I'm just a swineherd, not a beastmaster.

After playing with it for a while, Yuan Feng put the small magic circle down.

I have the will but not the money.

Zhou Wen, who was standing by, noticed Yuan Feng's financial difficulties and said, "Brother, is it a spirit stone? I'll lend it to you first."

As he searched around, he pulled out a spirit stone from the gap between his clothes.

Yuan Feng looked at Zhou Wen in surprise.

I didn't expect this chatterbox to be so loyal, but he's a little blind.

The vendor wrote on the sign: Temperature control array, twenty spirit stones.

Zhou Wen only had one spirit stone, and he still needed nineteen spirit stones.

"It seems that this spiritual stone of yours is not enough?" Yuan Feng pointed at the sign.

"That's enough." Yuan Feng said confidently, "This sign is to deceive casual cultivators passing by. It's a temperature control array. It's not very useful and not worth much money. One spirit stone is enough."

"Is that so?" Yuan Feng looked at the stall owner.

The stall owner smiled awkwardly and said, "When doing business, you always have to bargain. Your words of 'cheating' are too harsh."

He is also a profiteer. Yuan Feng underestimated this market.

He thought that this market was located at the foot of a large sect and sold noble items, so it would be different from ordinary markets.

It now seems that all crows are black, and there is no businessman who is not dishonest.

"Tell me the truth, how many spirit stones does this magic formation cost?" Yuan Feng asked seriously.

"You two are also immortal masters on the mountain. I often sell here. I see you everywhere. I'll give you the market price. Take it for ten spirit stones."

This is completely different from Zhou Wen’s estimate. He talks about the market price but actually has a very evil heart.

Yuan Feng glanced at Zhou Wen, thinking that since he was a local, he would be better at bargaining.

When Zhou Wen was looked at like this, he felt that his senior brother wanted him to show off, and he immediately gained courage.

"Ten spirit stones, you think we are your scapegoats? A few days ago, I saw you only charge one spirit stone for every one you sold!"

"How could it be the same a few days ago?" The stall owner was obviously a seasoned man, and he made up an excuse, "Good things have different prices at different times."

Yuan Feng couldn't stand it anymore and joined the bargaining battle: "I've only heard of vegetable vendors talking about the current price. Your stuff won't go bad or get damp. It's like a lump of stone. It won't go bad no matter how long you keep it. Why are you talking about the current price?"

“This…” The stall owner hadn’t seen anyone so reasonable in bargaining for a long time, so he could only start boasting, “What kind of stone lump? The material of my magic circle is natural lapis lazuli, a good thing worth three ounces of gold for one ounce of stone. Look at the pattern, there is no flaw at all. It can run for a hundred years without the temperature changing…”

"Don't say so much. It's just one or two taels. Since you were willing to sell it a few days ago, you must have made a profit. If not, I'll leave and I don't want the things anymore."

Yuan Feng didn't waste any time and used the ultimate bargaining weapon: leave if the price is not lowered.

"Okay, okay, okay, let me take the loss. Today is the first day of business, so let's consider it as a friendship."

The sellers all said they were losing money, but Yuan Feng just ignored them.

"Here, the spirit stone." After the deal was done, Zhou Wen reached out to hand over the spirit stone.

But he was stopped by Yuan Feng. They had only known each other for a short time and he was about to leave. They might not meet again in the future. Yuan Feng could not let others pay.

"Please keep the spiritual stones. I don't need your spiritual stones."

"Brother, it's okay. You can pay me back when you get your salary."

Where does Yuan Feng get his salary? He is just an independent cultivator, but no one pays him a salary.

"If they say they don't want your spiritual stones, then they don't want them. Don't waste your time." Yuan Feng turned to look at the stall owner with a sunny smile, "Do you accept barter?"

He didn't dare to say that for twenty spirit stones, but he dared to try it for one spirit stone.

After all, the foundation-building pills he refined were pretty good. He didn't understand the market conditions outside, but he could definitely sell one pill for one spirit stone.

"Barter?" The stall owner raised his eyebrows. "So you don't have any spirit stones? Are you kidding me? I'm still bartering with you. I'm worried that I can't sell all these things. Are you going to exchange them for more inventory? Go away. If you don't want to buy, don't block my business."

"I have a good thing, you won't suffer any loss if you exchange it." Yuan Feng tried.

"Hey..." the stall owner pointed out unhappily, "Over there they collect magic tools, over there they collect spirit beasts, over there they collect elixirs, and over there they collect junk. If you want to sell something, go find them. Don't come to a small vendor like me. I can't afford it."

Yuan Feng turned around and saw that there was actually a stall that recycled medicinal pills. Isn’t that just perfect?

"Walk."

"Leave?" Zhou Wen was stunned, "Brother, what are you going to sell?"

Yuan Feng didn't answer and walked straight to the stall selling pills.

The stall owner who was buying pills said with a professional fake smile: "Sir, are you selling pills? I will buy them at a high price, much higher than other places."

The high price was just a lie from the businessman, Yuan Feng didn't care: "Will you take the Foundation Establishment Pill?"

"Foundation Building Pills? Oh... Foundation Building Pills are common goods. Any ordinary second-grade alchemist can make them. If you want to sell them, you can make a large quantity and the price won't be high."

This stumped Yuan Feng. His method of refining the Foundation Establishment Pill could not be mass-produced. The best he could do was to refine one pill a day.

If he refines one more, he won’t be able to bear it.

"I only have one."

"If it's one, it depends on its quality. If it's good, I can give you a few hundred taels of silver."

Yuan Feng didn't want silver, he wanted spirit stones. If he could only exchange them for a few hundred taels, there would be no need to exchange them, but he still took them out.

Let someone give you an estimate so that you can have an idea of ​​the value of your medicine.

"This one, look."

Yuan Feng took out a cloth bag from his storage bag, and the Foundation Establishment Pill was inside.

"Sir, this is a treasure. It's a broken foundation-building pill, and it's wrapped in cloth."

The stall owner's tone was full of sarcasm. On the one hand, he was trying to lower the price, but on the other hand, he really looked down on others.

But when he opened the rags, his expression froze.

“Extremely…Extremely…Top-grade foundation-building pill?!”

Yuan Feng took in the change in the other party's expression and realized at once that the value of his foundation-building pill should be more than a hundred taels of silver.

"Hey, this is a top-grade foundation-building pill. My guest is also good-tempered. If you are not afraid that the medicinal effect will dissipate, just wrap it in a rag. If there is no ebony box, a peach wood box will also do."

Yuan Feng also needs to know about ebony boxes and peach wood boxes.

He started to learn alchemy lately, and his techniques and recipes were all pieced together. Without any systematic guidance from a teacher, it was already good enough for him to make the pills. How could he have the ability to study and preserve them?

However, the stall owner seems to be an expert. I can go back and cut down a peach tree and make a box to try out the preservation effect.

"Boss, don't just stare at me. Tell me how much you're willing to charge."

"Top-grade foundation-building pills! I take back what I said just now. Where did you get this top-grade foundation-building pill?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"I don't have any other intentions. I just want to get to know the master alchemist who made this top-grade foundation-building pill."

There's no need to get to know him. Yuan Feng doesn't come here often, so I have no intention of continuing to deal with him.

"This, I picked it up on the road."

"Picked it up?!"

The stall owner's eyes were filled with jealousy...Why don't I have such luck?

But he soon realized that this was not something he picked up. If he could pick up a top-grade foundation-building pill on the road, it would be even more unlikely than being hit by a star from the sky.

The other party must be unwilling to disclose it, and the stall owner didn't feel comfortable asking more questions.

"This is a top-grade foundation-building pill, its medicinal properties are almost perfect, I can give you this price." As he spoke, the stall owner made a number one gesture.

"One spirit stone?" This was somewhat inconsistent with the other party's reaction. Yuan Feng was not very satisfied.

"Sir, you are joking. It's one hundred spirit stones."

"How much?!" Yuan Feng was overly satisfied.