"Old Liu, why is this spiritual rice so expensive? Two spiritual stones per pound, why don't you go and grab it!" In the quiet market, a voice broke the tranquility.
Li Shiming looked in the direction of the sound, which was two booths away.
Hearing Lingmi, he approached there, not too close, and stopped five meters away.
The other monks who were watching the excitement were all similar to him. They stood and watched from a distance, but no monk came close.
Some monks heard the quarrel and turned around to distance themselves.
Li Shiming could see clearly that the word 'Liu' was written on the sign on the wooden table of the stall.
"Spiritual Planting Seeds!" When he saw the items for sale on the table, his eyes lit up.
There is only one kind of spiritual plant seed in his hand, which is spiritual rice. Simply planting spiritual rice can provide him with enough spiritual rice.
The space in the computer room is extremely limited. Currently, all the free space is used to grow spiritual rice. If spiritual plants with higher value are used, the income can be increased to a greater extent.
However, there were monks negotiating with the stall owner at this time, and it was difficult for him to step forward.
"Go and grab it. The price of spiritual rice is this, do you want it if you love it?" The monk known as Lao Liu raised his brows slightly.
"Didn't you return one and a half spiritual stones and a pound a few days ago?" The monk standing in front of the stall just complained. Spiritual rice is a necessity and must be purchased.
He also understood that this market was the only one nearby, and the one that could produce spiritual rice was the Liu family where Old Liu was in front of him.
"The price of two spirit stones depends on us killing the spirit plant insect swarm in time. Otherwise, let alone two spirit stones, it will be a problem whether we can have extra spiritual rice to sell!" Old Liu said helplessly when he mentioned the price.
Even though the spiritual planter is very profitable, as long as he buys spiritual seeds, he can sow seeds in a spiritual field.
But in fact, Lingzhi also has a lot of troubles. Li Shiming also saw this in "Lingzhifu Basics" and Shi Ximing's practice notes.
The spiritual field is extremely attractive to spiritual insects who are interested in spiritual rice. Some of the spiritual insects can even drill through the defensive circle from the soil and enter the spiritual field to destroy it.
Most casual cultivator families do not have powerful defensive formations, so the harm caused by spiritual insects is even greater.
Especially when encountering a tide of spiritual insects. The so-called tide of spiritual insects is a large-scale attack on spiritual fields after a certain kind of spiritual insects multiply in large numbers.
Normally, spiritual insects would sneak in and cause damage, and the damage would not be too great.
The tide of spiritual plants and insects is different. Countless spiritual insects attack the spiritual field regardless of the matter. If the defense is proper, only part of the spiritual plants will be lost. If there is a problem with the defense, then the spiritual plants and even the spiritual field will be destroyed.
Of course, Li Shiming had no trouble growing spiritual rice in the computer room space.
"Ten pounds!" The monk hesitated for a moment, then took out a bag from his waist and poured out twenty spiritual stones.
Looking at the monk's expression of physical pain, it seems that the spiritual stone in his hand is not abundant.
Li Shiming discovered that the monk did not take out the spirit stone from the storage bag, but an ordinary cloth bag.
Sure enough, the monk took ten kilograms of spiritual rice from Old Liu, held it in his hand and left.
"This is your first time, fellow Taoist. I, Old Liu, am an honest child in Zhongdufang City and I am known for my fairness. The spiritual rice I sell is the best within a thousand miles!!" Old Liu looked at Li Shiming. , introduced with a smile.
"Old Liu, you are not the only one selling spiritual rice within a thousand miles!" the stall owner not far away said.
Suddenly, the monks who knew Old Liu burst into laughter.
As the monks laughed, Li Shiming felt that these monks were not much different from ordinary people in trading.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, what spiritual seeds do you have here?" Li Shiming asked in a low voice.
Old Liu looked Li Shiming up and down, and he was very surprised that what Li Shiming wanted to buy was a spiritual seed.
You must know that spiritual seeds need a spiritual planter to plant them. As the previous stall owner said, only the Liu family has spiritual planters in a large area nearby and has spiritual fields for planting.
The spiritual seeds displayed on his stall were just for show.
Otherwise, there is only a kind of spiritual rice on the stall, which is really ugly.
"I have Cuiling grass seeds here. Cuiling grass is the favorite food of herbivorous spiritual beasts. These are the seeds of soil ginseng and these are the seeds of clover!" Although Old Liu was surprised, he still pointed at the table. The seeds on the side said.
Li Shiming couldn't help but shook his head. Cuiling grass is not as good as spiritual rice. As for soil ginseng and clover, only soil ginseng is the elixir for which he has mastered the spiritual planting method.
The problem is that if he really wants to cultivate native ginseng, who will he sell it to?
The market in front of him was very small. Although he didn't go through it all, he had a general idea of the items sold here.
The six stalls with tables are fixed stalls, and the rest of the stalls are where the monks take out unused items and sell them.
Maybe it’s not cost-effective to sell these items at fixed stalls, or maybe fixed stalls don’t accept these items.
Anyway, there are only a few types of items that can be sold and purchased in this market, so Li Shiming no longer wants to buy soil ginseng seeds, and has worked hard to figure out planting methods. If they are not sold well, it will also affect the cultivation of spiritual rice.
He originally thought that there would be relatively high-end elixir seeds here, but when he came here, he realized that he had overthought it.
"I wonder if Liu Daoyou accepts spiritual rice here?" Li Shiming thought for a while and asked.
Since he doesn't buy seeds, he will sell some spiritual rice and he will have more spiritual stones to buy other things.
"Of course I collect spiritual rice here, one pound of spiritual stone, as much as you want!" Lao Liu lowered his voice and replied.
Li Shiming didn't speak, just looked at Lao Liu.
Old Liu blushed slightly, thinking of the buyer's shout just now, which seemed to be heard by the man in front of him.
"My Taoist friends don't know that the cost of buying this spiritual rice from afar is one spiritual stone per pound. I didn't lower the price at all!" Lao Liu spread his hands and explained.
"One hundred kilograms of spiritual rice, one hundred and twenty spiritual stones, trade now!" Li Shiming said softly.
"Fellow Taoist has already said that I will give this face to fellow Taoist. If you have spiritual rice in the future, remember me, Lao Liu!" Lao Liu did not insist. He still made a profit at this price. He was also worried that Li Shiming would set up a stall like that. The price of Lingmi may be depressed.
Li Shiming touched his waist and found a cloth bag. He placed the cloth bag on the wooden table.
Old Liu opened the bag, and a stream of spiritual power entered the bag. He was specialized in the art. He quickly checked the quality of the spiritual rice, and the smile on his face became even brighter.
"These are one hundred and twenty spirit stones, please keep them!" He took a small bag of spirit stones and placed them on the table.
Although Li Shiming didn't have Lao Liu's skills, he could tell the spirit stone by touching it with his hands. He swept his hand through the small bag, nodded and put away the bag.
The transaction process between the two was very fast. Even so, many monks still saw it.
