In The Immortal Cultivation World, Hard Work Can Make Up For Your Shortcomings

"Oh, the smell of wine is too deep in the alley. How can we gather customers so quickly without shouting?"

Mu Jiuxiao replied, "My good brother, come here and help. Little monks like us don't want to lose face!"

Hearing his words, Zhao Jiyu reluctantly put down the sleeves covering his face and helped greet the guests.

They are both cultivators of immortality, and no one’s vision is worse than the other. As soon as Mu Jiuxiao’s rice was laid out, everyone could see the quality. The price of nine kilograms of spiritual stone was not expensive.

"Hey, are all the Jinling rice you sell of this quality? Don't pass it off as good quality!"

Someone looked at the golden rice in front of them and questioned.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I'll pay the spirit stones and go to my brother's place. I'll let you check it first, no matter how much you buy, okay?"

Mu Jiuxiao handed the storage bag on his body to Zhao Jiyu. Inside was his 10,000 kilograms of spiritual rice, as well as some silver moon grass and other items.

Zhao Jiyu took the storage bag and could only act as a tool to help him sell rice.

How much spiritual rice a customer buys, he weighs it in his hand and it is enough. Only after the customers have checked it, the money and goods are clear.

Although the price is more expensive than ordinary Jinling rice, it is superior in quality. The sales of Jinling rice brought by Mu Jiuxiao are quite good, and several thousand kilograms were quickly sold.

Mu Jiuxiao was grinning so much that he was still timid at first, worried that selling such high-quality Jinling rice would attract others' attention and get him into trouble.

It wasn't until he actually did this that he discovered that in the Immortal Cultivation World, there may be few geniuses with excellent cultivation talents, but talents from other walks of life are like crucian carp crossing the river.

Most of them were monks with poor cultivation talent. After their cultivation stagnated, they turned to study the various arts of cultivating immortals.

Mu Jiuxiao just cultivates the fields better and the quality of the Jinling rice he grows is better than others. Most monks will only envy his good skills without having too many doubts.

Furthermore, now that Mu Jiuxiao is already an outer disciple of Seven Star Sect, he puts on the gray robe and is just selling low-level golden rice. Who would trouble him for this?

Now that he is no longer the helpless tenant farmer, he can be bolder.

When there were fewer guests, Mu Jiuxiao put out some Silver Moon Grass. Although the Silver Moon Grass was a low-grade yellow spiritual grass, it had a wide range of uses, and it might be able to sell a lot of spiritual stones.

"Hey, there are fewer guests, why don't you shout?"

Zhao Jiyu bumped Mu Jiuxiao with his elbow.

Mu Jiuxiao smiled and was about to speak, but his eyes were attracted by a woman walking by on the street. He couldn't help but took half a step forward and stared at her.

This woman's face is covered with a veil, making her appearance unclear, but she is dressed in white gauze, her skirt rises slightly when she moves, and her figure is like a drooping willow branch, giving people a sense of sadness.

He had only seen this feeling of sadness and sadness in one person, and at this moment, his eyes couldn't help but follow her.

The immortal cultivator has a keen spiritual sense, and the woman looked towards him through the crowd.

Her eyes were so familiar to him that Mu Jiuxiao's heart felt like a drumstick for a moment. He clenched his hands slightly, swallowed, and looked back.

The woman seemed to recognize him, the sharp look in her eyes faded away, she just glanced at him lightly, then turned back, pretending not to recognize him.

"Sister, look, this little monk sells Silver Moon Grass quite well. You can just buy some to feed your flying horse."

Next to the woman, a woman in red suddenly spoke and walked towards Mu Jiuxiao.

Only then did Mu Jiuxiao realize that there were others around her.

"Little monk, what is your name?"

The woman in red walked to his stall and looked at him with a half-smile.

"I'm asking you something."

Zhao Jiyu bumped Mu Jiuxiao with his elbow, and Mu Jiuxiao hurriedly withdrew his eyes, raised his hands and saluted, "I'm here, Mu Jiu."

"Sister, come here quickly. This little monk sells Silver Moon Grass really well. Buy some."

The woman in red had a smile on her lips, but it gave people the feeling of a knife hidden in her smile. Her eyes were as black as ink, and she looked at Mu Jiuxiao inquiringly.

"Mu Jiu, right? How do you sell this Silver Moon Grass?"

The woman in red had a lovely voice, like an oriole coming out of the valley. After Mu Jiuxiao informed her of the price, she even waved to her sister delicately, "Sister, come here quickly. These silver moon grasses are of good quality. A single spiritual stone can do it." Buy ten plants.”

Seeing this, the woman in white could only walk over slowly.

She glanced at Mu Jiuxiao with an indifferent expression, as if she had never seen him before. She coldly took out a handful of spiritual stones and patted them on Mu Jiuxiao's stall, "Here are a thousand plants."

Looking at the spiritual stones in front of him, Mu Jiuxiao lowered his head slightly, cupped his hands and said, "I...I didn't bring so many spiritual herbs."

"Then let's owe it first."

The woman in white replied and stepped forward, but the woman in red took the Silver Moon Grass handed over by Mu Jiuxiao with a smile.

"Hey, how should I find you to return the spiritual grass next time?"

Mu Jiuxiao asked the woman in white.

"Looking at your appearance, you are also from Seven Star Sect. Just come to me. My name is Lin Muqing, and I am a true disciple of Jinding Summit."

The woman in red replied with a smile, and before leaving, she did not forget to wave to Mu Jiuxiao gently, "Remember to come find me."

Mu Jiuxiao looked intently until their backs disappeared into the crowd and could no longer be found, then sighed softly.

"Xiaojiu, look at you like that, have you never seen a female nun before?"

Zhao Jiyu crossed his arms and joked.

"It's not that I haven't seen it before, it's just..."

Mu Jiuxiao sighed again, this matter was destined to be impossible to talk about with others.

"But I think these two people are somewhat fond of you. One gives you money, and the other asks you to find her. Is it true that you can do whatever you want if you are handsome?"

Zhao Jiyu looked at Mu Jiuxiao from top to bottom, and saw that he had a clear face and bright eyes. Perhaps it was because he had been working with the fields all year round. His whole person showed a simple and honest temperament, which made people immediately like him.

Mu Jiuxiao smiled helplessly, "What's the use of being handsome? Are there any ugly people in the Immortal Cultivation World? I think Brother Zhao, you are also personable."

"That's true."

Zhao Jiyu is obviously very satisfied with his appearance. He doesn't think he looks ordinary at all. On the contrary, he thinks he is handsome and has extraordinary bearing.

Mu Jiuxiao did not expose him. Men, especially immortal cultivators, are handsome, but it is just the icing on the cake. Cultivation is the most important thing.

"Let's go."

Unexpectedly, he would meet the woman in white. Mu Jiuxiao was not in the mood to set up a stall anymore. Just as he was about to close the stall and leave, a Taoist boy came over and said, "I've seen Fellow Daoist. My master has invited me."

"Who is your master? What do you want me to do?"

"My master is the shopkeeper Wei of Wei's Lingjiu House. Naturally, you are here to buy Lingdao. My master makes a living by brewing wine and has a large purchase volume. I would like to discuss it with you in detail."

The Tao boy bowed and replied, extending his hand towards Mu Jiuxiao in a gesture of invitation.

Naturally, Wei Changsheng and Mu Jiuxiao, the shopkeeper of Wei, knew him and bought his brewing method from him. I didn't expect that he would come to him to buy spiritual rice now.

It happened that Mu Jiuxiao was a little confused and wanted to ask Wei Changsheng for advice, so he nodded and agreed, and went to Wei's Lingjiu House with Zhao Jiyu.