Repeat customers have always been customers that Luo Chen attaches great importance to!
He has also been trying his best to cultivate his own repeat customers, instead of getting customers from Chen Laodao every time.
However, even if he had refined a high-quality drug like Bigu Pill before, he would not be able to attract many repeat customers, and he was still limited by his output.
Zhongmiaowan did give him a chance.
After chatting for a few words, Luo Chen laid out all the elixirs.
Chen Laodao took another look at it this time, and the number was clear at a glance. He secretly thought that Luo Chen's alchemy skills must have indeed made a breakthrough.
These few times I set up stalls, the number of stalls brought out was increasing.
Of course, there must be some credit for his "Spiritual Stone Loan" in it.
As the sun rises, more and more monks go to the market, and Luo Chen and Chen Laodao also open their shops one by one.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao Luo, what a coincidence!"
"Yeah, what a coincidence!"
Luo Chen greeted Zeng Wen enthusiastically and pointed to the bottles in front of him, "On the hour?"
"On the hour!"
Zeng Wen picked up five bottles of Bigu Pill, played with it and said, "Your skills are indeed very good. I tried Bigu Pill last time, and it actually has a high-grade level, which is much better than other people's."
"Just take care of yourself. Thank you for the compliment, fellow Taoist."
"By the way, please bring two bottles of Zhongmiaowan!"
"Um."
Luo Chen tacitly put the two bottles of Zhongmiao Pills on the stall into Zeng Wen's hands. The two looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.
The monk picking out the talisman and seal next to him seemed to be acquainted with Zeng Wen.
"Brother Zeng, the spotted tiger slaughtered by Butcher Li yesterday must be your trophy. This trip to the mountains is really fruitful!"
"Harm, the demon tiger is causing trouble in the world. I am just doing justice for heaven. It is not worth mentioning. It is not worth mentioning."
"You're not being modest. What are you buying?"
Zeng Wen quietly put the Zhongmiao Pills into his storage bag and held the Bigu Pill bottle.
"Buy some Bigu Pills and stock them up. It will be more convenient when you go into the mountains next time. Brother Duan, let's not talk anymore. I have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first."
Zeng Wen left in a hurry.
The monk whom he called Brother Duan was a little confused.
Then he saw Luo Chen taking out two exquisite jade bottles from the bag below and placing them on top.
I asked just now, did you also buy this thing?
"What kind of elixir is this?"
Luo Chen's eyes lit up, "Zhongmiaowan, fellow Taoist, are you interested in knowing more about it?"
...
Guests come and go, but the content of the conversation is the same.
Asking for prices all over the place and paying back the money on the ground.
I complimented my stuff on how good it was, but he picked at it and found a lot of shortcomings.
Then reach a price that is acceptable to both parties, and the deal is done.
Unlike those aloof casual cultivators who meditate while setting up a stall, the Qingshi stall is much more lively. The old man and the young man are both thick-skinned and sharp-tongued.
Occasionally, when Luo Chen is free, he will help Chen Laodao brag and sell a few talismans.
Perhaps it was because there was a big market today and Luo Chen's own elixir business was doing well.
In one morning, they were basically sold out.
All thirty bottles of Bigu Pills were sold, and six pieces of low-grade spiritual stones were recorded.
All twenty bottles of Zhongmiao Pills were sold, and one hundred low-grade spiritual stones were recorded.
The gap between the two is huge.
However, if we look at profits, Zhongmiaowan’s current income is zero and it can barely maintain capital.
On the contrary, for Bigu Pill, after deducting the cost, the net profit is three spiritual stones.
In fact, with the proficiency of the Bigu Pill master, Luo Chen may be able to earn more by increasing the production of Bigu Pills.
But the market for Bigu Pill is right there, and so is the consumption power. The extra profit is only a few spiritual stones.
Take this opportunity to increase your proficiency in Zhongmiaowan, and you will start to make large-scale profits later.
Industrial transformation and opening up new channels.
The short labor pain is acceptable!
Chen Laodao kept urging him to pay back the money, but Luo Chen had no choice but to pay him back fifty on the spot.
Then, after returning it, he worked hard for a long time and borrowed it back.
"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to pay you back. You have seen the recent profits. You will always help poor monks to practice. When I become rich, I will repay you with a spring of water!"
"Let's do this. I've sold out all my elixirs. I'll work for you in the afternoon and help you sell talismans and seals!"
"Believe me, I will help you sell out as soon as possible. If you go back and draw two more talismans, you will earn back the extra money."
After all the hard talk, Luo Chen managed to keep the one hundred and six spiritual stones in his pocket.
The price is to do temporary work for an afternoon.
"Hey, did something happen over there, Brother Wang?"
Luo Chen, who was selling talismans, looked up and found that Wang Yuan's stall not far away was crowded with people.
He wanted to watch the excitement, but was stopped by Chen Laodao.
"do not go!"
"What's the matter?"
"Have you forgotten the last time this happened?"
Luo Chen stopped and remembered a scene from two years ago in the memory of the original owner.
That time and that moment were so similar to this moment.
"The enemy is coming?"
Chen Laodao looked over there with a complicated expression, "Although most casual cultivators are alone, there are still some who have relatives and friends."
"It doesn't matter if you die, but the magic weapon Taoist robe is still being sold. If you really encounter it, you will always feel a sense of injustice in your heart."
Luo Chen suddenly realized that the crowd was really tense.
If there is any disagreement, there will be signs of war.
Wang Yuan is at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, and those who dare to surround him will probably not be much lower.
If a fight really breaks out, it's easy to get hurt by accident if you go there and eat the melon.
"If you can't fight, don't worry. Fighting is strictly prohibited in the inner city."
Chen Laodao shook his head. He had seen too many of these things.
It can only be said that people like Wang Yuan who lick blood with their swords will always encounter ghosts if they walk too much at night.
as expected.
After saying a few harsh words, the three monks left the casual cultivator market angrily.
Wang Yuan still had the same lukewarm expression, sitting cross-legged in front of the stall with his eyelids drooped, as if he hadn't woken up.
"Selling such a blood-stained magic weapon is very risky!" Luo Chen muttered, "Why not just sell it to Wanbao Tower?"
Chen Laodao sneered, "Wanbaolou directly recycles it at half the price, repairs it a little, and then sells it at a higher price than the original price. How can you set up a stall and sell it by yourself and make more money?"
I see!
Luo Chen understood clearly that the quality of the magic weapons in the casual cultivator market was uncertain, and it all depended on the cultivator's own eyesight.
Moreover, without reprocessing, it is too conspicuous and can be easily recognized by the original owner’s friends.
The only advantage is probably that it is much cheaper than the official version.
"I only have a low-grade magic sword with me now, and it's still rusty."
"When you have money in the future, should you buy it at the market or go to Wanbao Building?"
Luo Chen rubbed his chin, as in his previous life, thinking about whether to buy a BMW or a Mercedes-Benz.
Fantasy is temporary.
The part-time job lasts all afternoon.
After helping Chen Laodao deal with the talismans, he hurriedly went to buy the raw materials he wanted to buy.
For several large purchases in succession, he had negotiated with the seller and tried his best to keep things for him.
Therefore, although the time was short, more than a hundred spirit stones were still spent.
That’s really true, not a single point was left behind!
Stud is a kind of wisdom.
Luo Chen never lacks the courage to study, especially in the early stages. If he loses everything, he will just start over.
By the time I was carrying my big snakeskin bag home, it was getting dark again.
Luo Chen strode across the dirt road in the outer city, humming a word or two from time to time.
"I can't just drift with the tide, for the sake of the immortality of my beloved."
Suddenly, Luo Chen's footsteps stopped.
Under the moonlight, four people stood in front of him.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people and grabbing treasures, is it finally my turn?
Luo Chen's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the Lancang River.
