Transmigrating to the Cultivation World, I'm Really Just Selling Phones

Bai Ling fell asleep and woke up, having transmigrated to the cultivation world.

Coincidentally, the original host was also named Bai Ling. Even more fortunate, she became the eldest miss of ...

Chapter 30 My Second Brother and I Visited Dongling City

The old man stretched out his hand and broke off a cabbage leaf, saying, "Fairy, you may not know that this spiritual pattern cabbage only grows by the river and tastes delicious."

I nodded slightly and asked, "Old man, how much does this spiritual pattern cabbage cost?"

The old man held up a finger and said, "Look, the fairy is also a destined person. You can take one away with just one spirit stone."

I looked at the old man and thought to myself, "Is this cabbage so cheap?"

One spirit stone in this world of immortal cultivation is about the same as one dollar on Blue Star and it is this big.

Did I overestimate the value of spiritual vegetables?

Or is this spiritual pattern cabbage more common?"

My second brother beside me seemed to see through my thoughts and explained with a smile: "Little sister, this spiritual pattern cabbage is just an ordinary thing, and few cultivators eat it."

I asked, "Old man, how do we eat this cabbage?"

The old man smiled and said, "Fairy, just add a little spiritual oil and stir-fry it in the pot."

The taste is so good that even fairies will want to eat it again.

I was slightly stunned, thinking to myself: "Well, I really didn't know about the seasoning in the world of cultivation. There is also spiritual oil."

So I asked again, "Old man, where do you buy this spiritual oil?"

The old man's eyes lit up and he replied enthusiastically, "Do you want to buy it? I have it here."

As he spoke, he took out a small clay pot from the basket beside him and handed it to me.

I just exchanged this with my good brother.

Our village cannot produce spiritual oil, but their village can grow it, and the quality of the spiritual oil produced is quite good.

"I took the small clay pot and gently opened the lid, and a strange fragrance wafted out."

The spiritual oil was translucent in color and swayed slightly in the jar.

"Old man, what's so special about this spiritual oil?"

I asked as I looked at it carefully.

The old man patiently explained, "Fairy, this spiritual oil is extracted from the fruit of spiritual plants and refined through a special process."

Adding a little bit when cooking can make the dishes more delicious and add some vitality to the dishes.