Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Two months later, Fang Qingyuan stood on the dock of Tianmenshanfang City, looking at the familiar scenery in front of him, and he felt that things were different and people were different.

Of course, this was just his temporary emotion, but thinking about the wind and sand and running around these days still reminded him of a saying, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as his own doghouse.

Even Yinbao couldn't hold back his excitement because he was back here. If Fang Qingyuan hadn't been watching, he would probably have had fun on the spot.

After bidding farewell to the other caravan monks who were traveling with him, Fang Qingyuan went straight to his small courtyard. Now he was not in a hurry to ship goods, but wanted to rest for a few days first.

This business trip lasted for nearly four months, from the spring equinox to midsummer, and the seasonal vegetables in Fang Qingyuan's yard grew wantonly because no one was taking care of them.

When he arrived at home, Fang Qingyuan first unloaded the goods on Yinbao's back, then tidied up the inside and outside of the courtyard, and then lay down in his room.

After staring at the beams above the house for a moment, Fang Qingyuan couldn't help but feel happy.

The cargo of more than 6,000 low-grade spiritual stones had tripled in value after arriving in the Death Desert. After Fang Qingyuan exchanged all the received spiritual stones for local goods and brought them back to Tianmen Mountain, these goods were again Will double.

Over and over again, six thousand turned into thirty thousand. This money was really easy to earn.

However, only Fang Qingyuan has such a high profit, because he saves the most critical cost, which is to avoid the taxes and fees that others charge when making a flying boat.

When you go, you draw once, and when you come back, you draw again. After two times, 30% of the profit is gone.

Fang Qingyuan secretly packed nine-tenths of the goods into the Immortal Mansion, and put the remaining one-tenth on the table. In this way, almost all of it was pure profit.

It's just that goods worth 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones cannot be sold easily. The monks in southern Xinjiang are not rich to begin with. Fang Qingyuan expects to sell these goods until the end of this year.

As for dumping it to the big stores in the city, Fang Qingyuan thought about it, but he gave up.

Because such a large amount of goods would be sold rashly, which would arouse curiosity and even covet from people in those shops.

Fang Qingyuan is just a monk at the fifth level of Qi Refining. He has more than 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones. Considering his status, he is already able to kill himself.

Even though Fang Qingyuan is an inner disciple of the Beast Control Sect, this status cannot stop the temptation of 30,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

This is a fortune that even the Foundation Establishment monks are eager for. As long as one Foundation Establishment monk gets greedy and takes action directly, and then immediately flies away after getting it, the Southern Xinjiang Beast Control Sect will be beyond its reach.

The caravan monks who were traveling with Fang Qingyuan before carried an average of only four to five hundred low-grade spiritual stones worth of goods per person, so they were cautious for fear of being robbed.

How could Fang Qingyuan, whose wealth was ten times more than theirs, act recklessly just because he was a disciple of the Beast Control Sect?

In this regard, Fang Qingyuan has a very clear self-awareness. The identity of a disciple of the Beast Control Sect is not omnipotent, at least not as an inner sect disciple.

It is Fang Qingyuan's basic understanding that his wealth should not be exposed, especially in this unstable land, Fang Qingyuan must be more cautious.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan began to figure out how to sell these goods. Setting up a stall was one option, but the speed was too slow.

The scale of street stalls is limited, generally not as good as those storefront shops, and the quality of street stalls is limited. Basically, the monks who go to the street stalls to select goods are not rich.

For an item worth three low-grade spiritual stones, he can cut you down to one and a half. When will Fang Qingyuan sell this item worth 30,000 spiritual stones?

The best way is to rent a shop that specializes in Death Desert-style goods and sell slowly.

With these thoughts in mind, Fang Qingyuan fell into a deep sleep. His body and mind, which had been tense for four months, were finally soothed at this moment, in the place he was most familiar with and at ease with.

Three days later, Fang Qingyuan came to Tianmenshanfang City, found the city manager here, and asked about renting a shop.

It's embarrassing to say that Tianmen Mountain is owned by Nanjiang Beast Control Sect, but the city at the foot of the mountain does not entirely belong to Nanjiang Beast Control Sect.

When the Wei family was here, Wei Tong sold a lot of this market share.

Guanghui Pavilion, Wanbao Pavilion, and Lingyao Pavilion all had a role in this. After Lechuan took over, he did not dare to take back his share by force, so he had to hold his nose and admit it.

Now in Tianmenshanfang City, four families are on duty in turn. Unfortunately, when Fang Qingyuan went there, it was the person from Guanghui Pavilion who was on duty.

Because the Beast Control Sect had just passed, if Fang Qingyuan wanted to negotiate with his sect, he would have to wait three months.

Fang Qingyuan didn't want to wait any longer, because in this matter, the discount the sect could give him was not worth the three months of time he had to waste.

The steward of Guanghui Pavilion is a foundation-building monk. After Fang Qingyuan handed over the invitation card, he was led in by the servant.

Seeing that Fang Qingyuan was a disciple of the Yushou Sect, the Guanghui Pavilion manager did not take it too seriously. Instead, he kindly told Fang Qingyuan how many spiritual stones it would take to rent a shop in Tianmen Shanfang City.

The shops in Tianmenshanfang City are divided into three grades. The lowest grade is a small shop with a dozen or twenty square meters, which can be regarded as a grocery store. This kind of shop sells a little bit of everything, is located in a remote location, and focuses on affordability and convenience. .

The second level is the facade of about 100 square meters. These facades are generally the properties of various surrounding sects.

The highest-level ones are the properties of Guanghui Pavilion, Wanbao Pavilion, Lingyao Pavilion and Yushou Mountain. They are separate buildings with three floors, dividing the four directions of Fang City.

Fang Qingyuan just wanted the lowest quality. After asking about the price, Fang Qingyuan frowned.

The rent for the lowest-grade shop costs one hundred and fifty low-grade spiritual stones per month, which is not cheap.

As an inner disciple, Fang Qingyuan received only fifty or sixty spirit stones as monthly benefits from the sect, which was less than half of the rent of a shop.

Forget it, it's more expensive if it's more expensive. If you want to take advantage of Tianmen Shanfang City's favorable location, you have to endure this kind of exploitation.

If you think it is expensive, then set up a stall and sell dozens of spiritual stones a day.

But in this case, when will this batch of goods be shipped out? If we have this time, we might as well run again.

After making up his mind, Fang Qingyuan said:

"Thanks to Manager Zhang's advice, I decided to rent a shop and prepare to do some business."

Manager Zhang stroked his beard and said regretfully:

"I really want to rent this shop to you, and you have enough qualifications. However, in the past year, all the shops in Tianmenshanfang City have been rented out. If you want to wait for the next batch, you will have to wait until early next year."

When Fang Qingyuan heard the news, he blurted out:

"Ah, how could it be so? Didn't this shop have vacancies in previous years?"

Manager Zhang also laughed and agreed:

"Who says it's not the case, but since the Heihefang incident, the shops in Tianmenshanfang City have been in short supply. The price of one hundred and fifty spirit stones is still what we set at the beginning and cannot be changed, but I don't know in private. How high has it been?”

Fang Qingyuan was very disappointed. His plan to make money had gone awry before it even started. He didn't expect that what happened at Heihefang last year would actually get in his way a year later.

Seeing that Fang Qingyuan was missing, Manager Zhang said:

"There is still a second-class storefront. It was vacated by a sect in the Baishan area not long ago. It will be auctioned soon. If you want it, I will reserve a seat for you in the auction."

Fang Qingyuan summoned up the courage to ask:

"How many spiritual stones does this facade cost?"

"The minimum rent is thirty years and two thousand spiritual stones a year."

"Farewell!"