Chapter 32 Two Hundred Spiritual Stones

After thinking for a while, Fang Yun decided to try to rent a stall first.

But he didn't expect that when he arrived at the place in charge of the market, the chubby manager said, "If you want to rent a stall, five spirit stones a day!"

Huh! Fang Yun took a breath and said in his heart, "Why doesn't he go and rob? No, he is robbing!"

Five spirit stones a day, Fang Yun saw at least thousands of stalls opened by casual cultivators.

In other words, just this fee alone, Sanshan Island collected nearly 5,000 spirit stones in stall fees in one night.

Not to mention the shops and restaurants operating on the island, how can this be called a black market? It's simply a gold mountain!

Earning nearly 10,000 spirit stones a day, what a huge profit, wouldn't it attract people's covetousness?

And now, the black market is still safe and sound, and it is getting more and more prosperous, so how powerful is the owner of this island.

Fang Yun suddenly had a wild ambition in his heart, what kind of business is alchemy and talisman making, making money by hoarding is really a big deal.

Unfortunately, these things can only be thought of in dreams.

After coming to his senses, Fang Yun looked at the monk in front of him respectfully and said, "Senior, I am willing to rent a stall!"

"But I don't have enough spirit stones in my pocket. Can I wait until tomorrow to pay?"

The steward looked at Fang Yun coldly and said, "Of course not. What if you don't make enough spirit stones from your business? Wouldn't I lose money? Humph, what will you pay back then? Your life?"

"However, if you don't have enough spirit stones, you can use the goods to offset the spirit stones. Of course, the price will be lower here."

"I don't know what kind of goods are you selling, Fellow Daoist Han?" The fat deacon had a smile on his face, and his greed was beyond words. Fang Yun was speechless.

He was incarnated as Han Li here, so the fat deacon called him Fellow Daoist Han.

"Thank you, senior. I have five bottles of water pills and three spirit stones. I'll give them to you and I'll rent a stall. How about that?"

"Water pills, huh, forget it. Let's do this. Your location is in the southeast corner, in District 46!"

One bottle of water pills, two spirit stones, is considered a large-scale sale to shops, and the price is not less than one spirit stone. Water pills are a typical pill that wins by quantity and sells at a low profit.

Fang Yun took out five bottles of pills at once, which was a huge loss.

The fat deacon glanced at the jade bottle that Fang Yun gave him, checked it, and then put the spirit stones and medicine bottles into the storage bag.

Then he handed him a stall certificate with a brief route map on it, marking the location.

At the same time, this thing is also a proof. If Fang Yun wants to stay on the island, he has to do it. Either get a stall certificate or a residence permit, and both cost spirit stones.

Fighting is not allowed in the black market. In theory, with this thing, he is safe as long as he stays on the island.

Of course, it is just in theory. Fang Yun will not trust his life to the rules of the black market.

Of course, there are also advantages to strict rules here. As long as the deacon gives enough money, he will not ask anyone about the bottom.

Even if Fang Yun is an alchemist, so what? Fang Yun strolled around and saw that there were alchemist signs on the stalls everywhere. There were at least ten casual cultivators, if not a hundred!

The black market owner no longer needs to do crooked ways to earn spirit stones, as long as he collects stall fees peacefully.

If you want to be on guard, you only need to be on guard against other cultivators in the black market.

As the conversation went on, Fang Yun followed the signs and soon found his stall, officially preparing to sell pills.

Fang Yun placed the jade bottles one by one, made a sign, and then sat down to wait for customers to come.

Not long after, a monk in simple clothes came to Fang Yun's stall.

"Hey, do you have Qingyang Pills here?" the man asked.

Fang Yun quickly stood up and pointed at a few bottles of pills on the stall and said, "There are indeed a few bottles, not many, but the effect is very good."

Ye Xuan looked at Fang Yun's pills, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "How much?"

Fang Yun quoted the price: "Five spirit stones per bottle, market price."

After hearing this, Ye Xuan frowned and said, "It's a bit expensive, can it be cheaper?"

Ye Xuan settled in Nanwan Island and worked as a casual cultivator. However, he was not without foundation. He had a team under him, with dozens of brothers who obeyed him.

A team similar to the horse caravan and the porter gang.

Holding together for warmth and maintaining their own interests, he lived a comfortable life by collecting shells on Nanwan Island and occasionally going out to sea to hunt fish with other brothers. His cultivation level also reached 60% of Qi Refining.

This time he came to the black market to replenish the gang's foundation. He came here to buy a cultivation method. Of course, he would not miss it when he met Fang Yun selling pills on the road.

Both Shuixing Pill and Qingyang Pill are necessities for their team.

Unfortunately, after buying the cultivation method and enriching the gang's foundation, he was already short of money.

Fang Yun saw that the other party was hesitant, thought about it and said: "If you buy a few more bottles, I can give you some discounts. Buy five bottles of Qingyang Pill and I will give you a bottle of Shuixing Pill. How about it?"

Ye Xuan thought about it, and finally took out the spirit stone and bought five bottles of Qingyang Pill and five bottles of Shuixing Pill.

Although he paid for a bottle of water-walking pills and reduced a spiritual stone, Fang Yun was secretly happy in his heart. This was his first profit from alchemy. The total amount was 34 spiritual stones. After deducting the cost of materials and booth fees, he made a net profit of 15 spiritual stones.

Of course, the cost of learning alchemy is definitely not included, that is another price!

The price of water-walking algae is one spiritual stone per kilogram, and the price of Qingyang grass is one spiritual stone per catty.

The price of auxiliary materials is even lower. One spiritual stone for auxiliary materials is enough to refine 10 pills. With Fang Yun's current alchemy technology, one kilogram of water-walking algae can produce about 40 pills, which is also 1 spiritual stone, and the profit is also 1 times.

The profit of Qingyang Pill is even more amazing. He only bought 10 catties of Qingyang Grass, which is exactly 100 Qingyang Pills, 50 spiritual stones, and the profit has reached 50 times!

Amazing profit!

Looking at the spirit stones in the space, Fang Yun suddenly felt refreshed and his breathing became rapid.

In two months, he could even save the cost, because the Qingyang grass and water algae in the space would be almost a year old. By then, it would be a zero-cost business to make pills.

In addition to Fang Yun and Ye Xuan, several practitioners came to Fang Yun's stall to inquire and bought several bottles of pills.

Fang Yun also quickly added the jade bottle in the storage bag to the stall. Time passed quickly, from night to day, and then to night again.

The time for the stall rental was up, and the wooden sign in the space emitted a shining red light. Suddenly, a whirlwind blew up at the location where Fang Yun was.

A crane made of wood flew to Fang Yun's position. Fang Yun reluctantly handed the wooden sign to him. The crane picked up the sign and flew away from the stall.

"Puppetry mechanism is really a mysterious creation, very powerful!" Fang Yun sighed and felt envious.

At this time, there were about 40 bottles of Shuixing Dan left in Fang Yun's storage bag, but Qingyang Dan had already been sold. Compared with Shuixing Dan, Qingyang Dan was more popular.

Even if the other party was not a fisherman, seeing that Fang Yun's sign said that there was Qingyang Dan for sale, there were also people who came to ask. After selling it, Fang Yun wiped off the words "Qingyang Dan" on the sign.

At this moment, his total assets had reached Bailingshi.