My filial piety has gone bad

The four walls are all floor-to-ceiling windows, shining in the blue light and clouds, and blowing in the breeze.

On the long table in the middle, there are piano, chess, and books. If you look carefully, they are all famous products.

But because no one caressed them for a long time, these elegant furniture became dusty and dim.

On the side of the south window screen, there are two sets of tea sets and a painting on a short table, all polished to a shiny finish.

It can be seen that the piano, chess and books are just decorations, the tea ceremony is for receiving guests, and the painting ceremony is the true love of the shopkeeper.

In front of the short case by the window, sat a young scribe in white.

The appearance is quite handsome, and the body is a little thin and weak, but it is far from Bo Yunzi's femininity.

Xiao Ran looked carefully, this person was a Nascent Soul, and his age was not below his master's. There was a faint elegance on his face, which concealed the nature of a profiteer.

Seeing Xiao Ran go upstairs, the scholar in white got up and bowed.

"In Xiabaiye Pavilion, Chen Qingyuan, the clerk is ignorant, so please don't blame Xiao Tianjiao."

"Just call me Xiao Ran."

"Please sit down."

Xiao Ran did not sit down immediately, but glanced at the painting before the short case.

The painting is a beautiful woman wearing a purple cloak with a ladylike look on her face.

The emotion in the painting is in place, and the brushwork is exquisite, but from the perspective of Xiao Ran's full-level painting skills, he is not completely absorbed.

In order to break the line of defense against profiteers, Xiao Ran decided to start with painting, and casually said:

"The woman depicted in this painting is harmonious but not gregarious, shining but not demonic, and reveals the painter's longing for what he yearns for but dare not pursue because of the secular world."

Chen Qingyuan was slightly startled, and hurriedly put away the painting, seeming a little hasty.

This is the first time he has been seen through the feelings enshrined in the paintings.

Xiao Ran didn't ask any further questions, so he sat down and took out the bamboo board with the shopping list engraved on it.

Chen Qingyuan patiently made tea for Xiao Ran, took a look at the bamboo board, and frowned slightly.

"Xiao Tianjiao wants to grow grain to make wine?"

Xiao Ran nodded.

"Exactly."

"A high-level fire stone, um...I never thought there would be such a wonderful way to warm wine."

Chen Qingyuan muttered to himself and smiled again.

"It's ridiculous to say that the Fire Flame Stones stored in Baiye Pavilion were purchased in Zongzhi Mountain thousands of years ago. It is unexpected that there are disciples of Zongzhi Mountain who come to Baiye to buy Fire Flame Stones. It is evident in the age of the end of the Dharma."

Xiao Ran also felt ironic, but there was nothing he could do about it, this is the reality of the Dharma-ending era.

"So, shouldn't you give me a huge discount?"

Chen Qingyuan stopped smiling, and suddenly asked:

"Does Xiao Tianjiao make wine for Elder Lingzhou?"

Xiao Ran didn't hide it either.

"Master is not feeling well, I want to brew some high-grade medicinal wine to warm up Master."

Chen Qingyuan looked up and down Xiao Ran's facial features, figure and temperament, making Xiao Ran feel hairy all over.

"I have long heard that Xiao Tianjiao is filial to Elder Lingzhou. He brewed wine to warm his body as soon as he received the award from the Daoist League. Seeing you today, you are really a filial disciple!"

Xiao Ran always felt that there was something in this person's words.

"you flatter me."

Chen Qingyuan picked up the teacup, took a sip of the wine, and his eyes flickered with the standard profiteer's misery.

"In the age of the Dharma, the high-level spiritual valleys have long been unable to survive, and in the end even the seeds are dying step by step. I can bring you some seeds and medicinal materials from Chaos City, but the price..."

Xiao Ran said directly:

"Tell me a minimum price."

Chen Qingyuan smiled and said:

"The things on your list are combined, and the market price is about 20. These things are not particularly rare. You can find other shops to find out."

The quality of Bai Ye's products has always been guaranteed, and the price is still relatively cheap, not more expensive than outside stores.

Xiao Ran nodded.

"almost."

It seems that they are all straightforward people, after all, they are the talents of the Dao League, and Chen Qingyuan no longer hides them.

"I also really want to make friends with a master of painting like Xiao Tianjiao. How about this, I will post 15 myself, and I will give you [-] as the minimum price, but the [-] owed by Elder Lingzhou to our shop must be added, making a total of [-]. This is the limit price I can give."

Xiao Ran didn't know whether it was Bai Ye who stocked up early, or this guy was really generous, and this price was no one else.

"Unfortunately, I only have one hundred thousand spirit stones."

Chen Qingyuan thought for a while and said:

"One hundred thousand can also be ordered, but Xiao Tianjiao must write another IOU, writing down the debt Elder Ling Zhou owes to our store in black and white—as you, Tianjiao of the Daoist League."

Xiao Ran didn't want to write this IOU, he wanted to erase it directly, it must be a filial piety.

Hearing Chen Qingyuan's tone, he seemed to be implying something all the time, so he asked tentatively:

"I only have [-] yuan. I want to buy the medicinal materials and help the master pay off the debt. I wonder if shopkeeper Chen can accommodate me?"

Chen Qingyuan said meaningfully:

"You are quite filial, even more than filial..."

"Ok?"

Xiao Ran was taken aback, do you also know that I have a system?

Chen Qingyuan took a sip of his tea, the smell of tea covered his face.