Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

In the early morning, just as the sky turned pale, Wang Chen quietly left the alley.

He was wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, with a gray beard, a pale face, and a thin and thin body, as if he had no strength to restrain a chicken.

It's just the high-level breath of Qi training faintly revealed, which makes people dare not underestimate it.

On the long street, people come and go, and most of the shops along the street have opened or are opening.

Wang Chen walked through the streets and alleys familiarly, and came to a teahouse.

This teahouse served breakfast, he found a seat and sat down, ordered a pot of spiritual tea and a steamed bun.

While eating, listen to the chatting of the tea drinkers around.

These tea drinkers are basically neighbors nearby, and they are well-informed. There are many big and small things that happened in Wanxiu City, and they are all keen to talk about.

After hearing enough of the gossip and rumors in the world, Wang Chen ate the delicious and hot animal meat buns with the spirit tea that relieved his tiredness, and then paid for the meal and left the teahouse.

The price of spiritual tea and steamed buns here is more than twice that of Dongwu Village.

It is really not easy for ordinary casual cultivators to live in Wanxiu City.

Near the teahouse, there is a large square market.

Wang Chen came to set up a stall today.

After paying a day's rent to the manager of Fangshi, he quickly set up his own stall on the corner.

No way, Wang Chen came a little late, and the good seats were taken by others.

There are a total of four such stalls in Wanxiu City. The stalls are first-come, first-served. There is no restriction on the items sold, but the rent is quite expensive.

Fifty downs a day!

And in the matter of setting up a stall, Wang Chen is also experienced.

He didn't yell loudly like other stall owners, or hang up eye-catching banners, but arranged the talismans he refined last night one by one according to the variety.

Then he leaned back on the wicker chair, took out a goose feather fan and put it on his lap, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Although Wang Chen was in a remote place, there were a lot of monks who came to catch the morning market, so it didn't take long for someone to appear in front of his booth.

"Huh?"

The visitor glanced over Wang Chen's booth, showing a look of surprise.

These talismans placed on the long table in different categories, each one has a spiritual light inside, and the appearance is almost perfect. Even if you look at it with the most critical eyes, you can't find any faults.

In the market where fish and fakes are often seen, the talismans refined by Wang Chen are like gold in the gravel.

The light cannot be hidden at all!

"Hiss~"

The visitor took a closer look and gasped involuntarily: "Fellow Daoist, the price of your talisman is too high!"

Wang Chen divided the desks used to set up stalls and display goods into three areas: low-level, middle-level, and high-level.

The low-level magic talisman is clearly priced at two spirits, five spirits at the middle level, and ten spirits at the high level!

Although the price in Wanxiu City is high, the price of the first-order talisman corresponding to the level of Qi training is limited compared to other places.

This is mainly because talisman making is easy to get started, and the cost of learning is much lower than that of alchemy, weapon refining, beast control, puppets, etc., a large number of monks are part-time talisman makers, and the output of first-order talismans is huge, so naturally lowered market prices.

The price marked by Wang Chen was almost 50% higher than the market price, and the high-level talisman was even more ruthless!

It is not easy for everyone to earn spirit stones these days, and most of the people who come to Fang City are middle and lower level monks from Wanxiu City.

Such a price is really discouraging.

Wang Chen didn't answer, and threw out a mahogany card directly.

There are nine big characters in the letter: the real price will not be counter-offered!

"laugh!"

The visitor sneered, turned his head and left.

Wang Chen didn't care, and didn't even bother to give the other party a look.

The batch of talismans he took out are all master-level handwriting, and those who really know the goods will never think they are expensive.

What is a beig?

Beagle would rather destroy everything than sell it at a discount.

Love to buy, buy, don't buy, buy more and buy less!

One monk after another came to Wang Chen's booth, but none of them actually bought one.

Some people retreated directly when they saw the price, and some tried to bargain with Wang Chen, but left cursing if they couldn't get a response.

There are also those who hesitate, want to buy but are hesitant.

After all, the price of three to five spirit stones for a talisman is hard for ordinary monks to bear.

As a result, from morning to noon, Wang Chen didn't sell a single talisman!

Ignoring the strange looks from the stall owners around him, Wang Chen took out a red sandalwood tea table from his storage bag, put on the Ningshen incense burner and red clay tea burner, and made himself a pot of spiritual tea.

Sipping tea while reading Taoist books.

When wandering around the city two days ago, Wang Chen bought a lot of books from a bookstore.

Let him watch for a long time.

Although Wang Chen's business is extremely bleak, his appearance, attire, and demeanor distinguish him from the professional stall owners who are full of philistine atmosphere around him.

Like a green lotus growing out of the mud!

In the afternoon, Wang Chen's business finally closed.

His first customer was a middle-aged monk. Although he was dressed in a rather shabby manner, he had sharp eyes and a strong temperament. He had experienced many battles at first glance, and he was either a war cultivator or a hunting cultivator.

He took five evil spirit talismans and five meteor fire talismans, leaving behind twenty spirits.

With the first bet business, Wang Chen's business suddenly showed a healthy development trend. When the stall closed in the evening, he sold a lot of talismans one after another.

It includes some high-level talismans.

Such as Suppressing Evil Talisman.

Earn more than three hundred spirits!

Wang Chen's primary talisman-making technique has already reached the level of Dzogchen, and the success rate of refining first-order talismans has almost reached 100%. Coupled with the high price, the profit is quite considerable.

Wang Chen was quite satisfied with this.

It's just the beginning now, and after his signature is launched, it will not be a problem to earn 30,000 spirit stones within half a year.

Of course, only 30,000 spirit stones are not enough, he has to rent the cave in Beishan to practice.

In addition to the usual food and clothing costs, in short, no amount of Lingshi is too much.

"Xiang has met a fellow Taoist."

Just as Wang Chen put away the booth and was about to leave, a man in a strong suit appeared in front of him, cupped his fists and saluted, "My master wants to talk to you, please come with me."

Being targeted so soon?

Wang Chen was somewhat surprised.

He took out his master-level talisman-making skills to fish for spirit stones, and he had expected this possibility a long time ago.

Unexpectedly, on the first day of setting up the stall, someone would be interested in him.

"Idlers in the mountains are used to being at ease."

Wang Chen replied calmly: "I don't like socializing with others, please go back."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the other party and left Fangshi on his own.

Not far away, Wang Chen was keenly aware of a "tail" following behind him.

He mixed into the bustling crowd, activated the Dzogchen-level breath restraint technique, and disappeared from the sight of the pursuers in an instant.

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