Cultivation: I have an inventory

Xiao Changqing would not put out all the more than fifty first-grade middle-grade talismans at once when setting up a stall.

Doing so would only cause trouble for himself, fearing that something might go wrong.

More than fifty first-grade middle-grade talismans are worth more than four hundred low-grade spirit stones. There is no other stall with such high standards in the entire market.

So Xiao Changqing only took out six different types of talismans to sell.

Some are mainly for killing, some are mainly for defense, and some are similar to escape auxiliary talismans.

Xiao Changqing thought that if he could sell six talismans a day, it would not be bad.

If he continued like this, the stock would be sold out in ten days.

As a result, Xiao Changqing soon found that he had completely overestimated the purchasing power of the casual cultivators who sold things on the stalls in the market.

He also underestimated the stinginess of these casual cultivators and their ability to bargain.

He thought he was very fair. His first-grade middle-grade talismans were of good quality. In a shop like Ling Fu Pavilion, he would sell a talisman for 9 low-grade spiritual stones for a price of 10; and for a talisman that Ling Fu Pavilion sold for 8 for 9.

Moreover, he was prepared for a price cut, and his psychological bottom line was that he could accept a price cut of one more spiritual stone.

In other words, as long as the price was within 20% of the price of Ling Fu Pavilion, he would accept it and sell it.

The result.

These casual cultivators were good, and there were many people asking for prices, and they came in an endless stream.

But after asking the price, they would bargain in half, and some were even more excessive, bargaining a talisman that cost 10 spiritual stones directly to 3!

Xiao Changqing was too lazy to care and said he would not sell it.

Although... when he was a customer before, he was also very ruthless when he caught the stall owner at the market.

But what he sold was not a trick, not a pretentious thing, and each talisman only needed to be sensed to know how powerful it was.

You get what you pay for, how dare these people?

At first, Xiao Changqing thought it was an isolated case and didn't take it seriously. As time went by, he found that this was a common phenomenon in the street stalls!

These casual cultivators who visit the street stalls, in addition to being stingy and bargaining, the main reason is that they are either not well-off and reluctant to spend, or simply can't afford it...

Come to think of it, most of the customers in the market stalls are casual cultivators at the bottom of the Qi Refining, and those in the middle stage of Qi Refining are a minority.

Just like Xiao Changqing two and a half years ago, he was still worried about the rent of a low-grade spirit stone. What can he use to buy a first-level middle-grade talisman?

As for the late stage of Qi Refining and some local rich second-generations, they simply disdain to come to the market stalls.

At the beginning, Hu Yuan was full of contempt for the market stalls, looking down on them with a high-handed attitude.

So after setting up the stall for half an hour, Xiao Changqing finally sold a talisman that sold for at least ten low-grade spirit stones in the store at the price of eight low-grade spirit stones, and then he realized it.

The talismans he was selling were quite high-end for the street vendors in the market!

He was lucky to meet two or three monks with purchasing power in a day!

If he was unlucky, he might even return empty-handed!

Even if he set the price very low, he would make a profit if he bought them, but most monks didn't even have the capital to make a profit.

He set up the stall for an hour and a half on the first day, and he didn't close the stall until the market closed. As a result, he sold two talismans!

I thought that I was unlucky on the first day, and since I had just set up the stall and no one knew about it, the sales would increase slowly in the future.

The result...

The second day, one!

The third day, good luck, three!

The fourth day, two!

The fifth day, two!

The sales were far below expectations!

This was because Nanshanfang was relatively turbulent recently, and the market for talismans had improved.

Otherwise, Xiao Changqing suspected that he was unlucky and might have sold 0 talismans a day!

Of course.

During the past few days of setting up the stall, there were still many cultivators who gradually asked for the price. Xiao Changqing could also see that most of the cultivators were eager for his talismans and sincerely wanted to buy them.

If he broke the bottom line and cut more than 30%, the sales volume would easily double or even more, no problem.

But in this case, Xiao Changqing himself would feel that he was losing money.

"This is not a solution!"

"I was planning to work hard later and draw two more talismans every day to earn more spiritual stones. If I do this, I can't sell more even if I draw more!"

Xiao Changqing put the remaining talismans on the stall into his arms with an expressionless face and prepared to close the stall and go home.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and most of the stall owners around had gone home, and the lively market began to become deserted.

Xiao Changqing, as usual, was very cautious and prepared to go around in the opposite direction of his home, find a place where no one was to restore his face, and then really go home.

To prevent people from finding out his true identity, it is also right to be cautious.

The past few days have been smooth.

But today, Xiao Changqing had just walked out of the market after closing his stall when he felt something was wrong.

When he deliberately turned around and changed direction, paying full attention to the situation behind him, he found that he was indeed being followed!

"Who is it? A robber cultivator?"

Xiao Changqing's hair stood up instantly, and his heart beat violently.

Instantly, Xiao Changqing took out two talismans.

One for defense, one for attack.

It was not drawn by himself, but a first-class talisman given to him by the shopkeeper Hong Jiantao.

As long as it is not a robber cultivator in the foundation building realm, he can ensure his own safety and kill the opponent!

He has traveled to the world of immortal cultivation for two and a half years.

In fact, he has been living a relatively stable life.

Even during the most difficult period in the early stage, he was cautious, went to work and got off work at 2 o'clock, did not go out, did not explore, and did not provoke people, so he never encountered danger.

As for the recent turmoil in Nanshanfang, it did not fall on him.

Now, he is just a small basic talisman master in Lingfu Pavilion, and at most he can be considered a middle-class status in Nanshanfang, and he has no money.

Even if there are any local cultivators in Nanshanfang, they are much richer than him.

Even if there are evil-minded robbers, they will not rob him.

Who would have thought that because he did not have enough spirit stones, he would find a way to do some private work to earn some extra money, and disguised himself to set up a stall in the market.

As a result, he did not sell many talismans, did not make much spirit stones, and was targeted by the robbers first?

"Stop!"

Xiao Changqing turned back suddenly and shouted.

At the same time, the magic power in both hands was almost booming, and as long as the stalker showed a tendency to take action, he could kill him immediately.

But to his surprise, the person following him was a female cultivator, and he actually knew her.

Or maybe it’s not that they knew each other, but they had met once.

His most important equipment at the moment, the Enlightenment Cushion, was bought from the other party... Lin Ziyu’s sister, Lin Zixi!

“Daoyou, I have no ill intentions!”

Lin Zixi was startled by Xiao Changqing’s sudden turn and shout. She felt a great evil, and an invisible killing intent locked on her, as if a needle was piercing her body, as if she would die on the spot the next moment.

Her pretty face was pale, her legs were almost weak, and she quickly raised her hands and shook them.

Xiao Changqing was slightly surprised, but he didn’t relax his vigilance at all. The talismans in his hands were still not retracted, and he could use magic power to trigger them at any time.

“What do you want to do by following me?” Xiao Changqing was still in disguise at this moment. He was originally fierce and ferocious, and now he added a bit of horror.

“I… I want to… I want to help Daoyou sell talismans.”

Lin Zixi had been paying attention to Xiao Changqing for several days, and at the same time, he had rehearsed the scene of meeting Xiao Changqing countless times in his mind.

So although she was frightened, she still accurately stated her purpose.

"Help me sell the talismans?" Xiao Changqing's long and thick eyebrows were raised.

Lin Zixi knew that the opportunity was rare and time was short, so she took a deep breath, barely suppressed her fear, and said tremblingly: "I guess you should have a lot of high-quality first-level middle-grade talismans, but they are not selling well in the market stalls, and it is difficult to sell them at a high price... I have channels and can help you ship in large quantities... And the price will not be lower than what you buy in the market, and it may even be higher."

Quickly explaining her purpose, Lin Zixi raised her hands again to indicate that she had no ill intentions.

Xiao Changqing's eyes flickered and he quickly made a decision: "I don't have many talismans in my hand, and I've almost sold them all. You found the wrong person! Don't follow me anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

After speaking, he turned around and left quickly.