I open a shop in Qixia Town

Chapter 72

Yao Yue suddenly noticed some people coming outside the inn.

These people were dressed strangely, with each person wearing a pair of cymbals. They looked like a group of Buddhist monks.

A sound broke through the air, and a man used Qing Gong and landed lightly.

This man was clothed in civilian clothes and wore sandals. His face was full of energy, and there seemed to be a faint flow of precious light, just like bright jewels and jade, shining naturally. It was obvious that when he was young, he was also a handsome guy with temperament.

Jiumozhi raised his eyebrows.

"Is this an inn that has been rumored to be very magical recently?"

One of the monks stepped forward.

"Yes."

Jiumozhi smiled, then stepped into the hall, glanced around, and finally came to the counter.

This group of people also attracted the attention of many people after entering the inn.

"A group of monks? What are they doing here?"

"Open the can, what else can you do?"

"A monk doesn't chant sutras in the temple and comes here to open jars? What's more, he's a monk from the Western Regions."

"You'll know if you look at it."

Listening to the whispers around him, Jiumozhi came to Yao Yue with a face full of glory.

"The young monk is the abbot of Dalun Temple. I heard that your inn sells a jar that claims to be able to open anything. I wonder if it is true or not?"

Bored, Yao Yue had no choice but to cheer up and replied: "That's true, but today's jars have been sold out, and you can only buy them when new ones come out tomorrow."

"Oh? It's sold out."

Jiumozhi had a regretful expression on his face.

"Then please, girl, please open some rooms for Xiao Monk and others."

Yao Yue pointed aside.

"Here is the price list, as well as our store's rules. Be sure to remember them clearly. If you violate them, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Looking at the price list, Jiumozhi frowned slightly. The price was a bit expensive, but it was worth it to find out the authenticity of the jar.

"Trouble, girl, a room for seven days."

Yao Yue glanced at the people and said in disbelief: "Seven people in one room?"

He stood up with one hand and performed a Buddhist salute. Jiumozhi said: "Only the young monk lives here."

Yao Yue was relieved.

Soon Jiumozhi checked in for a room.

Jiumozhi gave some instructions to the other lamas, and the lamas left one after another. Then Jiumozhi started walking around the hall alone.

When he came to the trading corner and looked at the dazzling array of various items on display, Jiumozhi became interested.

He came to a person, said the Buddha's name, pointed to an object and asked, "Little donor, what is this?"

The man looked around, leaned close to Jiumozhi and whispered: "I made this in a jar. It's called Speedy Steamed Buns. It's made from various heavenly materials and earthly treasures, ground into powder, and mixed with spiritual water. It was made after 49 days of fermentation. After eating it, your cultivation speed can be increased five times in one hour!"

"Oh? So amazing?"

Jiumozhi suddenly became energetic and looked at the steamed buns in front of him in disbelief.

But no matter how he looked at it, these accelerated steamed buns looked like ordinary pasta.

I felt somewhat disbelieving.

This man is anxious.

"Can this be fake? If I'm cheating here, wouldn't I go into the toilet with a lantern and seek death?"

Jiumozhi nodded. He had also heard that the owner of this store was very powerful, and his story of killing ten thousand people with one punch was widely spread.Although it may be exaggerated, there must be a certain basis for it to be exaggerated.

"Ahem, how much silver does this thing cost?"

"Master, seeing that you are destined to me, I will sell you a quick steamed bun for 100 taels of silver."

Jiumozhi begged with a grimace on his face: "As you can see, this donor, the young monk is a lama. He lives a hard and simple life, and has been living a frugal life. How can he have so much money? Let's see, donor, can you Is it cheaper? As long as it’s cheaper, I’ll buy it.”

The vendor suppressed his excitement and asked, "I have 25 steamed buns here. Are you sure you want them all?"

"Okay, sure." Jiumozhi nodded repeatedly.

The hawker pretended to be in trouble and struggled for a while.

"Well, well, in that case, I won't embarrass the master. I'll just make a good relationship. It can't be lower than 50 taels of silver. If it's lower, I'll pay for it."

"Okay, okay, thank you donor, thank you donor."

Jiumozhi rolled his eyes, "It's just that the donor can't just say that eating it can increase your cultivation speed five times, it will definitely do it. It's not that I don't trust the donor. It's just that you can see if I can buy one first and give it a try. Try it, if it can really increase the speed by five times, I will buy them all, how about it?"

The hawker immediately said: "I, Old Liu, are the most honest. I will sell you one first. You can go to the room and try it out, and then we will talk."

Jiumozhi took out 50 taels from his pocket and bought one from him.

The hawker put away the white money and warned: "Master, you have to hurry up. My steamed buns are in hot demand. If someone else takes a fancy to them soon, I may not be able to leave them to you."

"Right now."

Jiumozhi quickly ran upstairs, found his room, followed the door-opening operation that Yaoyue gave him, and opened the door.

I didn't have time to appreciate the decoration of the room, so I immediately wolfed down the steamed buns, licking all the dregs of the steamed buns into my mouth, then sat cross-legged and got lucky with the technique.

Feeling the five times increase in cultivation speed, Jiumozhi almost screamed.

"It actually works! I, Jiumozhi, am about to take off! By the way, the rest of the acceleration steamed buns."

Jiumozhi stopped practicing, and quickly came downstairs with all his belongings. He saw the hawker at a glance, and then came to the hawker with a smile on his face.

One look at Jiumozhi's expression, and the hawker knew that he was safe, and said with a smile: "How about Master, is it true?"

"The benefactor has a kind heart. It's a little monk who judged a gentleman with a villain's heart. I'm really ashamed. Oh, by the way, this is the money to buy the remaining steamed buns."

After glancing at the other steamed buns with hot eyes, Jiumozhi handed a big cloth bag to the vendor.

"Okay, pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. Let's clear both money and goods."

The vendor counted the money with a trembling heart, and then handed a bag of steamed buns to Jiumozhi.

Get rich!
The hawker rolled his eyes, suddenly slapped his head, and said regretfully: "Oh, it's already this hour, and I have forgotten that my 80-year-old mother is still waiting for me to eat at home. Master, I'm sorry that I can't accompany you. I’ll take my leave now.”

Jiumozhi performed a Buddhist salute.

"Amitabha, please don't bother me anymore, almsgiver. Please go slowly. May the Buddha bless you. You are such a good person."

"Hey, I don't dare to take it for granted. I am just making a living. The master is a truly good person. I only see him in my life. It's rare. It's rare."

"Master, stay here, don't send me away."

The hawker ran away in a hurry with the silver in his arms.

Looking at the hawker's hurried back, Jiumozhi shook his head and laughed. This is called everyone getting what they need, hehe.

He lowered his head and glanced at the steamed buns in his arms. He was so happy that he wanted nothing more.

With so many speed-up steamed buns, you can't cultivate enough to advance. Now, Qixia Town is at the right time.

Go back to your room and practice!

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　Happy Children's Day to everyone!May everyone be children forever, free from worries and carefree!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)