"Where is the stall No. 69 in Ding District?"
Wu Tao shuttled through Ding District of Fang City, holding the stall rental voucher in his hand. He spent 60 broken spirit stones and rented two day stall.
The market is so big that it’s a bit hard to find.
"Little fellow Taoist, what are you looking for?"
At this time, Wu Tao heard Han Tiezhu's voice. He looked up and saw Han Tiezhu standing at his spiritual rice stall. , I found this place without realizing it.
Wu Tao stepped forward and said, "Uncle Han, I'm looking for a stall. Look at No. 69, District D."
As he said that, he showed Han Tiezhu the stall rental voucher.
Han Tiezhu took a closer look and was immediately happy. He smiled and said, "Little fellow Taoist, this is not a coincidence. No. 69, Ding District, is just to my left. I am No. 70, Ding District."
Wu Tao looked at the empty stall to the left of Han Tiezhu and saw a small plaque with No. 69, District D, inscribed on it.
"This brand is too small, no wonder it's so hard to find." Wu Tao complained, turned around and thanked Han Tiezhu, "Thank you, Uncle Han, otherwise I would have to find it again."
Han Tiezhu smiled honestly and waved his hand, saying, "You're welcome, by the way, you set up a stall to sell something."
Wu Tao came to the stall, took off the baggage from behind, put a piece of cloth on it, and took out the He carefully placed the robes, then took out a wooden sign that had been written in advance, pointed at the sign and said to Han Tiezhu, "Uncle Han, look."
Han Tiezhu looked at the wooden sign and saw that it was crooked. There is a line written on the first-level and second-level blast robe, with a price tag of fifteen low-grade spiritual stones. < /p>
Wu Tao Haoran said, "Uncle Han, I am short of money. Besides, I think this place is quite good."
"Uncle, how do you sell this spiritual rice?" "Han Tiezhu wanted to talk to Wu Tao, but some casual cultivators came up to ask about the price. Han Tiezhu quickly greeted the guests.
Wu Tao took out a futon, sat cross-legged on it, and looked at the street. This street was full of people selling groceries, and he was the only one selling robes.
If no one competes with me, it will be sold quickly.
He thought happily as he looked at the immortal cultivators coming and going on the street.
"You must sell it in two days."
In two days, it will be the day when Yahang collects the rent. If it is not sold, there will be no spiritual stone to pay. Rent, not even a place to stay.
It is not very safe outside the city.
It’s not that there are many beasts.
Sometimes, cultivators are more terrifying than wild beasts.
Wu Tao looked at the casual cultivators walking by one by one. Some of them glanced at Wu Tao's stall. When they saw the price on the wooden sign, they were immediately discouraged and left directly.
Fifteen pieces of low-grade spirit stones are indeed more than a dollar too expensive for a low-level casual cultivator.Click.
Thinking about the original owner mining in Qingling Sect, he could only get three spiritual stones a month, but this first-level and second-level robe required five months of no food or drink to buy.
Among the four arts of cultivating immortality, magic weapons, elixirs, and formations are the most expensive because of their high cost. The talismans are cheaper, low cost, and mostly disposable.
His robe was refined twice before it was successfully refined once. It consumed six spark stones and two kilograms of demon silk. The cost price was five low-grade spiritual stones, and it was sold for fifteen yuan. It can be said that it was perfect. Not expensive.
Besides, the cost also includes booth fees, and transaction tax is required if the transaction is successful.
This does not include labor costs.
Han Tiezhu made a deal and received a hundred broken spiritual stones. His face was full of joy, and he turned to Wu Tao and said, "I don't know what my little Taoist friend's name is yet."
"Li Mo" Wu Tao still used a pseudonym.
Although Manager Wang doesn't care about him, if one day he hears the news that he is still alive, there is no guarantee that he will not be tempted to kill and silence him, so it is better to be cautious.
Han Tiezhu smiled and said, "Li Mo, what a good name. I'll call you Li Xiaoyou. Li Xiaoyou, I don't know what your robe is. I'm sorry, I shouldn't pry."
Han Tiezhu said this It's a big taboo in the world of immortality. Don't pry into other people's privacy easily. Even if Wu Tao's robe comes from a wrong origin, he can't inquire about it.
What if you meet someone who is difficult to get along with and secretly hates you, and if you find an opportunity to fall in love with you later, you will regret it.
It’s not like this has never happened before.
Wu Tao was not angry, he just said it was okay and passed it.
As for refining it by myself, I haven’t gotten to know Han Tiezhu to this extent yet.
The day passed quickly, and the market closed at sunset. Wu Tao did not successfully sell the robe, and no one even asked.
On the other hand, Han Tiezhu next to him was very happy after selling ninety kilograms of spiritual rice and earning three low-grade spiritual stones.
Wu Tao looks envious
After a day at the stall, exhausted both physically and mentally, Wu Tao cleaned up the stall, said goodbye to Han Tiezhu, and then returned to his residence. After returning to his residence, he turned around and Just go to bed, not even in the mood to eat dinner.
Early the next morning, Wu Tao took a cup of cold water and washed his face. When he saw himself in the basin, it was obvious that his body was black.
Could it be that the blackness of my seal did not attract customers to think about this? He took out a long piece of black cloth, covered his forehead, and then came to Fangshi to set up a stall.
"Huh"
Taking a long breath, Wu Tao secretly cheered himself up in his heart to dispel the gloomy mood. If the stall owner had a bad face, no customers would come forward to ask. Inquired.
"Little friend Li, don't be anxious. This is how business is done. I haven't sold a pound of rice for three or four days before." Han Tiezhu comforted him when he heard Wu Tao sigh.
"Thank you, Uncle Han, for your concern."
But where is Han Tiezhu?Know his difficulties.
The morning passed quickly, and there was someone pushing a small wooden cart to sell lunch. Wu Tao was hungry, so he spent a broken spirit stone to sell a lunch, one meat and one vegetarian, which was always shocking in his heart. It feels like eating lunch on a train in a previous life.
After lunch, Wu Tao cheered up and looked at the passers-by. As long as they looked at his sign a few times, he would ask if they needed a robe.
All hard work pays off. .
After asking about ten people, a middle-aged male dressed like a casual cultivator finally came forward and asked, "This robe of yours costs fifteen low-grade spiritual stones. It's too expensive. Can you do it?" "A little less"
Wu Tao smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, this is a first-level and second-level gale robe. It is indispensable. If it is less, I will lose money."
Middle-aged casual monk." The Light Body Talisman only contains four low-grade spiritual stones, which is a little faster than the Gale Wind Robe."
Wu Tao's face froze, and he patiently explained, "Fellow Taoist, the Light Body Talisman is a one-time use. Yes, you can’t even buy four of them with fifteen spiritual stones. Although it is faster than my robe, my robe is not disposable and can be used for a long time.”
The middle-aged casual cultivator said, "Then how did you get this robe? If you come here in a wrong way, if the former master comes to find you, you will lose your life."
Wu Tao took the robe and lowered his head. She assured him, "Fellow Taoist, please rest assured. You see, this robe is brand new. It was definitely not from a bad origin, but was made by someone else."
"You made it" middle-aged casual cultivator's face A look of shock flashed across his face, but he quickly covered it up. Shock is not suitable for bargaining. "Then show me the certificate of the weapon refiner certified by the Wuquan Mountain Refining Hall."
"Uh" this But Wu Tao was stumped, he really didn't.
Seeing this, the middle-aged casual cultivator immediately said with joy, "You don't have a certificate as a weapon refiner. How can I believe that you made it? How can I believe in your quality? I see that fellow Taoist sellers are sincere in selling, and so do I." Buy sincerely, buy it at the fixed price, thirteen yuan of low-grade spiritual stones, if you can, the deal will be done.”
Thirteen yuan, six yuan for rent, one yuan for Zhang Li, and 10% of the transaction tax, one yuan and thirty stones After breaking the spirit stone, Wu Tao was quickly calculating in his mind. He shook his head and said, "Fellow Taoist, it's really not possible."
"Okay, if you don't sell it sincerely, then goodbye," said the middle-aged casual cultivator. Just leave without hesitation.
He was being manipulated. Once upon a time, he had manipulated others in this way. Wu Tao quickly took his hand and said, "Well, if you really want to buy it, fellow Taoist, don't say anything about thirteen low-grade spiritual stones." Okay, fourteen low-grade spiritual stones, if they break within a month, the warranty will be fixed, so what?"
This was his final bottom line.
The middle-aged casual cultivator calculated in his mind for a moment, nodded and said "OK"
Wu Tao breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that the man would regret it, so he quickly wrote the transaction voucher, and then handed over the money with one hand and the other. delivery.
Looking at the other person's back holding the robe and leaving, I just felt that the other person's back was shining with light. It was not easy, and I finally sold it.
Wu Tao almost shed tears of excitement.
"GreetingsI'm glad that little friend Li sold the robe, eh, it's better to sell the robe, and the spiritual stone came out like a gush. By the way, Li Xiaoyou, don’t you want to buy spiritual rice? I’ll weigh it for you.” Han Tiezhu looked at the fourteen white spiritual stones in Wu Tao’s hand, feeling envious in his heart
Hearing this, Wu Tao immediately put the spiritual stones in his hand close to his body Putting it down, he cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Han, I will do it next time, I will do it next time. ”
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