Zhouchengfang City
This is a market specifically reserved for small businesses. There are temporary ones and long-term rental ones; some occupy no more than a few feet, only enough for one person to stand; some are one foot long and wide, with a row of counters in the middle, which is more than enough for a few waiters.
Yang Zhen was lingering in front of a street stall selling various sundries.
He took a fancy to something called Han Shui Jingso.
This is the essence revealed by some aquatic monsters before they die. It is light blue and looks like crystal. The price of a thumb-sized piece of Han Shui Essence is about five hundred spirit stones.
This was exactly what Yiyi asked him to look for, a spiritual object that could absorb the innate water aura and store it.
After some bargaining, Yang Zhen bought it for four hundred and fifty spirit stones.
Chen Fugui's stall is also in this area, about a hundred meters away from where he is now. Yang Zhen has been wandering around this market for half an hour, but she has never been close to it. The city was bustling with people, so there was no need to worry about Chen Fugui discovering him.
Guessing that the time was almost up, he walked over.
"In the past half an hour, his stall sold a total of three soul-nourishing grasses, ten pounds of blood-coagulating grass, a piece of blazing sun iron ore, and five first-order low-grade talismans. The prices are..."
Yiyi quietly informed him of what he had overheard.
The stall Yang Zhen rented was about three feet long and wide, with a desk and a bench on it. The front of the table is engraved with three large characters "Dexingtang", and below it are a number of small characters, which read "Long-term sale of soul-nourishing grass, blood-coagulating grass..." and other explanations.
Chen Fugui was sitting on a stool, holding a brush in one hand and a piece of white paper in the other hand, writing and drawing.
Feeling that someone was approaching, he didn't even raise his head and muttered: "Everything sold in this store is clearly marked, fellow Taoist, please help yourself."
Yang Zhen smiled softly and called: "Uncle Fugui."
Chen Fugui's hand holding the pen paused slightly, put the pen down, then raised his head and said in surprise: "My little boss!"
"How many kinds of talismans can you make now?" Yang Zhen asked.
Some time ago, Chen Fugui complained that setting up a stall was boring and wanted to learn how to make talismans in his free time. Yang Zhen can let him do it, as long as it doesn't delay the business.
"It's still the simplest first-level low-grade talismans, but I can occasionally sell a few, which is pretty good." Chen Fugui said cheerfully.
The two chatted for a few more words. Yang Zhen took the ledger and saw that the previous transactions were clearly recorded on it, and the amount of each transaction was exactly the same as what Yiyi had heard.
He was very satisfied and had confidence in the next arrangements.
"That's it for today," he ordered, "Let's go find a place to have tea!"
"Okay!" Chen Fugui responded with a smile.
…
In a teahouse with simple decoration, Yang Zhen asked Chen Fugui to order a pot of spiritual tea, and the two drank slowly.
He took out a storage bag and handed it to Chen Fugui:
"I originally had some spiritual stones, but I just spent them. There are 12,000 kilograms of coagulated blood grass, and you sold them all..."
"Then, you go and change to a larger stall, one that is one foot long and one foot wide. The annual rent is about one thousand two thousand, and you pay half a year first..."
"Hang a plaque of Dexingtang in front of the stall. When business gets better, we can rent a shop directly..."
"After a while, Aunt Fu will send a young man over. You have seen him before, his name is Tian Tiezhu..."
"From now on, when you return to the county every month, you must hand over the account book for that month to Aunt Fu for review..."
"Starting from this month, your salary will be increased to twenty spirit stones..."
"In addition, I heard from Aunt Fu that because of what happened to the Zhu family, my aunt wants to leave Shuyang County. In this case, you might as well bring your aunt to Zhoucheng, and I will help you find a place to live at no cost to you. Of course, future subsidies But it’s gone…”
"Also, I will help you contact a long-term contact with the Cultivation Cave, and you won't have to pay for it either..."
In order to save money, Chen Fugui rented a small house in a mortal's residence outside Fang City and rushed to Zhuiyun Mountain before dawn every day. First, I went to the rented cave to practice for an hour, and then came to Fangshi to run the business. I didn't return to my residence until Youshi, which was very hard.
"You will come with me to meet a friend later," Yang Zhen warned: "This friend is not good at talking. It's just right. Don't tell him too much about our business."
It was close to Youshi, Chen Fugui paid the bill, and the two of them went to the restaurant where he and Manager Cui met.
After waiting at the door for a while, Wang Shaohe arrived. This was the friend Yang Zhen was going to introduce to Chen Fugui tonight.
After drinking for three rounds, Yang Zhen took out a carefully prepared gift, with a total value of about fifty spiritual stones, including ten Huoji dates.
Wang Shaohe has four spiritual roots, one of which is fire. This fire jujube is extremely useful to him. Before practicing some fire spells, eating one of these jujubes can enhance his perception of fire spiritual energy.
Wang Shaohe opened the gift and was indeed very satisfied. He said politely: "It's a great gift. It's a great gift."
"My nephew has always remembered Uncle Sixteen's help to my nephew in the past three years, and I have always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you!" Yang Zhen said with a smile.
"You're welcome," Wang Shaohe said hurriedly: "You are also a Qi Practitioner now, so let's treat each other as equals."
"How can that be done!" Yang Zhen quickly refused.
The three of them chatted for a while, and then Yang Zhen made it clear.
As one of the top immortal cultivating families in the city, the Wang family occupies a large area of the Falling Cloud Mountain. There are rows of houses there, which are not only provided for temporary accommodation by friends traveling to and from the city, but can also be rented to acquaintances for a long period of time.
In addition, the Wang family's cave in the mountain also has a lot of space, which can also be rented out, but it is generally not open to the public.
Now that it was easy to talk, Wang Shaohe quickly agreed to clean out a courtyard and find a cave for the middle stage of Qi training to rent to Chen Fugui.
The total cost of the two items is a monthly rent of thirty spirit stones, which will be handed over to the Wang family by Chen Fugui every three months.
After helping Chen Fugui solve his worries, Yang Zhen could finally go to the sect with peace of mind and participate in the selection.
…
After dinner, he sent Wang and Chen to the palace. Without stopping, he called a carriage and came to the yard he rented in Zhoucheng, where he put down this batch of Xuanyang wood.
He will notify Manager Cui to send someone to pick up these Xuanyang wood. As for the payment, it will not be too late to ask for it next time.
As he began to practice, he had more and more ways to protect himself, and he no longer had to be so careful about small details.
After doing all this, he returned to his residence in Zhou Palace. It was already Haishizheng.
The courtyard was brightly lit, but all the schoolchildren from all counties who participated in the selection were present. Some familiar monks went to each other's houses, while the unattended schoolchildren laughed and made a lot of noise.
Zhao Yue'er didn't sleep either. When she heard the noise, she ran out of her room and found Yang Zhen.
"Little Shitou!" The little girl waved excitedly, lowering her voice: "Mommy has prepared a lot of things for you, come and take a look!"
