Chapter 374 Song Bozheng's Hut
"It's okay! Have you been to Longshan Port? There is a free trade market there, and there are more people there! But the things there are expensive, and many of them are big businesses, because we have to pay stall fees and so on, so we don't like to go there... But the team leader and Huadao like to go there to purchase some raw materials, pills, talismans and so on. It's quite cost-effective if you buy a lot! But for individual people like us who buy less, it's cheaper to come here!"
As Guan Tang Bao said this, he walked through the "gate" of Chang'an City as usual and walked in with a group of night cats.
After walking a few steps, they turned and entered an alley.
As the population of Chang'an City grew, the land purchased by NPCs from the City Lord's Mansion was increasingly distributed around the houses that had already been built. The weapon repair NPC that Guan Tangbao mentioned lived in a relatively tall but somewhat narrow single-family house.
The small house was squeezed between two spacious houses on the left and right, and looked a bit pitiful, but it had five floors, so the space was probably not small.
Guan Tangbao was obviously very familiar with the place. As soon as he saw the house, he took a few quick steps forward and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
The sound coming from behind the door was a little vague, as if it was very close, and it also sounded a little distorted, which was very strange.
Guan Tang Bao hurriedly shouted at the door: "Master Song! Master Song! Are you there? I'm Guan Tang Bao! I'm from Wuwang City!"
"Hold on!"
Just as Master Song finished his words, there was a loud thud, as if something had fallen from a great height, accompanied by a gasp and a soft cry of pain.
However, perhaps because the owner of the voice was more concerned about his reputation, the strange cry of pain stopped abruptly the moment it was heard by Guan Tangbao and a group of night owls.
Another minute or two passed before the door was opened.
The person who opened the door was a relatively young male cultivator, but his clothing was very strange. He was wearing shorts that only reached his knees and a round-necked T-shirt. If he hadn't had his hair in a bun, all the night owls would have thought he was a gamer!
No—it even feels like returning to the real world!
A group of night owls looked at this "Master Song" in a trance.
Guan Tang Bao seemed to have gotten used to it, and greeted the male cultivator happily: "Master Song! Long time no see! My relative wants to customize an alchemy furnace, so I recommended him to you! Look, it's him, his name is [Yituo Night Cat]!"
"Oh, thank you, thank you. It just so happens that I have some free time recently! [A bunch of night owls], right? My name is Song Bozheng, nice to meet you, nice to meet you - is that right? Haha, I have been learning the language of flowers for a long time, and I think I speak it pretty well!"
After hearing what Song Bozheng said, the group of night owls finally realized that the other party had been speaking in the language of flowers!
He was even a little stunned in surprise. When Song Bozheng extended his hand to shake hands, he hurriedly stretched out both hands to shake hands, and said helplessly: "Hello, big brother! My nickname is Lao Maozi, you can just call me Lao Maozi!"
"Hahaha, you're not old!" Song Bozheng was overjoyed when he heard the nickname of a bunch of night owls, and said, "You Taiyin Sect disciples are all young! I guess you're only in your twenties or thirties, but I'm over two hundred years old!"
The night owls were so surprised that they didn't know what to say, and they subconsciously exclaimed: "Great, that's amazing!"
"Hahaha, come on, come on, you guys come in first, my room is a bit messy, let's go to the top floor to talk!"
As Song Bozheng was speaking, he led the two of them into the house.
The house was just as he said, a mess. As soon as he entered the door, he saw all kinds of wood piled up in the open space at the door. Inside was a huge high-ceilinged hall, which seemed to lead directly to the fifth floor of the entire small building. On the floor of this high-ceilinged hall, there were many strange things scattered around, some of which looked like knives and swords, and some things that looked like square tripods, probably all of which were custom-made by others. But the strangest thing was a huge "lotus platform".
It is flat in shape, surrounded by a circle of pink lotus petals, with a turquoise surface in the middle. It looks like it has a soft satin luster and seems to be made of cloth, or wrapped in some cloth.
'Is this a sofa?'
A bunch of night owls were secretly guessing, but Guan Tang Bao simply asked out loud -
"Master Song! What is that thing that looks like a giant lotus?"
Song Bozheng followed the two people's line of sight and explained, "That? It's a spiritual device customized by a Taiyin Sect disciple. She called it a 'flying device' or a 'flying machine', and said it was meant to imitate something like 'Guanyin Bodhisattva'. I just made it and haven't had time to notify her to come and pick it up yet!"
"It's so outrageous, but there's a hint of rationality in it..."
Guan Tang Bao had a complicated expression and couldn't help asking, "Well, I want one too. How much does it cost?"
Song Bozheng recalled and said, "Her request is more complicated. She must make the table top into a sponge pad. I spent a lot of money to buy the sponge from the Quanxian tribe! The cost is high! I sold it to her for more than a thousand yuan! But if you want it, I will sell it to you for eight hundred yuan, provided that you find a way to find the sponge yourself. If you don't want the sponge pad, it can be even cheaper!"
"hiss--"
Not only did the night owls gasp when they heard the price, but even Guan Tangbao, who was always well-off, felt a toothache.
Although the exchange rate of Lingshi or Taiyin banknotes for RMB fluctuates and is not very stable, there are at least dozens of them. Even at the friendly price of 800 yuan given by Song Bozheng, it would be over 10,000 RMB when converted into RMB!
Of course, if you are really rich, spending tens of thousands of dollars to buy equipment in the game is nothing, but Guan Tangbao is just a wealthy man, not a rich man. Even if he can afford it, he will feel very distressed. He can only drool in his heart and reluctantly refuse three times: "No, no, no, it's too expensive, I can't afford it! I'll talk about it when I have money in the future!"
"You are a weapon cultivator yourself. When you have a high level of cultivation and extensive knowledge, you can refine it yourself!"
Song Bozheng was aware of her economic level and didn't expect her to buy any, so he just comforted her casually, then jumped lightly on the ground and flew up, stunning the bunch of night owls nearby.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, Baozi knows, you just need to mobilize your spiritual power and jump. I have designed a formation on the ground that can send you up directly!"
Song Bozheng's voice came from above their heads, a little distorted. The night owl finally understood why the voice he heard before had that timbre.
Guan Tang Bao turned around and introduced it to the group of night cats with a smile: "Yes! This one is super fun! You should have already drawn the energy into your body, right? Just use the spiritual power outwards and imagine hitting yourself with the spiritual power!"
However, the night owl scratched his head awkwardly: "Well, I...actually...haven't drawn the Qi into my body yet..."
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