The Richest Man in the Heavens Starts from Outlaws of the Marsh

Chapter 757 Taobao
Du Yu came to Chancheng to visit Ding Yang.

Unfortunately, the other party had already gone on an adventure to a ruins with Lan Xin, Wu Xie and other friends and did not live in his manor.

After running away in vain, he originally planned to go back to the mountain to continue practicing, but then he gave up the idea and simply started walking around the streets of Chancheng.

Looking at the busy crowd, he felt quite emotional.

Most of the people in Chan City are low-level monks who are attached to the Lei Xiu sect in Tiandu Mountain, but in general, the overall level is still much higher than that of Tianqing Realm, just like welcoming guests in front of the restaurant. The waiters in the shop are all monks above the foundation level, and those who can own an estate in the city are almost all sect disciples or relatives of certain high-level officials.

"It seems that no matter what world you are in, it all depends on your origin and background." Du Yu said with emotion.

After walking around the street for half an hour, his eyes suddenly lit up and he saw a restaurant that Ding Yang had taken him to.

Thinking that he had not enjoyed delicious food for a long time, Du Yu immediately walked in.

"Sir, please invite me upstairs. We have a private room by the window." The waiter welcomed him into the restaurant with a smile on his face.

Du Yu felt that the reason why the other party was so polite to him was because he was wearing the iconic gown of an inner disciple.

Under the guidance of the store waiter, he came to a cubicle decorated with style.

"Snapped!"

Du Yu casually took out ten spiritual crystals from the storage ring and slapped them on the table, saying, "This is a reward for you. Choose your store's specialty wines and dishes to set up a banquet."

"Thank you, sir. I'll let the kitchen prepare the dishes for you." The waiter thanked him first, then quickly put the ten spiritual crystals into his pocket, and then bowed and stepped back, looking extra polite.

Um, say one more thing.

In the fantasy world, the common currency among monks is spiritual stones, which are divided into three grades, but in the spiritual world, the common currency becomes spiritual crystals.

In fact, there is essentially no difference between the two. They are both ores formed by absorbing spiritual energy from heaven and earth and can provide spiritual energy for monks to practice.

The difference is that the grade of spiritual crystal is higher than that of high-grade spiritual stone, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in it is richer and purer.

Where did Du Yu's spiritual crystal come from? Well, it wasn't given by his master Zhang Yu.

Originally, those cultivation resources were given to him for retreat. Who would have thought that this guy would have such a powerful plug-in as Tianwei Yunzhan that could help him cultivate with the help of his own resources.

In this way, the cultivation resources Zhang Yu gave him naturally became the property of this guy. Don't be too happy to spend the money you didn't earn.

Soon, the waiter left and returned.

"Sir, this is the refreshing drink from my shopkeeper. Please taste it." The waiter said complimentarily.

After that, he placed a tea set on the table and took out a cyan wooden box from his arms, opened it and showed it to him.

Du Yu looked over and saw that there were only a dozen tea leaves in the wooden box. They were bright green in color and had an extraordinary fragrance. The smell made people feel intoxicated.

"Good tea!" he praised.

"Sir, my shopkeeper said that you are a friend of Mr. Ding and a distinguished guest of our Zuixiang House. That's why he brought high-quality spiritual tea from the owner to entertain guests." The waiter said.

"Oh, there is another matter. May I ask who your master is?" Du Yu asked with a warm look on his face.

"Master Ling, my master is also a disciple of Luo Leifeng, and his name is Yu Qi." The waiter said with a proud look on his face.

"I didn't expect it to be Senior Brother Yu's property." Du Yu exclaimed.

He had heard Yu Qi's name from Ding Yang. In fact, he was the founding disciple of Master Zhang Yu. However, even Lao Ding said that the eldest brother was low-key and mysterious. He almost never participated in the affairs of the sect, and even they rarely saw him.

"Is Senior Brother Yu here?" Du Yu planned to meet this mysterious fellow disciple.

The waiter shook his head and said: "How can I ask about the master's affairs? In fact, I have never seen him since he came to the restaurant to work."

"I see, please tell me that junior brother Ling Jian has thanked senior brother for his hospitality," Du Yu said.

"Master Ling, I will definitely bring you your message," the waiter said.

After chatting, he began to boil spiritual spring water in a crystal furnace, and then brewed tea using a special technique.

After the process, only the green tea soup in the tea cup is left.

"Master Ling, please have some tea!" the waiter said.

"Pah!" Du Yu took out five spiritual crystals from the storage ring, slapped them on the table and gave them to the other party, then picked up the teacup and tasted them carefully.

The tea soup fills your mouth with fragrance as soon as you take it in. It is the kind of extremely fresh natural fragrance.

Not only that, after entering the throat, it is like a gust of breeze caressing the five internal organs, and the feeling of comfort is simply indescribable. Even the best tea in the main world cannot compare with it.

Well, of course it can't be compared like that.

After all, the spiritual world is a cultivating civilization, and the spiritual energy it possesses is not on the same level as an ordinary technological world like the Little Breaking Ball. The quality of the tea it nourishes is naturally very different.

"Well, not bad. It's really good tea." Du Yu praised.

"Master Ling, please take your time to taste, while the little one goes to order the dishes." The waiter said. After saying that, he turned around and hurried downstairs.

In this way, Du Yu slowly tasted the fragrant tea while looking at the scenery on the street.

After waiting for a while, the waiter started serving wine and dishes, and soon the entire table was filled.

Du Yu was not polite, picked up the whirlwind chopsticks and showed off.

Those dishes are all very delicately made, perhaps because the aura of heaven and earth in the spiritual world is particularly strong. The ingredients are very fresh and delicious, and the taste is sweeter without the technological condiments in the main world.

It was also the reason why he had not eaten food for a long time and he seemed to be more excited today, and he wiped out the entire banquet table in a short time.

After having enough wine and food, Du Yu got up and went downstairs.

When paying the bill, the shopkeeper naturally refused to give him a free bill, and the two were at loggerheads. In the end, he simply took out a thousand-year-old red ginseng plant from his storage ring and slapped it on the counter to use it as food money.

The shopkeeper couldn't say anything else, and he disappeared in a flash.

The shopkeeper had no choice but to go back to the back hall, take out an exquisite wooden box and pack it, ready to send it back to the owner's house and explain everything.

As for Du Yu, he wandered around aimlessly after leaving Zuixiang Tower.

As he was walking, he suddenly heard the talking voices of several monks. When he heard the word 'black market', he was shocked and listened attentively.

After a while, he learned from the other party's vague conversation that the so-called black market was located in a valley five thousand miles away from Chan City. It was said that there was a powerful person behind it and that a lot of good things could be found there...

"It's interesting." A smile appeared on Du Yu's lips.

Thinking that it had been a long time since he had tried his luck in the black market, he felt a little excited for no reason, so he deliberately walked towards them.

As he passed by, he quietly printed a Flying Thunder Divine Technique on a monk with a lower level of cultivation, and then walked away.

Du Yu continued to walk around the street for most of the day, until it was getting late, then he randomly found an inn to stay.

After finally waiting until midnight, he turned over and sat up to convert the energy in his body into chakra mode, and then activated the Flying Thunder God Technique.

"call out!"

Time and space intersected, and Du Yu found himself in a ruined temple on a green mountain outside the city, and the monk was staring at his sudden appearance with eyes like copper bells.

"Senior!" The man suddenly knelt down and kowtowed tremblingly.

"Don't be nervous, I have a few questions that you need to answer well. Otherwise, you will be like him..." Du Yu threatened, waving his hand and pointing to a pine tree outside the temple gate.

"Oh!"

The pine tree suddenly turned into a ball of charcoal, which was blown away by the wind and turned into dust on the ground.

"Senior, feel free to ask, but as long as the villain knows, I won't dare to lie." The man said immediately.

"Where is the black market? What qualifications are needed to enter? What are the rules?" Du Yu asked a series of questions.

After hearing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief and began to tell what he knew without reservation. He also took out a map made of animal skin from the storage ring and presented it with both hands.

"So anyone can go to the black market?" Du Yu asked.

"Yes, there are no restrictions even for low-level monks like villains, let alone powerful ones like seniors." The man said.

"I hope you didn't lie. How I found you today will determine how I can find you in the future." Du Yu threatened before leaving.

(End of this chapter)