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Chapter 52: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 52 Spirit Wine Snatched Madly, Chance Encounter with an Ar

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Riding a Flying Paper Crane, the two gradually approached Hongfeng Valley Market.

Speaking of which, this was Xu Zhangqing's second time coming here.

Compared to the first time, the foot traffic was indeed greater.

From time to time, one could see Flying Shuttles, Flying Boats, and Flying Ships.

Of course, the most numerous were still Flying Paper Cranes.

After all, the price wasn't high, and the speed wasn't slow.

The cost-performance ratio was very high.

After landing, Hu Bugui asked, "Should we find a stall first?"

Xu Zhangqing put away his Flying Paper Crane, then pointed to the Xing Nong building not far away and said, "Sell some of my stored Spirit Rice and Spirit Vegetables first, exchange them for some Spirit Stones."

Hu Bugui nodded upon hearing this: "Fine, follow your pace."

Immediately, the two walked toward the Xing Nong trading point.

As they got closer and closer.

One could see many cultivators.

All kinds of Spiritual Roots came and went.

All were crowds of heads.

After all, there was only one year left until the Formal Disciple Competition.

Everyone wanted to take this opportunity to make a push.

By then, even if they couldn't shine brilliantly, they could still improve their ranking.

Xu Zhangqing and Hu Bugui soon entered the first floor of Xing Nong.

The two simultaneously looked at today's market ratios.

Second-grade Spirit Rice remained stable.

Inferior 1:1.7.

Superior 1:1.6.

Top-grade 1:1.5.

There were occasional fluctuations, but the changes weren't large.

Meanwhile, the price of First-grade Spirit Rice had instead risen.

From the previous 1:6 or 1:7.

Now it had reached 1:8.

Many people could accept this ratio.

It wasn't considered high, but neither was it considered low.

Therefore, most people buying First-grade Spirit Rice were in the majority.

Hu Bugui said gloatingly: "It's definitely because of the impact of the Loose Cultivator market, which forced a behemoth like Xing Nong to make concessions."

Xu Zhangqing neither agreed nor disagreed: "Perhaps."

Next, he found a window with few people and queued up.

Not long after, the exchange was complete.

500 jin of Second-grade Spirit Field Produce yielded Top-grade Spirit Rice, obtaining 3 Middle-grade Spirit Stones and 33 Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Several hundred jin of Superior Spirit Vegetables, added together, barely amounted to 1 Middle-grade Spirit Stone.

There was no way; what the current market lacked least was Superior Spirit Vegetables.

Because many Spirit Farmers would plant them, so the price was especially stable.

Fortunately, adding to his previous accumulation.

Xu Zhangqing now had over 20 Middle-grade Spirit Stones in hand.

Inviting an Array Master to install a Spiritual Array was absolutely no problem.

What's more, there were still 500 jin of Second-grade Spirit Rice Wine not yet sold.

Once this was settled, the two immediately walked out of the trading point.

Once outside, Hu Bugui began to set the pace.

Xu Zhangqing had after all only come here twice.

And there was an interval of one year in between.

In contrast, Hu Bugui, because he came more often, was more familiar.

The two walked toward the street with heavy foot traffic while conversing.

"These stalls are divided into free and paid."

"What's the difference?"

"Free stalls can only be set up on streets with little foot traffic."

"I see, paid stalls can be set up on streets with heavy foot traffic."

"Right, so just follow me, and the two of us can rent a bigger one!"

Under Hu Bugui's guidance, they soon found the manager in charge of renting stalls.

The busier the street, the higher the stall fee.

Starting at a minimum of ten low-grade Spirit Stones, up to as much as one middle-grade Spirit Stone.

Not long after, Hu Bugui found a suitable two-person stall.

The stall fee was thirty low-grade Spirit Stones.

For one person, that was indeed a bit high.

But split between two people, it was barely acceptable.

Moreover, the street where this stall was located had heavy foot traffic.

It happened to be right beside an intersection.

People came and went in an endless stream.

Xu Zhangqing was only selling Spirit Rice Wine, so one table was enough.

Hu Bugui was different; he sold Spirit Beasts and needed more space.

Xu Zhangqing picked up the prepared brush and paper and wrote down the price of the Spirit Rice Wine.

Twenty low-grade Spirit Stones per jin, no haggling.

That price was a bit expensive.

Normal Spirit Rice Wine was one low-grade Spirit Stone per jin.

Some inferior ones could sell for two jin, three jin.

Even five jin.

But Xu Zhangqing truly had the confidence to sell it.

After all, this was not just second-grade Spirit Rice Wine.

It was expert-grade second-grade Spirit Rice Wine.

"Twenty low-grade Spirit Stones per jin? Have you gone broke crazy?"

"Right, we've drunk before, who would sell it this expensive!"

"Definitely selling things for the first time, too young."

Passersby glanced and were all dissuaded by the price.

Even quite a few people were very angry, feeling this price was impolite.

Regarding this, Xu Zhangqing said nothing, only took out another piece of paper.

Six big characters: 【Free Tasting One Cup】

Just a small cup poured out, and the rich wine aroma quickly spread.

Passersby who originally disdained, were angry, and looked down on others suddenly froze.

Quite a few people twitched their nostrils.

Sniffing and sniffing, they drew closer to the stall.

One uncle with a somewhat thick neck even couldn't help but swallow his saliva: "Dao Friend, your Spirit Rice Wine smells very special, what grade of Spirit Rice is it brewed from?"

"Second grade." Xu Zhangqing raised two fingers of his right hand.

Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.

They had drunk second-grade Spirit Rice Wine before.

Most Spirit Rice Wine on the market was brewed from second-grade Spirit Rice.

But it definitely wasn't this kind of wine aroma.

Finally, the thick-necked uncle really couldn't help it and asked: "Can we really try one cup?"

Xu Zhangqing nodded: "Of course."

"Then I won't be polite." The other person immediately grabbed a wine cup, then brought it to his mouth.

But he didn't drink it down right away.

Instead, he deeply smelled the spreading wine aroma.

Gradually, the whole person became intoxicated.

After a good while, he then carefully took a small sip.

At the moment it touched his taste buds, he immediately stared wide-eyed.

The wine's strength wasn't high, but the aftertaste was endless.

After sliding into his belly, it immediately turned into a warm current surging through his whole body.

The whole person felt comfortable from inside out.

He even unconsciously let out a "moan."

Xu Zhangqing saw the other person's reaction in his eyes and asked smilingly: "How is it?"

"I'll buy ten... no, I'll buy twenty jin!" The thick-necked uncle immediately took out money.

"Hah?" The surrounding people were directly stunned.

"Is he a shill?" Someone doubted.

However, the thick-necked uncle ignored the surrounding people's doubtful gazes, showed an ingratiating smile to Xu Zhangqing, and then asked: "This Dao Friend, can you give me one of your Communication Talismans?"

Xu Zhangqing shook his head: "Sorry, I don't like being disturbed by others."

Joking, he had so many secrets on himself.

If someone kept coming to buy wine, it would be easy to be discovered.

"Pity." The thick-necked uncle turned and left with great regret upon hearing this.

"Is it really that delicious?" The surrounding people tried it one after another.

However, anyone who drank it had the same reaction as the thick-necked uncle just now.

That means spending money.

Some buy five jin.

Some buy ten jin.

In just a short while, 100 jin of Second-grade Spirit Rice Wine were sold.

You should know, one jin costs 20 Low-grade Spirit Stones.

100 jin equals 2000 Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Equivalent to 20 Middle-grade Spirit Stones.

"Hiss!" Hu Bugui at the side saw it with his own eyes and couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

I haven't even opened for business yet.

Others have already earned 20 Middle-grade Spirit Stones.

The gap between people is really too big, isn't it?

However, this is only the beginning.

As more and more people buy, it will trigger the bandwagon effect.

Thus, not only are there more buyers, but word of mouth also begins to spread.

Xu Zhangqing went from an ordinary Spirit Farmer.

To a somewhat famous Brewmaster overnight.

Fortunately, he kept one eye open.

He did not take out all 500 jin of Second-grade Spirit Rice Wine.

Otherwise it would lead to two results.

One, cause a scramble.

Two, attract attention.

Of course, judging from the current situation, it has already led to that.

Fortunately, it belongs to a small scale.

Within a controllable range.

Watching 200 jin of Second-grade Spirit Rice Wine being sold.

Harvesting 40 Middle-grade Spirit Stones.

Whether for daily life or finding an Array Master, it is enough.

Therefore, Xu Zhangqing plans to pack up his stall.

At this moment, someone squeezed through the crowd.

Wearing a sun-shading hood on her head.

Her figure is well-proportioned.

Judging by appearances, she is obviously a female cultivator.

She is not wearing Formal Disciple attire, so her Spiritual Root and origin cannot be discerned.

Han Xin smelled the lingering wine aroma in the air and immediately looked up, asking: "Is there more?"

Facing this fairly exquisite face, Xu Zhangqing always felt he had seen her somewhere; hearing this, he counter-asked: "How much do you want?"

Han Xin licked her lips and said: "However much there is, I want it all."

Xu Zhangqing took out five jin and handed it over: "Only this much is left."

Han Xin directly tossed out one Middle-grade Spirit Stone and said generously: "No need for change."

Then, under the astonished gazes of Xu Zhangqing and the surrounding people.

She directly poured it into her mouth and gulped it down.

Gulu gulu gulu~~~

She didn't stop for a full ten seconds, then let out a wine hiccup.

Hu Bugui at the side exclaimed in amazement: "Wow, she's actually a Female Alcoholic."

Xu Zhangqing was also very surprised; he didn't expect the other party to love drinking so much.

"Wait." Han Xin savored it carefully, suddenly felt the taste was familiar, quickly thought of something, couldn't help but size up Xu Zhangqing in front of her, then asked tentatively: "Do you know Pei Mo?"

Xu Zhangqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

Han Xin asked again: "Do you know Li Lingbi?"

Xu Zhangqing said nothing, just kept nodding.

Han Xin finally remembered, staring with wide eyes and said: "I was saying why this wine tastes like what Pei Mo gave me; it turns out you brewed it!"

At this moment, Xu Zhangqing finally remembered who this woman was, and said in sudden realization: "I remember now, you also attended Senior Brother Lingbi's birthday banquet, you are that Array Master!"

At that time, those who attended Li Lingbi's birthday banquet and stayed behind afterward were five people.

Myself, Li Sancai, Pei Mo, Li Lingbi.

And the fifth person is the one right before my eyes.

A female Array Master who awakened an Earth Spiritual Root!!!

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