On Tao Pavilion.
On the second floor, in a private room.
Cheng BuZheng, who was sitting in the chair, stretched out his hand to grab it.
A tea list was placed on the table and fell into Cheng BuZheng's hand.
On the tea list, there are rows of names of spiritual teas listed vertically, and the prices are marked at the back.
Cheng Buzheng doesn’t know it until he looks at it, but only after looking at it does he know what sky-high prices are.
Even the cheapest pot of spiritual tea requires at least five hundred low-grade spiritual stones. The most expensive one is Yuanquan Zifeng tea, which costs up to 800 spiritual stones.
These eight hundred spiritual stones are not low-grade spiritual stones, but medium-grade spiritual stones, equivalent to 80,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
No wonder, the monks who come here are at least foundation-building monks.
Ordinary monks in the Qi Refining Stage do not have such a wealthy net worth. Even if they did, they would not be willing to spend such a high price to order a pot of spiritual tea at Lundao Pavilion.
After all.
The cheapest pot of spiritual tea requires 500 low-grade spiritual stones. Even a Qi-training monk would not be willing to part with it, and even an ordinary foundation-building monk might not be willing to part with it.
It can be seen that the monks who can come here to spend money do not have a certain net worth. When they see this tea list
I am afraid they will turn around and go out immediately.
Although Cheng Buzheng secretly exclaimed
"Dark, too dark"
But his expression was still calm, as if he didn't care at all.
Soon.
Cheng Buzheng put down the tea order in his hand, looked up at the waiter standing beside him with his hands hanging down, and said calmly
"Give me a pot of Yuanquan Zifeng tea, and then let you My boss, come over and talk."
Hearing this.
"Distinguished guests, please wait a moment, I will go down and prepare now."
The attendant in green bowed quickly.
After bowing, he left directly and closed the door of the box.
In the box.
Cheng Buhuang sat on the chair with his eyes closed, as if he was concentrating with his eyes closed.
He ordered the most expensive pot of spiritual tea in the Lundao Pavilion. Of course, it was not because he had too many spiritual stones that he was burning up
Because it was a rule.
If Cheng Buzheng wants to enter the dark market, he must have a recommending monk, otherwise he will not be able to enter the dark market at all.
This is not something that everyone can enter if they want to.
Because there is a threshold for entering the dark market.
And that pot of Yuanquan Zifeng tea is a stepping stone and a benefit for introducing the monk, the owner of Lundao Pavilion.
Otherwise, without ordering a pot of Yuanquan Zifeng tea, the owner of Lundao Pavilion would not show up at all, let alone enter the dark market.
Before, Cheng Buzheng had spent a lot of money to obtain detailed information about participating in the dark market in Yuanhai Immortal City.
So Cheng Buzheng will not be reluctant to part with that little spiritual stone at this critical moment.
After all.
If you want to integrate into a new circle, you must pay a price.
Especially in a more advanced circle like this.
After participating once, there is no need to spend a lot of money to get detailed information in the future, and then order a pot of Yuanquan Zifeng tea.
If this is the case every time, then it won’t be long before the dark market in Yuanhai Immortal City becomes less and less filled with monks, and it won’t be long before the dark market disappears.
What's more, monks are not fat sheep, they are specially slaughtered.
For monks who can cultivate to the current level, the hairs attached to them are like monkey spirits, and they are all ghosts and ghosts
Maybe even the hairs are hollow
At this time.
Cheng Buzheng seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed, acting like a wise man, but his heart was not as calm as he appeared.
Not long.
Dong
Dongdong
A dull knock on the door sounded in Cheng Buzheng's ears.
"Enter",
At the same time, Cheng Buzhu, who was leaning back on the chair, opened his eyes and said calmly.
Zhi
The door of the box was pushed open, and a square-faced monk in black robes with a smile on his face walked into the box holding a wooden tray.
After Cheng Buzheng met this late Jindan monk, he knew that this old man should be the owner of Lundao Pavilion and the introducer of the dark market.
Soon.
A warm smile appeared on Cheng Buzheng's face, and his expressions changed naturally without any sense of disobedience.
He stood up, went up to him, and said
"Brother Dao is so polite that he actually delivered the tea himself. This is really embarrassing."
While talking.
The tone was like an old friend meeting again, without any sense of strangeness, and it was completely impossible to tell that this was the first time the two of them met.
He didn’t pretend to be clingy, his expression was extremely sincere.
See this.
The old man holding the tray was also startled, but he quickly reacted and said with a smile on his face
"If you can come to the old man's Taoist Pavilion, I will." It’s just the Taoist fellow’s love for the old man, what does that mean?”
“As long as the Taoist fellow comes here every day, it’s no problem for the old man to serve him tea and meals.”
"Once or twice is okay, but I can't bear more than that."
He said the last thing.
The two looked at each other and laughed.
"Fellow Taoist, please take a seat."
Cheng Buzheng said with a smile on his face.
In this regard.
The old man was not polite. He put the tray in his hand on the table and said with a smile
"Then the old man is not polite."
For a moment , there is no longer any unfamiliar atmosphere in the private room.
This is the language art of a veteran who has been in the world of immortality for many years, and it is also an instinctive reaction.
Tell people what they say when you see them, and tell ghosts when you see ghosts.
As long as you are not a particularly withdrawn monk, you can always face unfamiliar scenes calmly.
Soon.
After introducing himself and being polite, Cheng Buzheng directly expressed his intention.
"Fellow Daoist Hai, I want to join the dark market in Yuanhai Immortal City. I hope you can introduce me to it."
At the end of the sentence, Cheng Buqian, who was sitting on the chair, clasped his fists and turned to the opposite side. The old man from the sea paid homage from afar
Seeing this.
Old Man Hai stopped and said with a smile
"You are so polite, fellow Taoist. Since you have ordered our Yuanquan Zifeng tea, the old man will naturally not refuse."
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng was completely relieved.
Very good
I was able to do things after receiving the benefits and did not ask for more, which is very good
Cheng Buzheng was afraid of the lion opening its mouth
Now it seems that the previous worries were unnecessary.
"Then I'd like to thank you, fellow Taoist"
Cheng Buzheng said sincerely.
It’s best if nothing happens
Even if the tickets are a little more expensive, he will not be stingy with his smile.
The other side.
Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, Old Man Hai showed no sign of perseverance because of the high price of Yuanquan Zifeng Tea, and he felt very happy.
Whether the other party is really like this or is pretending to be bold, at least the other party does not show an ugly look, which is good.
A businessman?
Of course peace is the most important thing
What’s more, based on his ability to observe words and emotions for many years, there is a great possibility that the other party is really so strong. .
Soon.
Old Man Hai laughed and said
"Old man, I would also like to thank you fellow Taoist for taking care of my business."
Then he continued
"Fellow Taoist, the dark market opens every night at 1:00 and ends at 9:00 the next day."
"If you, fellow Taoist, want to participate in the dark market tonight, come to this pavilion before 1:00, and the old man will take you there. Go to the dark market."
"Fellow Taoist can also rest here for half a day, and no one will disturb fellow Taoist. How about the old man coming to invite fellow Taoist himself in the evening?"
Hearing this.
Cheng Buzheng gave up and said with a chuckle
"Thank you for your kindness. I am also the first to come to Yuanhai Immortal City. I also want to take a look around."
< p>"Don't bother fellow Taoist"See this.
Old Man Hai did not do much to persuade him to stay. He knew that the monk was very wary, so the other party's refusal was within the scope of his understanding.
Immediately, he reached out and took out a tea cup, held the handle of the pot, and poured tea while saying with a smile
"Fellow Taoist, although Yuanquan Zifeng Tea is not well-known, But it is also a rare kind of spiritual tea, and the spiritual stones of fellow Taoists will never be wasted."
As he spoke, waves of refreshing fragrance spread.
"Fellow Taoist, please"
Old Man Hai will give you a cupThe poured spiritual tea was handed to Cheng Buzheng.
Cheng Buzheng took the spirit tea, took a sip, thought about it for a moment and said
"Fellow Taoist words are indeed true. It is indeed a rare spirit tea. It’s worth it”
Old Man Hai squinted his eyes and said with a smile
“Fellow Taoist is also a person who understands tea”
“It’s just a joke, it’s just a little superficial. See you."
The two of them were chatting while sipping spiritual tea.
After a long time
The green-clothed attendant entered the private room and whispered a few words into Old Man Hai's ear. After that, Old Man Hai apologized to Cheng Buzheng and then went directly to the private room. After leaving
After burning a stick of incense, Cheng Buzheng also left the private room.
Originally, he told Old Man Hai, but when he learned that the other party was picking up guests, Cheng Buzheng did not bother him much and only asked the attendant in Tsing Yi to tell Old Man Hai.
Cheng Bu argued out of Lundao Pavilion and left gracefully
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