Starting from the scattered cultivator family, daily intelligence

Chapter 117. My neck feels a little cold.
"Humph~"

When Cangmu Daoren saw Mu Yunsheng bow and greet him, he let out an angry snort, his aged face filled with rage, and turned his head to look elsewhere.

"What's wrong with Senior Cangmu?" Mu Yunsheng asked Zhao Meiyu with a questioning look in his eyes.

The marriage between him and Zhao Meiyu had already been arranged by Cangmu Daoren with Mu Qinghu and Mu Kehua, and he hadn't even taken back the secret Tiger Yang Strengthening Spirit Wine.

If Cangmu Daoren was angry, he would have already gotten over the fact that Zhao Meiyu was with him back then.

"Brother Yunsheng, Master is fine, he's just angry with Meiyu these past few days." Zhao Meiyu shook her head slightly and said, then looked at Cangmu Daoist who was standing to the side, before turning to Mu Yunsheng and asking.

"Brother Yunsheng, which stall on South Street did you and Lianyue rent? I was thinking of asking Master to come and help out, but I didn't expect you to have already finished up."

She had previously arrived at the South Street of Qihefang City with Mu Yunsheng and Bi Lianyue, and then left to find Cangmu Daoren, not only because she wanted to see him.

He was indeed thinking of bringing in Cangmu Daoren, who had been setting up a stall in South Street for a long time, to help Mu Yunsheng find a place to rent a stall in South Street to sell spiritual food.

To prevent Mu Yun Sheng from suffering some unknown losses.

"Hmph~" Upon hearing the latter part of Zhao Meiyu's words, Cangmu Daoren let out another soft snort and glanced sideways at Mu Yunsheng.

"Stall number seven, located at the front of South Street, occupies an area of ​​more than ten feet in diameter, which is just right for us to sell spiritual food."

Mu Yunsheng replied with a smile, took out the rental contract for stall number 7 on South Street, and handed it to Zhao Meiyu.

"What! A Class A stall!"

"Mu family brat, are you crazy? Do you even know that the Class A stall on South Street costs five low-grade spirit stones a day? How many days have you rented it?"

Before Zhao Meiyu could even take the contract, the old Taoist Cangmu was already shocked. He exclaimed in disbelief, his face contorted with anger.

With a swift movement, he took the lease agreement from Mu Yunsheng's hand and looked at the lease period specified on it.

"Ten days, fifty low-grade spirit stones." Daoist Cangmu stared blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

"Stall number seven? Brother Yunsheng, is that the empty stall under the weeping willow tree we passed when we entered South Street?"

Zhao Meiyu, with her spirited eyes, pondered for a moment before asking Mu Yunsheng.

Compared to the astonishment of Cangmu Daoren, she felt little excitement at the prospect of renting a stall in Nanjing for five low-grade spirit stones a day from Mu Yunsheng.

The four women had earned several low-grade spirit stones from helping Mu Yunsheng sell spirit food during this period.

Moreover, he witnessed Mu Yunsheng's extravagant purchase of the Xuanhuang Liujia Yibing Formation, a first-tier mid-grade magic array, worth two thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Among the four women, Bi Lianyue received the most spirit stones. Mu Yunsheng was in a predicament where he didn't have many spirit stones to use, and he didn't accept the spirit stones that the four women offered.

However, Shui Lin'er and her three daughters also divided Mu Yunsheng among themselves, and Xiaoyu, as part of their dowry, donated the spirit stones to the Mu family.

“It really is that empty berth.”

Bi Lianyue nodded and opened the panoramic map of the South Street stalls she had obtained from the South Street Stall Rental Office, and found the No. 7 stall rented by Mu Yunsheng.

Mu Yunsheng glanced at the panoramic map of the South Street stalls that Bi Lianyue had opened, and the image of stall number Jia No. 7 that they had passed earlier immediately came to mind.

The environment, location, and size of the area occupied.

The cultivation of cultivators is a process of continuous transformation and improvement. Although Mu Yunsheng and his companions cannot remember everything they see, they can still easily remember things they have seen in a short time.

“Alright, in that case, let’s go to stall number seven now and set up our stall selling spiritual food.” Mu Yunsheng said with a smile on his handsome face.

"Yes, Brother Yun Sheng." Bi Lian Yue and Zhao Mei Yu smiled as they answered Mu Yun Sheng's words.

Her bright, cheerful eyes were filled with joy and anticipation for the upcoming opening of the Spirit Food Stall.

"Senior Cangmu, would you like to come along?" Mu Yunsheng bowed to Daoist Cangmu and asked.

"Young man from the Mu family, are you really going to rent a stall with the 'A' designation on South Street? With five low-grade spirit stones a day for rent, can you even make a profit from the spirit food you sell?"

Daoist Cangmu looked at Mu Yunsheng with shock and anger, shaking the lease agreement in his hand and speaking angrily and urgently. Without waiting for Mu Yunsheng's reply, he continued in his anxious words.

“Young Mu, you only need to rent a Class C stall to sell spiritual food. There’s no need to rent a Class A stall. There aren’t actually that many cultivators coming to South Street to consume.”

"It's always the same old faces coming and going. They don't buy any spiritual items; they just stroll around South Street and don't eat any spiritual food."

"Let's go! Let's go! Let's go back to the South Street stall rental office and see if we can change your rental agreement for stall number 7 to that for stall number 9."

"I can accept losing some spirit stones. I've been running a stall on South Street for many years and have some connections with some cultivators in the General Affairs Building. See if I can make some changes for you."

After saying that, Daoist Cangmu grabbed Mu Yunsheng's hand and led him to walk out of the South Street Stall Rental Office, which was not far behind them.

His aged face was full of worry and anxiety, like an elder who saw his junior being wronged and hurriedly wanted to make amends. He no longer felt any anger or resentment towards Mu Yunsheng.

"Senior Cangmu, please don't be impatient. Yun Sheng has thought this through carefully before deciding to rent stall number seven in Xiajia," Mu Yun Sheng said with a smile, pulling Cangmu Daoist back without moving and taking the rental contract from his hand.

"Young Master Mu, are you serious? You sell spiritual food, do you really need to rent a stall in the South Street?" The old Daoist Cangmu stared blankly at Mu Yunsheng, still asking in disbelief.

"Yun Sheng would never deceive Senior Cang Mu," Mu Yun Sheng nodded affirmatively.

Unlike cultivators who sell spiritual materials and herbs, he doesn't simply rent a stall and sell his spiritual items.

Without going into too much detail, at least one or two tables should be set up for cultivators to eat spiritual food; this is necessary.

So when Xiong Shi mentioned that the Class A stall on South Street occupied an area of ​​over ten feet, Mu Yun Sheng had already decided to rent the Class A stall.

If there were any larger stalls on South Street, he would rent them even more. Unfortunately, the stall with an area of ​​more than ten feet was already the largest stall on South Street.

If he were to rent a shop further up, he could only choose a shop in Qihefang Market, but Mu Yunsheng did not have the spirit stones to afford to rent a shop.

"Alright, Master, Brother Yun Sheng has his own arrangements, so you don't need to worry too much. Besides, Brother Yun Sheng's spiritual dishes sell very well in the Jade Void Spiritual Field." "It won't be a loss for the rent of the stall at No. 1, South Street, which costs five low-grade spirit stones per day." Zhao Meiyu approached Daoist Cangmu and said.

Cangmu Daoren looked at Mu Yunsheng's young and handsome face, then at Zhao Meiyu and Bi Lianyue, who were equally young and beautiful, and whose faces were full of trust in Mu Yunsheng.

"Well, it's true that I've been meddling too much. It's time for you young folks to go out and explore on your own."

A smile appeared on the aged face of Daoist Cangmu, and he said with a sigh, then looked at Mu Yunsheng and continued.

"Take Meiyu and Bijia's girl with you. If anything happens, have Meiyu come to me. I've been hanging around South Street for many years, and many of the fellow Daoists who set up stalls there will still give this old Daoist a little face."

"Yes, thank you, Senior Cangmu." Mu Yunsheng bowed to Daoist Cangmu, and then, together with Bi Lianyue and Zhao Meiyu, who also bowed to Daoist Cangmu and took their leave, they turned and departed.

As the three figures departed, a gentle breeze blew by, stirring the newly sprouted green leaves along the roadside and causing the withered leaves to slowly fall.

More than an hour later, at stall number 7, Jia, South Street.

Beneath the verdant weeping willows, two square tables seating four people are set up, and behind the two square tables is a stove with a white cutting board attached.

On either side of the stove, there was a stone mill and a cabinet for holding dishes.

It can be said that the area of ​​stall number 7, which is more than ten feet in diameter, has been utilized to the fullest extent, but it does not feel crowded.

"Click-clack-clack-clack" Mu Yunsheng carefully placed the stone mill next to the stove, reached out and turned it for a while, listening to the sound of the stone mill turning empty, to determine if there was any problem.

"Bang! Bang!..." Zhao Meiyu reached out and pressed the four-person square table and its matching wooden chairs, checking them one by one to see if there were any problems.

These two square tables for four people, along with the matching wooden chairs, were made by ordinary craftsmen from the Shepherd family using rare woods that are only used by royalty in the secular world.

"The Jade Heart Lotus Spirit can help cultivators cultivate and comprehend spells. It costs five low-grade spirit stones."

"The White Spirit Wonderful Robe can help with... six low-grade spirit stones."

"Dragon Tooth Water Yuan Prefecture,..."

Bi Lianyue bent down and saw that on the wooden tablets on the stove, each about the width of a palm and seven inches long, she had written beautiful and powerful characters. These were the food tablets.

It specifies the various spiritual dishes that Mu Yun Sheng can currently prepare, their wonderful uses, and their prices, making it convenient for cultivators who want to consume spiritual dishes to order them.

"Brother Yun Sheng, is it the Grade C Bitter Spirit Qi-Returning Noodles or one serving of six catties of Bitter Spirit Wheat?" Bi Lian Yue finished writing the menu, looked up at Mu Yun Sheng, and asked.

"No, the price is one low-grade spirit stone." Mu Yunsheng pondered for a moment, then shook his head and replied, "Grade C Bitter Spirit Qi-Returning Noodles are only sold in the Jade Void Spirit Field for six catties of Bitter Spirit Wheat per serving."

That's because that's the only price they can sell for. Even so, Mu Yun Sheng was still fleeced by Yun Fu Hou for several days.

Currently, in the South Street of Qihefang Market, if the grade C bitter spirit noodles are also sold, they are priced at six catties of bitter spirit wheat per serving.

After a moment's thought, Mu Yunsheng realized that many cultivators would also choose to consume Grade C Bitter Spirit Qi-Replenishing Noodles.

While this method allows grade C quality bitter spirit food to regain its energy and be sold more easily without incurring a loss, it makes it difficult to sell other spirit foods.

Especially those B-grade Bitter Spirit Qi-Returning Noodles, which cost three low-grade spirit stones per serving, will be even harder to sell.

Therefore, raising the price of Grade C Bitter Spirit Qi-Returning Noodles is not actually for the purpose of earning spirit stones from selling Grade C Bitter Spirit Qi-Returning Noodles, but rather a comprehensive consideration for all spirit dishes that are sold.

Even as he pondered this, Mu Yunsheng felt a chill on his neck.

"Okay, Brother Yunsheng."

Bi Lianyue smiled and nodded in reply. She also felt that it was extremely inappropriate to sell six catties of bitter spirit wheat in one serving of the grade C bitter spirit noodles made by Mu Yunsheng in the South Street of Qihefang Market.

"The price of Lianyue, Meiyu, and Grade C Bitter Spirit Qi-Returning Noodles has been increased to one low-grade spirit stone per serving, simply to better sell other spiritual dishes."

"If you encounter cultivators who used to buy grade C bitter spirit energy-returning noodles, do not argue with them. They will pay six catties of bitter spirit wheat per serving, so just let them pay."

"Even with six catties of bitter wheat per portion, we still make a profit, understand?"

Seeing the smile on Bi Lianyue's face, Mu Yunsheng quickly added.

"Yes, Brother Yun Sheng, we understand." Bi Lian Yue and Zhao Mei Yu looked puzzled, but seeing Mu Yun Sheng's tense and serious expression, they nodded in agreement.

"Brother Yun Sheng, when will we start selling spirit food? Is the stall for selling spirit food already set up?"

After nodding in response, Bi Lianyue asked Mu Yunsheng expectantly, while Zhao Meiyu, standing to the side, also looked at Mu Yunsheng with her spirited eyes full of anticipation.

Both women wore excited and joyful smiles on their beautiful faces, celebrating the opening of the spirit food stall.

Seeing the smiles on the two women's faces, Mu Yun Sheng felt a surge of joy in his heart as well. This could be considered his first step in building his empire.

However, looking at the sky above Qihefang City, which was already darkening with the approach of dusk, and the sparse number of cultivators coming and going in the South Street, one could see that the situation was quite different.

"We will officially begin selling spiritual food in seven days," Mu Yunsheng replied with a smile.

"Brother Yunsheng, why do we have to wait seven days before we start selling spirit food? If we do that, won't the spirit stones we spent renting stall number seven for the past few days be wasted? Thirty-five low-grade spirit stones."

Upon hearing Mu Yunsheng's words, Zhao Meiyu's beautiful and spirited face lost its smile, and she anxiously inquired.

"Brother Yun Sheng, have you been busy these past few days? Although it's a bit late today, we can still sell spiritual food."

"Brother Yun Sheng, you stay at the stall. Mei Yu and I will go to South Street to see if any cultivators want to eat spiritual food." Bi Lian Yue's smile also disappeared as she asked Mu Yun Sheng.

"I do have something to do in the next seven days and need to leave Qihefang City."

Mu Yunsheng nodded in reply. He explained that besides opening a stall selling spiritual cuisine, he also came to Qihe Market to return to Yuqian Mountain and follow Zhu Daochang in cultivating the art of spiritual cooking.

Calculating the time, it was time for him to go to Lanxing Academy every month to follow Zhu Daochang and practice the art of culinary arts.

(End of this chapter)