Cheng Bu Zheng, who was sitting on the chair, stretched out his hand to grab it!
A tea list was placed on the table and fell into Cheng Buzheng's hands.
On the tea list, there are rows of names of spiritual teas listed vertically, and the prices are marked at the back.
Cheng Buzheng didn't know it until he saw it, but only after he saw it did he know what sky-high prices are?
Even the cheapest pot of spiritual tea costs at least 500 low-grade spiritual stones. The most expensive one is called 'Yuanquan Zifeng Tea', which costs up to 800 spiritual stones.
These eight hundred spiritual stones are not low-grade spiritual stones, but medium-grade spiritual stones, equivalent to 80,000 low-grade spiritual stones.
No wonder, the monks who come here are at least Foundation Establishment Stage monks.
Ordinary monks in the Qi Refining Stage do not have such a wealthy family, and even if they did, they would not be willing to spend such a high price to order a pot of spiritual tea at Lundao Pavilion.
after all.
The cheapest pot of spiritual tea requires 500 low-grade spiritual stones, which even a qi-training monk would not be willing to part with, and even an ordinary foundation-building monk might not be willing to part with it.
It can be seen that the monks who can come here to spend money do not have a certain net worth when they see this tea list!
I'm afraid I'll go out immediately without looking back.
Although Cheng Buzheng secretly exclaimed:
"Dark, too dark!"
But his expression was still calm and calm, as if he didn't care at all.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng put down the tea order in his hand, looked up at the waiter standing beside him with his hands down, and said calmly:
"Give me a pot of Yuanquan Zifeng tea, and then ask your boss to come over and talk!"
Hear the words.
"Dear guest, please wait a moment, I will go down and prepare now!"
The attendant in green clothes quickly bowed and said.
Then after bowing, he left directly and closed the door of the box.
In the box.
Cheng Buhuang sat on the chair with his eyes closed, as if he was relaxing with his eyes closed.
He ordered the most expensive pot of spiritual tea in Lundao Pavilion. Of course, it was not because he had too many spiritual stones that he was burning!
Because that's the rule.
If Cheng Buzheng wants to enter the dark market, he must have a recommending monk, otherwise he will not be able to enter the dark market at all.
Isn’t this something that everyone can enter if they want to?
Because there are barriers to entry into the dark market.
And that pot of Yuanquan Zifeng tea is a stepping stone and a benefit to introduce the monk, the owner of Lundao Pavilion.
Otherwise, without ordering a pot of Yuanquan Zifeng tea, the owner of Lundao Pavilion would not show up at all, let alone enter the dark market.
Previously, Cheng Buzheng had spent a lot of money to obtain detailed information about participating in the dark market in Yuanhai Immortal City.
Therefore, Cheng Buzheng would not be reluctant to part with that little spiritual stone at this critical moment.
after all.
If you want to integrate into a new circle, you must pay a price.
Especially in a more advanced circle like this.
After participating once, there is no need to spend a lot of money to obtain detailed information in the future, and then order a pot of Yuanquan Zifeng tea.
If it is the case every time, then it won’t be long before the dark market in Yuanhai Immortal City becomes less and less full of monks, and it won’t be long before the dark market disappears.
What's more, monks are not fat sheep, they are only slaughtered.
The monks who can cultivate to the current level are like monkey spirits with their hair attached to them, and they are all ghosts and ghosts!
Maybe even the hairs on your head are hollow?
at this time.
Cheng Buzheng seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed, acting like a wise man, but his heart was not as calm as he appeared.
Not long after.
Boom!
Boom!
A dull knock on the door sounded in Cheng Buzheng's ears.
"Enter!",
At the same time, Cheng Buzheng, who was leaning back in the chair, opened his eyes and said calmly.
squeak!
The door of the box was pushed open, and a square-faced monk in black robes with a smile on his face walked into the box holding a wooden tray.
After Cheng Bu Zheng met this late Jindan monk, he knew that this old man should be the owner of Lundao Pavilion and the introducer of the dark market.
Immediately.
A warm smile appeared on Cheng Bizheng's face, and his expressions changed naturally without any sense of disobedience.
He stood up, walked up to him, and said:
"Brother Taoist is so polite that he actually delivers the tea himself. This is really embarrassing!"
During the conversation.
The tone was like an old friend meeting again, without any sense of strangeness, and it was completely impossible to tell that this was the first time the two of them met.
He didn't pretend to be clingy, and his expression was extremely sincere.
See this.
The old man holding the tray was also startled, but he quickly came to his senses and said with a smile on his face:
"The fact that fellow Taoist can come to the old man's Taoist discussion pavilion is basically a compliment to the old man. What does this mean?"
"As long as fellow Taoists come every day, it's no problem for the old man to serve him tea and meals!"
"Once or twice is okay, but I can't bear any more!"
Say the last thing.
The two looked at each other and laughed.
"Fellow Taoist, please sit down!"
Cheng Buzheng said with a smile on his face.
Regarding this.
The old man was not polite. He put the tray in his hand on the table and said with a smile:
"Then you're welcome, old man!"
For a time, there was no unfamiliar atmosphere in the private room.
This is a veteran who has been in the world of immortality for many years, a language artist, and an instinctive reaction.
When you see people, you talk about people, when you see ghosts, you talk about ghosts.
As long as you are not a particularly withdrawn monk, you can always face unfamiliar scenes calmly.
Immediately.
After introducing himself and being polite, Cheng Buzheng directly expressed his intention.
"Fellow Daoist Hai, I want to join the dark market in Yuanhai Immortal City. Could you please introduce me to me?"
At the end of the sentence, Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting on the chair, clasped his fists and saluted the old man opposite him from afar!
See this.
Old Man Hai gave up and said with a smile:
"You're welcome, fellow Taoist. Since you ordered our Yuanquan Zifeng tea, the old man will naturally not refuse!"
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng was completely relieved.
very good!
It’s good to be able to do things after receiving the benefits and not asking for more!
Cheng Buzheng was afraid that the lion would open its mouth!
Now it seems that the previous worries were unnecessary.
"Then thank you so much, fellow Taoist!"
Cheng Buzheng said sincerely.
It’s best if nothing happens!
Even if the tickets are a little more expensive, he will not be stingy with his smile.
the other side.
Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, Old Man Hai showed no sign of perseverance because of the high price of Yuanquan Zifeng Tea, and he felt very happy.
Regardless of whether the other party is really like this or is pretending to be bold, at least the other party doesn't show an ugly look, which is good.
Businessman?
Of course, harmony is the most important thing!
What's more, based on his ability to observe people's emotions for many years, there is a great possibility that the other party is really that strong.
Immediately.
Old Man Hai laughed and said:
"Old man, I would also like to thank fellow Taoist for taking care of my business."
Immediately, he continued:
"Fellow Taoist, the dark market opens every night at Hai hour and ends at Mao hour the next day!"
"If fellow Taoist want to participate in the dark market tonight, come to this pavilion before Haishi, and the old man will take you to the dark market."
"Fellow Taoist can also rest here for half a day, and no one will disturb fellow Taoist. How about the old man inviting fellow Taoist himself in the evening?"
Hear the words.
Cheng Bu Zheng gave up and chuckled:
"Thank you Daoyou for your kindness. I am also my first visitor to Yuanhai Immortal City. Do you want to take a look around?"
"Don't bother fellow Taoist!"
See this.
Old Man Hai didn't do much to persuade him to stay. He knew that the monk was very wary, so the other party's refusal was within the scope of his understanding.
Immediately, he reached out and took out a tea cup, held the handle of the pot, poured tea, and said with a smile:
"Fellow Taoist, although Yuanquan Zifeng Tea is not well-known, it is a rare spiritual tea. You will definitely not waste your spiritual stones in vain?"
As he spoke, waves of light fragrance spread.
"Fellow Taoist, please!"
Old Man Hai handed a cup of poured spiritual tea to Cheng Buzheng.
Cheng Buzheng took the spirit tea, took a sip, thought about it for a moment and said:
"What the fellow Taoist said is indeed true! It is indeed a rare spiritual tea, and it is worth the money!"
Old Man Hai narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:
"Fellow Taoist is also a person who understands tea!"
"It's just a joke, it's just a shallow opinion!"
The two of them were chatting while sipping spiritual tea.
After a long time!
The attendant in green clothes entered the private room and whispered a few words in Old Man Hai's ear. After that, Old Man Hai apologized to Cheng Buzheng and left directly!
After burning the incense, Cheng Buzheng also left the private room.
Originally, he had informed Old Man Hai, but when he learned that the other party was picking up guests, Cheng Buzheng did not disturb him and only asked the attendant in Tsing Yi to tell Old Man Hai.
Cheng Bu argued out of Lundao Pavilion and left gracefully!