"Xiao Er, how much does it cost to make a robe out of this fabric?" Chen Peng walked to the Heavenly Silkworm Xuan, looked at a hanging moon white cotton cloth and was very satisfied, and asked Xiao Er on the side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Immortal Chief, this cotton cloth is woven from the spiritual cotton planted in the mountain gate of our Heavenly Silkworm Gate. From planting cotton to finally making ready-to-wear to dozens of processes, I see that the fairy is long and majestic, and the robe does not fit if it is small, I estimate that it will almost cost a two-dime steel. ”

A corner is a unit smaller than one side, and the monks make one-tenth of the size of one side of the yuan steel into a slot like a copper plate, and one slot is a dime of yuan steel.

"Okay, okay, I'll take a look. Chen Peng snorted and walked away.

"Hmph, don't ask if you can't afford it. Xiao Er muttered in his heart, but naturally he didn't dare to say it, and he had to politely watch Chen Peng go away.

Chen Peng visited the three shops in the town, that is, the tailor shop of Tiansilkworm Xuan Chen Peng had not visited before, and after taking two more looks, Xigeng Building and Zhenwei Building had also been there before, and it was nothing unusual for Chen Peng.

"Hey, I really have money to travel all over the world, and it's hard to move an inch without money. Chen Peng walked around, and sighed in his heart, the monk seems to be free, money can be regarded as something outside the body, even if he is penniless, he can live freely. But if you want to live well, live safely, and live for a long time, you must have self-defense weapons, cultivation pills, etc., all of which do not cost money.

"Immortal chief, immortal chief stays. Chen Peng came out of the Silkworm Xuan, and was thinking of walking around the town, but a voice came from his ears, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was a man with two mouse whiskers, this man had no vitality fluctuations, and he was obviously an ordinary person.

"What? Did you call me?" Chen Peng was a little surprised, not knowing what this rat-bearded man called himself.

"Immortal Chief, if it's convenient, please take a step to speak. ”

Chen Peng pondered for a moment, expecting that this man would not pose any threat to himself, nodded, and followed the rat-bearded man to a secluded alley.

"Immortal Chief, I see that you linger in the shops of Xigeng Building, Zhenwei Building and Tiansilkworm Xuan, but have you bought anything, but you don't have Yuangang, Yuantong, Yuanyu and other goods on your body?"

Chen Peng laughed, but did not answer.

When the rat-bearded man saw that Chen Peng did not answer, he already knew in his heart.

"Immortal Chief, there is some spiritual food in the small family, and there is no need for the Immortal Chief to pay for Yuan Gang and Yuan Copper, as long as the Immortal Chief gives the villain some silver taels, he can enjoy it. ”

"Oh?" Chen Peng was a little surprised, "Where did you get the spiritual food?"

"The small Hun family works as a maid in Zhenwei Building, and does some work on weekdays to wash vegetables and wash rice. Every day, when I was washing rice, I hid a few grains of rice, and the small ones were boiled at home to sell some spiritual porridge to the immortals. ”

"Then how do you sell this spirit porridge?"

"A bowl of spiritual porridge, the immortal chief will give two thousand taels of silver. ”

"Hey......" Chen Peng suddenly had a feeling of being slaughtered, I am afraid that a bowl of porridge in the world will not even be sold for a penny, and this rat-bearded man is two thousand taels as soon as he opens his mouth. But on second thought, this spiritual porridge was a priceless thing, and what monk would take the spiritual food and sell it for money.

"Okay, take me to see it. ”

Chen Peng followed the rat-bearded man around the alley and came to a low wooden house. As soon as he entered the wooden house, Chen Peng felt a faint vitality, but this vitality was a little mixed, but it was much purer than the aura between heaven and earth.

"Immortal Chief, see if you ...... first," the rat-bearded man said with a flattering smile.

Chen Peng saw his appearance and knew it in his heart, reached into his arms, took out two silver tickets, and handed them to the rat-bearded man.

"Okay, Immortal Chief, wait a minute. ”

I saw that the rat-bearded man opened the clay pot placed on the fire, took a pottery bowl, filled a bowl of porridge and served it to Chen Peng. As soon as the lid of the crockpot was opened, Chen Peng felt that his vitality was a little stronger, and it seemed that this crockpot also had some doorways.

"Your crockpot doesn't seem ordinary, it shouldn't be an ordinary crockpot. ”

"Immortal Chang has good eyesight, this is what my Hun family finally managed to come out of when they were working as a maid in Zhenwei Building, and it is specially used to boil stewed spiritual porridge and spiritual soup. ”

Chen Peng nodded, picked up the pottery bowl and brought it to his mouth and took a sip, the rice porridge went down, and the abundant aura emanated from the rice porridge, which contained a lot of vitality. Chen Peng slightly urged the Hundred Battles Technique to refine the Yuan Qi, which was much easier than the usual meditation and refining the Spiritual Qi.

"Not bad, not bad. Chen Peng praised two sentences, drank up a bowl of spiritual porridge after a while, sat for a while, and refined the vitality contained in the spiritual porridge into the dantian meridians.

"How long will it take for your wife to gather enough spiritual rice to stew a pot of spiritual porridge?"

The rat-bearded man sighed and said, "Hey, that Zhenwei Building is heavily guarded, and my Hun family finally found a secret way to bring Lingmi out." It took a year to boil such a jar of spiritual porridge. ”

Chen Peng couldn't help but be slightly disappointed when he heard this, it took a year to boil such a pot of porridge, so what was the use. This spiritual porridge is not as good as the elixir, the effect is far worse, and it can only be effective if it is eaten regularly.

Two thousand taels of silver for a bowl of porridge, although there is still something left in the crockpot, but Chen Peng doesn't want to drink it anymore, this thing tastes no better than ordinary rice porridge, and it can't be enjoyed often, it's just a chicken rib.

"The fairy is long and slow, and there are still small things, please take a look at the immortal. The rat-bearded man saw that Chen Peng got up and wanted to leave, and hurriedly said.

Chen Peng didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he sat down again when he heard the words. The rat-bearded man walked to the corner, rummaged through the cabinets, and took out a bag from a wooden box.

"Immortal Chief, please look, there are a few Spirit Valleys in here. The rat-bearded man opened the mouth of the bag and handed it to Chen Peng, "When my Hun family washed rice a few times, he saw that there were a few grains in it that had not been shelled, so he picked them up and took them home. The small ones were also planted in the field, thinking that they would be able to sprout and produce ears, but they did not have their wishes, and it must be that this spiritual valley is different from ordinary rice. I don't know if the immortal chief can be interested, and the small one can also sell it to the immortal. ”

Chen Peng didn't know how to plant Linggu, but after thinking about it, it wouldn't be a bad thing to buy it back and give it a try, if it did, wouldn't it be a good thing.

Looking at the bag, there were only a dozen grains in total, Chen Peng coughed and asked, "How much do you cost these spirit grains?"

The rat-bearded man's eyes turned and said: "There is a way to give people fish is better than to teach people to fish, and the fairy chief will give a thousand taels of silver." ”

Chen Peng smiled and said: "You dare to ask for five thousand taels of silver for such a dozen grains, which cannot be eaten or drunk, and I will not plant Linggu, so you should keep it yourself." ”

"Immortal Chief, slow down," the rat-bearded man immediately became anxious when he saw that Chen Peng was leaving, and he also took a big risk by asking the monk to sell the spiritual porridge and spiritual valley, if the monk of Zhenwei Building knew about it, he would definitely not be able to eat and walk around. He only dared to try those foreign monks when he was sent into the Xigeng faction to try, there is a way that people die for money, birds die for food, there is such a big profit, he can't care about it.

Fortunately, Chen Peng was a good buyer, and he bought a bowl of spiritual porridge without even paying the price, and he took out Linggu as soon as he saw that there was a bargain to take advantage of. At this time, seeing that Chen Peng was leaving, he was afraid that he would take a lot of risks to find the next customer, where would he let Chen Peng leave like this, and said with a shy face at the moment: "The immortal chief stays, the immortal chief looks at it, and it is useless to keep this small grain." ”

Chen Peng pondered for a while, took out two silver tickets and handed them to the rat-bearded man and said, "It's still two thousand taels of silver, if you get any good things in the future, you can also find me, I will cultivate in this Xigeng sect in the future." ”

"Okay, okay. The rat-bearded man said in a loud voice, took the silver ticket and handed Linggu to Chen Peng, and his heart blossomed. Not to mention selling this useless Spirit Valley, with such a stable customer in the future, there is no need to take those unnecessary risks.

Carrying Linggu into his arms casually, and out of the wooden house, Chen Peng went to the town again. Although this town is small, it is also prosperous, and several of the mortals who live here are working as servants in several cultivation shops, and the gold and silver treasures are of little use to the monks at all, so the wages for these mortals who work in the shops are also frighteningly high. These people are domestic servants in the shop, but they are out-and-out big families in the town, and this town has not existed for a day or two, and these individuals have spread out and passed on from generation to generation, and slowly more and more people have formed the current scale.

After walking around, Chen Peng felt a little bored, except for the three shops, there was really nothing else that could attract him, when he turned around and walked towards the inn.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Chen Peng was walking, and suddenly bumped into a person on the opposite side and crashed into Chen Peng's arms.

The man looked like he was in his twenties, and he looked a little reckless. Chen Peng didn't think about it, if he bumped into it like this, it would be better for him to even scratch it.

"Huh?" The man walked out two or three feet away, Chen Peng subconsciously reached out and touched it in his arms, and his face suddenly sank. The bag containing Linggu in his arms is gone.

"Wait. Chen Peng took two steps behind the man, put his hand on the man's shoulder, and suddenly the man's shoulder was like pressing a thousand catties of boulder, and he couldn't move.

"Immortal Chief, I don't know what advice I have?" The man's face turned white, the monks in this town have seen a lot, so they are naturally well-informed, how can they not recognize Chen Peng as a monk.

"Get my stuff out. Chen Peng said lightly.

"What is it?" the man looked puzzled, "Immortal Chief's words, the little one doesn't understand it. ”

Chen Peng looked the man up and down, and there were some doubts in his heart, there was no slightest fluctuation of vitality in this person. Although the aura contained in the dozen or so spirit valleys is not much, it is also different from the concentration of the aura between heaven and earth, if it is on this person, it must not be able to hide it from himself, is it really that he accidentally got rid of it, Chen Peng also has some doubts in his heart.

"Alright, I'm mistaken, you go. ”