One low-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for ten taels of silver, so fifty stones would be five hundred taels.
A four-headed golden monkey is only selling for five hundred taels of silver?
Indeed, no merchant is without guile.
Bian Lang chuckled and said, "I'll ask around elsewhere."
When buying things, you have to compare prices from at least three different stores; when selling things, you have to visit even more stores to get a good price.
"No, no, no..." The shopkeeper panicked and stopped Bian Lang, offering a flat price of one hundred low-grade spirit stones.
Bian Lang wanted to see the shop owner's reaction. From ten to fifty, and then to one hundred, it was clear that the profit from selling multi-headed animals was very considerable.
Bian Lang didn't hesitate and immediately made the deal, taking the spirit stones and turning to leave.
"We've made a killing! These four monkeys can fetch at least a hundred mid-grade spirit stones. We've really hit the jackpot!" The shopkeeper grinned from ear to ear as he looked at the six golden monkeys locked in the cage.
This iron cage is the sturdiest in his shop; even five animals couldn't break it.
Bian Lang hadn't gone far and heard the shopkeeper's words clearly, and he felt a little sorry for the shopkeeper.
After the six golden monkeys escaped, the shopkeeper's loss was one hundred low-grade spirit stones.
The six golden monkeys were just something he grabbed on a whim; being able to exchange them for a thousand taels of silver was an unexpected bonus.
Although he threatened the six golden monkeys that after escaping, they must come back to him so that he could sell them again.
But given the nature of the six golden monkeys, they will definitely flee from Kaoshan City and return to the Misty Forest.
Bian Lang didn't care; he would just catch spirit beasts and birds to sell after he spent all the money.
The practice of driving away unclaimed corpses from the wilderness has been going on for thousands of years, and even border dwellers have to find their own source of income for daily expenses.
Sometimes they would sell mountain products, and sometimes they would help wealthy families exorcise evil spirits. There were countless ways to make money.
Bian Lang soon spotted a silver shop on the street, went inside, and exchanged twenty low-grade spirit stones for silver.
Paying with spirit stones for meals and hotels is usually quite troublesome.
Just as I came out of the silver shop, I saw Zhu Jianqiang leading a group of people, swaggering down the street with shouts.
Several of the servants had bruises and swelling around their eyes, indicating they had just been beaten.
Bian Lang guessed that the injuries on those people were probably caused by Liu Yi.
Previously, Zhu Jianqiang had repeatedly instructed his servants to tie up Liu Yi, as he wanted to break his vow of celibacy with her.
Clearly, he underestimated Liu Yi's strength. He thought that sending just a few servants would be enough to kidnap Liu Yi.
Mazong Mountain is one of the eighteen strongholds of the Kaoshan Gang, and Liu Yi, as the mountain lord of Mazong Mountain, possesses both strength and status.
Zhu Jianqiang's father might be able to compete with Liu Yi, but Zhu Jianqiang himself is far too overconfident.
"Sister Liu, I heard you're the most beautiful woman in our Backing Mountain Gang. Could you take off your veil and let everyone see you?" Bian Lang hadn't walked more than a few steps in the opposite direction when he heard Zhu Jianqiang's incredibly lewd voice.
"Young Master Zhu, don't go too far." Liu Yi's icy voice followed.
Given Zhu Jianqiang's father's status, Liu Yi certainly wouldn't dare to do anything to Zhu Jianqiang. After all, Liu Yi had helped him before, so she might as well do him a small favor in return.
Zhu Jianqiang led dozens of people to block Liu Yi, which immediately attracted a large number of people to stop and watch.
This kind of bullying is even more entertaining than street magic tricks.
The people all knew Zhu Jianqiang, and naturally they also knew Liu Yi.
Many people are grumbling that Zhu Jianqiang is too ungrateful. Liu Yi is the mountain lord of Mazong Mountain. How can he just ride on someone's head and act wildly just because he is the son of the mountain city's general manager?
"Sister Liu, I've watched you grow up. Now all I want is for you to sleep with me. Is that too much to ask?" Zhu Jianqiang picked his nose with his little finger, looking arrogant.
The people were all laughing.
Those who enjoy watching a spectacle are never afraid of things getting bigger; on the contrary, the bigger the spectacle, the more exciting it becomes.
Liu Yi wasn't angry at all, and chuckled, "Zhu Jianqiang, you dare to treat me like this in public. I'm afraid the ordinary people of Kaoshan City are suffering even more."
These words moved the onlookers, who had often been bullied by Zhu Jianqiang.
Especially for those in business, Zhu Jianqiang would come to their door every few days demanding spirit stones, making their lives extremely difficult.
Those young and pretty girls have to be on edge all the time when they go shopping, because if they're not careful, Zhu Jianqiang will grope their buttocks and breasts, making them dream about those extremely disgusting scenes.
They did hope that Liu Yi could kill Zhu Jianqiang with a single sword strike, but they also knew that even though Liu Yi was the lord of Mazong Mountain, he wouldn't dare to kill the son of the chief steward of Kaoshan City.
Even a single punch could blow this up.
However, if Zhu Jianqiang personally made the first move against Liu Yi, then that would be a different story.
Zhu Jianqiang, who ran rampant in Kaoshan City, was not without his wits. He left the rough and dirty work to his followers and was able to clear his name afterwards.
"Sister Liu, I'm just discussing this with you, aren't I?" Zhu Jianqiang said with a lewd smile.
His gaze was always fixed on Liu Yi's bulging chest, and he would lick his lips from time to time, the sound of him swallowing saliva making Liu Yi even angrier.
Liu Yi had finished her business and was preparing to return to the restaurant to rest. She would set off to return to Mazong Mountain the next morning and was too lazy to argue with Zhu Jianqiang.
Seeing that she was about to leave, Zhu Jianqiang waved his hand, and dozens of servants rushed over and surrounded Liu Yi.
"Sister Liu, just one night, or even just once is fine," Zhu Jianqiang said as he backed away.
When it comes to making a move, he'll definitely have to stay far away; if he accidentally hurts himself, it would be too much of a loss.
I stepped back into the crowd, and there was a woman in her early twenties next to me. She wasn't pretty, but she had a fantastic figure.
Zhu Jianqiang grabbed her and began to grope her body.
The woman had just passed by and couldn't help but stop to watch the excitement, but little did she know that the excitement would soon spread to her.
Her body trembled, tears welled in her eyes, but she gritted her teeth and dared not scream or struggle.
Zhu Jianqiang is only touching her now; if she resists, her life may be in danger.
The onlookers all stepped back, trying to stay as far away from Zhu Jianqiang as possible, and no one stepped forward to stop him.
"Let go of my mother, let go of my mother..." A five or six-year-old boy rushed out of the crowd and started punching and kicking Zhu Jianqiang.
The woman was terrified and quickly scolded, "Rong'er, go home right now."
But the little boy wouldn't listen at all, acting like a mad dog, and even tried to bite Zhu Jianqiang.
"Get the hell out of here!" Zhu Jianqiang kicked him.
Although he wasn't very old, he was a cultivator after all, and he could easily kick away even a strong man weighing two hundred pounds.
The little boy was kicked so hard he flew into the air.
"Rong'er..." The woman fainted from anxiety upon seeing this.
Liu Yi was about to fly away when she realized that she was about to leap to save the little boy when she saw a familiar figure rise from the ground and bring the little boy back to the ground.
That person was Bian Lang.
"Strong Pig, you're so impressive!" Bian Lang secretly channeled his inner energy into the little boy.
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