Chapter 920 Encountering a Mad Dog
When Jingtian arrived at the market town, the first thing he did was to find Old Man Qian.
Bai Shuikai and Zhong Bo didn't want to keep following, so they went straight to their stall.
Ao Shui and Xue Hua were waiting outside.
After coming out, Wen Chang went to gather his men.
As followers, they always have to find something to do. It is impossible for their masters to keep them for nothing.
Jingtian came to the door of the stall management office and was about to knock when the door was suddenly opened.
"old……"
Jing Tianxia subconsciously opened his mouth to greet the old man, but as soon as he opened his mouth he realized something was wrong.
The person who opened the door was not an old man, but a young man in his twenties, wearing a white brocade shirt.
"A good dog doesn't block the road, get out of the way."
Before Jingtian could react, the young man frowned and yelled at Jingtian.
"Oh shit!" Jingtian raised his eyebrows suddenly. Is this guy a mad dog?
"Who will the mad dog ask to give way?" Jingtian said with narrowed eyes.
"I told you to make way!" the young man said directly.
"Oh, okay!" Jingtian shrugged and moved away from the door.
The young man looked down on Jingtian and walked out, but after taking two steps, he suddenly realized, "Boy, how dare you scold me?"
"Did I scold you? I was just talking about a mad dog!"
Jingtian secretly told Aoshui and Xuehua not to move, and after saying this, he walked into Old Man Qian's office.
"Asshole, you want to run away after scolding me?" The young man followed him in.
"This is not the place for you to quarrel. If you want to quarrel, get out of here."
Old man Qian was sitting on a chair, holding a wine jug early in the morning, and looked a little drunk.
"Old man, you'd better mind your own business..."
"Get out!" Old Man Qian was obviously angry, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his hazy eyes.
When the old man looked at the young man, he suddenly took two steps back and his clothes on the back were instantly soaked.
The young man didn't dare to speak, and looked at Jingtian hatefully; "Boy, I will remember you."
"I'll remember you too, mad dog!" Jingtian said with a blank look.
Jingtian was speechless. Who the hell had he offended? He knocked on the door and a mad dog came out.
"Boy, you're in trouble. Do you want an old man to help you solve it?" After the young man left, Old Man Qian's eyes became hazy again and he said to Jingtian.
Most people, in order to save face, would say "I can solve it myself".
But Jingtian didn't think too much about it and nodded. "Okay, if the senior can help me solve the problem , that would be great."
Jingtian has just arrived, and although he is not afraid, it would be best if he could avoid causing trouble.
"You... are so rude. I, an old man, can't help you for free. Here's ten kilograms of good wine." Old man Qian obviously didn't expect Jingtian to be so good at taking advantage of the situation.
"As long as he doesn't cause trouble for me, I will definitely reward you. Let's get down to business first." Jingtian changed the subject.
Old man Qian was also eager to make the deal as soon as possible. After all, the thousand pounds of fine wine had kept him from sleeping well last night.
After drinking the one pound of double-ingredient wine that Jingtian gave me last night, the taste of the stone milk wine I drank before always felt a little off.
The taste is indeed bad, and the Monkey Spirit Wine is missing from the double-ingredient wine!
Old Man Qian didn't waste any words. He just waved his hand and a large pile of spiritual herbs appeared in the room, including three jade boxes.
Jingtian narrowed his eyes. This was the batch of spiritual medicinal herbs that Old Man Qian lost to him. The three spiritual medicinal herbs in the jade box were high-grade spiritual medicinal herbs seven, eight, and nine.
"Thank you, senior." Jingtian didn't even look at it carefully. He just waved his hand and collected all the spiritual herbs into the small world.
There is no need to check carefully now. There is a wood demon managing these spiritual herbs. You can just receive information from the wood demon at any time.
When it comes to plants, the wood demon is definitely a master-level existence, and there is nothing it doesn't recognize.
When Old Man Qian saw Jingtian taking away the spiritual herbs, a look of depression flashed across his face. It was not because of the amount of the herbs, but because he was giving them away in vain.
"This is 100,000 mid-grade Yuan Crystals, and the storage bag is a gift for you." Old Man Qian took out a black bag the size of a palm and threw it in front of Jingtian.
Jingtian narrowed his eyes. Storage bag?
This small bag is pitch black and looks like some kind of leather, with intricate patterns on the surface, which are runes!
That’s right, it’s not an array pattern, but a rune.
The function of the storage bag is actually somewhat similar to that of the storage ring, but the level difference is huge.
Storage bags are large and easy to lose, and they have a short lifespan, which is usually one year or a few times, and they will become invalid when the expiration date comes.
"Old senior, if this storage bag is sold, how much would it be worth?" Jingtian asked, thinking for a moment.
"One thousand intermediate Yuan crystals, with a useful life of one year." Qian Lao responded casually, and then asked; "The Yuan crystals have been collected, where is the wine?"
"Don't worry, I can't deny my debt." Jingtian smiled and waved his hand , and white plastic buckets flew out.
Each white bucket holds one thousand kilograms, and there are ten of them in total.
"What kind of barrel is this? So delicate and sophisticated?" Old man Qian was surprised when he saw the white barrel.
"Ahem... This is made by me using special materials. It's more convenient to carry than a wine jar and the cost is not low, but I'm giving it to you anyway." Jingtian coughed lightly twice and talked nonsense without blushing.
"Good, good, the young man has a future." Old Man Qian praised Jingtian and then began to inspect the goods.
That’s right, the old man opened each wine barrel and smelled them.
Jingtian was speechless. Was he worried that he might pass off fake products as genuine ones or pass off inferior products as good ones?
Soon, Mr. Qian finished inspecting the goods and directly put away the ten barrels of wine.
The transaction was successfully completed.
"Senior, I have a question for you." Jingtian originally wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered what Mu Yao said last night and decided to ask the old man.
Jingtian could feel that Old Man Qian was not a bad person. After two days of contact, they at least had some friendship.
"Just ask me anything, but I can't answer everything for free." The old man was in a good mood. When he saw Jingtian had something to ask, he immediately became energetic.
"Don't worry, your hard work won't be in vain." Jingtian was speechless for a moment, then asked, "Senior, can you tell me where I can get the seeds of high-level spiritual herbs?"
"Um?"
Old Man Qian was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Jingtian to ask this. He came to his senses and squinted his eyes and said, "Do you want to grow spiritual herbs yourself?"
"Yes, it was a sudden idea that came to me. Since spiritual medicinal materials are so precious, wouldn't it be great if I could try to cultivate them myself if I had seeds?" Jingtian said.
"That's true, but apart from the Dan Sect, no one knows how to grow it. If you have the energy, you might as well improve your alchemy skills." Old Man Qian said with a hint of seriousness.
Mr. Qian kindly reminded Jingtian that he was worried that Jingtian had gone astray.
"I know, I just want to experiment. Just tell me how to get the elixir seeds." Jingtian said.
"Are you sure you want it?" Old Man Qian frowned.
"Yes, I really want it, and the more the better, regardless of level." Jingtian nodded affirmatively.
"Okay, come back later. I'll have someone bring the seeds over and you can talk face to face." Old Man Qian waved his hand to Jingtian and said.
"Thank you, Senior Qian. As long as you get the seeds, I will give you a pound of better wine."
When Jingtian heard the old man say this, he knew there was hope for the seeds, and his mood suddenly became good.
"A more exquisite wine?" Old Qian's eyes widened.
"Of course, I have said before that the thousand kilograms of fine wine can only be considered second-rate in my opinion." Jingtian said with a smile.
In fact, Jingtian classified fine wine into several grades just for his convenience. If it is further subdivided, Jingtian can classify fine wine into hundreds of grades. It is nothing more than the amount of stone milk and monkey spirit wine blended.
"Okay, okay, let me see some better wine." Old Qian was a little anxious.
"Don't worry, I told you, as long as I get the seeds, I will definitely give you a pound. I'm going to set up the stall first, don't forget our other agreement!"
Jingtian smiled and said he would not give the old man any more money to keep him, then turned around and left the office.
