Chapter 130, Acquisition of Black Cow Dung

Chen Miao stretched out her hand to take the black stone, looked at it carefully, and then spoke.

"This thing is black cow dung, I don't look like it!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth and he spoke.

"It's really not like black cow dung, but the monks here call it like this! Because it's a useless thing! It can't be refined to enhance cultivation, nor can it be alchemy!"

Chen Miao nodded slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and hurriedly spoke.

"I use it for other purposes, how did this thing come from?"

The old man groaned slightly, and said slowly.

"It was picked up from under a mountain! Every once in a while, a large number of these stones appear at the foot of this mountain, and no one knows exactly how they came to be!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth and she spoke.

"I see, so there should be a lot of this kind of thing?"

When the old man heard this, he stroked his beard and smiled, and said slowly.

"There are indeed a lot of these things, so I suggest that you buy ten of them for a low-grade spirit stone, so you won't lose much!"

Chen Miao's face was full of smiles, and she hurriedly clenched her fists and spoke.

"Thank you for your doubts!"

The old man waved his hand slightly, and said indifferently.

"It's nothing, just a reminder for you! lest you lose a lot!"

Chen Miao nodded slightly, looked at the medicinal herbs on the old man's stall, and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell these medicinal herbs?"

When the old man heard this, he hurriedly spoke.

"Daoist friends want to buy medicinal herbs?"

Chen Miao just nodded, but did not speak, and the old man raised his eyebrows and continued to speak.

"Medicinal materials under a hundred years, one spirit stone per plant, twenty pieces under three hundred years, and one hundred spirit stones under five hundred years!"

When Chen Miao heard this, he smiled and said nothing, and when the old man saw this, he hurriedly spoke.

"Daoist friends are too expensive, my friendship price is already very fair!"

Chen Miao shook her head slightly and spoke.

"I'm not too expensive, I'm not enough!

Chen Miao roughly estimated the number of medicinal herbs, raised his hand and threw over a storage bag, and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, you click on the quantity, if the quantity is correct, then I will take the medicinal herbs away!"

The old man looked confused, and he didn't know what the situation was, and then he reacted and said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, this amount is correct!"

Hearing this, Chen Miao raised his hand to collect all the medicinal materials on the stall, and then spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, are there any medicinal herbs left?"

Hearing this, the old man shook his head and spoke.

"All the products under 500 years old have been sold, and I don't have any goods here!"

Chen Miao nodded slightly and spoke.

"Then forget it!"

The old man hurriedly changed his words and continued to speak.

"Do you want more than 500 years?"

Chen Miao raised her eyebrows and hurriedly spoke.

"Daoist friends are still more than five hundred years old?"

The old man nodded hurriedly and spoke.

"There are seven medicinal herbs that are more than 500 years old!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth and she spoke.

"How do you calculate the price?"

The old man groaned for a moment and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, you also know that the preciousness of medicinal materials over five hundred years is different! I sell it for half the price of the year, this is not too expensive, right?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth and she spoke.

"Do you mean that if you are 600 years old, you will sell it for 300 yuan, and if you are 700 years old, it will be 350 yuan?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, and spoke.

"That's exactly what little old man meant, I don't know what to do with friendship? If it's appropriate, I'll go back and get the medicinal herbs!"

Chen Miao nodded hurriedly and spoke.

"Then please go and come back quickly! I'll wait here!"

The old man hurriedly clenched his fists, put away the stall, and turned around and walked towards the attic.

After a while, the middle-aged man in black walked quickly.

Chen Miao arched his hand slightly and spoke.

"Have you ever brought something from a fellow Daoist?"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and waved, and a storage bag floated in front of Chen Miao, and then he spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, that's it!

Chen Miao took the storage bag, his sense probed inside, his face showed a hint of excitement, and then threw it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's face was full of doubt, and he hurriedly spoke.

"Don't you want these things, these things are what you need!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth and she spoke.

"Look inside the storage bag, is the quantity right?"

The middle-aged man's divine sense penetrated, his face was full of joy, and he hurriedly spoke.

"Yes, the number is right!"

The corners of Chen Miao's mouth were slightly hooked, and she spoke.

"I want to open a buying booth, and I ask Taoist friends to help me publicize it more!

The middle-aged man hurriedly clenched his fists and spoke.

"Daoyou, buy it at my booth! I'll help you promote it now!"

When the middle-aged man saw the spirit stone in the storage bag, his heart was already happy, and he ran into the distance with a smoke, and began to play a small advertisement......

As soon as the middle-aged man walked with his front foot, the old man came and said with a fist at Chen Miao.

"Fellow Daoist, I brought what you wanted!"

Before Chen Miao could speak, the old man handed over the storage bag in his hand and spoke.

"This is the medicinal herb here!

Chen Miao raised his hand to take the storage bag, looked inside, nodded slightly, and spoke.

"Well, the medicinal herbs are good! This is the spirit stone paid to you! Look at the quantity, right?"

Chen Miao raised his hand and waved, and a storage bag floated towards the old man.

The old man hurriedly took the storage bag, looked inside, and said with a puzzled face.

"Fellow Daoist, isn't this the right amount?

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Miao's mouth and she spoke.

"The extra spirit stones should be used as a hard fee for Taoist friends, Taoist friends help me to publicize it, I want to collect stones!"

When the old man heard this, he put away the storage bag and hurriedly spoke.

"Even if you don't give extra spirit stones, the little old man will help you to publicize!"

Chen Miao hurriedly arched his hand and spoke.

"Then thank you Daoyou, I'm here waiting for the good news from Daoyou!"

The old man hurriedly turned around and left, running away wildly into the distance.

Chen Miao's heart moved, and released the fishy moon, and then sat cross-legged in place, closed his eyes and began to recuperate.

After a while, two people came over and hugged Chen Miao.

"Daoist friends are collecting black cow dung?"

Chen Miao slowly opened her eyes, glanced at the two men in front of her, and spoke.

"Yes, I'm here to collect it!

The two men glanced at each other, took out two storage bags, and placed them in front of Chen Miao.

Chen Miao raised his hand and made a move, two bags appeared in his hand, his divine sense probed in, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spoke.

"There are nineteen pieces in this bag, even if it is two spirit stones! There are thirty-eight pieces in the other bag, even if it is four spirit stones!

The two men hurriedly clasped their fists and spoke.

"Then thank you Daoyou!"

Chen Miao raised his hand and threw out six spirit stones and spoke.

"If there is still one in the future, just look for him directly!"

The two men took the spirit stone, their faces were full of joy, and they hurriedly spoke.

"Certainly, we are willing to help Daoyou do publicity for free!"

Chen Miao's heart moved, summoned the Blood Demon, and asked him and the Fishy Moon to collect black cow dung here.

Then, Chen Miao raised his hand and waved, and a wooden sign was erected next to the stall, which read:

One low-grade spirit stone is exchanged for ten pieces of black cow dung, or an item with violent spiritual power, and the price is given when you see it!

Chen Miao hung a storage bag around the waists of the two blood golems, and then raised his hand and waved, and the two blood-colored spots of light sank into the center of the blood golem's eyebrows.

Then, Chen Miao's figure flashed and walked in the direction of the collective palace.

At the booth where the fishy moon was located, a dense crowd had already gathered, and everyone began to shout when they saw these two blood-colored giants.

"Fellow Daoist, are you collecting black cow dung here?"

"Fellow Daoist, what's the price?"

"Fellow Daoist, how did you receive it?"

Fishy Moon raised her hand and pointed to the sign next to her and spoke.

"There is a mark on the sign, as long as you trade according to it!"

A middle-aged Confucian in a green robe stepped forward and handed over a black storage bag and spoke.

"Senior, how much do you think I can change here?"

Fishy Moon took the storage bag, looked inside, and slowly spoke.

"Sixty-eight pieces of black cow dung, then give you seven spirit stones!"

With a wave of her hand, the seven lower-grade spirit stones floated towards the middle-aged Confucian student.

The middle-aged Confucian took the spirit stone and hurriedly bowed his hand.

"Thank you, senior!"

Seeing that someone was taking the lead, the others also took out their storage bags and started trading......