The Rise of the Cultivation Family

Chapter 251 Selling Spiritual Fruit and Spiritual Grass
After returning to Piaomiao Peak from Wangyue Peak, Yun Yongzhu went directly to the library courtyard of the cave. Wang Yiming was already waiting at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Uncle Yun, you are back."

"Well, go in and bring both the spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits."

The two of them walked into the yard together and walked into the warehouse.

The warehouse is very spacious, and all the treasures in Yun Yongzhu's spiritual field are stored in it.

As soon as Yun Yongzhu came in, he could see more than a dozen large boxes made of Jueling wood not far from the door. He knew that they contained spiritual rice, ranging from the upper, middle and lower grades of the first level.

On the east and west sides of the warehouse are wooden shelves of various sizes, with thousands of wooden and jade boxes stacked on them.

"Uncle Yun, all the spiritual fruits here are the spiritual fruits that were put into storage yesterday. The categories of spiritual fruits are all posted on the shelves. The ones over there are the green blood grass and blood returning grass that were just excavated."

Yun Yongzhu looked at where Wang Yiming was pointing and nodded, indicating that he understood. Then with a wave of his hand, he put most of the boxes into the storage bag, leaving only about [-] wooden boxes.

Most of what was left behind were spiritual fruits, and Yun Yongzhu planned to keep them for himself to enjoy. He also wanted to take some back to his family to give his family and clan members a taste.

There are also some green blood grass and blood recovery grass that Yun Yong is planning to take back to Yunwu Mountain. Whenever he has free time, he can refine them into elixirs and give them to his tribe.

Looking at the warehouse that was mostly empty, Yun Yongzhu and Wang Yiming flew out of Piaomiao Peak and headed for the nearby Qingyunfang City.

Since he worshiped at Piaomiao Peak, he rarely goes to Xiaofang Market in the sect. On weekdays, Wang Yiming goes to Fang Market to buy the daily necessities of the cave.

Therefore, Wang Yiming was more familiar with Qingyunfang City. With him leading the way, the two of them soon arrived at Wanbao Pavilion.

"Junior brother is very worried. I am the steward of the second floor of Wanbao Pavilion in Qingyunfang City. Zhao Wuji, do you need anything?"

"Senior Brother Zhao, my junior brother is Yun Yongzhu, a disciple of Piao Miao Peak. He came here this time to sell a batch of spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits grown in his spiritual fields."

The monk surnamed Zhao immediately stood up in awe and greeted Yun Yongzhu.

"Junior brother Yun is so polite. Senior brother is so blind that he didn't recognize Mr. Zhu."

Yun Yongzhu knew that he was somewhat famous in the sect, but he was still a little surprised when the other party recognized him as soon as he mentioned his name.

But this is better. The reason why Yun Yongzhu mentioned his identity was to facilitate Wang Yiming's future actions. Otherwise, who would care about him, a small disciple in the outer sect's Qi training period.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you are so polite. Can you take a look at my elixir and fruit first?"

"Yes, yes, junior brother Yun, please take out your elixir and spiritual fruit and take a look."

Yun Yongzhu took out eight jade boxes.

"Inside are six kinds of first-order low-grade spiritual fruits. There are also two boxes containing green blood grass and blood returning grass. Senior Brother Zhao, please check."

The monk surnamed Zhao gently opened all the boxes and looked at them carefully one by one. Soon he became happy.

"Junior Brother Yun, are your spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs all of this quality?"

"That's of course. Although my spiritual field is only a first-level high-grade one, it is still on a second-level spiritual vein. Therefore, the quality of these spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs cannot be doubted. Moreover, they have only been harvested for two days, and their quality is also poor. very good."

"I see. No wonder the spiritual energy contained in these spiritual fruits and spiritual grasses is so rich. I wonder how many green blood grasses, blood-recovering grasses and spiritual fruits Junior Brother Yun has in his hands?"

"There are 1700 green blood grasses, 340 blood returning grasses, 200 yellow jade peaches, red jade peaches, and jasper peaches, 4000 green jujubes and pink jujubes, and 20 red pomeloes."

Zhao Wuji listened, thought for a while, and then spoke carefully.

"Junior Brother Yun, the green blood grass counts as one of the five spirit stones, and the blood returning grass counts as one of the eight spirit stones. What do you think?"

Yun Yongzhu nodded in agreement. The purchase price was a bit high, but the quality of his medicine was also very high. He asked how to collect the spiritual fruit.

"Lingtao costs 0.9 spiritual stones each, Lingzao costs 0.05 spiritual stones each, and red pomelo costs 4 spiritual stones each. Junior Brother Yun, are these prices interesting enough?"

Yun Yongzhu is not very satisfied. He has already tasted these spiritual fruits. The quality of these spiritual fruits is extraordinary, and the spiritual power they contain is richer than ordinary first-order low-grade spiritual fruits. Moreover, the size of the spiritual fruits is not small. The price of this spiritual jujube is somewhat Low.

He was not in a hurry to refute, but took out more than a dozen boxes containing spiritual fruits, found the spiritual jujubes, and handed the box containing the green jujubes to the other party.

"Senior Brother Zhao, try it first before talking."

Zhao Wuji raised his eyebrows, indicating that he was dissatisfied with his purchase price, so he picked up a jujube and finished it after three times and five divided by two. "This jujube tastes good, and the spiritual energy contained in it is indeed abundant. Each is 0.06 spirit stones. I will accept all 8000 of them. What do you think?"

"Add more. I have these spiritual fruits that ripen every year, and I also have first-level medium and high-grade spiritual fruits. I will look for you to take action in the future."

After hearing this, he pondered for a moment, and then Zhao Wuji said: "Okay, each of these spiritual dates costs 0.065 spiritual stones. Junior Brother Yun, have you brought all the spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs?"

Yun Yongzhu looked at the space inside the house.

"I brought it with me, but I'm afraid it won't fit in this room."

"Junior Brother Yun, please follow me."

Yun Yongzhu asked Wang Yiming to follow him, and the two followed the old man named Zhao out of the house, walked through the long corridor, and entered a vacant room that was two or three times larger than the original room.

"Junior Brother Yun, do you think this room is big enough?"

"enough."

Then he put all the tens of thousands of boxes he had brought into the storage bag.

"They're all here. Senior Brother Zhao counts them."

The old man surnamed Zhao swept his mind and the number was clear in his mind.

Then he opened a few jade boxes at will, and the quality of the spiritual fruits and herbs inside was indeed the same as what Yun Yongzhu said.

After matching up all the spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits mentioned by Yun Yongzhu, he brushed his hand over his storage bag, and instantly there was a small pile of spiritual stones spread on the ground.

"Junior brother Yun, this is 12360 spirit stones. You can also order some."

After Yun Yongzhu took out the spirit stones, his consciousness swept over them, and there were no more and no less.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's a pleasure to cooperate. Also, please recognize the disciple behind me.

His name is Wang Yiming. He is my spiritual husband and the manager of my cave. From now on, the spiritual fruits harvested every year will be sent to Wanbao Pavilion for sale by him. Please don't embarrass him. "

The old man surnamed Zhao looked happy when he heard this, nodded quickly and said: "This is natural, Junior Brother Yun, don't worry."

Then he turned to Wang Yiming, nodded and said, "Little friend Wang, you are polite."

Wang Yiming was flattered and bowed respectfully to the old man named Zhao.

"Senior Zhao, please take good care of me in the future."

Yun Yongzhu exchanged a few polite words with the old man named Zhao, and then returned to Piaomiao Peak with Wang Yiming.

After returning to Wozhu Residence, Wang Yiming stopped Yun Yongzhu who was about to go to the warehouse.

Seeing his hesitation, Yun Yongzhu couldn't help but wonder.

"Only you can tell me what's going on. If there's anything you need my help with, that's okay."

Wang Yiming plucked up the courage and told Yun Yongzhu the whole story.

It turned out that he wanted to use the price of the sale to Wanbao Pavilion to buy a batch of spiritual fruits for his family from Yun Yongzhu.

The spiritual power contained in spiritual fruits is several times that of spiritual rice. Monks who cannot afford elixirs will start with spiritual fruits.

These spiritual fruits were grown by Wang Yiming himself. Of course he knew that these spiritual fruits contained higher spiritual power than those sold in the market.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Fortunately, there are still more than 2000 in the warehouse."

"Uncle Yun, our family is small, only about thirty people, and we only need 300 spiritual fruits."

Three hundred is really not many, Yun Yongzhu thought to himself.

"I'm going to Kuyuan, you come with me."

(End of this chapter)