Song Yushan walked out of this street and walked to the street under the city wall on the east side.
This is the same as Baishi Street in the west of Fushui County. The shops on the street are all dedicated to Baishi business.
Outside the east city is the county's Yizhuang.
When he came here, Song Yushan noticed one of the shops called "Qing Yu Tang" at a glance.
The shop is large, the storefront is high-end, and it occupies the best location.
The most important thing is that there is a piece of cloth hanging outside the door of the store that is incompatible with the store itself and looks a bit simple and plain.
There is also a fairy character on one corner of the banner.
Now Song Yushan already knows that such banners are magic spell certification certificates issued by the Immortal Master Academy.
The banner is white-edged and has the word "zhi tie" written on it, indicating that the owner of this shop is a monk with some skill in paper tie.
There are three shops with banners hanging on this street. Only this one has white borders and has the best location.
The other two are all in the corner, their shops are not big, and their banners are all gray-edged. The shop owner's paper-tying skills are probably just for beginners.
After Song Yushan walked through all the shops on this street, he finally entered Qingyu Tang.
Among so many shops, this one is the only one that sells not only funeral paper products, but also paper-making materials. There are not only all kinds of colored papers, but also split bamboo strips.
Song Yushan entered the store and went to the paper specialty area.
The samples on the shelves were of high quality and low price, and were all suitable for making paper. She was dazzled by them, and she had never seen many of them before.
"May I ask the immortal master, what kind of paper do you want to buy?" The waiter who came to greet her asked when he saw her stopping.
What Song Yushan wants to do this time is to tie up the travel paper she will use in the underworld in the future, and she has higher requirements for the quality of the paper.
It's just that it doesn't mean that the quality of writing and painting is high, but that the texture needs to be thicker and harder.
After all, if you make it, you won’t be burned until you die.
Although such paper tie-ups are lifelike and alive in the upper world, the actual texture does not deviate from the original material category at the beginning. Instead, it behaves the same as the paper tie-ups made by mortal paper tie-breakers in the underworld. They are all fake.
You have to cultivate it slowly later, so that the material can become closer and closer to reality.
Like Xiao A, it looks like the material is the same as the ones for Xiao A, Xiao 2 and Xiao 3. They are all cut from the same paper.
But Xiaoyi and the others were burned to the underworld, and they just looked like paper, but in fact their bodies were very soft and flexible, and they were not afraid of water or fire, so they were difficult to be damaged.
But Xiaojia's body looks like paper, but it's actually paper.
It takes a long time to cultivate with true energy to reach the level of Xiao Yi and others.
The walking paper that Song Yushan was going to make was in a hurry. In order to make it play the role of walking, it was definitely not possible to use paper that was too thin and too soft.
"I need paper that is as hard and durable as possible. It would be better if the toughness could be better. Do you have any?" Song Yushan asked.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The waiter in the shop took down a piece of paper from the highest shelf on the counter: "Look at this kind of paper, made of kraft leather, which is thinner than thick straw paper, but it is the most durable and is not afraid of water. It has good toughness and looks thin, not heavy. There is nothing better than this that can meet your needs!”
Song Yushan touched the kraft paper and nodded: "It's really good. What's the price?"
"Because it's made of genuine cowhide, it costs three taels of silver and one knife." The waiter said with a smile.
There are many people who like this paper, but no one is willing to buy it to make paper.
Even the owner couldn't bear to part with it. It was by chance that the owner got some of this paper, and it has become the most popular item in the box ever since.
"Give me a hundred knives!" Song Yushan said proudly.
One hundred dollars is ten thousand pieces of paper.
Stock up on more, you won’t be able to use it up this time, you can also use it the next time you make perfect-grade paper tie-ups. It can make up for the weaknesses in the material of some perfect-grade paper tie-ups when they are just made. Three taels of silver and one knife are enough. It's worth it.
Stocking up at once would save her from going to town to buy paper.
"One...a hundred dollars?" The waiter in the shop was frightened: "Customer, guest, the store only has ten dollars left to survive."
"Okay, take them all for me," Song Yushan said.
The waiter asked her to wait and went into the warehouse to get paper in a daze. After two trips, she took out all the paper.
Song Yushan put the silver that he had prepared long ago on the counter, and then put the ten knives of kraft paper into the Qiankun bag with a wave of his hand.
Now there are two Qiankun bags hanging on her waist, one was exchanged from the Jade Seal of Merit, and the other was given by Senior Sister Qin.
In the eyes of other monks, they could only see that the one given by Senior Sister Qin was a Qiankun bag, and the other was an ordinary embroidered pouch.
After buying the paper he wanted, the trip was complete, and Song Yushan was ready to leave.
After they had already stepped out of the gate of Qing Yu Tang, the waiter realized what he was doing, slapped his head, and hurriedly chased after him: "Master Immortal!"
"Huh?" Song Yushan stopped.
"Master Fairy, if you are familiar with paper-tying skills, you can put your works on consignment in our store for a small shipping fee. If you encounter bottlenecks in practicing paper-tying skills, you can also sign up for paper-tying teaching classes in our store. , guaranteed to teach you how to get started! Most of the monks in the city who are familiar with the paper-making technique were taught by our boss! A lesson only costs thirty taels of silver at least!"
The waiter's sales pitch was extremely skillful and his eyes were full of enthusiasm.
Most of the immortals who come to the store to buy paper-making materials are not very rich, and few are as lavish as this immortal. What are they if they are not big patrons?
Song Yushan nodded, indicating that he understood, and walked towards the street.
"Master Immortal, welcome back!"
The waiter was still waiting at the door of the store to see me off.
Song Yushan: "..."
Unexpectedly, this store not only sells materials, but also sells classes!
No wonder the store has grown so big thanks to its paper-tying skills.
Wait, the owner of this store sells classes, she can also sell classes!
So the waiter in the shop saw the "big customer" suddenly turning back and greeted with a smile: "Master Immortal!"
Hehe, isn’t the performance coming soon? I'm definitely here to sign up for the course.
"Please help me ask your boss, do you want to take my paper-making class? I can't guarantee that I will teach him to a great success! The price is not expensive, one hundred taels of silver, and I will guide one class." Song Yushan said .
The smile on the waiter's face slowly stiffened: "???"
"Xiao Jia!" Song Yushan fiddled with Xiao Jia, who had been stuck around her waist and pretended to be dead since entering the city, and motioned for it to move: "See, I have perfected the paper tying technique."
The waiter looked at the windless and automatic little paper man and rubbed his eyes.
Song Yushan suddenly remembered that the waiter in this shop is just a mortal and may not necessarily know the characteristics of each level of paper tying technique: "You can describe Xiao Jia's appearance to your boss and he will know. Go and ask, I will be waiting here."
"Yes, Master Immortal, please wait a moment." The waiter went in again in a daze.
(End of chapter)
