Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 91
Baiyun City.

Cheng Buzheng strolled on the main street of Baiyun City, and walked towards the street stall area in a leisurely manner.

Seeing an unusually familiar street, it feels like it’s been a long time since I haven’t seen it. Maybe it’s been a long time in the mundane world, and I’m a little uncomfortable.

Cheng Buzheng muttered secretly in his heart.

Soon.

Cheng Buzheng came to the street stall area and walked towards the north end, an attic.

When he came to the attic, he saw above the open door, engraved on the plaque, there were five gleaming golden characters, 'Street Stall Management Pavilion'.

Seeing the monks coming in and out, Cheng Buzheng strode in without delay.

When he came out again, he had an extra jade token in his hand.

There is a city engraved in the center of the front of the jade tablet. This city is the bird's-eye view of Baiyun City. If you look carefully, you can see three tiny characters "Baiyun City" on the city gate. The white clouds are like this city overlooking everything in the world.

At the center of the reverse side of the jade card, there is a negative engraving of 'Bing 87'. Below these four characters, there is also a row of tiny characters, 'Street stall management and pavilion system'.

This jade token is not free, but costs two spirit stones. One jade token can be set up in the stall area for seven days.

There are also jade talisman stall orders and token stall orders on it, but the price is higher, but the time limit for stalls has also been extended accordingly. Relatively speaking, token stall orders are still the most cost-effective.

Cheng Buzheng held the jade token in his hand and walked towards No. 87 Bing. After a while, he saw an old-looking middle-aged monk setting up a stall. The stalls were filled with low-grade talismans, such as fireball talismans, quicksand talismans, and diamond talismans. Talisman·····
It seems that the owner of No. C 87 is very likely to be a low-grade talisman maker.

At this moment, it was not his time yet, and he had to wait until noon. The time for this mature-looking middle-aged monk to set up a stall was completely over, and the next two days were the time for Cheng Buzheng to set up a stall.

See here.

After Cheng Buzheng glanced at it, he turned and left. He also needed to make some preparations for the next stall.

Noon, a moment.

A monk wearing a hooded cloak. The huge hood covered most of his cheeks, and the dark yellow face was faintly visible.

At this time, he came to the stall area, booth C 87, and seeing that the booth was empty, he took out a piece of animal skin and spread it on the booth.

Afterwards, he took out another jade tablet and hung it on a small pillar on the left front of the booth.

This jade plaque is exactly the stall setting order of Baiyun City, without this stall setting order, it is impossible to set up a stall.

Otherwise, those patrolling monks would not be placed there as a facade.

Cheng Buzheng's face at this time has undergone a double disguise of physics and magic, and his spiritual pressure has also dropped to the third level of Qi training.

Then, he took out the magic weapon, pill, elixir, spiritual object and so on from the storage bag that he was going to dispose of.

But Cheng Buzheng didn't take out all at once, but took out one or two items for each item. Each item was marked with a price, but the price was slightly cheaper than the market price, so it was lost.

He is very familiar with this kind of process. After all, he is also an experienced old stall owner. If he handles it to major shops, the price will be lowered a lot. This is one of the reasons why he set up a stall.

After setting up the booth, Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged in the booth, closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for customers to come to his door.

Two hours later, Cheng Buzheng also made a few deals, and new items were placed on the booth.

Soon.

A middle-aged monk came to Cheng Buzheng's booth. After looking around the booth carefully, his eyes lit up when he saw the ghost-headed sword.

"Fellow Daoist, can this magic weapon be made cheaper!"

heard.

Cheng Buzheng opened his eyes, looked at the big man in front of him, and said flatly:
"This magic weapon is at this price. If you want to make it cheaper, this magic weapon only costs 150 five spirit stones."

As he spoke, he stretched out his yellowish right hand and pointed at the green wood sword on the booth.

The middle-aged man subconsciously looked in the direction of Cheng Buzheng's finger, then shook his head and said:

"Fellow Daoist, I just like this magic weapon, 170 spirit stones, can I sell it!" '

heard.

Cheng Buzheng said calmly:

"This medium-grade magic weapon is a high-quality magic weapon, with 180 spirit stones, and if there is one less, it will not be sold."

After finishing speaking, he slowly closed his eyes and rested his eyes, as if he wasn't worried at all, that he couldn't sell it.

Seeing Cheng Buzheng, the middle-aged man closed his eyes, knowing that the stall owner had eaten the weights and made up his mind, and then he didn't hesitate too much. It's rare to see a high-quality magic weapon, especially a high-quality magic weapon among the middle-grade magic weapons.

The middle-aged man knew that after passing through this village, there would be no such shop, so he bit his teeth and said:

"Fellow Daoist, can you use items to offset the price?"

"Can!"

Cheng Buzheng opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said slowly.

heard.

The middle-aged man took out a piece of jade slip, burned part of the content on the slip, and handed it to Cheng Buzheng.

After Cheng Buzheng took the jade slips, he checked them, and then his heart moved, but his face remained unchanged, with the same cold expression.

"Is it complete? Incomplete ones are not worth spirit stones!"

The middle-aged man nodded and said:
"Well, there is no trace of lack!"

"Your Excellency, how many spirit stones are you going to exchange?"

"200 Yuan Lingshi, one piece is indispensable!" The middle-aged man said firmly.

After hearing this, Cheng Buzheng thought about it in his mind, the contents of the jade slips were indeed worth the price, and then said coldly:

"Yes! But to use the puppet technique as an exchange, it must be the original jade slip, and the engraved jade slip cannot be exchanged."

The middle-aged man was startled, then frowned, and said:

"Fellow Daoist's concerns, I can understand, but the original jade slips were passed down from my ancestors.

Can I hand over the original jade slip to you, burn it myself, and then return the original jade slip to me. "

"Also!" Cheng Buzheng nodded in response:

"But the puppet technique is not worth the price, fellow daoist, can you consider it?"

Although the middle-aged man also knew the doorway here, but when it was his turn, he still couldn't accept it. He struggled for a moment, his face tangled, and said:

"Fellow Daoist, tell me a price!"

"If the price is right, I will use the puppet technique as a replacement."

When Cheng Buzheng saw the appearance of the middle-aged man, he knew in his heart that the special feature of this puppet art, although the grade is relatively low, it is only the first rank, but it has a great effect on him.

If not, in order to reduce accidents and maintain the restraint that a peddler should have, he had already agreed.

What's more, there is no puppet inheritance in the school, and it is even rarer to see in the market. Maybe there are also on the third floor of the Buddhist scriptures tower, but that's not the case. He can touch it now.

Cheng Buzheng also knew that the general thoughts in the heart of the middle-aged man should be closed at the same time.

He glanced at the middle-aged man with a distressed face, and said:

"The re-enacted puppet technique costs 150 spirit stones. If you want to buy this magic weapon, how about adding 30 yuan spirit stones?"

heard.

The middle-aged man agreed without hesitation, and the price exceeded his expectations.

Then, the middle-aged man took out the original jade slips and handed them to Cheng Buzheng to burn them himself.

The two completed the deal.

The middle-aged man chatted happily with him, and after a while, he left.

Cheng Buzheng looked at the back of the middle-aged man, then closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for the next fellow daoist to patronize.

　I feel like I haven't set a bowl for a long time.

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