Immortality Gu Tao: Start By Refining the Infatuation Gu

Chapter 81 The gold price of grain sales is as stable as Zhou Sui’s.

at dusk.

 Many casual cultivators came back from the center of the city dejectedly, empty-handed and extremely depressed.

“What’s going on? Didn’t you buy any food?”

 Someone asked.

“It’s a waste of money to buy. Most of the shops are closed now. No one is doing business at all. Even if you have spiritual stones, you can’t buy food.”

A gray-robed monk was cursing and now he was really angry.

"Nima, since when did spiritual rice become more expensive than elixirs? It's really ridiculous."

 It is difficult not to want to sell food at a high price.

 The table is filled with all kinds of dishes, fragrant, complete in variety, and rich in supplies.

"Yes, the elixir cannot be eaten as food, nor can it fill the stomach. Now the spiritual rice is much more valuable than the elixir."

 “Mr.

　　When they know this, they will not be grateful or want to trade with us. Instead, they will only have one idea, which is to rob us of our food.

"It is true that there are still a lot of spiritual rice in the storage bag, but these people hoard the goods and are not willing to sell the spiritual rice at all. Instead, they raise the price to sell it. They clearly want to **** our blood and take advantage of the opportunity. Make a fortune."

 …

 The gain outweighs the loss.

 At night, even if he raised the price ten times, no one would sell to him.

"This is too ridiculous. A low-grade magic weapon can only be exchanged for thirty kilograms of spiritual rice. Are these spiritual rice all foundation-building pills? How can it be so expensive? It's outrageous."

Zhou Sui, Mu Ziyan, Ji Bingyu, Xia Jingyan and others also sensed the situation outside. Apparently, the shortage of rice and meat was more serious than imagined.

If these monks rioted, they would definitely cause terrible damage.

Ji Bingyu chuckled and looked at Zhou Sui with charming eyes.

"Isn't that true? I wanted to exchange a low-grade magic weapon with others for food, but I found that a low-grade magic weapon could only be exchanged for thirty kilograms of spiritual rice. If there were more, they would not care at all."

"It seems that you have eaten and drank enough these days, and you are a bit energetic."

Xia Jingyan also agrees with this point. She is too cautious in her behavior towards her husband and is simply cautious at every step.

 They originally thought that if they went to the center of the city, they might have a chance to buy food.

“There is no way, things are so expensive. Who let those evil demon cultivators burn down our Miyun City’s grain depot, so that now there is not much spiritual rice in the whole city.”

 Some people are very depressed.

Many casual cultivators were talking about it, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

If you do a few businesses, wouldn't it be possible to easily earn tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones?

 “No, you can’t make this kind of money.”

 It is in sharp contrast to the monks outside.

“Well, you don’t know how amazing the price of food is now. It changes three times a day.”

 “Humph, little man, I want to see how you educate me.”

 In the morning, he could barely afford the price of grain and rice, but he thought it was too expensive, so he didn't buy it.

Ji Bingyu nodded, agreeing with this point.

 Many casual cultivators can no longer afford spiritual rice and are so poor that they can only eat dirt.

  Putting yourself in danger just for a few spiritual stones is like losing watermelon and picking up sesame seeds.

“Good sir, I will be here soon.”

 Once his whereabouts are exposed, he will inevitably be besieged by casual cultivators.

 Some monks are even more evil and courageous. If Xianxia Sect really succeeds, they would rather fight with Xianxia Sect than starve to death in Miyun City.

“Haha, I don’t believe that all the spiritual rice has been burned. There must be a lot of it stored.”

 Basically there is no spiritual rice circulating in the market now, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.

"These unscrupulous businessmen deserve to die. Miyun City is about to be famine, and they actually raised the price of spiritual rice. Those guys clearly want us to starve to death."

Zhou Sui waved his hand and said, "Speaking of huge profits, is there any business that is more profitable than our spiritual wine selling business? Transforming ordinary wine into spiritual wine, a huge profit is not enough to describe this kind of business. We are not short of spiritual stones now."

Hearing this, Mu Ziyan's legs trembled, as if she thought of something, her pretty face turned red.

 At this moment, inside the house.

 But such a stable character also brings her a great sense of security.

　　Why those family monks can do this kind of hugely profitable food business? It's because they have enough strength. Even if they face monks' riots, they can easily suppress them. We don't have this ability.

Even if he has become a monk at the seventh level of Qi training, his character has not changed.

Although this kind of business will definitely allow you to earn a lot of spiritual stones and make you rich overnight, you can't control such a hugely profitable business if you don't have the strength.

Once we sell food on a large scale, no matter how cautious we are, people will definitely notice it, and other monks will also know that we may have stored a large amount of food.

“Mr. Sir, the monks outside are short of food and meat, and prices are extremely high. We have stored so much food, why not take advantage of the opportunity to sell it at a high price and make a lot of money.”

 He had never experienced anything like this in his life.

"If that doesn't work, then let's fight to the death with the Xianxia Sect. I would rather open the formation in Miyun City than starve to death in Miyun City."

 But so far, these casual cultivators have not been forced into a desperate situation. Some people still have some food left in their storage bags, and they can still barely sustain themselves for a while.

Mu Ziyan admitted that she was a little excited. A few dozen kilograms of spiritual rice could be exchanged for a magic weapon, a Huanglong Pill. There had never been such a good thing.

 Many casual cultivators are in a state of hunger and have very bad tempers. They are not the mud-legged people in secular society, but monks who have mastered power.

　　"Go and wash yourself later and see how your husband educates you."

Who knew, the price doubled at noon, and he became anxious.

“It’s really an exaggeration. How can there be no food? Are we monks really going to starve to death?”

“Indeed, we really don’t need to take risks”

This is equivalent to exchanging a bowl of rice for a piece of gold. It is really a huge profit.

Of course, if those casual cultivators exchange some precious treasures with us, then a small-scale exchange can also be carried out. If it is not treasures, then it is completely unnecessary. "

This is the end of conflict, and similar things happen all the time.

She also met some Taoist monks before. Basically, their husbands often went on adventures in the wild and hunted monsters. However, in an accident, the husband died, leaving only the female monk as a widow.

 Zhou Sui waved his hand.

 “I actually started thinking about these miscellaneous things.”

 But who would have thought that due to food shortages, the price of food has been rising steadily, reaching an absurd level.

“What’s this? Someone took a Huanglong Pill to exchange for rice, but no one exchanged it.”

“My husband is right, the spiritual wine selling business alone is enough for us to make a lot of money. There is no need to take risks. Our most important goal now is to be safe, keep a low profile, and be transparent.”

 A white-robed monk said in fear.

Xia Jingyan looked at Zhou Sui provocatively.

 After a while, the room was filled with spring light, and the figures were swaying, paying no attention to the disturbance from the outside world.

 (End of this chapter)