Chapter 8 Twenty Liang Spiritual Sand is Obtained
In Chen Mo’s memory, he still has some impressions of Guchenfang City.
Having already set foot in the world of cultivating immortals, he failed to join the Immortal Sect, so he went down the mountain lonely with other young talents who were eliminated. After being guided by an expert, he came to Fangshi at the foot of Ziyun Peak Mountain.
It was here that he met Boss Wei, and successfully obtained the rain-making technique and flame palm, and officially became a spiritual planter.
It seems that Fangshi is very keen on recruiting Ling Zhifu.
They couldn't welcome this kind of person who works for them and has some aptitude for cultivating immortals.
Pushing 400 kilograms of spiritual rice, we walked from the gate of Fangshi along the bluestone road. There were small merchants and hawkers on both sides of the road.
There are stalls selling various unknown exercises, miraculous medicines that are said to be collected in the mountains, or broken magic weapons.
Chen Mo pushed and walked in, as if he was shopping in an antique street.
Of course, he also knows that this place is really the same as the Antique Street in the previous life, with few real things in it.
After all, what good things can a group of low-level casual cultivators have in their hands?
"Fellow Taoist, I think you should be a spiritual cultivator. I have some high-quality spiritual rice seeds. Do you want to take a look?"
Chen Mo glanced at the other party.
Thick eyebrows, square face, long hair and beard.
There is sincerity in his eyes, and he looks like a good person.
Maybe it just looked like...
He glanced at the sack on the other side's stall again. It was indeed exuding rich spiritual energy, and the grains were crystal clear, and it looked very full.
It’s true that it’s rice, but it’s not a seed. With Chen Mo’s current level of knowledge, I’m afraid it would be difficult to tell the difference.
There is no ambiguity about seeds.
If you accidentally buy fake seeds, you will work in vain for a month or two, waste money, and miss the sowing season, which is really fatal!
For those merchants who buy fake seeds, they are completely disregarding human life and trying every means to kill them!
Of course, how many good things does the liar have?
Chen Mo thought of this, looked at the other person for a second or two, and finally left a meaningful expression and left without looking back.
The hawker was not annoyed when he saw that the other party was not fooled.
In his line of work, it’s normal to be rejected. Anyone who can be deceived is one.
The vendors on both sides of the road in Fangshi still sold some things that Chen Mo was interested in.
For example, Gengjin One Finger is a technique that can be used to eliminate insects in the ground and consumes very little spiritual energy.
However, the price of twelve taels of spiritual sand made him temporarily strapped for cash.
He has to make sure he eats first, then makes sure he practices, and finally the icing on the cake. It’s not that the flame palm can’t get rid of insects, it just consumes a lot more.
Soon, Chen Mo arrived at a grain collection station.
There are several grain stations like this in the entire city, controlled by different bosses. This is a business with a stable source of income. Monks with a little bit of strength and some relationship with the owner want to get involved.
Open the door to welcome guests.
The "One, Two, Three and Two Grain Station" is extremely busy these days. Ziyun Peak has a bumper harvest this year, and there is an endless stream of Lingzhifu coming to sell grain.
When the waiter saw a customer, he greeted him with a smile on his face: "Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist, come to my house and have a look? How about I quote you a price?"
Chen Mo nodded. Head, pushed the trolley and walked in.
In the huge store, there were seven or eight Ling Zhifu standing at the moment, all of them bargaining with the merchants.
"How to collect it?" Chen Mo asked.
“Our Ziyun Peak’s grain production this year is quite large. We will quote you the price of 12 kilograms of spiritual sand per tael. How about that?”
12 kilograms per tael?
Chen Mo frowned instantly.
In his mind, one tael for 10 pounds has almost become the conventional exchange ratio.
This is 20% cheaper. Doesn’t that mean that the part of the grain he increased is equivalent to wasted? !
Chen Mo turned around and left.
But within two steps of pushing the trolley, the waiter in the store quickly stopped him.
“Fellow Taoist, don’t leave in a hurry. How about you give me a price?”
Sure enough, they asked for prices all over the place and paid back the money on the spot.
“Nine pounds and one tael.”
“Impossible! It can’t be done!” Chen Mo pushed the cart again.
Unexpectedly, this time, the other party directly pressed the car, "11 pounds! 11 pounds! This is the price this year. If you don't want to sell it, we won't keep you."< br>
Chen Mo pushed the car out without any hesitation.
But when he walked to the door, the waiter still caught up with him, "Fellow Taoist, stay!"
"11 pounds per tael, you can't sell it." Chen Mo shook his head.
“How many pounds do you weigh?”
“400 pounds.”
The waiter thought for a moment and said, "Wait for me for a while."
400 kilograms, excluding land rent, is equivalent to the output of four acres of spiritual land. Generally, you have to go to the second floor of Qi Refining to rent four acres of spiritual land. field.
Seeing that the other party is only in his early 20s, he can now refine Qi to the second level. Even if he is just a spiritual cultivator now, he should not be underestimated in the future.
As a result, the waiter ran to report to the boss.
It took about half a cup of tea before he ran out: "What do you call fellow Taoist?"
"My surname is Chen and my given name is Mo."
"Your realm is convenient..."
"It's not convenient."
Chen Mo refused very simply.
The waiter smiled coquettishly, leaned into his ear and whispered:
"Well, I just reported to the boss and received your 400 kilograms of grain at the price of 10 kilograms in previous years, but you have to sign a verbal agreement with us."
Chen Mo frowned again.
"Don't worry, it's just a verbal agreement. The agreement is very simple. From now on, we will have priority in selling our first, second, and third grain stations each year!"
If it is just a verbal agreement, the other party's request is indeed not excessive. .
Priority does not mean it is necessary, there is still room for change.
This is also the measurement commonly used by various grain stations.
After thinking for a long time, Chen Mo nodded and said, "Okay, but I can only sell you 200 kilograms this time."
"Why?" The waiter in the shop suddenly looked unhappy.
I talked for a long time and even applied to the boss to get this price, but the other party only sold it for half? Isn't this just a joke to him? !
“I will pay the remaining 200 kilograms to Niujia Shop as an introduction fee.”
"Niu family..." The waiter swallowed it back in the middle of his words, "How many kilograms did you charge in total?"
"About 800 kilograms."
"The introduction fee is 200 kilograms. ?”
Chen Mo nodded.
The waiter hesitated for a moment and said: "Okay, 200 kilograms is 200 kilograms! Wait a minute, I will weigh the food with you!"
It took a stick of incense to reach a deal.
At this moment, Chen Mo also had twenty taels of spiritual sand in his pocket.
Lingsha is a hard currency in Fang City, and one hundred taels of spiritual sand is equivalent to a low-grade spiritual stone.
Of course, because spirit stones are so precious, few people can trade them directly.
After taking the "money", Chen Mo pushed the remaining spiritual rice and left the No. 1, 2, and 3 Grain Station.
The waiter looked at his back and spat: "Damn, they are still evil! The human spirit planters worked hard for a year and only harvested less than 30% of the grain! Oh, yes, you still have to pay for the seeds. ! ”
Following the main road of Fangshi, there are more shops on both sides of the road.
These days are the days when Ling Zhifu sells grain, and all the women on the hook fence are out, trying their best to seduce the farmers who have never seen the world.
Chen Mo took another look.
Awesome!
However, he made up his mind not to go to such a place until he had no money and strength.
(End of this chapter)