In the early morning, a touch of fish belly white just appeared on the sky, and Wang Chen quietly walked out of the alley.
He was wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, with gray beard and hair, and a pale face. He was so thin that he seemed to have no strength to restrain a chicken.
It's just the faint aura of high-level Qi training that makes people dare not underestimate him.
People were coming and going on the long street, and most of the shops along the street were open or were opening.
Wang Chen walked through the familiar streets and alleys and came to a teahouse.
This teahouse provides breakfast. He found a seat and ordered a pot of spiritual tea and a basket of steamed buns.
While eating, I listened to the chatter of the tea drinkers around me.
These tea drinkers are basically neighbors nearby, and they are very well-informed. There are many major and minor events happening in Wanxiu City, which they are keen to talk about.
Having heard enough of the gossips and rumors in the world, Wang Chen drank some spiritual tea to relieve his tiredness, finished the fragrant and hot animal meat buns, then paid for the meal and left the teahouse.
The price of spiritual tea and steamed buns here is almost twice that of Dongwuzhai.
It is really not easy for ordinary casual cultivators to settle down in Wanxiu City.
Near the tea house, there is a large market.
Wang Chen came here to set up a stall today.
After paying one day's rent to the manager of the market, he quickly set up his own stall in the corner.
There is no way, Wang Chen came a little late, and the good seats were taken by others.
There are a total of four markets that can set up stalls in Wanxiu City. The stalls are first come, first served. There are no restrictions on the items sold, but the rent is quite expensive.
It takes fifty times a day!
When it comes to setting up stalls, Wang Chen is also quite experienced.
He did not shout loudly or hang up eye-catching banners like other stall owners, but arranged the talismans he refined last night according to their varieties one by one.
Then he sat back on the wicker chair, took out a goose feather fan and placed it on his knees, and began to close his eyes and meditate.
Although Wang Chen's location was quite remote, there were many monks who came to catch the morning market, so it didn't take long for someone to appear in front of his stall.
"Huh?"
The visitor's eyes swept over Wang Chen's stall, showing an expression of surprise.
These talismans, arranged in different categories on the long table, each one contains spiritual light and are almost perfect in appearance. Even if you look at them with the most critical eyes, you can't find any faults.
In a market full of fish and fish, the talismans refined by Wang Chen were like gold among the gravel.
The light cannot be hidden at all!
"Hiss~"
The visitor took a closer look and couldn't help but gasped: "Fellow Taoist, the price of your talisman is too high!"
Wang Chen divided the tables used to set up stalls and display goods into three areas: low-level, intermediate and high-level.
Low-level spells are clearly priced at two spirits per piece, mid-level spells are five spirits, and high-level spells are up to ten spirits!
Although the prices in Wanxiu City are high, the price of the first-level talisman corresponding to the Qi training level is much higher than in other places.
This is mainly because it is easy to get started with making talismans, and the cost of learning is much lower than that of alchemy, weapon refining, beast control, puppets, etc. A large number of monks work part-time as talisman makers, and the output of first-level talismans is huge, so naturally
Depressed the market price.
The price marked by Wang Chen is almost 50% higher than the market price, and the high-level spells are even more cruel!
It is not easy for everyone to earn spiritual stones these days, and most of the people who come to Fang City are middle- and lower-class monks from Wanxiu City.
The price is really discouraging.
Wang Chen didn't answer and directly threw out a mahogany sign.
There are nine big words in the letter: The actual price is clearly stated and no counter-offering is allowed!
"laugh!"
The visitor sneered and turned away.
Wang Chen didn't pay attention and didn't even bother to look at him.
The batch of talismans he took out were all made by master-level craftsmen. Those who really know the goods will never find them too expensive.
What is Bige?
Bige would rather destroy everything than sell it at a discount.
If you like it, buy it, if you don’t want to buy it, go away. If you buy more, you’ll get a lower price!
The monks came to Wang Chen's stall one after another, but none of them actually bought anything.
Some people immediately retreated when they saw the price, and some tried to bargain with Wang Chen. When they didn't get a response, they cursed and left.
There are also those who are hesitant, wanting to buy but hesitant.
After all, the price of three or five spiritual stones for a magic talisman is difficult for ordinary monks to afford.
As a result, from morning to noon, Wang Chen didn’t sell a single talisman!
Wang Chen ignored the strange looks from the stall owners around him. He took out a red sandalwood tea table from his storage bag, placed it on the Ningshen incense burner and the red clay tea burner, and cooked himself a pot of spiritual tea.
While sipping tea, I read Taoist books.
While wandering around the city two days ago, Wang Chen bought a lot of books from a bookstore.
He can watch it for a long time.
Although Wang Chen's business is extremely bleak, his appearance, dress and temperament distinguish him from the professional stall owners around him who are full of philistine atmosphere.
Just like a green lotus growing out of the mud!
In the afternoon, Wang Chen's business finally opened.
His first customer was a middle-aged monk. Although he was dressed rather shabbily, his eyes were sharp and his temperament was fierce. At first glance, he could tell that he had experienced hundreds of battles and was either a fighting cultivator or a hunting cultivator.
He took five evil-proof talismans and five meteor fire talismans, leaving behind twenty spirits.
With the first bet, Wang Chen's business suddenly showed a healthy development trend. By the time he closed the stall in the evening, he had sold a lot of talismans one after another.
It includes some advanced spells.
For example, the Evil Suppressing Talisman.
The income exceeds 300 lings!
Wang Chen's elementary talisman-making skills have already reached the level of Dzogchen. The success rate of refining first-level talismans is almost 100%. Coupled with the high selling price, the profit is quite considerable.
Wang Chen was quite satisfied with this.
It's just the beginning now. Once his brand is launched, it won't be a problem to earn 30,000 spiritual stones within half a year.
Of course, just 30,000 spirit stones were not enough, he had to rent a cave in Beishan to practice.
Coupled with the usual cost of food and clothing, no matter how many spiritual stones there are, it is still too much.
"Xiang has met Taoist friend."
Just as Wang Chen was putting away his stall and preparing to leave, a man in smart clothing appeared in front of him, clasped his fists and saluted: "My master wants to talk to you, please come with me."
Got targeted so quickly?
Wang Chen was somewhat surprised.
He used his master-level talisman-making skills to fish for spiritual stones, and he had already anticipated such a possibility.
Unexpectedly, on the first day he set up his stall, someone would become interested in him.
"Idle people in the mountains are used to being at ease."
Wang Chen replied calmly: "If you don't like socializing with others, please go back."
After saying that, he ignored the other party and left Fangshi on his own.
Before walking very far, Wang Chen was keenly aware of a "tail" following behind him.
He blended into the bustling crowd, activated the Dzogchen-level breathing technique, and instantly disappeared from the sight of his pursuers.