The final transaction price of this altar of bamboo leaves and green leaves was one hundred and sixty-eight taels of silver.
Strictly speaking, this price is still good, 60% higher than the normal selling price in Tianmen Shanfang City, but for Liu Xiaolou, it is doubled. He originally tried to blackmail him by exchanging a jar of bamboo leaves for a piece of spiritual stone, but the manager looked at him as if he were a fool. In the end, he felt that it was too much, so he changed his mind and accepted the money.
After the wine was sold, Liu Xiaolou scratched his head and said in disbelief: "He just bought it? He didn't even ask where the wine came from?"
Zuo Gaofeng said with a smile: "They don't want to ask. Asking will only increase their worries."
Liu Xiaolou thought thoughtfully: "So, if we go back to the mountain openly, there is really no danger."
Zuo Gaofeng said: "Of course there is danger, but it's not big. Look, it's coming..."
While they were talking, several servants of the Qingyu Sect were patrolling up the cliff each holding a wooden sign with portraits painted on it.
"There is a reward for the Wulong Mountain bandits. Anyone who provides clues will be rewarded with five spiritual stones!" The deacon of the Qingyu Sect in custody walked in front of the team and announced loudly.
Liu Xiaolou watched curiously as the group of people came to the cave, raised the portraits above their heads one by one, and showed them to several of them. When he looked at them intently, he didn't recognize them. Then when he looked at the names marked next to the portraits, his heart skipped a beat. .
"The bandit leader Wang..."
"The bandit Dai Gaosheng..."
"The ruthless bandit Zuo Gaofeng..."
The deacon of Qingyu Sect asked: "Have you seen these people?"
Zuo Gaofeng and Tan Bazhang shook their heads at the same time: "I haven't seen it before."
The deacon looked at Liu Xiaolou again, and Liu Xiaolou looked at Zuo Gaofeng. After looking at it, he found that the portrait was actually very similar, so he quickly shook his head: "I haven't seen it before."
The deacon led the team to the other side, and Liu Xiaolou whispered: "Master of the Gorge, have you been recorded?"
Zuo Gaofeng smiled: "Leave it to them. Their painting skills are too poor. If they can't catch anyone, they can only blame themselves."
Tan Bazhang complained: "There is no Tan... Is Tan not fierce enough?"
Liu Xiaolou looked at the prosperity on Guimeng Cliff and sighed: "Who would believe it?"
He didn't want to delay, so he told Zuo Gaofeng and Tan Bazhang: "I went to Tianmen Mountain to buy wine and will be back in two days."
Carrying the money, he went down the mountain and went straight to Hongji Restaurant in Tianmenfang City. After ordering wine and food to fill his stomach, the shopkeeper brought in a jar of bamboo leaf green: "My boss has told me that Mr. Liu can drink this wine when he comes again, but every day One jar at most, don’t drink too much.”
Liu Xiaolou took the wine and left, hiding it in Pinggu's house in Yangliuwan, where he rested for the night. This house can be called a haunted house, but when the perpetrator moves in, he has nothing to fear and worries about, and his sleep is still sweet.
The next day, he repeated his old tricks and continued to order food and drink at Hongji Restaurant, and took away the second jar of bamboo leaves and green leaves. At this point, one hundred and sixty taels of silver were exchanged for two jars of bamboo leaves and greens, and the remaining eighty taels were converted into vegetable money.
That night, Liu Xiaolou rushed back to Guimeng Cliff in Wulong Mountain with two jars of spirit wine. When he arrived, it was the end of Yinshi, the market was not open, and the cliff was deserted. Only Zuo Gaofeng and Tan Bazhang stayed in the cave. .
As the daylight dawned, various merchants came up to Guimengya one after another. Even the villagers at the foot of Ganzhu Ridge came up carrying burdens and baskets. Although what they sold were not rare mountain goods and spiritual objects, the candies , cakes and other things, and even freshly cooked soup and porridge, etc., added a lot of fireworks to Guimengya, which also attracted many servants and maids of the Qingyu Sect to visit.
Uncle Tian also set up a small stall and brought over a dozen strips of bacon from the beams of his house and spread them out for sale. He and Liu Xiaolou looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
The steward of the Qingyu Sect who had bought wine before also strolled up. When he saw the two jars of bamboo leaf green next to Liu Xiaolou, he immediately smiled: "Two jars this time?"
Liu Xiaolou finally had the courage to ask for the spirit stone: "It's not easy. I broke my leg while running down to collect it. You said last time..."
Without saying anything, the steward took out a spiritual stone and said, "One spiritual stone, two altars!"
Liu Xiaolou refused: "The price of Bamboo Leaf Green three months ago was indeed one piece of spiritual stone and two altars, but you know what the price is now, not to mention that I broke my leg running down and picked it up the mountain... .”
The manager looked stupid again, but this time Liu Xiaolou had adapted and said: "I don't want to bid randomly. One spiritual stone and two jars of green bamboo leaves. This price is definitely not good. I won't make any profit. No need for the spiritual stone." Add more, but you can add another hundred and sixty taels.”
The steward said: "According to the last price, one hundred and sixty taels buy you a jar of bamboo leaf green, which is equivalent to paying a spiritual stone for the remaining jar. Do you think I'm stupid?"
Liu Xiaolou said: "Drinking is getting harder and harder, you know this."
The steward said: "When our Qingyu Sect returns to Dongting, it will be easy to get this spiritual wine. You should also know this."
Liu Xiaolou did the math and said helplessly: "Then I'll just be the cashier."
The two bargained for a while and finally settled the deal for three hundred and twenty taels of silver.
There are no specific rules for exchanging spirit stones and silver, it just depends on what you need. So far, the cash register is more cost-effective, because he can buy more bamboo leaves with silver. Of course, when it comes time to switch to spirit stones, the timing must be right. Now is when the Qingyu Sect and Tianmu Mountain families are having conflicts, so that he can take a bite from it. Otherwise, once the opportunity passes, the large sum of money he has stored will be at risk. , but there are not many spiritual stones to be exchanged.
The steward was also very satisfied, because he could do the job and didn't have to go to other sects hundreds of miles away to bother him, so he said to Liu Xiaolou: "My surname is Hou, you can call me steward Hou, and I will bring you the spirit wine later." , keep them all for me, and you are not allowed to sell them to anyone else, do you understand? If someone forcefully buys them, you must report my name."
Liu Xiaolou asked cautiously: "I heard that your sect has a visiting deacon, also named Hou, I don't know..."
Manager Hou smiled: "Oh? Have you ever heard of my brother? Yes, he is my brother, my biological brother."
Liu Xiaolou cupped his hands and said: "I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time!"
Steward Hou asked the servant who brought him to pick up two jars of bamboo leaves and greens, and walked away with his hands behind his back. Liu Xiaolou saw him coming to Tian Bo's stall, spending money to buy two pieces of bacon, and licking the ones he touched on his fingers. He smacked his tongue, seemed satisfied, and hung the bacon on the pole carried by the servant.
The two brothers, Steward Hou, are both practicing. The deacons and stewards who belong to the inner sect are different from those of the outer sect. Liu Xiaolou hung in the distance and looked at his purchasing style. He found that the basic things he bought were There are all kinds of meats on top.
Like to eat meat?
With the money, Liu Xiaolou continued his errand career and went to Tianmenshanfang City, nearly two hundred miles away, to continue carrying green bamboo leaves. He stayed at Hongji Restaurant for four days and got four jars of green bamboo leaves. He carried them on a pole and returned to Wulong Mountain overnight.
