Chapter 947 Selling Rice

"Splendid Pavilion."

After asking a few people, Zhao Yan soon learned that this was a chain store on the Shenxiao Continent that specialized in selling spiritual artifact clothes.

The various items of clothing sold here, although there are no defensive armor and the like, are some relatively light self-defense inner armor, and there are also some black clothes used for concealment.

Although the price of these hidden black clothes is not expensive, they also cost more than a hundred spirit stones.

Zhao Yan quickly found a splendid pavilion in Jiangliu City, and when he saw the hidden black clothes of more than a hundred spirit stones, he immediately frowned.

Although he has a lot of medium-grade spirit stones in his hands, these spirit stones are unpolished, and they will definitely be suspicious when they are taken out.

But fortunately, Zhao Yan collected a lot of Zhu Guo outside the wilderness!

Zhu Guo is quite difficult to preserve, so Zhao Yan used to use plastic bottles and directly incorporated them into the bottle.

But now that Zhao Yan has come to the Shenxiao Continent, the plastic bottle is not to be used as much as possible, so he used a small porcelain bottle in advance and filled the vermilion juice liquid into it, and each small porcelain bottle can be filled with two vermilion fruits!

"Fellow Daoist, I don't have enough spirit stones here, I wonder if I can exchange this thing?" Zhao Yan said, taking out the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

Splendid clothes, clearly marked prices, generally not interested in bartering;

But Zhao Yan was wearing the clothes of Sword Valley, and the guys in the small shop didn't dare to refuse, so they called the shopkeeper in the store out.

The shopkeeper was a Jindan early stage monk, nodded and smiled, "Little friend, we generally don't trade barters here!" But I'll see what you are, and if it's worth it, I'll buy it personally! ”

Jiangliu City is close to the Sword Valley, and the shopkeeper doesn't want to offend the sword cultivators of the Sword Valley, if the thing is not so too bad, he is willing to spend more than a hundred spirit stones to buy an Anwen.

However, when the small porcelain vase was opened, the shopkeeper's face suddenly changed.

"It's a good thing, the vermilion fruit that is abundant in the wilderness! Because this thing is extremely difficult to preserve, it is rare to see it in the central area of the Shenxiao Continent! The shopkeeper is a person who knows the goods, and when he opened it, his face was pleasantly surprised.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "It's still the shopkeeper who knows the goods, in fact, this thing is not easy to find in the wilderness!" It has already been picked by people, and it is very dangerous to go deep into the wilderness! ”

The shopkeeper nodded and said, "It's just a pity that you made this Zhu Guo sparse and didn't have to show off!" If there is a special storage crystal, keep the original ones one by one! If you put it at auction, each one can sell for hundreds of spirit stones! ”

This shopkeeper is a real person, and he did not deliberately depreciate the price, but said the real price.

When Zhao Yan heard this, he was also a little surprised, a single Zhu Guo could be sold for hundreds of spirit stones!

He added, "Senior shopkeeper, although this Zhu Guo does not look good, it is definitely an authentic Zhu Guo, and it is definitely ripe!" This small bottle really contains all the juice of the two zhuguo, and ask the shopkeeper to make a price! ”

The shopkeeper said, "You are a disciple of Sword Valley, and I won't deceive you!" With the condition of your Zhu Guo, it is definitely impossible to compare with the auction! But you have two here, and the ripeness and freshness are good! Then I'll give you 300 spirit stones! ”

Zhao Yan nodded, this shopkeeper is a reliable person, 300 spirit stones are 300 spirit stones.

Not long after, Zhao Yan walked out of the Splendid Clothes Pavilion, and there were still more than a hundred spirit stones left on his body, but he already had an extra hidden black coat in his hand.

When he came to a place where no one was around, after Zhao Yan put on this hidden black clothes, he said a word by himself, and found that he couldn't even hear the voice!

"Haha! Hahaha! ”

Zhao Yan was overjoyed and walked towards the central square of Jiangliu City.

At this moment, the central square is still full of stalls, and disciples and cultivators from all over the world gather here, buying and selling goods, and they are very busy.

Zhao Yan quickly found a vacant seat in the square, and the young general in charge of this place said, "Fellow Daoist, set up a stall here for 10 spirit stones for an hour." ”

Zhao Yan took out 10 spirit stones and said, "Then I'll set up a stall for an hour." ”

As soon as he sat down, a large number of people gathered around.

Generally, people like him who wear black clothes and black robes to hide their heads and cover their faces are all items obtained by killing people and selling goods, and the selling price is generally lower than that on the market, so many people are willing to buy this kind of "steamed bun with blood"!

"Fellow Daoist, what are the items? Take it out and take a look! A real person from the Golden Maple Valley asked, holding his arms.

Golden Maple Valley is the largest sect in the vicinity after Sword Valley, so there are quite a few people here.

Zhao Yan said, "Fellow Daoist, what I want to sell is not what you need. ”

"Not what I need?" The real person in Golden Maple Valley was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, "You mean my cultivation is low!" Then you take it out and show me, what the hell is it?! ”

Zhao Yan's heart moved, and with a wave of his big hand, he released the item he wanted to sell, which was a bag of spiritual rice grown by himself.

When he released it, Lingmi was in a bag, but it seemed that everyone knew about it.

The real person of Tsukuji in Golden Maple Valley laughed, "Seeing you dressed like this, what do you think you are selling?" Who knew that it was actually to sell Lingmi, my God, and said that it was not what I needed! Do you think I can't afford to eat Lingmi? ”

Zhao Yan snorted coldly, pulled on the surface of the bag with his fingertips, and suddenly a crack appeared, and the seven-colored Lingmi treasure inside was shining brightly and appeared in front of everyone.

"Seven-colored spiritual rice!" At this moment, the onlookers were suddenly shaken.

In the entire Shenxiao Continent, everyone has eaten spiritual rice, but no one has ever seen the seven-colored spiritual rice!

The Zhuji real person of Golden Maple Valley was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you think there is something wrong with dyeing Lingmi?" No matter how good you look, isn't this still Lingmi? There are people over there who sell it, a bag of spirit rice like yours, which is 300 spirit stones! ”

Zhao Yan snorted coldly, "300 spirit stones, you can only buy me this bowl!" If you want to buy me this bag, you need 6,000 spirit stones! ”

"You dream!" Everyone present almost fainted, the spiritual rice sold by Zhao Yan was not the same color, and the price was increased by 20 times, so did anyone really buy it?

However, in the crowd, it was a Jindan Zhenjun from Golden Maple Valley who came out.

The Zhuji real person of Golden Maple Valley hurriedly saluted, "Uncle Shi, there are people here selling seven-colored spirit rice, and the price is actually 20 times that of ordinary spirit rice!" This area actually costs 6,000 spirit stones! ”

"So expensive!" Jin Dan Zhenjun was a little dumbfounded, he had never seen a bag of rice with 6,000 spirit stones, I heard that even if you were a bag of pills, you wouldn't be able to sell it for so much money.

However, Zhao Yan opened his mouth and said, "This senior, this seven-colored spiritual rice is cultivated exclusively in Xia, and it is very precious!" It's not for Tsukiji Zhenjun, but specifically for you to eat Jindan Zhenjun, I have a little sample here, and I want to ask my seniors to try it! ”

While speaking, Zhao Yan opened a small paper bag, which was not big or small, just a small cooked rice ball.

"Try it for free? Ok, good, good! Jin Dan Zhenjun pinched the small rice ball with his hand, smelled it first, and his face suddenly changed, and then stuffed it into his mouth......

(End of chapter)