Chapter 231 Setting up a stall
"It's true, the Four Arts Competition is held every ten years in the Central Region, but the place is different every time. This year it's Dragon City's turn."
Every Four Arts Competition is held in a relatively prosperous city. Dragon City is not the most prosperous city in the Central Region, it is considered to be in an upper-middle-class position.
The most prosperous city in the Southern Region is nothing more than this.
Han Rui saw that there were still a lot of empty spaces on the street here, and hurriedly said to the two of them: "Ajing, Ajun, let's go set up a stall."
Jiang Yun was a little unhappy, "Didn't you come here to play today?"
"I can't play any day if I want. During the time we are on the road, we can only go out and not go in. Let's earn some spiritual stones first."< br>
After Han Rui finished speaking, she looked at the empty seats, trying to find a larger one.
Soon a smile appeared on her face, and she stopped greeting the two of them and walked quickly towards the spot she wanted. She was worried that she would be late and the spot would be occupied by someone else.
Without her greeting, Wei Mingjing and Jiang Yun didn't trust her alone, so they followed her slowly.
Han Rui walked to the place and immediately took out a long low table and set it up with three stools. She was just about to take out the elixir stored in the storage ring.
"Hey newcomer, have you paid the stall fee?"
"Ah?" Han Rui turned to look at the source of the sound and saw it was a stall next to her on the left Lord, she asked uncertainly: "Were you talking to me just now?"
"Yes, what else?"
"What you just said about paying the booth fee was... Where can I pay? Today is my first time setting up a stall here, and I don’t know the rules here.”
Han Rui has only set up a stall in Zongmenfang Market, where she does not have to pay stall fees.
However, she knew that when outsiders set up stalls, they needed to pay stall fees from the Fangshi management. In Fangshi, even if she was not a disciple of the sect, she would also have to pay.
The stall owner is a boy who looks to be 17 or 18 years old. His cultivation level is the same as that of Han Rui, who is in the early stage of foundation building.
The stall owner laughed and said, "Looking at you as a stranger, I guessed that you must not understand the rules here, so I reminded you aloud. Sure enough, my guess was good."
At this moment, Wei Mingjing and Jiang Yun also walked to the stall, so Jiang Yun asked: "What guess?"
The stall owner was surprised by Jiang Yun's interruption. Just as he showed a surprised expression, he saw the two of them walking to stand next to Han Rui. Thinking of the three stools she had put out before, he knew that the three of them were together. He smiled. Said: "So you are together."
"Yes, what do you mean by what you just said?" Jiang Yun asked again.
“I think you are new to me, so I would like to remind you to pay the stall fee before you come over to set up a stall. Otherwise, if you are discovered by the city guard later, you will be fined ten times.”
"We don't know where to pay the stall fee. Can't we wait until the city guard comes?" Han Rui asked.
"It's definitely not possible. They don't care why you didn't pay the stall fee. If you are caught, you will be fined."
Those people wish they had missed paying the stall fee so that they could generate income for their own pockets.
Han Rui asked hurriedly, "Excuse me, friend, where do we need to pay the stall fee?"
The stall owner pointed to the left and said: "It's at the exit of this street. Where is there an office that collects booth fees? "
He pointed behind a few people and said: "That is the booth number of your stall. You must report the number when you go to avoid being picked up by others. I reported your number in advance, even if this place is occupied by you, it will not belong to you in the end."
The three of them turned their heads, and a wooden sign with the number thirty-six was placed behind them. .
"It doesn't belong to us even if we pay the stall fee?" How can this make sense?
"Others won't care about you. You must give the location number before handing it in. Otherwise, they will just give you a sign without a number. If you can't find the place and don't tell me, this place won't belong to you anymore. .”
The stall owner speaks from experience. Wei Mingjing clasped his fists at him and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for informing me."
Then he turned to Han Rui and said, "Ruirui, you and Ajun are waiting here. I will hand over the booth now." Fee.”
After Wei Mingjing finished speaking, he walked towards the street on the left.
Han Rui asked the stall owner, "Fellow Taoist, if I take out the things for sale and put them on the table now, I won't be fined, right?"
The stall owner hurriedly waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay now. It's still early, and the city guards haven't started to go up yet."
"That's good."
Han Rui was relieved, and she picked out more than a dozen different types of elixirs. Put two bottles on the same table.
Jiang Yun hurriedly stretched out his hand to help arrange it.
The stall owner looked at Han Rui and asked, "Fellow Taoist, is an alchemist?"
"Yes."
Not an alchemist, how could she have so many The elixirs are put out for sale?
“What level of alchemist is your Taoist friend?”
Jiang Yun suddenly raised his head and looked at the stall owner with sharp eyes, "Why are you asking so many questions?"
If he hadn't just reminded him about the stall fee, what Jiang Yun said now would be... It doesn't sound as good anymore.
The stall owner did not expect that Jiang Yun would suddenly change his face and was stunned for a moment. However, he thought that the other party would suddenly treat him like this because his question was a bit too far, so he explained calmly: "Don't I want to see if you have the elixir I need? After all, we are neighbors, and we should take care of each other's business."
Han Rui didn't want to quarrel with others just after setting up the stall in the morning , hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Yun, signaling him not to cause trouble.
Jiang Yun withdrew his sharp gaze and continued to sort out the pill bottles.
Han Rui smiled at the stall owner, "What kind of elixir do you want, fellow Taoist, tell me, and I'll see if I have what you need here."
"It's just a second-level elixir to heal my wounds. , to replenish spiritual power, or to detoxify.”
Seeing that Han Rui’s attitude was good, the stall owner explained more, “I didn’t mean to inquire about your affairs just now, I just wanted to. I know if you can refine the second-level elixir here. What I need is the second-level elixir."
Han Rui smiled, "That's it."
She lowered her head to take it. He opened a bottle of pills and poured out a spirit-boosting pill. "Do you think this is okay? There are ten pills in this bottle, all of which are second-level middle-grade spirit-boosting pills."
"Okay, okay." As long as it's not low-grade, it's okay.
“How much does this elixir cost you in spiritual stones per bottle?”
“One pill costs five mid-grade spiritual stones, and one bottle costs fifty mid-grade spiritual stones.”
< br>The stall owner was stunned, so cheap?
Sigh. However, he doesn’t have many spiritual stones on his body, so he has to calculate them.
"Bring me two bottles of this quality. Are the others of the same quality? If so, show them to me too."
Han Rui showed him one by one and quoted the price. , the stall owner bought two more bottles of each.
It is rare to encounter such cheap elixirs, and the stall owner spent almost all the spiritual stones on his body.