Others who traveled through time were all young monks with high level of cultivation.
She is different.
Her cultivation level is low, but she chooses to wear the black robe of a high-level monk that even a monk in the middle stage of foundation building cannot wear.
There are few high-level monks in Sanqing County. She is so conspicuous, but no one dares to do something to her. It will be more convenient to sell spiritual rice and spiritual plants in the future.
No one would want to offend a mysterious spiritual planter with a high level of cultivation.
"I'm not interested in the food here. It's not as good as the food in my own garden."
The waiter was stunned and scratched his head, "Then senior doesn't want to eat vegetables, so..."
Chen Baiwei didn't intend to make things difficult for him. A young man who had just introduced Qi into his body could not make any decisions.
"Call your shopkeeper out. I have a business to discuss with him."
The waiter was stunned for a while and stammered back: "Senior, wait a moment, I'll go right away and invite the shopkeeper over!"
Inside the private room of Mingji Restaurant.
Chen Baiwei did not expect that the two sisters of the Ming family were in charge of Mingji Restaurant. Looking at the graceful figure of the woman in front of her, she spoke.
"I have a batch of spiritual rice for sale. It is of good quality. Do you want to take a look at it, Miss Mingjia?"
When I came to Minghui, I heard the clerk say that this person was here to discuss business.
She hurried over, naturally very interested in this business.
Ming Huixin had a smile on her face, "Senior, just call me Huixin. I don't know what kind of spiritual rice senior sells. Mingji Restaurant has just opened, and it is most in need of medium-grade and above spiritual rice."
The quality of spiritual plants in the world is divided into low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade and top-grade. The quality of the Lingwei beans and first-grade Bailing rice sold by Chen Baiwei last time was almost close to top-grade.
Chen Baiwei didn't panic this time.
The black spirit rice and red spirit rice in her hands are plants that are difficult to produce ears. She probably guessed that the quality of this batch of goods was at least mid-range.
She grabbed a few grains of black rice and red rice in her hand and scattered them calmly on the table. The rice made a slight crisp and sweet sound, which Minghui heard clearly.
At first, Ming Huixin's eyes lit up and she strode forward. Then, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes as she held the first-order black spirit rice.
Chen Baiwei was slightly suspicious and felt a little strange.
In Sanqing County, first-grade middle-grade black spirit rice is not common. Why does this young lady from the Ming family seem not to be very satisfied with it?
The disappointment in Minghui's eyes flashed away, and the familiar smile returned to her face, shining brightly.
"Senior, your spiritual rice has been collected by Mingji Restaurant. The first-level red spiritual rice is one pound for every three low-grade spiritual stones, and the first-level black spiritual rice is one pound for every five spiritual stones. Do you think you can accept it?"
Chen Baiwei secretly thought that the offer was not low at all, so of course she would accept it.
Without waiting for her answer, Minghuixin added: "If seniors or senior friends have other spiritual rice with better quality, Mingji Restaurant will buy it at a high price that you and your friends will definitely be satisfied with!"
Ming Huixin didn't know that the word "high price" that she deliberately emphasized gave Chen Baiwei a strange thought.
Can these two people from the Ming family really make money by purchasing Lingmi at a high price?
In order to bring down Qi Yujing, no matter what the cost!
Chen Baiwei's eyes were calm and her thoughts were changing.
She took off the storage bag, which contained first-level black spirit rice and red spirit rice.
"Look at it, there are thirty kilograms of black rice and one hundred kilograms of red rice."
Minghui Xin casually probed into a trace of spiritual consciousness and said: "Senior's spiritual fields are wider than I imagined. Two hundred kilograms of black and red spiritual rice requires at least eight acres of first-level spiritual fields to harvest so much. I don't know that seniors have been planting it." Live in Sanqing County?"
Business is business, why are you asking about other things?
Knowing that Chen Baiwei was wearing a black robe, she did not want to show anyone and deliberately hid her identity.
Don't you think it's presumptuous for her to ask this question?
Chen Baiwei looked cold and stood up to leave, "One hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones plus three hundred low-grade spiritual stones, a total of four hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones."
Minghuixin immediately realized that her question had gone too far.
She lowered her eyelashes to cover her complicated eyes, smiled and took out her money bag, "Senior, please count, there are four hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones, not a single one is too much!"
Chen Baiwei weighed the money bag expressionlessly, nodded coldly, and left in stride.
Ming Huixin moved her lips, wanting to stay, but before she took a step, she thought of something else. Her bright smile disappeared, and she pursed her lips and watched Chen Baiwei leave without saying a word.
Nameless green hills.
Make money on the same day and spend it on the same day.
Except for the 25 kilograms of black spirit rice, 50 kilograms of red spirit rice, and 100 kilograms of white spirit rice that she left behind, almost all the spiritual stones sold for the other spiritual rice were spent in Sanqing County.
The black robe and a second-grade bone-healing pill cost the lion's share of the spiritual stones. The combined spiritual stones consumed by the two removed a total of 600 low-grade spiritual stones.
If Chen Baiwei were an ordinary Qi-training monk, she would never buy such a healing elixir until her life was hanging by a thread.
How can poor low-level monks dare to buy such luxury goods? They would rather meditate and practice by themselves. After a few years of resistance, the injury will slowly heal!
After taking a bone-healing pill, Chen Muhe immediately felt a warm current surging in his belly. His Dantian was full of strength, and his sore limbs could be used flexibly. The pain that haunted his bone marrow every night gradually disappeared, and his whole body instantly disappeared. Much more relaxed.
Zhao Rou stared at him nervously, "How is Baiwei's father?"
Chen Muhe's lips trembled, and he supported the bed with trembling hands and got off the ground.
Zhao Rou's eyes widened in disbelief, and she reached out to cover her mouth.
"Dad Baiwei, you can stand up on your own!"
Chen Muhe walked back and forth in the small space several times, his stiff steps becoming more and more brisk.
He said happily: "Mei Rou, my health is really better! Cough cough cough..."
Not long after he was happy, Chen Muhe coughed violently because he was too excited.
Chen Baiwei heard his uncomfortable voice outside the house and rushed in immediately.
"Dad, your body has not fully recovered yet. After taking this bone-healing pill, you still need to nourish your body with various supplements. You are not allowed to do anything tiring before the first-level Astragalus matures!"
Chen Muhe blushed. It was the first time for him to be taught a lesson by a little girl like this.
"Hey, dad knows, I don't dare anymore..."
Chen Muhe was like a wilted flower. He didn't dare to contradict her, so he answered aggrievedly.
Zhao Rou stood by her daughter unconditionally.
"Baiwei is right, mortals need to rest for a hundred days if their muscles and bones are broken. You were injured by your elder brother's spiritual energy. You can't take a pill and start acting recklessly!"
Being scolded continuously by his wife and daughter, Chen Muhe lowered his head in embarrassment.
Chen Baiwei looked at Chen Muhe like a child who had done something wrong, and suddenly her anger disappeared.
"Mom, you take care of dad here first. I'll go out and get some flower nectar to make some water for dad to drink."
Before Zhao Rou had time to respond, the little girl in front of her walked away like the wind in the wilderness.
"Nectar of hundreds of flowers? Is Baiwei talking about the honey produced by those little wasps?"
Zhao Rou turned her head in confusion and met Chen Muhe's equally puzzled eyes.
"Maybe!"
