Next, Zhang Di, accompanied by Song Baitong, wandered around Zhongnan Gufang City.

This Zhongnan Valley is thousands of zhang long and hundreds of zhang wide, it is a long and narrow spindle terrain, surrounded by hundreds of zhang high mountains, closed by the prohibition laid down by the five sects of immortal masters, and the surrounding fog is heavy, and it is difficult for mortals to enter without guidance.

In the valley, there are 100 shops built one after another, which are divided into Linggu shop, pill shop, spirit tool shop, spirit beast shop and so on. At this time, people came and went on the street, shouting and bargaining, and the refiners of various sects and the scattered cultivators gathered here, about a thousand people, all buying and selling here, looking for items that were beneficial to themselves.

"The newly harvested spirit valley, there are no impurities, it is fully dried, 2 spirit stones per catty, buy more and give more!"

"Black Pearl! Black Pearl! Erpin Spirit Valley, 10 spirit stones per catty, the quantity is limited, if you want to buy it as soon as possible!"

"The spirit farmer from the south to the north, don't miss it when you pass by, our store buys a large number of new spirit valleys, 1 spirit stone per catty plus 20 taels of silver, the price is fair, and the child is not bullied!"

"Fellow spirit farmers, our store also buys the new spirit valley, 1 spirit stone per catty plus 1 bottle of blood nourishing pill, it is definitely more cost-effective than 20 taels of silver, don't miss it!"

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Zhang Di saw that at the door of the major valley stores, there was a junior with a loud voice, who let go of his throat and shouted loudly, some sold Linggu, some received Linggu, and there were all kinds of prices and promotional methods, and he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

He was originally just a child in a mountain village, and he had never been out of the village, and he only learned about the excitement in the city from the mouth of the second uncle.

Song Baitong saw him standing still, knowing that he was dumbfounded, he smiled: "Brother Huang, is it the first time you have seen this scene?

Zhang Di came back to his senses, how dare he say that he had never even been to Mortal Fang City, he just nodded and hummed.

Song Baitong pointed to those vendors, smiled and explained in a low voice: "The one who sells the newly harvested Linggu has 2 spirit stones per catty, and the price is fair, but you must not sell your Linggu, he is shouting in disguise, making Lingnong feel that he sells it high, and the price should be high." If he really wants to go, he picks his nose and eyes, and if he can keep the price very low, he can sell it for 1 spirit stone and 10 taels of silver per catty!"

"And the one who sells the Black Pearl Spirit Valley, it's purely fake! It's not the Second Grade Spirit Valley at all, it's some kind of First-Grade Spirit Valley dyed with grape juice, and it's a sheep who can't deceive the goods. ”

"As for those two, one adds 20 taels of silver, and the other adds a bottle of blood nourishing pill, it's best not to go, the real big stores don't need to shout at all, and some people go to buy and sell Linggu. ”

Zhang Di listened quietly, but he secretly remembered in his heart, understanding that these messages would be very useful to him, and would help him increase his experience, and he might use them at some point.

Suddenly, his mind moved, and he asked, "Which is the big store here?"

There are also Hongji Valley stores and Sanbao Valley stores, which are all well-known time-honored brands, with guaranteed reputation, fair prices, and many people who buy and sell Linggu, if you have enough time, you can go to those three stores to see. ”

Zhang Di swept his eyes forward, and sure enough, he saw that there was a more magnificent valley shop in Fang City, and the plaque said "Taichang Valley Store", and there was a long queue in front of the door at this time, with hundreds of people.

He smacked his tongue secretly, he didn't expect that there were so many people selling Linggu in front of the big store, and he hesitated for a moment whether to go over and line up.

"By the way, I see that some people set up stalls directly, if they put Linggu out to sell, is it okay?" Zhang Di asked with a thought in his heart.

"It's up to you, you have to pay a fee for setting up a stall in the market, 1 spirit stone per day, and you have to take 1% of the transaction in the market, if you think it's cost-effective, you can try it." ”

Zhang Di walked forward, and saw that there were many Lingnong who set up stalls on both sides to sell Linggu alone, and if he also set up a stall, not to mention the cost, even the time could not be consumed! It seems that he has to find a grain shop to sell, which is more convenient.

So he asked Song Baitong again: "Brother Song, is there a grain shop where there are fewer people and the price is fair, I don't ask for a high price, as long as it sells quickly." ”

"That's going to go inside, there are some chic valley shops with special requirements, so not many people go. As he spoke, he led Zhang Di to walk inside, and introduced: "This is the Yongsheng Valley store, which only collects the old valley that is three years old, because the old valley is sweeter and has a good taste of wine......

"Brother Song, you know so much! It's really an eye-opener for the younger brother. Zhang Di duly sent his compliment.

"That is, if you are well-informed and well-informed, no one can compare to me Song Baitong!" Song Baitong was complimented, and the whole person was fluttering, and he immediately said it with spit and his eyes lit up.

Zhang Di's eyes were straight when he heard it, he didn't expect this guy to know a lot, he really can be called "Baitong"!

Walking and walking, the two walked to a valley shop built by cyan bamboo, the door face is not big, there are few people in front of the door, and no one enters, and the plaque on the door reads "Qingzhu Valley Store", a rather elegant name.

"Is there anything special about this valley shop?" Zhang Di asked with some curiosity.

Song Baitong shook his head: "Don't go to this house, the shopkeeper is a woman, not to mention her ugly appearance, her personality is still eccentric, and she picks and chooses to buy Linggu, which is even harsher than the first one outside." said that I wanted to make a boutique spirit valley, I think my brain was broken!"

Zhang Di became interested and asked, "How harsh is the law?"

Song Baitong wrenched his fingers and said: "What is the impurity of each grain of Linggu within one percent, the moisture is one-tenth, the roughness rate is more than ninety percent ninety, the whole grain rate is more than eighty percent eight, and what is the gloss, transparency, and taste...... Alas, there are so many chaotic rules that I can't explain it for a while. ”

Zhang Di listened to the thought, Linggu impurities refer to the grass blades, dust, etc. mixed into the Linggu; the amount of moisture refers to the degree of drying, the moisture is easy to mildew, too little moisture affects the taste; roughness refers to the number of grains without chaff after the grain is shelled, the higher the better; the grain preparation rate refers to whether the grain is broken and broken, and the higher the better.

As for gloss, transparency and taste, it is related to sunlight, watering and fertilization, and also related to the variety of millet, the better the luster, the higher the transparency, the more elastic the taste, and the higher the quality.

"Who would make such a harsh acquisition condition? The shopkeeper is still a woman? Well, it's interesting. He glanced at the door of the store, the crowd was sparse, and the location was still remote, so he couldn't help but secretly think about it, and planned to take a look alone later.

After making up his mind, he said quietly: "Thank you Brother Song for telling me, it really opened my eyes, and then the little brother wants to take a walk alone, why don't you and I say goodbye?" "Bow your hand, turn around and leave.

Song Baitong didn't expect him to say that he would leave, and he originally thought that if he was so vigorously advocating for help, the other party would appreciate it very much! Holding the silver in his hand, he was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly caught up and said: "Brother, this is leaving? What do you think of joining the Zhongnan Alliance? This alliance has an immortal master in charge, which is very good for us and other body refiners!"

"Brother Rong, let me reply again! Brother Song has a very good reputation in this city, and it will be very convenient for me to come to you, don't you say?" Zhang Di smiled faintly.

Song Baitong didn't expect that he heard that there was an immortal master in charge, and he was not moved, and immediately looked him up and down with strange eyes, and suddenly his eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, and said with a smile: "Okay, if Brother Huang changes his mind, he can come to me at any time." With that, he stepped forward and patted Zhang Di on the shoulder with his hand, and then turned around and walked away with a grin.

Zhang Di was patted on the shoulder by him, his brows furrowed slightly, but he couldn't say anything, he stood for a moment, and turned away.

Song Baitong turned left and right in the market, and soon came to an inconspicuous inn, he looked around, saw that no one was paying attention, and knocked twice on the door of a room.

The door creaked open, and he dodged in.

The lights in the room were dim, and there were several people sitting in the room, and one of them sneered at the male duck's voice: "Yo! Isn't this Song Bai stealing brothers? Why did you come back empty-handed, but you lost your eyes and were swept away by the sheep?"

Song Baitong ignored this person's ridicule, walked to the bed in the center first, and saluted to a long-bearded old man leaning on the collapse: "I have seen Lord Immortal, and my subordinates have set their eyes on a young man who came out to practice alone, about fifteen or sixteen years old, surnamed Huang. With a spirit hoe, he carried more than 20 catties of spirit valley, as well as the skin and teeth of the demon wild boar, and a little spirit stone and other things were wrapped in the cloth belt around his waist. I wanted to trick him into joining the gang, but this young man was unusually cautious and did not fall for it, and his subordinates suspected that he was trained by a big family, and he was afraid that there were other valuable things on him, so he simply put lingering incense powder on him. ”

The long-bearded old man snuffed, squinted his eyes, and asked in a sharp and thin voice, "Is it a body refiner or an immortal master?"

"It's a body refiner, and his subordinate lingering incense powder slapped him on the shoulder, he didn't notice it, and his cultivation was not high, so it was estimated that it was the appearance of the first level of body refining. Song Baitong replied respectfully.

"Oh, it's just a first-level body refiner, then you can just watch it. If you need to do it, you take the two brothers with you, remember to stay away from the valley before you do it, be quick with your hands and feet, and don't alarm the patrol team in the valley. The long-bearded old man said this lazily, and suddenly his tone changed: "But if you look away, don't blame me for being unkind!"

Suddenly, with a finger and a snort, a fist-sized fireball flashed out, reflecting Song Baitong's frightened face.