Grass Jelly Supplier

One thousand five hundred spiritual herbs, one plant costs 720 spiritual stones, that is 1.08 million spiritual stones, this is not a small deal, one third is 360,000 spiritual stones.

In Shi Yue's opinion, the deposit of 360,000 spiritual stones is still too little.

A spiritual herb of 70 or 80 years old costs at least 400 spiritual stones, 1,500 plants cost 600,000 spiritual stones, Shi Yue still needs 240,000 spiritual stones.

Zhang Feng was a little tempted. Before coming to Xiancao Pavilion, he went to Huichun Tower to ask, a hundred-year spiritual herb costs 770 spiritual stones, and this is because of bulk purchase.

Li Mubai's price is 50 spiritual stones lower than Huichun Tower, 50 spiritual stones less per plant, 1,500 plants can save 75,000 spiritual stones.

Huichun Tower can get the goods immediately, but some varieties are not enough, so only 500 plants can be sold, while Xiancao Pavilion will take 1,500 plants at one time after three months.

Zhang Feng was a little hesitant, and after a long pause, he said, "Daoyou Li, can we really get the goods in three months? You won't lie to me! A thousand-year-old elixir takes five years, and a hundred-year-old elixir only takes three months!"

"Li never lies, Daoyou Zhang, forget it if you don't believe me." Shi Yue's face turned cold.

Zhang Feng smiled awkwardly and explained hurriedly, "Daoyou Li, don't misunderstand me, I was just too anxious and made a slip of the tongue, but one-third of the deposit is a bit too much, one-fifth is acceptable."

"One-fifth is fine, but it will take half a year." Shi Yue said seriously.

"This..." Zhang Feng showed a hesitant look on his face. He pondered for a while and said, "Okay! One-third is one-third, I hope Daoyou Li can deliver the goods on time."

Zhang Feng took out a blue storage bag from his arms and handed it to Shi Yue.

Shi Yue glanced at his face and nodded with satisfaction.

He took out paper, ink, pen and inkstone, wrote a note to Zhang Feng, and signed his name.

After sending Zhang Feng away, Shi Yue closed the store door.

"Brother, why are you closed? Are you going out?" Li Yan asked with a frown, his eyes full of worry.

"Well, I have to go out to do something. I will be away for a while. Take good care of yourself. Don't leave Xiancao Pavilion before I come back. If there are thieves attacking the market, you will restore your true appearance, change into Taixu Sect's clothes and go to Taixu Pavilion for help." Shi Yue reminded.

"Brother, it's so chaotic outside now, you'd better not go out first, wait until the storm is over before going out. If it really doesn't work, I'll do it for you, and I'll definitely do it for you properly."

Shi Yue felt warm in his heart, and said with relief: "No, your cultivation is too low, this matter can only be done by me, if you really want to help me, then work hard to practice and build your foundation as soon as possible."

"Okay! I understand, Brother Shi, you have to be careful."

Shi Yue agreed, opened the door and walked out.

The street looked a little desolate, with few people.

Shi Yue came to Juying Pavilion and found that there were no guests in Juying Pavilion. There were only a dozen cultivators drinking tea, which was in sharp contrast to the bustling scene in the past. He frowned, shook his head, and did not go in.

He walked around Sanxin Market along the street and found that it was not only Juying Pavilion, but other shops were in a similar situation. Most of the shops were closed, and only a few were still open.

There was nothing that could be done about it. The flow of people had dropped drastically, and there were not even dozens of cultivators on one street. It was strange that business could be good.

At midnight, when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Shi Yue quietly left Sanxin Market.

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Western Han Dynasty, Heiyun County.

The Heiyang Mountains are located in the northwest of Heiyun County, stretching for more than 100,000 miles. They are named after the large number of Heiyang spiritual trees planted in the mountains.

In the northeast corner of the Heiyang Mountains, there is a market built on a large canyon.

Heiyang Market, one of the few large markets in the Western Han Dynasty, is also a paradise for abandoned disciples of various sects.

Heiyang Market was opened by a Yuanying casual cultivator. Any cultivator who entered the market would be protected. Because of this, some cultivators who committed crimes would run to Heiyang Market to avoid the limelight.

It is said that the Law Enforcement Hall of the Qingyang Sect chased a traitor to Heiyang Market, but finally stopped at Heiyang Market, and watched the traitor escape into Heiyang Market.

Since then, Heiyang Market has become famous and a paradise for evildoers.

Xu Le was born in the Purple Flame Sect of Beiyan. He made a living by killing people and robbing treasures. Because he killed the descendants of the elders of the Purple Flame Sect, he was wanted by the Purple Flame Sect throughout the country. The pursuers chased him for more than half a year, and he finally escaped to the Heiyang Market of the Western Han Dynasty.

Since then, Xu Le has lived a carefree life for several years. With the help of the looted property, his cultivation has improved rapidly. In less than five years, he has advanced from the middle stage of foundation building to the late stage of foundation building, and several subordinates have gathered around him.

Hearing that the Purple Flame Sect has revoked the wanted order, Xu Le was worried that it was a trap and did not leave Heiyang Market rashly.

However, he had very few spirit stones left, and it was difficult to even maintain his daily cultivation.

Xu Le had no choice but to do his old job - killing people and robbing treasures.

With years of experience and the cooperation of several subordinates, Xu Le successively killed several small fat sheep and lived a carefree life again.

Yuwei Pavilion is the largest spiritual herb shop in Heiyang Market, and it is also where Xu Le is looking for his target.

Opposite the Yuwei Pavilion, there is a teahouse. Xu Le is sitting in a private room on the second floor drinking tea. Through the open window, he can see the exit of the Yuwei Pavilion.

Xu Le sent two men to search for targets in the Yuwei Pavilion, while he leisurely drank spiritual tea in the private room.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a big belly appeared in Xu Le's sight. The middle-aged man is Ye Yi, the shopkeeper of the Yuwei Pavilion, and he can be said to be well-known in the Heiyang Market.

Ye Yi said something with a smile on his face to a handsome young man in white. Although he didn't hear clearly what Ye Yi said, his professional instinct told Xu Le that the young man in white was a big fat sheep.

That's right, a big fat sheep.

The young man in white had a fair face and a proud look on his face. He had two spirit beast bags hanging around his waist, wore gorgeous robes, and held a magic fan in his hand. If he wasn't a big fat sheep, who was it?

"Fellow Daoist Shi, take care." Ye Yi said with a smile on his face.

The young man in white was Shi Yue.

"No need to send me off, I know the way myself." Shi Yue deliberately put on the appearance of a dandy young man.

He swaggered forward, and a shrewd young man in a blue shirt followed him calmly. A middle-aged man with ordinary features walked quickly into the teahouse and came to the private room where Xu Le was.

"Brother, a big fat sheep, definitely a big fat sheep. As soon as this guy entered Yuwei Pavilion, he specifically asked for Ye Yi and said that he wanted to do a big business with Ye Yi. Although I don't know what they talked about, Ye Yi personally sent him out, which shows that this person must have spent a lot of spirit stones in Yuwei Pavilion. The last time we bought something in Yuwei Pavilion, we spent 100,000 spirit stones in one go, and Ye Yi didn't personally send him off." The middle-aged man said excitedly.