Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 658
"Fellow Daoist, I have collected them all, follow me to have a look!" One afternoon, Xinguang first asked Zhan Changfeng to count the spiritual vegetables.

According to Zhan Changfeng's temperament, it is enough for her to receive the final result, and there is no need to go to the scene to participate, but Xinguang is too enthusiastic, eager to show the abundance of her own village's spiritual vegetables, if she refuses his kindness, it will be a bit dissatisfied Respect people.

So Zhan Changfeng is like a qualified buyer, and he is happy to go with him to observe on the spot.

On the way, Xinguang first gave her the list of farmers who provided spiritual vegetables, "What kind of spiritual vegetables each household produced, how many catties and taels, and the price, are clearly recorded on it. You check to see if there are any mistakes."

"A total of seven kinds of spiritual vegetables, with a total of 57 two hundred middle-grade spirit stones?" Zhan Changfeng glanced at the contents, "I will give the spirit stones to the village chief later, and ask the village chief to help divide the bill."

Xinguang agreed first, and led her to the open space at the west end of the village with a smile. The open space was already neatly filled with baskets of spiritual vegetables.

When the farmers saw the village head bringing a stranger, they expected to be the buyer, they all stepped forward to say hello.

This year's spirit vegetables are not only lower in price, but also unsalable. Most of the farmers responded to the village head's call and sold them to Zhan Changfeng at a discount of [-]% off last year's high price.

However, some people think that it is too early to sell now, and the price may rise later, so they did not sell their own spiritual vegetables.

However, seeing that the vegetables of other villagers were sold out, I couldn’t sit still. Among them, the new and old six squeezed into the crowd to say hello to Zhan Changfeng, and asked loudly, “My guest, will you come to buy again in the future?” ?"

"My residence is far away from here, and I may not come here often in the future." Zhan Changfeng bluntly expressed his refusal, not to mention that Lihai and the icy wasteland are separated by two continents and hundreds of thousands of miles of sea. But they are committed to making the monks of the day clan eat and drink dew. They don't eat grains.

Now that these spiritual vegetables are taken back, they are also eaten by the little monks who are still unable to eat the grain and the monks who cannot change their diet for a while, and sell more at a high price to the wilderness tribes where the spiritual vegetables are scarce, so as to prevent waste.

"Fellow Daoist also came here by chance. He couldn't bear to see the spiritual vegetables rotting in the ground before he helped. Next time, we won't have such good luck." Xinguang spoke to Zhan Changfeng first, because he didn't want Zhan Chang Feng was in a dilemma, and on the one hand, he didn't want her to think that the farmers in Xinjia Village were making progress.

"Yeah, thanks to the guests, I was worried about what to do with this year's vegetables."

"I hope that customers can come here a few more times in the future, and they can come as guests even if they don't buy, and eat a dish of fresh seasonal vegetables."

Zhan Changfeng nodded gently, covered more than 20 catties of spiritual vegetables in the open space with one thought, sealed their aura, and put them into the jade pendant in one fell swoop, "There are not too many flaws. Your spiritual vegetables are all good."

The villagers suddenly silenced their voices, and turned their gazes to the empty ground. Be good, it weighs more than 20 kilograms, at least it takes up [-] square meters of land, and ordinary storage bags can't fit it.

The storage bag has a built-in shrinking array. It is not a real space tool, and it cannot hold too many heavy things. The real space tool is called "Xumi", and the Xumi bag in a ten-square-meter space costs 10,000+. Pin Lingshi!
The villagers became more respectful and did not dare to make mistakes in front of the rich man.

However, the jade pendant hanging from Zhan Changfeng's waist is a tool of life space refined by Lianwei using various treasures such as breath soil and pseudo-boundary stones. It cannot be summed up by "Xumi".

Zhan Changfeng finished collecting the spiritual vegetables, and wanted to visit Xin'anju again, and asked them if they would consider accepting a list of custom-made Taoist clothing.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment!"

A young monk stopped her softly, "I am Runankun from Ru's family on the island, can I borrow a moment from fellow Taoist to talk a little bit?"

Xinguang saw him standing among the surrounding villagers early in the morning. Thinking of the situation of Ru's family, Transsion reminded Zhan Changfeng, and moved out of his position to avoid it.

"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist?"

"I heard that someone was buying spiritual vegetables in Xinjia Village, so I came here to take a look and ask my friends if they are still willing to buy."

Zhan Changfeng asked strangely, "Your family has a big business. If you can do this, you should have the ability to predict the market trend. Are the spiritual vegetables also unsalable?"

Runankun didn't know her identity, but seeing that she was unpredictable in cultivation, capable of spending a lot of money, she must not be a simple person, so she didn't feel offended at all, "To be honest, not only the spiritual vegetables in my family are unsalable, but also the spiritual food. It’s also unsalable, my family’s production this year was booked in advance last year, but the contract was suddenly broken over there, which caught us off guard.”

"A verbal agreement?" Zhan Changfeng said indifferently, "I am very sympathetic, but I have already eaten more than 20 spiritual vegetables in Xinjia Village, and I have no spare time to buy others."

Runankun smiled wryly, "I'm bothering Fellow Daoist."

He cupped his hands and turned around and walked a few steps. Thinking of the nearly one million catties of grain piled up in the warehouse, he gritted his teeth, turned around and called Zhan Changfeng again, "Fellow Daoist, are you interested in making a deal?"

"What?" See if he can say something interesting.

"As long as fellow daoist buys more than [-] jin of grain from me, I will tell fellow daoist where a secret mansion is."

"What kind of secret mansion is it, whether it has been discovered or not, and how much is it worth?" Zhan Changfeng said with a leisurely smile, "If you count it as a catty of grain and five spirit stones, how can fellow Taoists think that I will get 10,000+ middle-grade spirit stones?" Go buy a piece of illusory news."

As soon as Runankun spoke, facing Zhan Changfeng's doubts, he calmed down instead. The businessman's vigor emerged, and he said smoothly and kindly, "Fellow Daoist, this is wrong. My family is a high-quality black spirit." Rice, ten spiritual stones per catty, of course, my family not only has black spiritual rice, but also various spiritual vegetables, the price is not equal, if you want to make a deal, you only need to buy [-] catties at will."

"Besides, this secret mansion, I can guarantee that no one has entered it, why no one has entered it, your family has discovered it for 200 years, unfortunately, the experts in the life and death realm in the family were unable to open it, and lost many people because of it."

"What is its value? The benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wisdom. Your family will not bear any consequences." Run Nankun thought of something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked Zhan Changfeng confidently, "The only chance in the world is the most elusive. Don’t fellow daoists want to catch it?”

Zhan Changfeng clapped his palms and smiled, "Fellow Taoist's ingenuity is really amazing. The time he turned around, he came up with such a wonderful idea of ​​clearing the inventory. Interested monks can earn money."

"But the monks who can produce 30 middle-grade spirit stones must be those with strong family backgrounds and high cultivation bases. You said that the secret mansion can't even enter the life and death realm. Is it possible that they will fetch water from a bamboo basket?"

"Then can you guarantee that they won't have any resentment against your family? With only one or two of your family sitting in the realm of life and death, can you stop their revenge?"

"Businessman, it's better not to go too far."

Runankun's smile faltered, and he also had a flash of inspiration, and he didn't think it through.

Your family is in the southern waters, and they have done a lot of business, but they are only a third-rate force and cannot offend too many people.

"Fellow Daoist, don't take it to heart, I'm joking." Runankun chatted authentically, "The secret mansion is indeed true. I think fellow Daoist is quite insightful. What do you think I should do better?"

"If fellow Taoist is very confident in that secret mansion, why don't you cast your net widely?" Zhan Changfeng said, "You can exchange three hundred catties for a message, even if everyone gets nothing, it won't be because of thousands of spirit stones. If there is hostility towards your family, and hundreds or thousands of people have nothing to do with that secret mansion, they will not blame themselves for being unlucky or your family for deceiving people, but will only lament that this secret mansion is really a mysterious treasure. Maybe even Zhenjun will come to have a try after hearing the news."

Runankun continued to think about it, if his Ru family got involved with Zhenjun, wouldn't the future be bright, who would dare to maintain his power and break the contract if he said it?

"Thank you fellow daoist for your pointers. After I announce the location of the secret mansion, fellow daoists are invited to come here." Runan Kun rewarded Zhan Changfeng with a guest order from your family, and joked, "There is no need to exchange three hundred catties of grain, I will Show fellow daoists a tour of the secret mansion for free."

After Runankun returned home, he hurriedly discussed the matter with his family members. The secret mansion was a nuisance to them, and it’s okay to hold on to it. Maybe they can take this opportunity to solve the problem of unsalable food and start a good start for your family’s food business. Fame, make some strong people.

The writers of the Ru family made a story about the fact that they once wanted to break the secret mansion but couldn't break it even if they died, and put forward the gimmick of "[-] catties of grain for one failure", and publicized this alternative grain sale activity to everyone in Li Hai. place.

When others come to ask, if you don't tell them to seize the opportunity, they will definitely not be able to enter the secret mansion.

As a result, Li Hai became lively. Thousands of monks came to Ruwang Island to find out what happened. Many monks bought three hundred catties of spiritual food on the spot.

Your family said that after ten days, the monks who bought the food will be called together to inform the location of the secret mansion.

Over there, Zhan Changfeng watched the nine sisters weave and weave clothes in Xin'anju.

"You try it too, isn't this silk very tough?" Xin Er'an pulled a nearly transparent silk thread in front of Zhan Changfeng, Zhan Changfeng pulled it around his fingers, nodded solemnly, "It can also be used as a weapon. "

Xin Er'an gave her an angry look, "Violence."

"Come and see how I am weaving?" Xin San'an pulled Zhan Changfeng over, holding up a piece of gray cloth that had just been woven.

The embryo cloth woven by the crystal-clear cloud silk is very beautiful, but it is a bit see-through, which belongs to the hazy beauty that is half-covered and half-covered. Zhan Changfeng's heart becomes solemn when he thinks of the high-level people of the day clan wearing this kind of clothes, "It's not decent."

"It's boring." Xin San'an drove her to Xin Si'an's side, and shouted, "Tell her to see what decency is."

Beside Xin Si'an was vats of dyes, surrounded by wooden shelves, with bundles of colored fabrics hung on them, and when the breeze blew, they fluttered like thousands of colorful flags, majestic.

Xin Si'an learned from the experience of the two previous people, and did not ask her opinion, but gently introduced each dye.

Yunwutian silk is a rare material, and the dyes used to color it are also extraordinarily expensive. Their raw materials are almost all made of various thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and ten thousand-year mines.

"There are several price ranges for silkworm clothes, and the price mainly lies in the dyeing and refining. What we show you is the most expensive process." Xin Si'an scooped up a ladle of black dye water, and hurriedly said, "Do you want to guess?" Guess what's in there?"

Zhan Changfeng lightly dipped in a little dye water, "Yuanming powder. Stone alkali. Juice of the same grass"

She reported the names of more than 20 materials in a row, and Xin Si'an was stunned when she heard it, "It's terrible, if I show you any more, you will almost steal the teacher."

"Where is it, there is a mixed condiment that I can't distinguish." She rubbed the black dye on her fingers, but found it difficult to remove.

"Then how can you tell the difference? There is always a secret in the art." Xin Si'an chuckled, and brought a basin of oily water, "I have to use it to wash, and see if you dare to touch the dye casually." .”

Zhan Changfeng didn't get annoyed, he washed off the stains on his hands, and asked, "Is it all right after painting here?"

"No, there is still some work to do."

Xin Si'an took her to a workshop at the back, and as soon as she entered, a heat wave hit her face. Looking up, twelve square fire pits were neatly rehearsed, and there was a piece of painted cloth in each fire pit.

Xinwu'an and Xinliu'an are watching the fire and time.

"Do you still want to calcine?"

"How can it be mere calcination? It needs to be tempered later." Xin Wu'an raised his head proudly, pointing to a curtain, "Seventh and Eighth Sisters are there, you can go and have a look."

Zhan Changfeng opened the curtain curiously, and saw Xin Qi'an wielding a sledgehammer repeatedly beating a piece of cloth that had just been fished out of the fire pit. up.

Xin Ba'an took the cloth she had hammered, and threw it into a vat of copper-yellow liquid with a prick. Bubbles popped up, like boiling water.

"Look at it." Xin Ba'an stood on the vat higher than her, holding a stick long enough to stir in the vat, "Each type of clothes needs a different degree of softness, the key depends on this moment, The more circles I stir, the softer it gets."

After ten and a half laps, she picked up the cloth in the tank. The cloth, which was as hard as iron, was as soft as running water.

Xin Ba'an said with satisfaction, "It is used as a lining. After it is dried and painted again, it can be processed into garments."

"The making of a piece of clothing is also learned, which is eye-opening." Zhan Changfeng paced out, and was called into a small building by Xin Jiu'an. The small building was full of fabrics and blueprints, as if on weekdays The place where clothes are styled.

Xinyi'an said, "I saw the existing clothing style of your clan that you gave me, and made some modifications on this basis. Come and see if it suits you."

"The clothing in the family sect dynasty should not only highlight the status, but also show the characteristics. It is the most difficult to get. We designed Taoist clothing for different status and status, and divided it into regular clothes. There are two types of formal clothes. It is said that the climate over there is colder. Added another kind of winter clothes." Xin Shi'an smiled slyly, but she took great care in the design, keeping it to match her temperament and appearance.

Zhan Changfeng actually made friends with Xin Anju through an excuse, but seeing them design and plan for her so seriously, he also treated each other sincerely, and discussed with them the styles of clothing and the meaning of embroidery patterns.

Finally, the prototype was finalized.

"It will take about one and a half months to complete the finished product. Fellow Daoist, should I wait here, or will I send it to you later?" Xin Yi'an asked.

"The distance is too far, I don't dare to bother fellow Taoist, I have nothing else to do, I just stay here for a while, to see the scenery of Li Hai."

"That's a good relationship. In a few days we can go collect folk songs together."

"Sisters, little brother is back." Ruo Piaopiao's clear voice echoed in Xin'anju.

The sisters listened to each other, turned their heads and went about their own business.

Behind the gate of Dongtian, a slovenly young man in blue and gray scratched his bird's nest head, leaned on the mulberry tree and sighed, and after a while, he called weakly, "I'm back."

Pat, a silkworm baby landed in his hair, before he could welcome him, he twitched, straightened up, and passed out.

(End of this chapter)