"Old Liu, why is this spiritual rice so expensive again? Two spiritual stones per pound, why don't you go and grab some?" Just in the quiet market, a voice broke the silence.
Li Shiming looked in the direction of the sound, which was two stalls away.
Hearing Lingmi's call, he moved closer, but not too close, stopping five meters away.
The other monks who came to watch the fun were similar to him, standing and watching from a distance, and no monk came close.
Some monks heard the quarrel and turned around to move away.
Li Shiming could see clearly that the vertical sign on the wooden table of the stall had the word "Liu" written on it.
"Spiritual plant seeds!" His eyes lit up when he saw the items for sale on the table.
He only had one kind of spiritual plant seed in his hand, which was spiritual rice. Simply planting spiritual rice could provide himself with enough spiritual rice.
The space in the computer room is extremely limited, and currently all the remaining space is used to grow spiritual rice. If there were more valuable spiritual plants, the profits could be increased to a greater extent.
However, there was a monk negotiating with the stall owner at that moment, so it was not convenient for him to go forward.
"Go and grab it. This is the price of the spiritual rice. Take it or not!" said the cultivator called Lao Liu with a slightly raised eyebrow.
"Didn't you pay one and a half spirit stones per pound a few days ago?" The cultivator standing in front of the stall just complained a few words. Spiritual rice is a necessity that must be purchased.
He also understood that this market was the only one nearby, and the only family that could produce magical rice was the Liu family, where Old Liu in front of him lived.
"The price of two spirit stones is only possible if we kill the spirit plant insect swarm in time. Otherwise, let alone two spirit stones, it would be a problem whether we could have extra spirit rice to sell!" Old Liu said helplessly when he mentioned the price.
Don’t think that the spirit plant husband makes a lot of money. As long as you buy spirit seeds and have a spirit field, you can sow them.
But in fact, there are many troubles with spiritual plants, which Li Shiming has also seen in "The Basics of Spiritual Plants" and Shi Ximing's practice notes.
Spiritual fields are extremely attractive to spiritual insects that are interested in spiritual rice. Some of them can even drill through the soil, pass through the defensive magic circle, and enter the spiritual fields to cause damage.
Most of the independent cultivator families do not have powerful defensive formations, so the dangers posed by spiritual insects are greater.
Especially when encountering a spiritual plant insect swarm. The so-called spiritual plant insect swarm is when a certain kind of spiritual insect reproduces in large numbers and then launches a large-scale attack on the spiritual field.
Under normal circumstances, spirit insects would sneak in and cause destruction secretly, so the destructiveness would be relatively minor.
The spiritual plant insect tide is different. Countless spiritual insects attack the spiritual fields recklessly. If the defense is proper, only some spiritual plants will be lost. If there is a problem with the defense, the spiritual plants and even the spiritual fields will be destroyed.
Of course, Li Shiming did not have any such trouble when growing spiritual rice in the computer room.
"Give me ten pounds!" The monk hesitated for a moment, took out a cloth bag from his waist, and poured out twenty spirit stones.
Judging from the painful look on the monk's face, it seems that he does not have enough spirit stones.
Li Shiming discovered that the monk did not take out the spirit stones from the storage bag, but an ordinary cloth bag.
Sure enough, the monk took the ten kilograms of spiritual rice from Lao Liu, held it in his hand and left.
"Is this your first time here, fellow Daoist? I, Old Liu, am known for being fair and honest in the Zhongdu Market. The spiritual rice I sell is the best within a thousand miles!!" Old Liu looked at Li Shiming and introduced him with a smile.
"Old Liu, you're not the only one selling magical rice within a thousand miles!" said the stall owner not far away.
For a moment, all the monks who knew Lao Liu burst into laughter.
As the monks laughed, Li Shiming felt that these monks were not much different from ordinary people in terms of transactions.
"Fellow Daoist Liu, what kind of spiritual seeds do you have here?" Li Shiming asked in a low voice.
Old Liu looked Li Shiming up and down, and was surprised that Li Shiming wanted to buy spiritual seeds.
You have to know that spiritual seeds need spiritual planters to plant. Just as the stall owner said before, there is a large area nearby where only the Liu family has spiritual planters and spiritual fields available for planting.
The spiritual seeds displayed on his stall were just for show.
Otherwise, there would be only one kind of magical rice on the stall, which would be really ugly.
"I have green spirit grass seeds here. Green spirit grass is the favorite food of herbivorous spirit beasts. These are the seeds of wild ginseng, and these are the seeds of trifoliate orchid!" Although Lao Liu was surprised, he still pointed at the seeds on the table and said.
Li Shiming couldn't help but shook his head. The green spiritual grass was not as good as the spiritual rice. As for the ginseng and trifoliate orchid, only the ginseng was the spiritual medicine for which he had mastered the spiritual planting method.
The problem is that if he really wants to cultivate ginseng, who should he sell it to?
The market in front of him was very small. Although he did not visit it completely, he had a general idea of the items sold here.
The six stalls with tables are fixed stalls, and the rest of the stalls are where the monks take out their unused items to sell.
Maybe it is not cost-effective to sell these items in fixed stalls, or maybe fixed stalls do not accept these items.
Anyway, there are very few types of items that can be sold and purchased in this market, so Li Shiming doesn't want to buy any more ginseng seeds and spend effort to research a planting method. If they are not easy to sell, it will also affect the planting of spiritual rice.
He originally thought that there would be higher-grade medicinal seeds here, but when he got here he realized that he was overthinking it.
"I wonder if Brother Liu accepts spiritual rice?" Li Shiming thought for a moment and asked.
Since he is not buying seeds, he can sell some spiritual rice, and he will have more spiritual stones to buy other things.
"Of course I accept spiritual rice here. One spiritual stone for one pound. You can take as much as you want!" Old Liu replied in a low voice.
Li Shiming didn't say anything, just looked at Lao Liu.
Old Liu's face turned slightly red as he thought of the buyer's loud shouting just now, which seemed to have been heard by the person in front of him.
"Fellow Daoist, you may not know that the cost of purchasing this spiritual rice from afar is just one spiritual stone per pound. I didn't bargain for it at all!" Old Liu spread his hands and explained.
"One hundred kilograms of spiritual rice, one hundred and twenty spiritual stones, trade now!" Li Shiming said softly.
"You've already said it, fellow Taoist. I'm giving you this face. If you have spiritual rice in the future, remember me, Old Liu!" Old Liu did not insist. He still made a profit at this price. He was also worried that if Li Shiming set up a stall, the price of the spiritual rice might be pushed down.
Li Shiming touched his waist and found a cloth bag. He placed the bag on the wooden table.
Old Liu opened the cloth bag and a stream of spiritual power flowed into it. As he was good at his craft, he quickly checked the quality of the spiritual rice and the smile on his face grew even wider.
"Here are 120 spirit stones, please keep them!" He took out a small bag of spirit stones and placed it on the table.
Although Li Shiming did not have Lao Liu's means, he could tell the authenticity of the spirit stone just by touching it. He swept his hand through the small bag, nodded, and put the bag away.
The transaction between the two was very quick, but even so, it was seen by several monks.