(Revise the previous chapters. If the plot is not connected, it is because it has not been revised yet. Sorry!)
Chapter 18: Cut and sell now
Li Xiu looked for an opening at the most popular stall selling spirit beast blood, but the stalls were next to each other, leaving no room at all.
Reluctantly, Li Xiu moved to a place with fewer people. When he was near a corner, he reluctantly squatted beside the stone pillar between the two stalls.
It was too embarrassing to shout and sell, so Li Xiu thought about it and planned to do a live broadcast to bring the goods!
He took out a medicine box for medical treatment from the storage bag, and also took out the wine jar containing Mo Ling Wu Suo.
The medicine box for medical consultation contains scissors and a knife, as well as a medicine lake for holding medicinal soup and boiling medicine.
Li Xiu took out a small horse, covered the medicine box and used it as a small table, spread a piece of oil paper cloth and began to dissect the wine jar of Mo Ling Wusuo.
Using a knife and scissors, Li Xiu cut open the black body of an ink spirit Wushuo and searched for the ink sac inside.
After cutting and cutting, he finally pierced a thin sac the size of a USB flash drive with a pair of scissors. Thick black ink scattered on the table, and the ink stuck to Li Xiu's hand. Only then did he find where Mo Ling Wusuo's ink sac was.
After throwing the failed dissection into the medicine pot, Li Xiu took out another Mo Ling Wusuo and dissected it again.
His technique was still messy. When he grabbed Mo Ling Wusuo's ink sac with his fingers, he cut it down and most of the ink in it spilled out.
Only a small half of the ink was squeezed into the medicine-making bowl, and the ink inside was only as small as the belly of your little finger.
Li Xiu went to the wine jar again to pick up the corpse of a Black Spirit Wusuo, but before he could do anything to the corpse this time, someone was already frowning and sighing next to him.
"Alas! Fellow Taoist's method is simply a waste of natural resources! How can Moling Wusuo handle it like this?"
Li Xiu Xunsheng raised his head and saw a sloppy old man with the Mediterranean Sea on his head looking at the Wusuo corpse in front of him with a look of regret.
The bald old Taoist pointed his finger at Mo Ling Wusuo and shook his head.
"How about you, fellow Taoist, sell this Wusuo to Pindao at a low price, and Pindao comes to teach fellow Taoist how to squeeze out the black ink?"
"How many spiritual stones can I produce?" Li Xiu was overjoyed when business came to his door and started to speak politely.
"Well, to be honest, this technique is passed down from generation to generation! If fellow Taoists are willing, the reward for this poor Taoist is this Wushuo, your bowl of talisman ink and the meat of several Wushuo!" said the bald old Taoist.
Afterwards, he licked his lips.
Li Xiu's original joy suddenly disappeared. He was silent on his face and cursed in his heart.
After working on it for a long time, this old man actually wants to have sex for free! That’s not okay!
"Brother, you are my first customer here. Others sell this Moling Wusuo for ten pieces of spirit stone. I will give you a 20% discount and give all the Wusuo meat to my brother! Do you think it's okay?
Although I have a unique technique for squeezing out black ink, I can’t learn it at the moment. I’d better cut it slowly by myself, and I won’t waste much anyway!”
After Li Xiu finished speaking, he went back to studying the anatomy of Mo Ling Wusuo.
Now the bald old man didn't know what to say!
The value of Moling Usso is actually very high, but it is not dispensable. There are many substitutes for it, and compared to the value of Moling Usso, the cost and method of obtaining the substitutes are more advantageous.
That’s why the price of Moling Wusuo is not much higher than the alternatives!
What is really valuable is that the compatibility of Moling Wusuo is better than other stable spiritual blood materials! The formula requires fewer auxiliary materials and is more error-tolerant!
It is a natural material that can become spiritual ink without any processing!
The bald old Taoist thought again and again, but he still stepped forward to stop Li Xiu from dissecting Mo Ling Wusuo.
"Brother, I will only demonstrate the eight spiritual stones once! But this Wusuo and the previous Wusuo and Wumo must be given to me!"
Li Xiu pretended to be hesitant on his face. One and a half black inks plus the corpses of three ink spirit Wusuo, a hugely profitable deal is simply not a good deal!
"Let's add another spiritual stone! I worked on this jar of Wusuo for a long time and got it from my senior!"
Li Xiu looked like he was working hard, and when he saw people gathered around him, his mind suddenly turned around and he mentioned an unreasonable senior.
The bald old man took out nine spiritual stones and handed them to Li Xiu. Then he stretched out his palm and grabbed the corpse of Mo Ling Wusuo in front of Li Xiu.
Insert the two middle fingers and ring fingers of the left and right hands toward the connection between Mo Ling Wusuo's head and body.
Squeeze with your thumb and gently pull the hook with your middle finger and ring finger.
Li Xiu only saw Mo Ling Wusuo's corpse turned inside out like a glove.
The ink sac was completely exposed, and the bald old man gently pulled off a piece of crystal clear fascia. When the fascia was pulled out, the bald old man squeezed Mo Ling Wusuo's ink sac.
The black ink followed the old way's squeeze and dripped little by little from the location where the fascia was drawn out.
When the ink sac was deflated, the veteran used small scissors to cut off the ink sac, and there were still a few drops of black ink left in it.
Li Xiu secretly admired it, this method was really convenient for an experienced person!
The bald old Taoist picked up Li Xiu's porcelain bowl and pulled out the cork of an inscribed porcelain bottle in the storage bag.
A fishy smell floated out from the porcelain bottle, and the bald old man poured the unknown spiritual blood in the porcelain bottle into the bowl.
After mixing all the spiritual ink in the bowl with the spiritual blood, he watched the spiritual blood slowly turn dark red. Then he poured the mixed spiritual ink back into the porcelain bottle.
After doing this, the bald old Taoist chanted the incantation again, and a ball of water mist was produced in the old Taoist's hand. While the water mist washed away the porcelain bowl, he brought the porcelain bottle closer.
The water mist enveloping the blood all fell into the porcelain bottle, and then the bald old man sealed the porcelain bottle with satisfaction.
Li Xiu took the clean porcelain bowl with a hint of envy, put away the nine spiritual stones with tears in his eyes, and sent the bald man away. He then went to get the corpse of Mo Ling Wusuo in the wine jar.
A young Taoist wearing patches waited for the bald old Taoist to go away. He pointed at the Mo Ling Wusuo on Li Xiu's medicine box and asked:
"How many spiritual stones can this Moling Wusuo sell directly, fellow Taoist?"
"Ten spiritual stones each. Does this fellow Taoist want to buy one?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Can you sell the three Wushuo at a 20% discount? The Taoist friend just bought the three Wushuo!" Patch Youth said with determination.
A 20% discount on three Wushuo is equivalent to twenty-four spiritual stones, which is already a huge profit! Li Xiu has long wanted to sell these Black Spirit Wushuo, but he has to be more reserved and less painful.
Bar!
"If fellow Taoist buys three at one time, then let's buy twenty-five spirit stones! Three must not be less than twenty-five spirit stones! You can only buy five for forty spirit stones!" Li Xiu said in an extremely painful tone.
Said softly.
"Oh?" Patch young man heard that he could save another spiritual stone. He finally no longer hesitated and reached out to take out the spiritual stone from the storage bag.
After receiving forty spiritual stones, Li Xiu sold five more Black Spirit Wushuo.
There were more than a dozen of them in the jar, but before Li Xiu could take them out again to dissect and squeeze out ink, they were rounded up by the next person.
Li Xiu gets another one hundred and twenty spiritual stones!
There were more corpses of Mo Ling Wusuo in the backpack compartment, but after Li Xiu's excitement wore off, he suddenly became cautious.
If he had been selling the corpse of Mo Ling Wusuo, it would definitely arouse some people's suspicion!
"Did this person discover the nest of Mo Ling Wusuo? And each one is exactly the same? Are they the Wusuo brothers who share the same breast?"
Fortunately, Li Xiu was already in the inn when he arrived and had processed the twenty-three Mo Ling Usuo corpses in the jar, but it was only a simple process. If you really want to compare, you can still see the similarities!
"The corpse of Mo Ling Wusuo cannot be sold!" Li Xiu thought silently in his heart.
After sorting out my mood and harvest, I spent four spiritual stones to buy books, and then sold Moling Wusuo to earn one hundred and sixty-nine spiritual stones.
I have money, I have money!
People are stupid and have too much money, so buy, buy, buy!
Li Xiu put away the medicine box and excitedly went hunting for treasures at the surrounding stalls.