Who is behind Baochang Tower?

The master of Tianxiang Peak, the True Lord Yuanying!

The mistress never thought that with such a huge mountain at his back, a piece of spiritual stone could buy more than ten kilograms of spiritual rice, and he would not be able to adjust it.

The shopkeepers around here have always been willing to help the Yin family, but today...

"I'm sorry, I really don't have any ordinary spiritual rice today."

The goods are sold out, it's not that he doesn't want to replenish them.

Shopkeeper Chen from Fengyuan Grain Store smiled brightly and said, "A big customer came here. Look, he bought all my old money."

His place was filled with large wooden barrels filled with rice, and some space magic circles were engraved on the barrels. But today, the bottom row of more than ten wooden barrels was all empty.

"Please go to a few more and ask!"

How many more transfers?

The mistress' complexion suddenly changed.

He has already transferred to four houses in a row.

They are all the same as Fengyuan Grain Store, all the expensive spiritual rice is available, but the ordinary spiritual rice is sold out.

This is wrong!

The mistress gulped and said, "Shopkeeper Chen, do you know that big customer?"

"do not know!"

Shopkeeper Chen suspected that Yin Zhengjiang asked the mistress to adjust the goods because he wanted to do all his business. He shook his head on the spot and said, "It's just low-grade spiritual rice. It doesn't make much money. The other party is wearing a big cloak that isolates spiritual consciousness. Even if he asks,

Name, do you dare to believe it?"

this?

There are too many monks wearing such cloaks on the street. Not to mention him, even if Elder Yin comes here in person, he cannot lift these people's cloaks.

The mistress swallowed a gulp of saliva, "Then... I'll find a few more and ask."

"Go ahead and tell Shopkeeper Yin that if you are free one day, I'll treat him to tea!"

He looked at the boy walking forward with empty steps and let out a loud sigh.

But at this time, the mistress could no longer care about anything else and went to another family that she was not familiar with. After receiving the same reply, she did not dare to delay any longer and hurriedly turned around to report the message.

Not far away, Gu Chengshu was watching him go.

Uncle Yu had always nagged the original person with whomever the Yin family had business dealings with.

Therefore, she first swept away all the food from these families.

Although there are not many spiritual stones now, we still have to scan them to be on the safe side.

She carried eleven large and heavy storage bags, and then walked to the Sihe Pavilion.

"Buy ordinary spiritual rice worth 75,000 spiritual stones?"

"yes!"

"...I'm sorry!" The waiter's face froze, "Our family has always restricted the purchase of spiritual rice, and we will not sell it if it exceeds 300 kilograms!"

"Yeah?"

Gu Chengshu was overjoyed, she liked this kind of store, "Does the purchase of ordinary spiritual rice also have to be restricted?"

"Yes!" The guy nodded, "If you don't believe me, you can take a look at the notice over there. Our Siheguan is an industry of the Cultivation Alliance. No matter what level of spiritual rice, everyone is the same every day, and the purchase limit is three hundred kilograms.

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very nice!

This means that it is impossible for the Yin family to buy from here.

"Excuse me, I'll go check out other houses!"

Gu Chengshu turned around with a brisk voice.

Perhaps because he was too happy, his voice was not concealed this time.

In the store, a monk who was dressed in the same style and did not differentiate between men and women took the spiritual tea he bought and went out with her.

After a while, Gu Chengshu finally spent all her money.

More than 900,000 spiritual stones were spent, and almost nine million kilograms of spiritual rice were purchased. Not to mention sweeping away all the goods in Lingyun Zongfang City, at least one-ninth was swept away.

Next…

She swaggered past the door of Baochang Building.

At this time, Yin Zhengjiang in the store was so anxious that smoke could come out of his head.

Wan Linglong, who had not waited for Lingmi, had a cold expression on her face.

She didn't care whether what the mistress said was true or false, she only recognized Lingmi.

I only use the cheapest ordinary rice.

With more than 100,000 outer sect disciples, and some shameless inner sect disciples who occasionally take advantage, the sect's annual consumption of light rice is close to 50 million kilograms.

This needs to be replaced by expensive spiritual rice. How can I afford to raise it?

"Fairy Wan, please tolerate me for a few more days!"

Yin Zhengjiang bent over, "I promise..."

"You can't guarantee that."

Wan Linglong had no intention of showing off, "Shopkeeper Yin, I'll give you another half hour. After half an hour, if the spirit rice is not collected, you... and several principals of the Yin family will go to the execution hall."

Have tea."

How does this work?

Because of Gu Chengshu, the Yin family has become a joke, and if they go to the execution hall together like this...

"You... please wait a moment, I... I will definitely get it for you."

It can't be such a coincidence.

It must be Zhenjun Fenglan who is behind this.

But no matter how bad she tries, she won't be able to buy out the entire market.

As long as he is given three more days, the Yin family will definitely be able to raise money and buy enough from other places, but now...

There was no money in the store, and he had no money either.

The Yin family has tried its best, and has borrowed everything they can from the several aristocratic families they have friends with.

Although his share of eight million catties is a lot, it was not too difficult to borrow it from everyone.

After thinking about it over and over again, he could only ask for help from that old guy in Sanzhong.

Yin Zhengjiang's chest felt so tight that he poured another cup of tea for Wan Zuzong, tried his best to put on a smile, and ran to the next door.

"Brother Yu, you also heard what the mistress said before."

He rubbed his hands as if he had just opened the store a few years ago, "I can't get enough of this spiritual rice in a short time. Do you think you can help me?"

"Help..."

Yu Sanchong lengthened his tone.

The old man really didn't expect that Cheng Shu would be so courageous that he would actually use all the spiritual stones in the store to buy spiritual rice, cutting off the Yin family's escape route.

"It's not impossible, but..."

"You said, as long as I can do it, it's fine!"

"I have to go to Zhenjun Fenglan to pay an account tonight."

The old man sighed and said, "Let's do this. I'll get some spiritual rice for you, and you can use the things from Baochang Tower to pay for it."

Worth it again?

Already paid a lot.

A new batch of talisman papers, magical instruments, and a few gourds of fine wine were all brought to him.

Still worth it...

Thinking of his ancestors who were still waiting in the store, Yin Zhengjiang couldn't help but said, "Sure!"

He only had this choice.

The eldest brother is going to Dulongtan, and they enter the execution hall again. There is not even anyone in the Yin family to support them.

"We are still short of almost 8 million kilograms of spiritual rice. If converted into spiritual stones, it would be 800,000..."

"Wrong!"

Yu Sanzhong interrupted him, "In business, what am I doing if I don't make money? Is my work in vain? Even if I want to work in vain, Zhenjun Fenglan will definitely not be happy.

In this way, I will collect 8 million kilograms of spiritual rice for you, and you can equal the goods of 840,000 spiritual stones."

Eight hundred and forty thousand?

If the goods are worth 840,000 yuan, what else can Baochang Tower have?

The veins on Yin Zhengjiang's forehead jumped again and again. He wanted to say that this was taking advantage of the situation, but thinking of Zhenjun Fenglan and his ancestors who were still waiting in the store, he really didn't have the courage. "Okay!" He stamped his feet, "

Within a quarter of an hour, you can get the goods together for me!"

"Okay," Yu Sanzhong didn't believe him, "but we have to calculate what should be paid in front of Fairy Linglong!"

"become!"

Wan Linglong used her spiritual consciousness to witness the confrontation between the two families, and Yu Sanzhong's appearance also made her suspect that Uncle Fenglan was behind it.

However, this business... is a bit amazing!
Chapter completed!