Chapter 82 Give Me Some Cans
Of course, it is not a real tree, but a tree condensed from inner energy.
"Boy! Concentrate your energy and charge!" At this time, Kumutong suddenly hit Tang Wen on the top of his head with a palm.
Tang Wen was shocked suddenly, as if his head was suddenly hit by a sledgehammer, and it seemed to be broken.
Suddenly, a terrifying airflow rushed in.
"Use your skills and charge!" Kumutong shouted. The scorching hot air flow became stronger and stronger, and spread in all directions along the path of Tang Wen's Tianhe Shenmu Jue skills.
In fact, Tang Wen is just a guide.
But in fact, it was controlled by the airflow of the dead wood channel. The airflow began to be unstoppable and broke through seven or eight holes.
However, it was soon blocked.
"Charge, charge. If you can't get through, you will explode and die." The voice of Kumutong came again.
Tang Wen tried his best, exerting his strength to the limit. His eyes turned bloodshot, like a hungry wolf from the north, but he still couldn't break through.
"Open your mouth!" The dead tree channel passed through. Tang Wen opened his mouth, and a red pill was bounced into Tang Wen's mouth by the dead tree channel and went down his throat.
Suddenly, my stomach seemed to be on fire and began to boil.
A terrifying medicinal power spread throughout his body, and Tang Wen yelled, "Ah!"
Click!
Finally, the airflow rushed over, circled around the whole body, and finally, was absorbed into the dantian, and the newly sprouted tree seemed to have grown two tender leaves.
The landlord's space lit up, and his skill level was updated again: the initial stage of the fifth level.
Oh my god! Happiness comes too suddenly.
Kumutong asked me to stay and practice with him for a month. It turned out that he wanted to give me some benefits.
"Thank you, senior." Tang Wen bowed in thanks.
"You kid, I ate a few cans of your food, drank a few bottles of wine, and spent five years of my skills. I'm returning it all to you. I don't owe you anything!" There were beads of sweat on Kumutong's forehead. It seemed that he had suffered a great loss.
Looking to the side, all the warriors who were practicing around had stopped in fear because of Tang Wen's scream.
Hearing what Kumutong said, everyone looked at him with envy.
"Brother, five years of cultivation is worth at least fifty mid-grade spirit stones." Someone said.
"You are wrong. Senior is a first-grade master. Five years of practice is definitely worth a hundred mid-grade spirit stones." Another thin man shook his head.
"How can one measure one's skill with spirit stones? Skill is priceless."
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"Brother, what exactly is that can of champagne you have?" the fat man asked curiously.
"It's wonderful stuff, I'm fascinated by it. Boy, let's finish it, give me a few more bottles and cans." said Ku Mu Tong.
"Of course!" Tang Wen nodded and took out ten cans and ten bottles of wine. Ku Mu Tong didn't hesitate and put them all into his Void Bag. He stood up and said, "I'll go first."
"Brother, how many spirit stones are in one jar?" asked the fat man.
"One can for each, one bottle of champagne for each." Tang Wen said .
"Give me a can and a bottle." Without saying a word, the fat man handed Tang Wen two medium-grade spirit stones.
Damn! I mean low-grade spiritual stones?
"Brother, everyone here today is destined to be together. A bottle of champagne, a can of caviar and a medium- grade spirit stone will be enough." Tang Wen gave the fat man another one.
"No need to return it, just give me another one." The fat man shook his head. Of course Tang Wen had no objection.
Next, you took a can and I took a bottle. Tang Wen collected more than a hundred mid-grade spirit stones in one go.
"My dear seniors, besides canned food and champagne, I also have instant noodles. They are cooked in one soak, taste delicious, and are very convenient to carry with you." Tang Wen immediately took out a few packs of Master Kong's extra-large barrel noodles, took out an iron pot, added water, lit a small bottle of gas, and put in the ingredients after the water boiled...
This series of magical operations left the ancients dumbfounded.
Soon, a fragrance wafted and many people swallowed their saliva.
"Come on, come on, everyone has a small bowl, try it first, buy if you're satisfied, don't buy if you're not satisfied."
For a moment, the sound of eating noodles could be heard in the tower.
"Brother Tang, how much is this noodle per bucket?"
"A low-grade spirit stone."
"I want five barrels."
"I want three buckets."
"Ten barrels please."
It seems that a low-grade spirit stone is too cheap for these "big shots". It seems that people of different levels have different perspectives.
In Wu Zi's eyes, a low-grade spirit stone is quite expensive, but in front of these big guys it is just like a candy bean.
After a while, Tang Wen’s pocket was filled with hundreds of low-grade spirit stones.
Next, this guy started to sell mirrors, lipsticks, and perfumes with his eloquent tongue.
"Brothers, think about it. Go home and give your wife a small round mirror. If you are not married, give it to your lover. If you are married, you can give it to your lover. Also, give it to your daughter or the girl next door... It's not expensive, just one low-grade spirit stone."
A few hundred more spirit stones were put into his pocket. This money seemed too easy to make.
That’s because most of the people who can practice on the second level are strong men of the third rank or above, and they still have some money in their pockets, unlike Wu Zi, that poor guy.
Tang Wen never dreamed that he would not only improve his skills in Tianbao Tower, but also earn hundreds of mid-grade spirit stones and more than a thousand low-grade spirit stones.
It seems that business opportunities are everywhere. This place should be considered the middle level circle of Xuanwu City's martial arts circle.
The upper circle consists of warriors at the super-grade, innate, qi-nourishing, yuan-gathering, and mind-communicating levels.
The states of concentration and consciousness naturally belong to the top tier, while the lower circle should be warriors below the fourth rank.
After coming out of the tower, Tang Wen found that it was already morning. The intense training for more than a month had made Tang Wen very tired.
If it weren't for Kurumu Tong watching over him, Tang Wen would have been unable to leave the tower long ago.
There were several times when Tang Wen wanted to give up along the way, but he was forcibly caught back by the withered wood barrel. For more than a month, it was actually the withered wood barrel that kidnapped Tang Wen to practice.
This guy first went to Wujiabao and called out Wu Zi, asking him to go shopping with him and take this opportunity to travel to another world.
Soon, I found several shops selling elixirs, so I went in and took a look around.
He was surprised to find that there were so many elixirs here, and they were much cheaper than in Chu State.
In the State of Chu, a low-grade Peiyuan Pill costs ten taels of silver, but here it only costs two or three taels of silver.
A Qi Condensing Pill costs thirty taels of silver in the State of Chu, but only eight taels of silver here, so the price difference is quite large.
If we sell the elixirs here back to Chu, we can make a lot of money.
Of course, Tang Wen has no plans to deal in elixirs at the moment.
Because, as the number of subordinates increases, the amount of elixirs needed also increases exponentially, and he must first satisfy his own needs.
Tang Wen was about to ask his son to come over and buy a batch first, but was stopped by Wu Zi.
"Senior, is the quantity you want large?" Wu Zi asked.
"About a few thousand." Tang Wen replied.
"I'll take you to a place that's cheaper than here." Wu Zi said, taking Tang Wen out of the store.
After turning for a long time, we saw a huge round building in a remote place.
However, there was a lot of traffic in front of the house, and it seemed very lively .
"Pharmacy? Who opened it?" Tang Wen asked.
“It was opened by the great pharmacist Zhuge Ming a hundred years ago. Zhuge Ming was a kind man who practiced medicine all his life and often did not charge any money.
Therefore, all the elixirs and medicines in the pharmacy he founded are sold at low prices.
Some of the elixirs and medicinal materials sold in the store you just saw are wholesaled here.
Of course, they also sell it in retail, but if it is retail, the price difference is not particularly large.
After all, business has its own rules.
For example, the low-grade Peiyuan Pill you just saw is sold for two taels of silver per pill in a store, but here it is sold for one tael and eight cents per pill.
But if you buy a lot, thousands of them, you can buy them for one tael and five cents of silver," Wu Zi said.
"The price difference isn't that big." Tang Wen said.
"Although you are not short of money, you should save as much as possible, right?" Wu Zi said with a little pride.
