After seeing Ruan Hongyu off, the manager returned to the shop and fired another burst of rainbow farts at Shen Congran.
There is a fixed price for sword repair in the shop, and the maximum cost of material consumption is only twenty or thirty taels, but Shen Cong offered a price of five hundred taels.
According to the rules of the shop, whoever negotiates the deal will get 80% of the excess. The rest is divided between the shop and the steward.
Therefore, he can get a lot from this order, so he naturally wants to treat Shen Cong as his ancestor.
"Master Shen, when are you going to start construction? I will prepare any materials you need."
"Tomorrow. You don't need the materials. Convert the money for the materials to me. I will melt the sword directly and make a new one."
"okay."
Everyone showed envious expressions.
Shen Cong earned at least more than 400 taels from this order. How many years would they have to work to reach this level?
I really envy people to death.
But in fact, this kind of thing is rare. If it were placed in Kyoto, Daxia, Ruan Hongyu would definitely go directly to the master in Kyoto to repair it. Where there are many people and the price is high, a hundred taels should be enough to get it done.
After simply making a few swords, Shen Cong returned home early, continued to brew spiritual liquid, and then practiced to improve himself.
Kongming Fist has been cultivated by him to the seventh level of perfection.
The Ben Lei Jue has also been upgraded to the seventh level, with two levels left to reach perfection.
As he practiced until evening, Shen Cong suddenly felt an itching and pain that burst out from his bone marrow, as if something was being discharged from his bone marrow.
Those things penetrated his own flesh and blood, penetrated his own skin, and finally turned into a layer of dirt on his body surface.
At this time, Shen Cong felt that his bones were stronger than ever before!
"I have broken through to the seventh level!"
Shen Cong was overjoyed.
I didn't expect to break through so quickly.
This time it only took a month!
"It seems that it is still necessary to buy prescriptions."
After getting the prescription, the cost of a bottle of spiritual liquid has changed from several taels of silver to one tael of silver. He could only buy one bottle at first, but now he can buy several bottles.
In this way, it is tantamount to invisibly allowing him to realize the freedom of spiritual fluid.
This month, he almost ate the spiritual liquid as a meal. To put it bluntly, sometimes he farts with the smell of the Nine Rotation Large Intestine.
Under the powerful energy wash of the spiritual fluid, the speed of cultivation is astonishing.
Shen Cong clenched his fists with both hands and bumped each other twice. The sound of clashing weapons burst out from his fists.
"After the seventh level, my bones are also strengthened. When fighting with others, in addition to the skin not being easily scratched, the bones are also difficult to break. In addition, the tendons are strengthened at the eighth level, and the strength is also great. The entire body can be said to be a perfect fighting machine."
Every level of improvement for a warrior is an earth-shaking change.
Those below the seventh rank are all ants, even the eighth rank is not good, unless the opponent has a weapon in his hand and may be able to resist a little.
But it's just resistance. It's hard to fight back. Once you make a mistake, you will be killed instantly by yourself.
Shen Cong jumped off the bed, tapped his feet, and easily jumped a few meters away, directly to the door.
Compared with ordinary people, warriors are not only stronger in strength, but also relaxed and freehand in daily life, as if they have immortal magic, which is extremely mysterious.
He came to the kitchen. After eating in the iron shop, Shen Cong didn't bother to cook at home anymore and directly transformed the kitchen into a simple alchemy room.
Then he changed his appearance, took out some spiritual liquid, and left home.
Shen Cong had wanted to get rid of his spiritual liquid before. Because of his increasing understanding, he was refining the spiritual liquid faster and faster. In addition to meeting his daily cultivation needs, he would also have a lot of excess.
However, Shen Cong was only at the eighth level before, so his strength was not very strong. With a cautious attitude, he did not sell the spiritual liquid. Now that he has broken through to the seventh level, it is safer to sell the spiritual liquid.
Although ninth- and eighth-grade people can be considered masters, there are still many people at this level in Yuncheng.
Once you reach the seventh level, the number will drop sharply.
Rank 7, in a small place like Yuncheng, is already an incredible master. He can go to the town below, find ten or eight young girls, and breed a big family such as Wang Family and Zhujiazhuang.
...
After a stick of incense, the shopkeeper of the Zhao Family Medicine Hall in Dongcheng raised his eyebrows.
"You said you want to sell spiritual liquid with a purity of over 90%?"
"Yes, if the price is right, I would like to cooperate for a long time in the future."
"Are you an alchemist?"
"What do you think?"
"Can we inspect the goods?"
"certainly."
Shen Cong handed over a bottle of spiritual liquid, and the other party immediately took it, opened the bottle cap, took a sip, and then took another sip, his face became serious.
"The purity is so high. Your craftsmanship is truly superb."
"Excellent. What price can the shopkeeper give me?"
The shopkeeper thought for a moment and stretched out three fingers.
"Three and a half, this is the highest purchase price of our medicine hall.
You know, when you sell a bottle of spiritual liquid, you have to pay half a tael of tax. In addition, workers, shop rent... we all have expenses, and the remaining profit may only be about one to two or seven dollars. "
Shen Cong nodded decisively and agreed.
"Can."
His spiritual liquid is indeed very pure, but no matter how pure it is, it is still spiritual liquid, not elixir.
You can only sell it for less than four taels at most on the black market, and it's easy for others to get into trouble, and it's troublesome to sell it yourself. Those casual warriors like to bargain, so it's better to sell in bulk like this.
"How many bottles do you have?"
"Three bottles a day."
"Okay, I will get the money for you right now. From now on, you will pay cash on delivery every day."
In this way, Shen Cong received twelve and a half taels of silver and left the Zhao Family Medicine Hall.
However, he did not go back, but went to other medicine halls.
Shen Cong can now refine about fifteen bottles a day. Except for the eight or nine bottles he spent on his own cultivation, the rest are surplus, and he already has ten or twenty bottles in his hand.
The reason why they are not all sold to one company is because they are worried that there will be too many and it will easily make people jealous.
The eggs need to be placed in several places to feel at ease.
After simply changing his appearance, he obtained forty or fifty taels of silver from several other medicine halls.
There shouldn't be so many in the future. After all, I can only have about five or six bottles left every day, and as my strength increases, I consume the spiritual fluid faster and faster. I'm afraid even five or six bottles may not be able to leave a balance.
But getting more than ten taels of silver every day is also an extra income.
Who allows himself to have no family and no power?
Early development can only be accumulated step by step by oneself.
Compared with beings like Song Taiping, my own path is already very good.
However, even this does not mean that everything is safe.
When he came out of the fifth medicine hall, Shen Cong had already noticed that there was a pair of sneaky eyes not far away from him, following him.
After all, there are still some dishonest people.
