THE CULTIVATION OF BESIDE DEVIL CULTIVATOR
421: We Are Tricked. Ha ha ha…
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Not so?” The middle-aged man expressed his regret. “I want to know who compiled it. Can you introduce me to the author?”
Jiang Hao shook his head. “She may have died.”
"So that's it." The middle-aged man did not urge him any further but raised the wine bottle in his hand. “Will you drink wine, fellow disciple?” “Thank you for your good offer, but I didn't drink,” said Jiang Hao.
“Sounds like it wasn't your poem. Too bad..” The middle-aged man sighed in disappointment.
Jiang Hao said nothing.
“Then, sorry to bother you.” The middle-aged man turned around and left.
Jiang Hao paid no heed to it and moved away from the area and continued his journey downstream.
Hong Yuye did not turn around, and he did not dare to look at her either.
The wooden boat does not need to be returned. So, they left it downstream.
The middle-aged man watched the boat leave and stood beside the drunk man. “It's a pity.'
The drunk man lay down on the bow of the boat and stared at his reflection in the water. He chuckles. “Unaware of sky while drunk. Falling asleep while crossing the Milky Way. I like that. Ha ha - ha…"
Her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were unfocused. He's quite handsome.
The middle-aged man beside him had a slight beard. He looks wise.
“Let's see where this poem comes from.”
With a wave of his hand, the starry river surged, and the constellations shifted.
Soon, he was dumbfounded in his place.
"Where are we?" the middle-aged man asked.
The man at the bow of the ship suddenly laughed. "here! We tricked. Haha. noVelnext.com.
He laughed so hard he couldn't stop. He found it funny that they were tricked.
He trembled with laughter and suddenly fell into the water.
The middle-aged man paid no heed to her cry for help. “It was really him. He doesn't seem to like us. No, I have to go see where they are and visit them. ”
“First...ugh...please save me!” The drunken man struggled in the water.
The next morning, Jiang Hao walked out of the inn.
After returning from the river yesterday, they found an inn. It costs three spirit stones for one night.
They took two rooms.
The location is rather remote, and not a popular inn, but the facilities are decent.
It costs six spirit stones a day for two rooms. That means about 180 spirit stones a month.
The sect resources for three months would not be enough to cover the cost of staying one month here.
In places with more people, there are items that are cheap, while others are expensive.
Lodging should not be a necessity for farmers, but it is still expensive.
The entire inn was covered by a formation.
That morning, he brewed tea for Hong Yuye and bought some cakes. After that, he wanted to go out and take care of his own affairs.
First, he needed to find a place to set up his stall. Then, he wanted to visit Twin City Peak.
It was May. Another month, the Dao Conference will be held. He must be present at that time. If not, the mission will fail.
Within a few days, the meeting was likely to start again.
Xing might ask for their location to make sure they could arrive on time.
The establishment of the Heavenly Dao Foundation was no small matter. No one dared to be careless.
During the day, the streets are more crowded with people than at night.
People roamed the streets in groups of two and three.
Everything seems normal.
After a while, Jiang Hao found a place for his stall, which required spirit stones to be activated.
After getting a rough idea of the price, he spent ten spirit stones to open the stall that day.
This time he displayed spirit herbs, pill formulas, pills, magical treasures, and talismans in his stall.
He did not take out the Blood Pumpkin. It might be useful, so he wanted to keep it.
Shortly after, a woman appeared at his stall. He saw the formula of attraction.
"How much is this?"
“Three thousand spirit stones,” said Jiang Hao.
He was unsure about the value of the pill furnace elsewhere, but here the value was not much.
Three thousand is the average price. Others sell it at a cheaper price. “It's too expensive.” The woman took a quick look and put down the furnace.
Jiang Hao was silent.
He can only wait.
“How much is a healing talisman price?” ask a young man.
After hearing the price, the man left. “Too expensive.”
Jiang Hao had priced the items according to the standards of the Bright Moon Sect. He also wondered about the price here. Although the price may be a little cheaper, the difference is not very significant. He did not know why these people considered his items so expensive.
Helpless, he could only continue waiting.
In the afternoon, Jiang Hao had yet to sell anything.
Business is harder than he expected.
Although many people ask about the product, they do not buy one. Either it's too expensive or it's too ordinary.
It was only at night that he finally understood what was going on. He has no competitiveness.
His goods are common and abundant in this place.
Anyone can find a cheaper option at another kiosk. Although the price is similar, other vendors have the same product variations. There is no reason for anyone to choose him.
'Looks like I need to lower the price.'
But he's in no hurry. He closed his stall and walked around. He asked for the goods and the price to compare it to his own. After all, he could not set the price too low.
At the same time, he wanted to assess the strength of those vendors, so that he could prevent them from retaliating.
In the end, he decided to raise his cultivation to the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm and lower the price of his items.
He will only drop off items for products that are not available here.
And by taking advantage of this lower price, he could encourage people to buy other items as well.
After bringing the food back to the inn, Jiang Hao once again set up his stall.
At night, with more people around him, he did not slack off. Fortunately, the stall was booked all day, so he could use it at any time.
“How much is this pill furnace price?” ask a woman.
“Two thousand three hundred,” said Jiang Hao.
“Too...” The woman was about to put it down when she held back.
He did not voice out his thoughts but took the pill furnace again to examine it more closely.
This time, he looked at it with interest.
After making sure his quality was good, he doubted he had misheard.
“How much is this spirit stone?”
“Two thousand three hundred,” said Jiang Hao again.
He had seen similar pill furnaces before. The lowest price in this area was two thousand eight hundred.
Originally, he had priced it at three thousand, which was a reasonable appraisal. Now, he offered it at a price cheaper than the market price.
Anyone who knows the market will not change vendors unless they get a better deal.
What about this pill formula? The woman did not put down her pill furnace this time.
“Five hundred for one,” said Jiang Hao. His pill formula came from the Golden Core Realm. It was ordinary but still worth five hundred spirit stones.
“How about this spirit herb?” he asked again.
In the end, the woman spent seven thousand spirit stones to purchase a pill furnace, some herbal potion formulas, and pills.
With seven thousand spirit stones in hand, Jiang Hao sighed in relief. He realized that the items in Yu Xuan's storage warehouse were extremely valuable.
There is also a spirit sword. It could at least be sold for four or five thousand spirit stones. In the sect, the price would reach five or six thousand.
The price of magical treasures was generally lower here.
In the end, he sold the spirit sword for a cheaper price as well. Unfortunately, the person only bought a sword and did not buy another.
Fortunately, three thousand five hundred spirit stones for spirit swords were not too detrimental.
He now had a total of 21,600 spirit stones.
At this point, although he still had spirit herbs and pills for sale, Jiang Hao wanted to find a place that traded magical treasures.
He still had quite a number of spirit swords to put away.
“You want to sell magic treasure to us?” The woman at the counter of one of the pavilions selling magical treasures was amused. 'We don't buy ordinary magical treasures here. What magical treasure do you have?” Jiang Hao pulled out a spirit sword. It's just a normal thing.
“This spirit sword is appreciated ten spirit stones here, but we are not interested.” The woman shook her head.
“I can sell it to you for four spirit stones each, and I have several thousand spirit stones,” Jiang Hao said.
The woman at the counter was shocked. 'Some thousand?'
“Means disciple, please pass here,” said the lady politely and led the way.