Chapter 6 The surprise appearance of the gambling stone
Ten spiritual stones?
[Is this mage too expensive?]
"If the master wants to make wine, this bag of sorghum is not bad. It only needs eight spiritual stones."
Eight spiritual stones?
[Eight spiritual stones are too expensive?]
"Ten pounds only costs one spiritual stone."
"This is already a very cheap price."
Li Chen remained calm: Alas, farmers are the exploited class everywhere.
Food prices are not allowed to increase, and cave prices are not allowed to decrease.
Where can I explain this?
Li Chen nodded and said: "I want this bag of corn."
After saying that, he took out eight spiritual stones.
"Want everything?"
Zhang Laosan was stunned for a moment, then took off the straw hat on his head, showing ecstasy.
In the past few days, he has been practicing at the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, and most of the people who come to buy food only buy a few days of rations.
After all, spiritual food is of little use to cultivators.
After some people go without food, they don’t even need to eat anything.
This bag of corn weighs a hundred pounds. If it were ordinary, it would take four or five days to sell it.
Unexpectedly, the other party bought a whole bag at once.
For Zhang Laosan, Lichen is a big customer.
[This should be sold out a few days earlier!]
When setting up a stall at the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, you need to pay a stall fee.
If you sell out a few days earlier, you can pay less.
"Okay, okay, Master, you are so open-minded. You can rest assured that this bag of corn will definitely make good wine."
"I'll give you a few more spiritual fruits! They're all freshly made, try them."
[I haven’t met such a big customer for a long time.]
As he spoke, he happily took the spirit stone and packed the whole corn.
Li Chen put his hands together in a salute, then put the corns into the Greedy Toad Rosary. He did not leave immediately, but asked:
"I wonder if the donor has any seeds here?"
The fairy species ‘Huoyun Shu’ required by ‘Thousand Days Drunk’ has long been extinct.
The corn currently on the market is too ordinary.
Li Chen wants to try to cultivate some new varieties using Xuyu gourd.
"Seed?"
These days, most people buy polished rice directly and rarely meet customers who buy seeds.
When Zhang Laosan heard this, the smile on his face visibly froze, replaced by a hint of caution.
[Could it be that...he also knows about the ‘Mononong Grave’?]
Monon's Tomb?
Li Chen was also stunned.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain.
Demon Nong's Tomb...could it be related to the ancient 'Demon Nongmen'?
Li Chen thought to himself, but his face remained calm.
"Amitabha."
"The young monk doesn't go out of the temple often, so he wants to grow some grain to make wine."
After saying that, he took off the gourd from his waist, uncorked the bottle and took a sip of it.
Deliberately reveal the strong aroma of wine and let the other party smell it...
As expected, Zhang Laosan's eyes lit up after a while of alcohol.
【What a good wine.】
[It seems that this monk simply likes to make wine.]
"Hahaha, the mage makes good wine."
"There are some seeds, but they are all stored in the cellar."
After each harvest, spiritual farmers will leave the seeds for planting in the next year.
However, the storage requirements for seeds are relatively high and cannot be stored in ordinary storage spaces, so they are stored in special cellars.
"If the Master wants it, you can go to Yangtou Village outside Shangyang City and look for it."
"There is a barrier specifically for storing seeds in Yangtou Village, and monks nearby often go there to buy them."
"Amitabha."
"Thank you so much, donor."
【What a good and polite monk.】
But Li Chen was thoughtful.
Just when the two of them completed the transaction, a causal thread emerged from Zhang Laosan's body and connected to his back.
Even Li Chen was stunned.
If there is fate, there will be cause and effect.
What is fate?
Meeting each other is fate.
The two of them completed the transaction just now, which is naturally fate.
Therefore, there is a line of cause and effect.
Li Chen picked up the thread of cause and effect, and golden light flashed in the mirror.
【Hidden Demonon's Tomb.】
After awakening to the dancing tree shadow, he can see the cause and effect corresponding to the line of cause and effect.
But at this time, Zhang Laosan was wary of himself. It was not a good time to unravel the cause and effect, so he could only keep the matter of the 'Demon Farmer's Tomb' deep in his heart, with a calm face, and secretly released a few blood-winged black mosquitoes.
Follow.
This street is very long, with monks setting up stalls on both sides.
I just like the feeling of being surrounded by shouts.
As Zen Master Lonely said, there are all kinds of things at the stalls.
And it’s much cheaper than shops in the Sihai department.
Of course, we cannot guarantee the quality. We can only say that each has its own pros and cons.
"Give me back the spiritual stone!"
Suddenly, a roar came, and a group of monks were seen not far away.
"Hey, what happened in front?"
Li Sao is holding a box of stinky tofu, while the 'outrageous' little monk (Blood Demon) beside her is carrying two candied haws, eating them with gusto.
Zen Master Loneliness looked up and immediately frowned: "Amitabha."
"That's gambling on stones."
"Gamble on stones?"
Li Chen was stunned, is there gambling on stones in the world of cultivating immortals?
"Master, what is stone gambling?"
Zen Master Loneliness sighed: "e=(′o｀*))) Alas."
"The spiritual stones we usually use are all mined from the spiritual stone veins."
"Ling jade mines may also be mined in the spirit stone veins. This kind of spirit jade mine is no different from the spirit stone mine on the surface.
But it contains the essence of the Five Elements, and its spiritual energy far exceeds that of the spiritual stone."
"And because the surface and weight of the two ores are exactly the same, it is impossible to tell them apart without cutting them."
"So the stone gambling business was born."
Li Chen couldn't help but feel ashamed.
Different world, same blind box.
The quarrel in front became even louder.
Many monks gathered around.
Li Chen was also squeezed in by the crowd.
I saw two burly men in the field, each clamping an arm and holding down the monk in the middle who was yelling.
The monk was about thirty years old, with red eyes and a face full of regret. There was a piece of ore cut from the middle under his feet.
Judging from the cross section, the white patch in the middle should be an ordinary spirit stone mine.
"Give me back my spiritual stone! Give me back my magic weapon!"
Directly in front of him was a shirtless man with a beard, his face full of disdain: "This guest officer admits defeat, pays the money with one hand, and cuts the goods with the other. I have never heard of anyone returning it.
This is a rule, do you understand?"
"You are liars, give me back my spirit stone!"
"Another crazy guy, throw him out, throw him farther away.
Don't disturb me doing business."
After that, he patted the big stone under his butt.
Next to him there are seven or eight piles of large and small ores.
These ores are completely black, the smallest is only the size of a fist, and the largest is as tall as half a person.
Separate according to size and quality.
There is a wooden sign on each pile with the price written on it.
The cheapest one requires ten spirit stones for each piece of ore.
And the most expensive piece is the stone pier under the bearded butt.
It takes a full 100 high-grade spiritual stones to exchange.
One high-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for ten middle-grade spiritual stones or one hundred low-grade spiritual stones.
And the gambling stone under the bearded butt is equivalent to 10,000 low-grade spiritual stones!!
ps: monthly tickets, recommended tickets, come to the bowl~