Cheng Buzheng strolled along the main street of Baiyun City and walked slowly towards the street stall area.
Seeing an unusually familiar street, I felt like I hadn't seen them for a long time. Maybe I had been living in the ordinary world for a long time, so I felt a little uncomfortable.
Cheng Buzheng muttered secretly in his heart.
Not long after.
Cheng Buzheng came to the street stall area and walked towards the north end, to an attic.
When he arrived at the attic, he saw five large golden characters engraved on the open door, 'Stand Management Pavilion', engraved on the plaque.
Looking at the monks coming in and out, Cheng Buzheng strode in without any delay.
When he came out again, he had an extra jade token in his hand.
There is a city engraved in the center of the front of the jade tablet. This city is an aerial view of Baiyun City. If you look closely, you can see three tiny characters "Baiyun City" on the city gate. Below the city is engraved with "Baiyun City".
The white clouds look like this city overlooking everything in the world.
In the center of the reverse side of the jade plaque, there is an inscription of 'No. C 87'. Below these four characters, there is also a row of tiny fonts that read, 'Gateway System for Street Stall Management'.
This jade token is not free to receive, but requires two spiritual stones. A jade token can be set up in the street stall area for seven days.
There are also the Jade Talisman Stall Setting Order and the Token Stall Setting Order, but the price is higher, but the time limit for setting up the stall has been extended accordingly. Relatively speaking, the Token Stall Setting Order is still the most cost-effective.
Cheng Buzheng held the jade token in his hand and walked towards No. 87 B. Not long after, he saw a middle-aged monk with a mature appearance setting up a stall. On the stall were some low-grade talismans, such as fireball talisman, quicksand talisman, and diamond talisman.
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It seems that the stall owner at No. 87 C is very likely a low-level talisman maker.
At this time, it was not his time. He had to wait until noon for the middle-aged monk with an old look to set up his stall. The next two days would be Cheng Buzheng's time to set up his stall.
See this.
After Cheng Buzheng took a look, he turned and left. He also needed to make some preparations for the next stall.
Noon, a moment.
A monk wearing a hooded cloak. The huge hood covered most of his face, and his dark yellow face was vaguely visible.
At this time, he came to the street stall area, stall No. 87 C, and saw that the stall was empty. He took out a piece of animal skin and spread it on the stall.
Then, he took out another jade plaque and hung it on the small pillar in front of the stall.
This jade plaque is the stall setting order of Baiyun City. Without this stall setting order, it is impossible to set up a stall.
Otherwise, those patrolling monks are not there just to show off.
Cheng Buzheng's face at this time has been processed by both physical and magical disguises, and his spiritual pressure has also dropped to the third level of Qi training.
Then, he took out the magic weapons, elixirs, elixirs, spiritual objects, etc. that he wanted to dispose of from the storage bag.
But Cheng Buzheng did not take out all of them at once, but took out one or two items of each item. Each item was marked with a price, but the price was slightly cheaper than the market price.
He is very familiar with this kind of process. After all, he is also an experienced stall owner. If it is handled by major shops, the price will be much lower. This is one of the reasons why he sets up a stall.
After setting up the stall, Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged in the stall, closed his eyes and calmed down, waiting for customers to come.
Two hours later, Cheng Buzheng also made several transactions, and new items were placed on the stall.
Not long after.
A middle-aged monk came to Cheng Bizheng's stall. After carefully looking around the stall, his eyes lit up when he saw the ghost-headed sword.
"Fellow Taoist, can this magical weapon be made cheaper?"
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng opened his eyes, looked at the big man in front of him, and said calmly:
"The price of this magic weapon is this. If you want it cheaper, this magic weapon only costs one hundred and fifty-five spiritual stones."
As he spoke, he stretched out his vegetable-colored right hand and pointed at the Aoki sword on the stall.
The middle-aged man subconsciously looked in the direction of Cheng Buzheng's finger, then shook his head and said:
'Fellow Taoist, I just like this magic weapon. One hundred and seventy spiritual stones, can you sell it?'
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng said calmly:
"This is a medium-grade magic weapon. It is a fine magic weapon. It contains one hundred and eighty spiritual stones. If one stone is missing, it will not be sold."
After finishing speaking, he slowly closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he was not worried at all about not being able to sell.
The middle-aged man closed his eyes when he saw Cheng Buzheng. He knew that the stall owner had eaten the weight and became determined. Then he did not hesitate too much. It is rare to see a high-quality magical artifact, especially a fine one among medium-grade magical artifacts.
The middle-aged man knew that after passing this village, there would be no such store, so he took a bite and said:
"Fellow Taoist, can you use items to offset the price?"
"Can!"
Cheng Buzheng opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said slowly.
Hear the words.
The middle-aged man took out a jade slip, burned part of the content on it, and handed it to Cheng Buzheng.
After Cheng Buzheng took the jade slip, he inspected it. Then his heart moved, but his expression did not change, and he still had that cold expression.
"Is it complete? The incomplete one is not worth the spiritual stone!"
The middle-aged man nodded and said:
"Well, there's not a trace of exposure!"
"Sir, how many spiritual stones are you prepared to exchange for?"
"Two hundred spiritual stones, not one less!" the middle-aged man said firmly.
After hearing this, Cheng Buzheng thought about it in his mind and found that the contents in the jade slips were indeed worth the price. Then he said coldly:
"Yes!, but when using the puppet technique to exchange, it must be the original jade slip. The carved jade slip cannot be exchanged."
The middle-aged man was startled, then frowned and said:
"I can understand my fellow Taoist's concerns, but the original jade slips were inherited from my ancestors.
Can I give you the original jade slip and burn it yourself, and then return the original jade slip to me?"
"Okay!" Cheng Buzheng nodded and replied:
"But the puppet technique is not worth the price. Fellow Taoist, can you think about it?"
Although the middle-aged man also knew the secrets here, when it was his turn, he still couldn't accept it. He struggled for a moment, with a tangled look on his face, and said:
"Fellow Taoist, please tell me a price!"
"If the price is right, I will use the puppet technique to trade it."
Cheng Bu Zheng saw the appearance of a middle-aged man, and he knew in his heart that the special feature of this puppet technique, although it was relatively low-level, only a first-level low-grade one, was very useful to him.
If not, in order to reduce accidents and maintain the reserve that a hawker should have, he would have agreed long ago.
Moreover, there is no puppet inheritance in the sect, and it is rare to see one on the market. Maybe there is one on the third floor of the Sutra Tibetan Pagoda, but that's not the case. He can now access it.
Cheng Buzheng also knew the general thoughts of the middle-aged man, and it was time to close the net at the same time.
He glanced at the middle-aged man with a troubled expression and said:
"The replica puppet technique costs one hundred and fifty spiritual stones. If you want to buy this magic weapon, how about adding thirty spiritual stones?"
Hear the words.
The middle-aged man agreed without hesitation. The price exceeded his expectations.
Then, the middle-aged man took out the original jade slip and handed it to Cheng Buzheng to burn it himself.
The two completed the deal.
The middle-aged man chatted happily with him, and he left after a while.
Cheng Buzheng looked at the back of the middle-aged man, then closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the next fellow Taoist to come.