The First Academy in the Cultivation World

But the business was surprisingly good, and a lot of goods were sold. Ling Yan'er had quite a few copper coins in her basket.

Dongfang Zichu looked at the contents of the storage bag and said, "If there are still so many people buying tomorrow, then we should be able to sell out."

While the two were talking, another person came over and asked, "Excuse me, do you still have that notebook?"

Because the items on the stall are clearly visible, there are no notebooks.

"Dongfang Zichu, do you still have that notebook?" Ling Yan'er asked Dongfang Zichu.

Dongfang Zichu took out another pile of notebooks from his storage ring and said, "There are still a few."

Ling Yan'er looked at the no less than twenty notebooks and felt embarrassed. How many more were there?

The man took out a notebook, opened it, looked through it, picked out ten, and gave twenty coppers.

Ling Yan'er's notebooks all look similar and are the same thickness, except for the pictures on the cover. If they were to be sold, they would only cost a few dollars in modern times.

Ling Yan'er looked at the notebook. In ancient times, the paper of this notebook was not thick enough. One had to put a layer of paper underneath when writing, otherwise the ink would seep through the layer underneath.

Ling Yan'er remembered that she had not reminded the buyers. She felt guilty for a moment, but then she became justified. After all, they should have known it when they wrote one.

She didn't know if they would get used to this paper with horizontal lines. She remembered that the order of ancient characters should be vertical, from right to left.

The raffle and postcard items all fit in with the ancient background, and are all watercolor and ink paintings. I don’t know why this notebook is a lined notebook. Is it for her to keep for her own use?

Although she did keep two for herself.

After a while, two more people came and bought the notebook. When someone came again to ask about the notebook, this time it was really sold out.

Ling Yan'er asked Dongfang Zichu to grab a pillow and hold it to support her chin. She said, "It seems like we sold our notebooks at a low price."

The old man next door selling candy figurines said, "Girl, you don't know how precious paper is. The fine white paper in your notebook would cost two or three cents a piece elsewhere."

"Is white paper so expensive?" Ling Yan'er asked.

The old man nodded and said, "How can we say that supporting a scholar costs money? Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all cheap."

Among Ling Yan'er's ten coppers were brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone. The brush was an ordinary writing brush, and the only different one was a wolf-hair brush, both of which Ling Yan'er kept because of the different names.

The same goes for ink. There is nothing special about the inkstone. There is only one, and it appears 55 times!

Really, when Ling Yan'er was sorting, she felt that her score of ten copper coins was quite expensive, but from what the old man said, it seemed that she had sold it cheaply.

It’s cheap, so what? She doesn’t have much anyway, so just consider it as a charity.

"That's true. Even if one or two pieces don't seem expensive, more than that will be expensive." Ling Yan'er said, "Reading and writing are necessary every day, and they're not cheap."

"Yes," the old man sighed, "If you don't have a little money, you won't dare send your children to school."

"Yes, yes." Ling Yan'er felt that her fees were indeed very low. She only collected a few spirit stones in a semester. It was simply helping the poor!

But the school really needs more talents. She doesn't want to be alone in the school, so the tuition fees cannot be too expensive, otherwise no one will come.

After sighing for a few words, the two continued to do business. When it was dinner time, Ling Yan'er was hungry, so she packed up her stall and left.

The carriage they had rented earlier was already waiting at the entrance of the alley. Ling Yan'er got in the carriage and went back with Ning Wushuang. After Ling Yan'er had dinner, Ning Wushuang came to Ling Yan'er's yard and said, "Let me see what other good things you have."

After Ling Yan'er let her in, she asked Dongfang Zichu to dump all the things on the bed.

Then he said to Ning Wushuang: "Take a look at what you want and pick it first."

These things seemed to be more valuable than the two coppers before, but Ning Wushuang took a look and found that there were not many of them she could use. However, she also picked out several interesting little gadgets.

After she finished picking, Ling Yan'er asked Dongfang Zichu to put everything away.

When she came back before, Ling Yan'er gave the spoils, the storage ring of the former Taoyuan City Lord, to Dongfang Zichu as a bracelet. All the valuable things, things with spiritual power, and things related to the world of cultivation were put into the storage ring. The storage bag was basically filled with the messy things that Ling Yan'er had drawn, which had no spiritual power.

After Ning Wushuang finished selecting the items, she put on a bracelet immediately. She pulled Ling Yan'er to sit down and asked, "Where did you get all these little things? Although they don't have spiritual power, they are still quite pretty. I wonder if they can be used to transform the engraving formation."

Ling Yan'er didn't know the answer to this question. She replied, "Even if it is possible, it won't last long. It's not as good as those refining materials. It would be a waste to burn it."

After all, they are all plastic beads. They may look nice now, but they will not look so nice after a while.

Ning Wushuang said without any concern: "What does it matter? The talisman paper is also disposable. If it can be burned, the ones I picked can be used interchangeably, and it can also surprise people."

It was indeed quite unexpected. Ling Yan'er looked at Ning Wushuang as if he had been taken advantage of. Ning Wushuang didn't notice at all. Instead, he felt that he was quite clever. "I'll go ask the formation master tomorrow."

What could Ling Yan'er say? She only twitched her lips and said, "As long as you're happy."

Ning Wushuang thought Ling Yan'er agreed with her idea and said, "After I ask first, I'll come find you and accompany you to set up a stall. If you can engrave the formation, can I pick a few more?"

If she could engrave a formation, she could give one to each of her senior sisters. The gift may be small, but the friendship is great. Although a bracelet doesn't cost much, engraving a formation on it would be enough to show off.

"Sure." Ling Yan'er said indifferently, then took out her cell phone and took the basket out of her backpack.

When the basket is placed in the backpack, it is described as a basket of copper coins. If Ling Yan'er wants to know how many copper coins she has earned, she needs to put the copper coins in separately, and the backpack grid will automatically display the number of copper coins.

Ning Wushuang saw Ling Yan'er put a basket of copper coins on the table, stretched his head to take a look, and said, "So it's so easy to make money from mortals. You have a lot, right?"

"Is it easy?" Ling Yan'er asked, "I have so many things, and I only exchanged them for such a small amount of copper coins."

Half a basket of copper coins may seem like a lot, but if you think about it, each of these coins costs two hundred low-grade spirit stones.

If converted into spirit stones, one copper coin would be worth one hundred low-grade spirit stones!

Woo woo woo woo, no wonder everyone is talking about quitting gambling. Look, there is no such thing as gambling without losses. Her loss was not worth it!

Two hundred low-grade spirit stones are only worth two copper coins!

No wonder gambling can easily lead to people losing everything. Thinking of this, Ling Yan'er sighed and said to Ning Wushuang earnestly, "If you knew how many spirit stones I spent on these little things, you wouldn't say that. Making money is simply the most difficult thing in the world."

But it seemed that she did not lose out. After all, the Yin-Yang Mirror was just one thing. Even if she put all her high-grade spirit stones into it, it would be worth it to get one in return.

That is an artifact!

Although there is a shortcoming, which is that it does not work on puppets, but apart from puppets, no matter how high your cultivation level is, she will be captured by the mirror once she looks at you.

With the help of the immortal rope, if she tortures someone to extract a confession, no one will be able to escape from her clutches.

The Lord of Taoyuan City actually refused to say anything useful. He really has the mouth to hold up the sky even if it falls. I don’t know if everyone in the world of cultivation is so tight-lipped or if he is the only one like that.

She didn't know about the demon cultivator she met in Lingyun City before. After all, Ling Ziye, Su Hongxiu and others had tried their best to kill that demon cultivator, and it was too difficult to capture him alive.

She didn't have the chance to encounter any other bad guys, but it was not that she didn't encounter any other bad guys in the secret realm. If she had the Yin-Yang Mirror at that time, she could use it as a counterattack.

But it's not too late now. At least from now on, she doesn't have to passively take a beating.

After hearing what Ling Yan'er said, Ning Wushuang looked at her curiously: "Is it difficult to make these? Then why do you sell them so cheaply?"