"Booth No. 69 in District D...... Where......"

Wu Tao shuttled through the Ding District of Fang City, holding the stall rental voucher in his hand, and he spent sixty broken spirit stones to rent the stall for two days.

Fang Market is too big and a bit hard to find.

"Little Daoyou, what are you looking for?"

At this time, Wu Tao heard Han Tiezhu's voice, he looked up, and sure enough, he saw Han Tiezhu standing on his Lingmi stall, and he found this place unconsciously.

Wu Tao stepped forward and said, "Uncle Han, I'm looking for a stall, No. 69 in District Ding, look ......"

As he spoke, he showed the booth rental voucher to Han Tiezhu.

Han Tiezhu took a closer look, Deng Shi was happy, and said with a smile: "Little Daoyou, this is not a coincidence, No. 69 in District D, just to my left, and I am No. 70 in District D." ”

Wu Tao looked at the vacant stall on the left side of Han Tiezhu, and really saw a small number plate engraved with 'No. 69 in Ding District'.

"This brand is too small, no wonder it's so hard to find......" Wu Tao complained, turned to Han Tiezhu and thanked him: "Thank you Uncle Han, otherwise I will have to find it again." ”

Han Tiezhu smiled honestly and waved his hand, "You're welcome, by the way, what are you selling at your stall?" ”

Wu Tao came to the front of the stall, took down the burden behind him, put a piece of cloth on it, took out the robe and put it on carefully, and then took out a wooden sign written in advance, pointed to the sign and said to Han Tiezhu: "Uncle Han, look." ”

Han Tiezhu looked at the wooden sign, and saw a line of words written crookedly on it: 'First-order and second-order sprinting robes, price tag, fifteen lower-grade spirit stones'.

"You are selling Dharma robes, that is very obedient, but it is much more valuable than my spiritual rice...... Little Daoyou, why don't you go to District A or sell it in the district, there are more people there. ”

Wu Tao Hao Ran said: "Uncle Han, I'm not shy in my pocket, besides, I think this place is very good." ”

"This uncle, how did you sell this spiritual rice?" Han Tiezhu was still going to talk to Wu Tao, and a loose cultivator came up to ask about the price, and Han Tiezhu hurriedly greeted the guests.

Wu Tao took out a futon, sat on it, and looked at this street, this street is all selling groceries, and he is the only one who sells robes.

If I don't have anyone to compete with me, wouldn't I sell it quickly?

He looked at the immortal cultivators coming and going on the street, and thought happily in his heart.

"In two days, you must sell it."

There are still two days, and it will be the day when the tooth store collects the rent, if it is not sold, there is no spirit stone to pay the rent, and there is no place to stay.

It's not very safe outside the city.

It's not that there are many beasts.

Sometimes, immortal cultivators are more terrifying than beasts.

Wu Tao looked at the scattered cultivators who walked by, and some of them glanced at Wu Tao's stall, and when they saw the price on the wooden sign, they were deterred one by one and left directly.

Fifteen lower-grade spirit stones are indeed more than a little more expensive for low-level casual cultivation.

If you want the original owner to mine in the Qingling Sect, there are only three spirit stones a month, and this first-order and second-order magic robe will take five months without eating or drinking to buy it.

Among the four arts of cultivating immortals, magic weapons, pills, and formations are the most expensive because the cost is very high. Talismans, on the other hand, are cheaper, low-cost, and mostly disposable.

His magic robe, refining twice before succeeding once, consuming six star fire stones, two catties of demon silk, the cost price is five lower-grade spirit stones, selling for fifteen yuan, it can be said that it is not expensive at all.

In addition, there is also a booth fee for the cost, and a transaction tax for the success of the transaction.

And that's not even counting the labor costs.

Han Tiezhu made a deal and received a hundred broken spirit stones, his face was full of joy, and he turned to Wu Tao and said, "I don't know what the name of the little Taoist friend is?" ”

"Li Mo!" Wu Tao still used a pseudonym.

Although the king steward doesn't care about him, if he hears the news that he is still alive one day, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not breed the desire to kill people and destroy his mouth, so it is better to be stable.

Han Tiezhu said with a smile: "Li Mo, good name, I'll call you Li Xiaoyou, Li Xiaoyou, your robe...... I don't know what it is? …… Ah, sorry...... I shouldn't have inquired......"

Han Tiezhu's move is a taboo in the immortal cultivation world, don't easily probe into other people's privacy, even if Wu Tao's robe is not coming from the right way, it is not something he can ask.

In case I meet someone who is not easy to get along with, I secretly hate you, and I will regret it when I look back for an opportunity to do you.

It's not like nothing hasn't happened before.

Wu Tao was not angry, just said that it was okay, and then revealed it.

As for refining it himself, he hasn't been familiar with Han Tiezhu to this point.

The day passed quickly, and at sunset, the market was closed, and Wu Tao did not succeed in selling the robes, and there was no one to ask.

However, Han Tiezhu beside him sold ninety catties of spirit rice and earned three low-grade spirit stones, and the whole person was happy.

Wu Tao is called an envy!

After a day of guarding the stall, exhausted physically and mentally, Wu Tao cleaned up the stall, said goodbye to Han Tiezhu, and returned to his residence, returned to his residence, fell asleep, and was not even in the mood to eat dinner.

Early the next morning, Wu Tao washed his face with cold water, and when he saw himself in the basin, Yintang was black, which was already obvious.

Could it be that my black seal hall has not attracted customers? Thinking of this, he took out a long strip of black cloth and covered his forehead, and then came to the market to set up a stall.

"Whew!"

Taking a long breath, Wu Tao secretly cheered himself up in his heart and dispelled the gloomy mood, if the stall owner put on a stinky face, there would be no customers to inquire.

"Li Xiaoyou, don't worry, this is how doing business is, I haven't sold a catty of spiritual rice for three or four days before......" Han Tiezhu comforted when he heard Wu Tao sigh.

"Thank you Uncle Han for your concern."

It's just that Han Tiezhu knows his difficulties.

The morning passed quickly, but there were people who pushed a small wooden cart to sell lunch, Wu Tao was hungry, and spent a broken spirit stone to sell a lunch, one meat and one vegetable, and exclaimed in his heart that he was a noble death, and he had a feeling of eating a boxed lunch on the train in his previous life.

After lunch, Wu Tao beat his spirits and looked at passers-by, as long as passers-by looked at his signboard a few more times, he asked if he needed a robe?

Hard work pays off.

After asking more than a dozen people, a middle-aged male man dressed as a casual cultivator stepped forward and asked, "Your robe, fifteen lower-grade spirit stones, is too expensive, can it be less?" ”

Wu Tao said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, this is a first-order second-order sprinting robe, it is indispensable, and if it is less, I will lose money." ”

The middle-aged cultivator said: "There is only one of the four lower grade spirit stones of the light talisman, which is a little faster than this sprinting robe." ”

Wu Tao's face froze, and he patiently explained: "Fellow Daoist, the light talisman is a one-time one, and you can't even buy four fifteen spirit stones, although it is faster than my robe, but my robe is not a one-time one, and it can be used for a long time." ”

Middle-aged cultivator: "Then how did you come to this robe, if you come from the wrong way, if you are found by the former master, then you won't even lose your life......

Wu Tao took the robe and assured in a low voice: "Fellow Daoists, please rest assured, you see, this robe is brand new, and it is by no means from an improper source, but it is being refined. ”

"You refined?" A hint of shock flashed on the middle-aged cultivator's face, but he quickly concealed it, and the shock was not suitable for bargaining: "Then you take out the refiner certificate certified by the Wuquan Mountain Refining Hall and show me?" ”

"Uh......" This stumped Wu Tao, he really didn't.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Sanxiu Deng said happily: "You don't have a refiner certificate, how can I believe that you refined it?" Then how can I believe in your quality, I see that Taoist friends sell sincerely, and I also buy sincerely, at a fixed price, thirteen low-grade spirit stones, you can make a deal? ”

Thirteen yuan, pay six yuan for rent, pay one for Zhang Li, pay one percent of the transaction tax, and one and thirty broken spirit stones, and there are still ...... With a quick calculation in his heart, Wu Tao shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist, it's really not good." ”

"Okay, if you don't sell it sincerely, then goodbye!" The middle-aged casual cultivator left without hesitation.

was pinched, once upon a time, he also used to pinch others like this...... Wu Tao hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "That's it, if you really want to buy it, don't say anything about thirteen lower-grade spirit stones, fourteen lower-grade spirit stones, within a month, if it is damaged, how about it?" ”

This is his final bottom line.

The middle-aged cultivator calculated for a moment in his heart, nodded and said, "Done!" ”

Wu Tao breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that this person would regret it, so he hurriedly wrote a transaction voucher, and then handed over the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other.

Looking at the back of the other party leaving with the robe, I only felt that the other party's back was radiating, it was not easy, and it was finally sold.

Wu Tao almost shed tears of excitement.

"Congratulations to Li Xiaoyou for selling the robe, eh, it's better to sell the robe, and the spirit stone will come in an uproar. By the way, isn't Li Xiaoyou going to buy Lingmi? I'll call you......" Han Tiezhu looked at the fourteen white-flowered spirit stones in Wu Tao's hand, and the envy in his heart!

When Wu Tao heard this, he immediately put the spirit stone in his hand close to his body, and arched his hand: "Uncle Han, next time, next time, next time." ”

Now is not the time to enjoy.

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