Longevity begins with alchemy master

Chapter 2
The next day, early in the morning.

Luo Chen got up early and put ten pills on the chopping board into five jade bottles.

Putting on the only low-grade magic robe that was available, and carrying the low-grade flying sword, he hurried out the door.

He had to go to the city early, otherwise the better casual repair stalls would not be able to turn to him at dawn.

Perhaps it was raining all day yesterday, and the roads in the outer city seemed quite muddy.

The closer to the center of the outer city, the stronger the smell of feces, medicine, people and monsters.

Especially with the earthy smell mixed in, that kind of feeling is really unbearable.

But Luo Chen was used to it.

An hour later, we arrived at the gate of the city.

When entering the inner city, Luo Chen couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Sure enough, the air in the inner city is good!
"I heard that the inner city is built on a first-order spiritual vein, which is quite beneficial for monks in the Qi refining period to practice."

"When you have money in the future, you must buy a house in the inner city!"

Taking a deep breath, Luo Chen went straight to the casual repair area in the southwest corner.

In front of a bluestone slab, more than half of it was lined with yellow talisman papers and animal skins, and an old man was busy there.

He arranged the animal skins, stood up and stretched, just in time to see Luo Chen coming.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, you came later than me this time."

The old man's name is Chen Xiuping, the sixth floor of the Qi refining stage, and he is an old man in Dahefang City.

He lived here for decades, made a living by making talismans, and also had a good skill in tanning talisman skins.

With his income level, he can barely rent a house in the inner city.

But this old man is a bit stingy, he would rather live in a wooden house in the outer city that costs one low-grade spirit stone a month than in a stone house in the inner city that costs ten times the price.

He even said that even setting up a stall to sell things, he calculated clearly.

The stalls in the casual repair area are rented to the managers of the square city.

One booth, one Lingshi monthly rent.

If the booths on both sides of Nuo Da are crowded, after placing the talisman seals and talisman skins, they can squeeze out less than half a square.

He simply gave the small half square to Luo Chen, and the two of them each paid half of the rent.

Did Luo Chen suffer?
It can't be said that, if he rents another booth, he has to spend one spirit stone a month.

Moreover, few monks like to sell things with others.

So Luo Chen probably didn't lose money, but Chen Laodao must have made money.

After a simple greeting, Luo Chen arranged his things in front of the booth.

Twenty bottles of Bigu Pill!

Looking at the number, Chen Laodao couldn't help being surprised, "Fellow Daoist Luo, the level of alchemy has improved again recently!"

No wonder he said that.

Luo Chen usually comes to set up a stall once every seven days, and four or five times a month.

And each time, the number of bigu pills sold is about fifteen or six bottles.

This time, a full twenty bottles were taken out!

It can be seen from this that he must have made considerable progress in the refining of Bigu Pill.

And indeed it is.

In seven days, excluding the day of setting up a stall and buying materials, there are six days left, half of which are used for processing materials and half for alchemy.

In other words, a total of three days of alchemy time.

In the past, Luo Chen worked his life out twice a day, and got together about five bottles of Bigu Pill, which is a bit of a material waste rate.

But yesterday, his Bigu Pill refining technique was promoted from the perfect proficiency level to the master level.

In the last pot, five bottles were produced directly!

In addition to the good luck before, the consumption was reduced to a very low level, and this time only twenty bottles of Bigu Dan were collected.

"Where there is, practice makes perfect!" Luo Chen smiled modestly, but there was still some contentment in his eyes.

The refining technology of Bigu Dan, which has just entered the master-level proficiency, is more or less a bit of a card.

Chen Xiuping shook his head, "There are a few fellows who sell Bigu Pills, but no one can produce twenty bottles in five days like you."

After speaking, he reached out and touched the nearest bottle.

"You don't mix flour to make up the number, do you? As an old man, I have to check for you, don't smash the signboard of our booth."

Luo Chen smiled and watched him make a move, and he had already picked up a talisman with red lines in his hand.

"I heard that someone bought your Qi Containing Talisman last time, but it didn't work, and half of your butt was bitten by a monster. Why don't you take one back and study it for you, you can't smash our family's signboard!"

Chen Laodao was in a hurry, and he didn't care about the pill in his hand, so he quickly snatched the talisman from Luo Chen's hand.

"You only sell one spirit stone for five bottles of Bigu Pill, so you'd be ashamed to exchange it for my Qi Containing Talisman with three spirit stones!"

"Give me back! Give me back!"

Luo Chen smiled and watched the old man place the talisman in the most conspicuous place.

The Qi Containing Talisman is Chen Laodao's flagship product!
Among his low-level talisman seals with one spirit stone and one spirit stone, the price is the most expensive, starting from three low-grade spirit stones.

In fact, the Qi Containing Talisman's market is also the best, especially for those monks who go into the mountains to hunt monsters.

This kind of magic talisman that can cover the blood for an hour can save a life at a critical moment, and its value is not inferior to many defensive talismans.

Sometimes, Luo Chen actually envies Chen Laodao.

Selling a talisman casually is at least one spirit stone, and the net profit is more than 100 a month at least!

not like myself.

In the past month, I worked hard to get 12 yuan of spirit stones into my account. After deducting the cost, I only got six or seven spirit stones.

If you deduct half of the spirit stone from the rent, half of the booth fee, and one spirit stone for daily food and drink, you will only have four or five yuan left.

This is still a year from time travel, and it takes a long time to save money.

It is hard to imagine what kind of life the early original owner lived.

But envy is only temporary.

Luo Chen is very clear that among the mainstream four arts of cultivating immortals, each has its own difficulties.

The amount of pills is used, and the profits are greater. The difficulty lies in the introduction of various pills. From beginners to proficient in each pill, it is unknown how many furnaces need to be refined.

Talismans and seals are of high quality, and each talisman can be said to have condensed all the energy and spirit of the monks when drawing it. A slight mistake means that the whole game is lost.

Moreover, talisman makers often don't live very long, and I don't know why.

Just like Chen Xiuping, who looks old, but is actually only in his sixties, uh, he seems really old.

However, a monk in the Qi refining period can theoretically live to a hundred and twenty-three, and sixty or so can be considered "young".

It is impossible to transfer to a talisman maker, and it is impossible to leave there to do homework every day in this life.

It's not as good as alchemy and rubbing balls.

Moreover, Luo Chen's family knows their own affairs, and the refining technology of bigu powder at the master level for the first time can already double the income in the future
Although a monthly income of ten yuan is still not enough to support the practice of longevity (net income), at least it is on the right side.

And, you can start a new project right away, right?

Just when Luo Chen had good hopes for the future, Chen Laodao tugged at his sleeve.

"Business is coming!"

(End of this chapter)