Chapter 17 Jianghu Situation

After briefly tidying up, Shen Cong went to Dong's Iron Shop.

When his understanding has been upgraded to the second stage, he can perform two tasks, forging iron and refining medicine, but it will not affect his practice of the Thunderbolt Technique at the same time. It is almost like an automatic hang-up.

However, it seems that many customers came to the iron shop today.

During dinner in the morning, the person in charge came to the backyard one step ahead and gave each of the blacksmiths a fist in the air.

"Fellow masters, there has been an increase in orders in the past two days. The boss has said that the masters should work harder. If you add two working hours a day, the monthly silver will be increased accordingly."

"What's the point? As long as the boss provides enough money, we are willing to work until midnight every day, aren't we, brothers?"

"right."

"Okay, thanks to all the masters, let's get started today."

As soon as the person in charge left, people started talking.

"Business has really gotten better and better recently."

"Isn't that true? I heard that there are remnants of the former dynasty in the north, colluding with the barbarians outside the pass, and attacking the northern defense line. If a war breaks out, who wouldn't want to have a handy weapon to defend themselves?"

"When will these damn remnants of the former dynasty be put to death?"

Ordinary people will not be loyal to a certain dynasty. As long as they can eat and drink enough and live a good life, it doesn't matter who is in charge.

Anyway, it's not them who are at home.

Shen Cong raised his eyebrows slightly.

It wouldn't be a good thing if this started a war.

When the war breaks out, there's no telling what will happen.

There is a saying that goes - I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times.

What's more, in this world of martial arts, laws are not very effective to begin with. Murders and looting often occur. If war breaks out again, people will kill without blinking an eye.

Although his strength has reached level seven, level seven is not invincible after all.

"You still need to further improve your cultivation."

It was night, after Shen Cong simply changed his appearance, he came to the black market. It had been a long time since he last came to the black market.

He is different from others. He can do many things by relying on his ever-increasing understanding, such as refining elixirs, refining medicines, and forging weapons.

As long as other people do one practice, they are already so busy that they don't know what to do, so how can they have time to do other things?

Therefore, their path is more difficult than their own.

Of course, Shen Cong can't compare to the kind of young master from a wealthy family. He takes the elixirs as jelly beans and eats them. There is no comparison at all.

However, Shen Cong will not be jealous or depressed. In the long run, those people will eventually become the dust of history for him.

There were many more people in the black market tonight, and Shen Cong noticed some new faces, and these faces looked somewhat tired.

If it didn't surprise him, these might be some martial arts practitioners from the north.

Because many people have a rough appearance, in line with the appearance of northerners.

They sell a variety of things, including weapons and exercises. One of them even sells elixirs, which is rare on the black market.

It's not that there are no elixirs in Yuncheng, but because there are very few alchemists in Yuncheng, the elixirs are very expensive. Shen Cong bought one before, and its efficacy was about ten times that of the spiritual liquid, but the price reached sixty or seventy taels. pills, which is not cost-effective. Shen Cong has never bought any pills, and has always used spiritual liquid to improve his health.

Because the price was too high, there were only one or two pills on the stall, and the stall owner obviously did not dare to be too careless.

At this time, Shen Cong suddenly thought of something.

He now makes spiritual liquid and sells it. Although it is very profitable, compared with elixirs, it is far behind.

The elixir is much more convenient than the elixir in terms of portability and effectiveness, but the price is prohibitive. If you have the elixir recipe, you can achieve the freedom of the elixir just like the freedom of the elixir.

It's just that those medicine halls have a monopoly on elixir recipes, so few elixir prescriptions are exposed to the public, unlike elixir prescriptions which are widely circulated.

If you want to buy one, you're afraid you'll be ripped off. It may cost thousands of taels, or even more!

Now that these people are fleeing from the north, they must be in urgent need of silver. If you can buy Danfang from them at this time, they will definitely be willing, and the price should be relatively reasonable.

I will soon need the cloud-level skills, so I have to save a lot of money to buy them. With just the spiritual liquid and blacksmithing, I don't know if I have to save up until the end of the year. If I have pills, I can make a lot of money, and I will be able to achieve it very quickly. The purpose of purchasing Yunjie Kung Fu.

Thinking of this, he immediately came to the man selling elixirs.

The man raised his head and glanced at Shen Cong, moved his chapped lips and said:

"What does the boss want to buy?"

"Did you refine this elixir yourself? Or did you get it from someone else?"

"I made it myself."

"Then you should be an alchemist, right? Why don't you find a job in a medicine hall?"

The man shook his head.

"I don't plan to stay in Yuncheng for a long time, so I want to exchange some money. Does the boss want to buy elixirs?"

"No, I want to buy the elixir you have."

"Danfang?"

There was some surprise on the man's face. Apparently he didn't expect that Shen Cong would make such a request?

"You want to learn how to make elixirs. If that's the case, I advise you to forget it. Because refining elixirs takes a long time and will delay your martial arts path."

"You don't have to worry about whether I'm learning to make alchemy or not, just tell me whether to sell it or not."

The man was silent for a moment and then asked:

"Sell! How much money will you pay?"

Shen Cong immediately said:

"I won't hide it from you. Things like elixirs are basically monopolized by medicine halls. They are rarely available on the market, but they are not impossible to buy.

But you need money now, and to you, Danfang is just copied on a piece of paper, so I only give you three hundred taels. If you are willing, we will make a deal immediately. If you are not willing, then just treat me as Didn’t say anything.”

The elixir prescription is different from the spirit liquid prescription. One can be bought but the other cannot. If the price is too cheap, the other party may not sell it.

The man thought for a moment.

"Boss, please be happy. If that's the case, I'm willing to sell you a share."

"You are also a happy person."

Soon, the two paid with one hand and delivered the goods with the other.

Shen Cong got the first elixir prescription in his life. With it, he will probably be able to refine the elixir soon. By then, it will not only be useful for his own practice, but also make a lot of wealth through selling it, easily. You can accumulate enough initial capital.

"How can I be sure this recipe is genuine?"

"You go buy the materials, and I can accompany you to find an open space nearby, make the alchemy myself, and demonstrate it. But I won't go home with you, and I will bring my companion with me."

Shen Cong nodded.

He is afraid of others doing evil things to him, and others must also be afraid of themselves doing evil things to him. Everyone is not stupid.

In this world, safety comes first and survival comes first.
Chapter completed!