Chapter 32: Earning a Lot of Spiritual Stones

Looking at the three people who had walked away, Xu Feng was still angry.

"These three guys take me for granted, don't they? I'm half off, but if you really dare to ask, then I'll help you draw the seals for free. I don't know what you think, it's just sick! "

He now understands why some stall owners are so angry that they want to hit customers. This is entirely for a reason.

However, despite experiencing a farce of bargaining, the scene of the three people who just left checking the talismans was seen by many passing monks.

So then, monks slowly began to stop in front of his stall and began to ask about the price of talismans and seals.

"Fellow Taoist, how do you sell this little fireball talisman?"

"Two spiritual stones."

"Okay, give me three. These are six spiritual stones. Count them."

"That's right, I'll give you the magic talisman."

"Fellow Taoist, what is the price of the Ice Arrow Talisman?"

"One and a half spiritual stones are given to each one. Large quantity will give you the best option."

"Okay, give me eight."

"Okay, thank you for your patronage, a total of twelve spiritual stones."

...

More than two hours have passed, and all the small fireball talismans and ice arrow talismans on his stall have been sold out, leaving only the wooden shield talisman with more than 40 pieces left.

"Huh, when I was a customer, I was very envious when I saw other stall owners making a lot of spiritual stones. But only when I became a stall owner did I understand the hard work and sadness involved."

After just setting up the stall for a long time, Xu Feng felt a lot.

At this time, another business came to the door.

What was different from before was that this time the customers who stopped in front of his stall were not interested in the talisman seals, but the seedlings of wind spirit grass that had been placed in the corner.

"Fellow Taoist, your wind spirit grass is well cultivated. Can you show it to me?"

Listening to the magnetic voice coming from his ears, Xu Feng put down the talisman he was playing with and raised his head.

What caught his eye was a male cultivator with a good face and fair skin. He was staring at the ferngrass seedlings with a smile.

Although this person looked male, he always felt that something was not right, especially when he smelled the smell of powder as soon as he got close to him.

"Damn it, could it be that you met a pervert? You saw that I was handsome and deliberately came to chat with me on the pretext of buying spiritual grass. I have to be more careful."

Xu Feng thought this in his heart, but said it in his mouth.

"Of course, fellow Taoist, please take a look."

After saying that, he took a Wind Spirit Grass seedling in the corner and handed it to him with the lumps of soil attached.

But at this moment, a hand stretched out from nowhere, grabbed the elixir seedling, took out a brocade handkerchief, wrapped the lump of earth, and then handed it back to the male cultivator's hand.

When Xu Feng was robbed of the elixir just now, although he did not expect that someone would snatch the thing in his hand, he was unprepared, but being able to take the thing away from him in a flash of lightning was enough to show the skill of the person who took it. Extraordinary.

He glanced over and saw that the monk who had just taken action was the man standing behind the male cultivator. Judging from his actions just now, he should be a servant or something.

His appearance was still handsome, with orchid fingers raised, which made Xu Feng feel chilly.

"Yun'er, why are you acting so recklessly? What you did just now scared this fellow Taoist, and you still haven't apologized."

The male cultivator scolded softly while taking the elixir seedling from the servant's hand.

"I understand, sir."

The servant bowed slightly to the male cultivator, then turned around and cupped his hands to Xu Fenggong, stuck out his tongue very cutely, and said sweetly:

"This fellow Taoist was rude just now, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Xu Feng endured the discomfort in his stomach and waved his hand quickly.

Then I saw the male cultivator holding the Wind Spirit Grass and looking around for a long time, then put it down with some disappointment, and shook his head helplessly, as if he didn't like it.

When the servant next to him saw the young master's expression, he naturally understood what he meant and left immediately.

But just now when my son was checking the Fenglingcao, he accidentally noticed that the quality of the talisman seals at Xu Feng's stall was good, so he mentioned it casually.

"Fu Seal? Let's take a look. I remember that at that time, Yun'er, you wanted to learn Fu Seal, but in the end you didn't have the talent, so you gave up."

"Oh, Master, didn't you agree that you won't mention this matter in the future? Besides, my achievements in the weapon refining field are not bad now. I am already a first-level mid-level weapon refiner."

"Okay, okay, my Yun'er is the best."

With a doting gesture, the male cultivator turned his head and focused his attention on the talisman. However, he just picked up a wooden shield talisman and glanced at it before his eyes froze.

"The runes are clear and full of spiritual energy. It's really of good quality. Moreover, there is a silver ray of light underneath the rune paper. This is clearly a high-level rune that failed to be drawn!"

His voice became softer and softer until the last few words were inaudible, so the words did not attract anyone's attention.

However, the way the male cultivator looked at him changed a bit at this time. If it was indifferent and distant before, now it is warm and close. He just heard him say:

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder if all the talismans on this stall were made by fellow Taoist?"

Looking at the male cultivator who was staring at him intensely, Xu Feng's mind was spinning rapidly and he responded directly:

"Fellow Taoist, this question seems to be a bit out of bounds. I'm sorry for the inconvenience of answering. If you are interested in these talismans, you can buy them all and take them back to study them carefully."

Seeing that his young master and the stall owner began to communicate through voice transmission, the servant tilted his head, looking at this and that, looking very curious.

"Okay, what you said, fellow Taoist, is that I took the liberty, so I don't know how much all the spiritual objects left in your stall are worth? Please give me a price."

The male cultivator said these words out loud, without any sound transmission.

"Are the seedlings of Wind Spirit Grass included?"

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be joking, Xu Feng asked directly.

“Nature counts.”

"Okay, let me do the math. There are a total of forty-five wooden shield talismans, one with two spiritual talismans, a total of ninety spiritual stones, seven Wind Spirit Grass seedlings, a total of seven spiritual stones, a total of ninety-seven spiritual stones. ”

"Is there no discount?" the servant interrupted.

"Yes, since you have consumed so many spiritual stones, I can give it to you..."

Before he finished speaking, the male cultivator interrupted him.

"There is no need for the discount, Yun'er, just pay the spiritual stone to this fellow Taoist."

"Yes, sir."

Although he didn't know what happened, the servant quickly took out ninety-seven spiritual stones and placed them on his stall.

"Fellow Taoist, take your leave."

"Farewell."

Xu Feng was thoughtful as he sent away the most generous customer he had encountered today, so he ignored the fact that the time for setting up the stall had not yet come, and left the market without even taking the brocade cloth spread on the ground.

After leaving the market, he did not go back to his residence directly. Instead, he kept wandering in the alleys of the outer area to get rid of possible stalkers.

But what he didn't expect was that after he left, the male cultivator who was interested in his talisman would easily check his information directly at the registration booth rental office of the market.