Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 15 Killing people and grabbing treasures, is it finally my turn?

 Repeat customers have always been customers that Luo Chen attaches great importance to!

He has also been trying his best to cultivate his own repeat customers, instead of getting customers from Chen Laodao every time.

However, even if he had refined a mid-grade product like Bigu Pill before, he would not be able to attract many repeat customers, and he was still limited by his output.

 Zhongmiaowan did give him a chance.

After chatting for a while, Luo Chen laid out all the elixirs.

 Chen Laodao took another look this time, and the number was clear at a glance. He secretly thought that Luo Chen's alchemy skills must have indeed made a breakthrough.

 The last few times we have set up stalls, the quantity brought out has been increasing.

Of course, there must be some credit for his "Spiritual Stone Loan" in it.

As the sun rises, more and more monks are going to the market. Luo Chen and Chen Laodao also open their shops one by one.

 “Fellow Taoist Xiao Luo, what a coincidence!”

 “Yeah, what a coincidence!”

Luo Chen greeted Zeng Wen enthusiastically, pointing to the bottles and jars in front of him, "On the hour?"

 “On the hour!”

Zeng Wen picked up five bottles of Bigu Pill, played with it and said, "Your skills are indeed very good. I tried the Bigu Pill last time, and it turned out to be of high quality. It is much better than other people's."

 “Just take care of yourself, thank you for the compliment, fellow Taoist.”

 “Let’s take two bottles of Zhongmiaowan by the way!”

"Um."

Luo Chen tacitly put the two bottles of Zhongmiaowan on the stall into Zeng Wen's hands. The two of them looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

 The monk picking out the talisman and seal next to him seemed to be acquainted with Zeng Wen.

“Brother Zeng, the spotted tiger slaughtered by Butcher Li yesterday must be your trophy. This trip into the mountains is really a fruitful harvest!”

"Harm, the demon tiger is causing trouble in the world. I am just doing justice for heaven. It is not worth mentioning. It is not worth mentioning."

 “This is not so modest. What are you buying?”

Zeng Wen quietly put the Zhongmiao Pills into his storage bag and held the Bigu Pill bottle.

“Buy some Bigu Pills and stock them up so that it will be easier for you to go into the mountains next time. Brother Duan, let’s not talk anymore. I have something urgent to do, so I’ll leave first.”

Zeng Wen left in a hurry.

 The monk whom he called Brother Duan was a little confused.

 Then he saw Luo Chen taking out two exquisite jade bottles from the bag below and placing them on top.

I asked just now, did you also buy this thing?

 “What kind of elixir is this?”

Luo Chen's eyes lit up, "Zhongmiaowan, fellow Taoist, are you interested in knowing more about them?"

 Guests come and go, but the content of the conversation is the same.

 Asking for a high price and paying back the money while sitting on the ground.

I praised my stuff for how good it was, and he picked at it and found a lot of shortcomings.

 Then reach a price that is acceptable to both parties, and the business is done.

Different from those aloof casual cultivators who sit and meditate while setting up a stall, the Qingshi stall is much more lively. The old man and the young man are both thick-skinned and sharp-tongued.

 Occasionally when Luo Chen is free, he will help Chen Laodao brag a little and sell a few talismans.

 Perhaps it’s because there is a big market today and Luo Chen’s own elixir business is doing well.

 In one morning, almost everything was sold.

 All thirty bottles of Bigu Pills were sold, and six pieces of low-grade spiritual stones were recorded.

 Twenty bottles of Zhongmiao Pills were all sold, and one hundred low-grade spiritual stones were recorded.

 The gap between the two is huge.

But if we look at profits, Zhongmiaowan’s current income is zero, which is barely enough to protect capital.

 On the contrary, it is Bigu Pill. After deducting the cost, the net profit is three spiritual stones.

 In fact, with the proficiency of the Bigu Pill master, Luo Chen may be able to earn more by increasing the production of Bigu Pill.

But the market for Bigu Pill is right there, and so is the consumption power, and the extra profit is only a few spiritual stones.

Take this opportunity to increase your proficiency in Zhongmiaowan, and you will start to make large-scale profits later.

 Industrial transformation and opening up new channels.

 The brief labor pain is acceptable!

 Chen Laodao kept urging him to pay back the money, but Luo Chen had no choice but to pay him back fifty on the spot.

Then, after returning it, he soaked it for a long time and borrowed it back.

"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to pay you back. You have seen the recent profits. You will always help the poor monks to practice. When I become rich, I will repay you with a spring!" "Well, I have sold out all the elixirs. , I will work for you in the afternoon and help you sell talismans and seals!"

“Believe me, I’ll help you sell out as soon as possible. If you go back and draw two more talismans, you’ll make back the extra money.”

After all the good and bad words, Luo Chen finally saved the one hundred and six spiritual stones in his pocket.

 The price is to do a temporary job for an afternoon.

“Hey, did something happen over there, Brother Wang?”

Luo Chen, who was selling talismans, looked up and saw that Wang Yuan's stall not far away was crowded with people.

 He wanted to watch the fun, but was stopped by Chen Laodao.

"do not go!"

"What's the matter?"

“Have you forgotten the last time this happened?”

Luo Chen stopped and remembered a scene from the original owner's memory two years ago.

　That time, that moment, and this moment are so similar.

 “An enemy is coming to your door?”

 Chen Laodao looked over there with a complicated expression, "Although most casual cultivators are alone, there are still some who have relatives and friends."

“It’s fine if you die, but the magical robes are still being sold. If you really encounter them, you will always feel a sense of injustice in your heart.”

Luo Chen suddenly realized that the crowd was really tense.

 There is a strong sign that war will begin if there is a disagreement.

Wang Yuan is at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage. Anyone who dares to surround him will probably not be much lower.

I really want to fight. I am easily injured by eating melons.

"Those who can't fight, don't worry, fighting is strictly prohibited in the inner city."

 Chen Laodao shook his head. He had seen too many of these things.

 It can only be said that people like Wang Yuan, who licks blood from the edge of a knife, will always encounter ghosts if they walk too much at night.

as expected.

 After saying a few harsh words, the three monks left the casual cultivator market angrily.

Wang Yuan still had the same lukewarm expression. He sat cross-legged in front of the stall with his eyelids drooped, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Selling such a blood-stained magic weapon is very risky!" Luo Chen muttered, "Why not just sell it to Wanbao Tower?"

 Chen Laodao sneered, "Wanbaolou directly recycles it at half the price, repairs it a little, and then sells it at a higher price than the original price. How can you set up your own stall and make more money?"

I see!

Luo Chen knew clearly that the quality of the magic weapons in the casual cultivator market was uncertain, and it all depended on the monks' own eyesight.

Furthermore, without reheating, it is too conspicuous and can be easily recognized by the original owner’s friends.

 The only advantage is probably that it is much cheaper than the official one.

"I only have a low-grade magic sword with me now, and it's still rusty."

“When you have money in the future, should you buy it at the market or go to Wanbao Building?”

Luo Chen rubbed his chin, as in his previous life, thinking about whether to buy a BMW or a Mercedes-Benz.

 Fantasy is temporary.

 Working takes one afternoon.

After helping Chen Laodao deal with the talismans and seals, he hurriedly purchased the raw materials he wanted to buy.

Several times in succession, he made large-scale purchases, and he negotiated with the seller to keep things as good as possible for him.

 So, although the time was short, more than a hundred spirit stones were still spent.

That’s really true, not even a penny was left!

  Stud is a kind of wisdom.

Luo Chen has never lacked the courage to play, especially in the early stages. If he loses everything, he will just start over.

By the time I was carrying my big snakeskin bag home, it was getting dark again.

Luo Chen strode across the dirt road in the outer city, humming a word or two from time to time.

 “I can’t just drift with the tide, for the sake of the immortality of my beloved.”

 Suddenly, Luo Chen's steps stopped.

Under the moonlight, four people stood in front of him.

 The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people and grabbing treasures, is it finally my turn?

Luo Chen's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the Lancang River.

 (End of this chapter)