Chapter 119: Square Market

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The minimum price is 30 yuan, which is for Winter Bamboo Shoots No. 2. This price is actually very low. Wu Sheng only earns 10 yuan per pill, but when the price was announced, he still received a cold reception.

If it really only treats headaches, brain fever, and bruises, it is not worth buying for ordinary Chinese people in the neighborhood. These minor problems will be over after a while. Is it worth spending so much money? Based on their purchasing power, three dollars per pill is appropriate, five dollars is barely acceptable, and any more is meaningless.

Wu Sheng had nothing to do about this. After all, even if a lot of cheap materials had been replaced, the cost of 20 yuan was still there and could not be reduced much.

However, although the neighbors were not very enthusiastic about this, Fang Jia kindly said that the price of the elixir was acceptable to Doctor Qing and the scholars, as well as to the monks traveling between Baiyue and the wild lands. The key point was It just depends on the efficacy.

Wu Sheng figured it out. There was something wrong with his pricing. The price of thirty cents was too high or too low. It was really embarrassing. So he explained that this was the neighborhood price for the neighbors, but it cost fifty cents to sell to others. .

The elixir cannot be sold for the time being, so Wu Sheng is not in a hurry. He still has many things to be busy with.

The first step is to clean and organize the home.

There are two entrances to the small courtyard. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. There are three rooms in the front yard and three rooms in the back yard, each surrounding two dripping patios of five or six steps square. When you look up, you feel like sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

Among the three rooms in the front, one is a utility and kitchen. Only two of them can be lived in, and they are both used as the reception rooms of Yongrentang. The three rooms in the back courtyard can be occupied by people. Wu Sheng lives in the east wing, Master Dongsun lives in the west wing, and the main hall room is used for refining elixirs and refining weapons.

All the furnishings and furniture in the house are complete, including beds, tables, chairs, cupboards, and wooden tables. Many of them look to be old, and the workmanship is good. They look antique, which makes Master Dongsun feel a lot happier: "The price is six gold, so I can get back a little bit of my capital."

Introduced by Fang A, we hired an honest neighbor as a maid to be responsible for cleaning and cooking. We agreed to pay three yuan a day as service fee, including food, and we didn’t have to worry about accommodation. We could just walk a few steps every day. Very convenient. He also gave the servant girl fifty dollars and asked her to buy daily firewood, rice, oil, salt, pots, pans, bedding and other items. Almost everything was ready.

Away from the wanted list, with identity as a Chinese citizen, and with a yard where I can settle down, I had a solid and sweet sleep that night. When I woke up the next day, I drank hot rice porridge and chewed fragrant rice cakes, which made me feel more relaxed. Refreshing.

Master Dongsun proposed to visit Fangshi, and Wu Sheng accepted the advice. The two of them went to Fangshi happily together.

This time, he was not blocked again. He showed the wooden slips he had just received and passed the guard smoothly. Just as he was about to go down the stone steps into the market place, a monk who was covered in travels followed him.

Master Dongsun tugged at the corner of Wu Sheng's clothes. Wu Sheng was puzzled. Master Dongsun whispered: "I guess he just came from the south. Let's see if he wants to rent a house. Our yard is also empty... …”

Wu Sheng smiled. It was certainly good for Master Dongsun to have this intention, and it would also be good to earn some rent, so he stopped and waited.

The monk was indeed not a mediocre countryman. He was stopped, but he saw that he was very familiar with counting...

Ten ant-nosed coins were stuffed into the guard's hand, and he came in majestically!

Wu Sheng and Master Dongsun looked at each other. They had agreed to pay one hundred yuan for non-Chinese people, but why did it become ten yuan?

When the monk came down, Master Dongsun couldn't help but go up and strike up a conversation: "This fellow Taoist invites you."

The other party looked at Master Dongzhan warily: "What's the matter?"

Master Dongsun asked in a low voice: "Isn't Taoist friend a mediocre person?"

The other party hesitated and replied: "No."

Master Dongsun continued to ask: "My Taoist friend only gave ten coins..."

The other party immediately laughed: "Are you new here?"

Master Dongsun admitted: "Haha, the new ones...the guard said that we should either pay a hundred coins or become Chinese citizens, so we bought a house and became Chinese citizens."

The other party smiled and said: "One hundred coins, that is the terms of the young master Qingyu, and it is to be handed over to the young master. The young master Qingyu also has a statement, if you recruit someone to become a countryman, the guard will get ten coins. I don't have time to be there. Shangyong buys property and gives them ten yuan directly, which saves everyone trouble... everyone does this."

Dongsun Shangren said angrily: "Damn it! We believed his evil deeds and actually bought a house. We also bought a yard with two entrances. How can the two of us live here!"

The other party smiled and said: "Buying a house is not bad, but I can't decide. I am traveling around all the time..." After thinking about it, he said: "Two into the yard?"

Master Dongsun nodded: "There are six empty rooms, how can we live here?"

The other party said: "If I rent a room and stay for a few days, how much will it cost?"

Master Dongsun hesitated and said: "I have never thought of this..."

The other party simply said: "According to the custom in Shangyong City, for fifteen ant noses a day, you don't need to eat well, just be satisfied. How about it?" The price is still very reasonable. Even if you spend half of it, if you spend half of it, If you can continue to live there, you can recoup all the expenses of buying a house in three years. Of course, you can't live there permanently, otherwise you would just buy a house.

Master Dongsun asked Wu Sheng what he meant, and Wu Sheng immediately agreed. In fact, this little money really doesn't matter. Master Dongsun values ​​​​him, but he doesn't take it seriously. However, he needs a large amount of spiritual materials, magical weapons, elixirs, and even magical formations. Everything is bought in the market here. It's appropriate, so I need to get to know some monks who travel between Baiyue and the wild lands. Having more connections is the right way.

Immediately, I left the address of Yongrentang and their respective titles, said goodbye, and went to visit the market separately.

This city was built underground, but it was quite large. Only five halls could be wandered around, and other passages were not allowed to enter. These five halls are all about seven feet in radius. They are decorated with fish pond pavilions, patio bamboo gardens, lake rocks and rockeries, and are decorated with various luminous pearls and fluorescent stones, showing their luxury.

There are five halls, either for tea or wine, or chess rooms, gambling games, and even bathhouses. After walking around twice, I didn't see the shops and shops that Wu Sheng was most looking forward to. The treasure's cabinet shelves made him very depressed.

After asking about it, I found out that the things bought and sold were all in the sixth hall at the back, and they were sold openly. It turned out that this market was an auction house, and there was an auction every hour.

When it was about time, the servants from the market came to various halls to shout, but the auction was about to start again. More than half of the people in the halls got up and followed the servants inside.

When passing through a long aisle, dozens of maids stood respectfully beside the aisle. Some were gorgeously dressed, some had delicate faces, some were in silk and satin, some were in light gauze, and they had different styles. .

Master Dongzhan's face suddenly turned red, and he said bitterly: "It's unbearable to see, it's unbearable to be seen!"

Wu Sheng smiled and asked, "Are you still going to Baiyue?"

Master Dongzhan gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever goes will be the bastard!"