzhen Pavilion have good new products, Zhang Xianchang can go and have a look."

Zhang Dongwei casually rewarded him with a low-grade spirit stone containing five spirits, and walked around the market swaggeringly.

After shopping around for a day, he bought a few magic tools he wanted, and prepared gifts for his younger brother Xia Qilan and his younger sister Xia Qiwen. Only then did he remember the task Wei Dongmin had given him, and casually took out the bracelet to look at it.

"It seems that he is no longer in Fangshi. Senior brother didn't ask me to chase after that person. Since he is no longer there, then he is no longer there. Let's just say that I have been searching hard for two days but I can't find him, so I should go back and deal with business."

Of course he wouldn't tell his brother the truth, saying that before he came to Fangshi, he visited a friend and ate and drank for two days.

(End of this chapter)