The middle-aged man's name was Ding Chang, and he let a few people into the courtyard and stared at these uninvited guests with a slightly suspicious gaze.

"Hello, we're meeting again!"

In order to avoid the embarrassment of the atmosphere, Yunzhi said with a smile.

"A few people came here to look for Ding, I don't know why?" Ding Chang asked straight to the point.

"Boss, these people are going to give you a laugh. A shopkeeper on the side hurriedly interjected.

"Buying and selling?"

Ding Chang was stunned for a moment, his eyes looked at the three strangers, and finally his eyes stayed on the young man among them.

As a perennial trader, he can naturally see which of the three has a higher status.

"I don't know how many people have come here to find someone Ding, what kind of deal do you want to discuss?"

Ding Chang asked, but in his heart he was guessing that these people might be planning to buy his shop, otherwise it would be impossible to find this place.

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't want to waste time, he knew that he still had an important thing to do at night, so he took out the peculiar paper straightforwardly and said, "I want to buy this kind of paper, I don't know if there is anything else?"

Unlike the two shopkeepers, Ding Chang recognized at a glance what kind of paper this was, which was exactly what he had given to these two ladies in the first place.

"You just came here to buy this kind of paper?"

Ding Chang couldn't understand his psychology, but he said very politely: "This kind of paper is the fine paper made by my father in the early days, and there is not much left.

"Can you let me take a look at it first!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe said with a serious face.

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

Ding Chang considered that these people had come all the way and that it might be his last paper business, so he politely asked a few people to sit at the stone table and wait for a while, while he turned around and entered the room.

"Chang'er, who's out there?" At this time, an old woman's voice came from the room.

"It's a few customers who come to the door to buy some paper, so you don't have to go out. ”

"Since you're here, you're a guest. How can you let people wait outside alone......"

In a short time, a gray-haired, haggard old woman walked out of the room with a cane in her hand.

The two shopkeepers also saw it, and hurried over to help.

After chatting with the old woman, Dongfang Xiuzhe learned that their Ding family had been in the paper business for generations, and most of them made their own paper.

With the sluggish paper market, business is becoming more and more difficult, and there is a lot of inventory backlog at home. In order to make a living, it had to be sold at a reduced price.

Later, however, even though the paper was lowered, few customers came to the door.

And now, Ding Chang's father suddenly fell ill again, and spent a lot of money on the family for medical treatment......

The old man talks a lot when he gets older, and he is sentimental. When talking about sad things, he even kept wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Mother, why did you still come out, be careful not to catch a cold!"

It was at this time. Ding Chang walked out with a few long wooden boxes in his hands.

"Severy, this is the kind of paper you want!" Ding Chang placed the wooden box on the stone table and gently wiped the dust off it.

"Isn't this what your father made in the early days?" the old woman saw the wooden boxes, as if to bring back a memory.

Dongfang Xiuzhe's heart moved. Without saying anything more, he opened the box, revealing a roll of snow-white paper. Just what he needed.

Sure enough, it didn't come in vain!

With joy in his heart, Dongfang Xiuzhe raised his head and looked at Ding Chang and said, "It's this kind of paper, I don't know how much there is, I want to buy it." ”

"Do you want to buy all the guests?" Ding Chang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reminded again, "Guest, this kind of paper was made by my father a long time ago, and due to the special materials, the price may be ......."

"It's okay, you can make a price!" Dongfang Xiuzhe looked serious.

For him, as long as it's a good thing, money isn't an issue.

"This kind of paper, a roll costs a thousand gold coins!" Ding Chang still continued to remind.

It is precisely because of the high cost of this kind of paper that it will be backlogged to the closest, Ding Chang heard his father say that this kind of paper is mostly used to make zuò magic books, fighting skills secrets, etc., which is characterized by high temperature resistance, strong flexibility, and has a peculiar conductive effect.

Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people who know the goods, and even magic books and various secret books do not use this kind of paper, mainly because it is too expensive.

A volume only costs a thousand gold coins, and when he heard Dongfang Xiuzhe's ears, it was simply too cheap, he originally thought that the other party would open his mouth!

You must know that the paper in this wooden box is much larger than the one given to Yunzhi, and a preliminary visual inspection shows that a piece of this paper can make nearly twenty spells, and there are about a thousand pieces of this paper in one roll.

In this way, a single roll can produce tens of thousands of spells, and this is only a thousand gold coins.

"No problem, as many as you want!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe's attitude was still the same, and he took out the gold card.

Ding Chang stared at the young man in front of him in surprise, and it took a long time to react, and said excitedly: "Wait a minute, I'll ...... I'm going to take everything I have. ”

He hurried into the room again.

No wonder he was so excited, when he was in need of money, such a big customer came, it was like a relief in the snow for him.

There was not much time, and Ding Chang took out a large box from inside, which was full of this kind of paper.

After doing the math, there are fifty volumes in total, and the cost is fifty thousand gold coins!

Dongfang Xiuzhe paid the money very happily and asked, "Is there only so much?"

"That's all there is to it!" Ding Chang's face finally showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Fifty thousand gold coins is enough for him to save the emergency, plus the little savings that the family has, he can not sell the shop for the time being.

Although fifty rolls of this kind of paper is already a lot, it is still far from enough for Dongfang Xiuzhe.

Keep in mind that spells are highly consumable, and while some spells can be reused multiple times, the vast majority of offensive spells are disposable.

Putting these fifty rolls of paper into the ring, Dongfang Xiuzhe asked, "How long will it take to make the next batch of zuò this kind of paper?"

Ding Chang was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "Guest." Are you still going to ask for it?"

Dongfang Xiuzhe nodded.

At this time, Ding Chang's heart was touched, and he suddenly remembered what his father once said to him: "Sooner or later, one day, you will meet someone who knows the goods, and at that time, you will definitely be able to glorify your ancestors." ”

"Hey~" Ding Chang sighed and said with emotion, "If only you could come a few days earlier, guest." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Dongfang Xiuzhe frowned.

"I don't know each other, only my father knows how to make this kind of paper. And now my father is seriously ill and in a coma......" Speaking of this, Ding Chang didn't go on, because he saw his mother's sadness.

Now Ding Chang regrets that he didn't learn the recipe of making this paper from his father because he was too cumbersome and had no prospects, and missed this opportunity to revitalize his family in vain.

Dongfang Xiuzhe really didn't expect this kind of thing, he just heard the old woman talk about the situation at home, and knew that Ding Chang's father accidentally hit his head on the wooden pillar. I fell unconscious.

"Can you take me to see your father, maybe I can cure him!"

The current Dongfang cultivators have already learned a little bit of medical skills, and they have the Yin and Yang Five Elements Technique as the foundation. Coupled with the magical effect of the True Yuan Force, as long as it is not some incurable and terminal disease, he still has a way.

The room was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the smell of medicine. On top of the bed lay an old man with white hair on his back, his head wrapped in a white cloth.

In the whole room, there are few valuable furnishings.

Ding Chang looked nervously at the young man beside the bed to take his father's pulse. He didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing the young man's treatment.

Every time the young man frowned, it would deeply affect Ding Chang's heart.

Suddenly, the boy pressed a palm on his father's head, and immediately after, a strange green light began to appear.

Ding Chang was so shocked that he almost screamed, but he finally held back his senses.

Suddenly, a very strong hope welled up in my heart.

The boy's treatment continued, the green light flickering constantly, and time passed little by little......

Ding Chang was glad that his mother had stayed outside.

About half a pillar of incense passed, and the green light finally disappeared, and the boy stood up.

It wasn't until this moment that Ding Chang dared to ask out loud: "How is my father, can he still be cured?"

"Your father has woken up!" Dongfang Xiuzhe said with a smile.

Ding Chang looked towards the bed, and sure enough, he saw his father's eyelids first twitch a few times, and then slowly opened.

"Father!" Ding Chang was so excited that he rushed over and grabbed his father's hand.

The old man's lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Your father's body is still very weak, and he needs to recuperate for a few days before he can fully recover, pay attention to replenishing his nutrition during this time!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe said and walked outside the house.

When Ding Chang's mother learned that the boy had saved his wife, she had to ask Ding Chang to kneel down to thank his life-saving benefactor, and also asked Ding Chang to return the gold coins just now.

"If you want to thank me, make more of this kind of paper, I want as much as I want, and if the capital turnover is not open, I can pay in advance. ”

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't ask for money, and for him, 50,000 gold coins was nothing at all.

Moreover, he did not treat the old man in vain, at least from the old man's memory, he learned the recipe for making this strange paper.

However, due to the cumbersome process of making this kind of paper, and the high requirements for craftsmanship, Dongfang Xiuzhe still wanted to buy ready-made.

"Your father has recovered, you can come to the 'Cloud Pavilion Restaurant' to find me, if you are interested in making your business bigger and wider, you can join my sect, you can talk to her for details!" Dongfang Xiuzhe pointed to Yunzhi on the side.

Yunzhi nodded understandingly, she knew that the little sect master was planning to develop the paper market, and also wanted to monopolize this strange paper. (To be continued......)