Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

He~tui!

When stepping out of the main hall gate, Wang Chen spit on the ground.

He actually paid at least 2,600 catties of the fixed land rent of 2,500 catties.

More than 100 catties were taken away by Ling Zhitang!

That doesn't sound like much.

But you must know that the more than one hundred catties of spiritual grains were all forcefully taken out of his mouth.

Nothing in return!

Moreover, the current price of food is soaring, and the value of more than 100 catties of spiritual grains is at least twice that of last year.

Wang Chen had seen it through.

For the huge Yunyang faction, the 100,000 monks in the outer sect are all leeks in the fields.

It is an object that can be harvested wantonly.

In this world where the mighty power belongs to itself, a Jindan real person is enough to suppress thousands of low-level monks.

Therefore, the middle and high level of the sect don't care about the life and death of the people below.

Anyway, no matter how many people died, some casual cultivators in Outland want to come in with sharpened heads.

Wang Chen knew he was weak and could do nothing.

But he no longer has the slightest sense of identity with the Yunyang School.

Dormant now is slowly accumulating strength, and will look for a new world when he is able to protect himself in the future.

How vast is the boundary between mountains and seas.

Wang Chen doesn't believe that there is no place that really suits him!

He thought to himself, walking along Long Street.

Suddenly, there was a loud commotion, which interrupted Wang Chen's train of thought.

I saw a large group of people gathered in front of a shop with a signboard of "Dahong Rice Shop" hanging on the street.

Most of them are Lingzhi husbands like Wang Chen.

"Yesterday, the price of Chen Dao was only six broken spirits, why did it rise to eight broken spirits today?"

"Ten pieces of white corn and one catty of spirits, why don't you grab it?"

"The profiteer!"

"This heart, why is it so bad?"

"The grain store in front has the same price. You all collude to cheat us!"

"Where's the shopkeeper? Come out the shopkeeper!"

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and yelled loudly around the shop assistant standing in front of the price tag, all of them blushing.

Their anger is entirely justified.

In the past, the purchase price of the rice grain shop in the city for Linggu was only two pieces of Linggu for a catty.

It's only a little bit more expensive to repurchase.

Now it has increased by three or four times, which is simply outrageous!

The other party made it clear that they wanted to take advantage of the fact that farmers suffered disasters this year, were unable to pay the land rent in full, or needed rations.

Hoard and make a fortune!

However, in the face of a group of monks who practiced Qi at the third, fourth, fifth and sixth levels, the shop assistants who only had a mortal cultivation level were not afraid, and fought with them with their hands on their hips and their necks stuck.

"Do you understand the market as you go? Let me tell you, if you don't buy today, it will go up tomorrow!"

"If you don't buy it, some people are willing to buy it."

"Love to buy, buy, don't buy!"

"A profiteer? Please tell me again, do you know who our boss belongs to?"

"Master Fan of Baiyi Pavilion, let's find out!"

"Go away, don't hinder our business."

"If you don't leave, I'll call the patrol!"

One person ranting against dozens of monks, and the shop assistants of Dahong Rice Shop spoke plausibly, choking a group of Ling Zhifu speechless.

The combat effectiveness index exploded!

Although any monk can kill this arrogant guy by stretching out his fingers.

But who dares to use force in the city?

Not to mention that behind the other party, there is an inner sect master!

In fact, apart from Wanbao Pavilion and the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce, there are no simple roles to open a shop in Yunshan City to do business.

Either they belong directly to the Master's family, or they are attached to the Master's family.

There are very few exceptions.

Everyone knew this, and it was just a moment of anger and passion that the superiors gathered around the store to denounce.

Now that he was choked to calm down, reason regained the height of his thinking.

Can't help shrinking.

"Pooh!"

Seeing Lingzhi's husbands scattered away dejectedly, the shop assistant spat on the ground triumphantly.

A female cultivator walked over leading the child.

She stopped in front of the rice shop, looked at the price list on the wall and frowned.

"The price of white corn has risen again."

The female cultivator sighed, lowered her head and said to her child, "Xiaohu, white corn is too expensive now, can we buy some tribute rice and make rice balls for you at home?"

"no!"

The four- and five-year-old boy shook his head like a rattle: "Mom, I want to eat white corn, and the tribute rice is not good!"

White corn is Lingmi.

Gongmi is pearl rice from the common world.

In fact, the taste of pearl rice is not bad, and it is no problem to fill the stomach.

But without the slightest aura, so the price is very cheap.

Many casual cultivators rely on Gongmi to avoid starvation to death in Outland.

However, if monks often eat tribute rice, it will not only affect their daily practice, but also cause the trouble of reincarnation of grains.

Even children know that Lingmi is good!

In order to strengthen his persuasion, the brat shook off his old mother's hand and rolled on the ground.

"Lingmi, I want to eat Lingmi, ahh~"

The sound of crying and howling was loud.

The female cultivator was very embarrassed, and couldn't help her own brat.

So he gritted his teeth and took out the Lingshi from the storage bag, and bought expensive white corn.

As soon as she took the child away, another group of Ling Zhifu came to check the price of rice.

Everyone is dumbfounded!

"good news!"

At this time, a monk rushed over and shouted loudly: "The main hall of the outer gate just posted an announcement that ten camps for land reclamation will be established, and all qualified disciples can join."

"Those who enter the camp can be exempted from this year's ten-acre land tax immediately, or they can be allocated an equal amount of spiritual grain!"

"The number of places is limited, the opportunity is rare!"

He shouted as he ran, and all the people on the long street could hear him clearly.

Everyone was in an uproar!

Previously, the main hall sent a letter to recruit the three halls to prepare disciples, but now they want to form another ten camps for land reclamation.

The so-called wasteland camp refers to the team of monks who open up the frontier.

The purpose of land reclamation is mainly to enclose new hunting grounds, find new mine veins, search for elixir and spiritual material resources, and so on.

Opening up wasteland is a very dangerous job because you have to face countless demons and demons in the outer domain.

The last time the Yunyang faction opened up land on a large scale was thirty years ago!

Usually, sects use the form of tasks to encourage disciples to go out to explore and collect resources.

Setting up a wasteland reclamation camp means doing a lot of work.

There are three hundred monks in one camp, and three thousand monks in ten camps.

And according to the past practice, each reclamation battalion is led by two or three masters from the Zifu.

This is going crazy!

Many monks were shocked.

Now the price of rice is skyrocketing.

The exempt quota of ten mu of land tax or the equal amount of spiritual grain ration is already quite attractive.

And the treatment in the land reclamation camp is also very good, there are rations for exercises, elixirs, talismans, magic tools, etc.

Once the land reclamation is successful, the rewards of honor points will be even richer!

Some monks couldn't hold back, and immediately rushed to the main hall to find out what happened.

But these people did not include Wang Chen.

He wasn't excited.

Instead, I felt chills!

After thinking about it, Wang Chen ran home decisively.

No matter what other people think, anyway, no matter whether it is the preparation of the third hall or the land reclamation camp, he will not join them all.

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The second one is delivered.

PS: Some people can take a break, please go out and go left if you are swearing at people, small shops will not entertain you, and you will be sealed one by one.