Chapter 81 The gold price for selling grain is as stable as an old dog in Zhou Sui's
evening.
Many casual cultivators came back from the center of the city dejectedly, empty-handed and extremely depressed.
"What's going on? Haven't you bought any food?"
someone asked.
"What a waste of money. Most of the shops are closed now. No one is doing business at all. Even if you have spiritual stones, you can't buy food."
A gray-robed monk cursed, and now he was really angry.
He had never experienced anything like this in his life.
"It's too exaggerated. How can there be no food? Are we monks really going to starve to death?"
Someone was very depressed.
"Hey, you don't know how amazing the price of food is now. It changes three times a day."
A white-robed monk said in fear.
In the morning, he could barely afford the price of grain and rice, but he thought it was too expensive, so he didn't buy it.
Who knew, the price doubled at noon, and he became anxious.
At night, even if he raised the price ten times, no one would sell to him.
"Isn't it? I wanted to exchange a low-grade magic weapon with others for food, but I found that a low-grade magic weapon could only be exchanged for thirty kilograms of spiritual rice. If there were more, they would not care at all." "This is too much
. It's ridiculous. A low-grade magic weapon can only be exchanged for thirty kilograms of spiritual rice. Are these spiritual rice all foundation-building pills? How could it be so expensive? It's outrageous." "What is this? Someone took it
. I went to exchange a Huanglong Pill for rice, but no one exchanged it." "
Nima, when did spiritual rice become more expensive than the price of pills? It's really ridiculous." "
There's no way, things are so expensive, who cares? Let those wicked demon cultivators burn down our Miyun City's grain depot, so that there is not much spiritual rice left in the whole city." "
Yes, the elixir cannot be eaten as food, nor can it fill the stomach. Now Spiritual rice is much more valuable than elixirs."
"Haha, I don't believe that all the spiritual rice has been burned. There must be a lot of it stored." "It is true that there is still a lot of
spiritual rice in the storage bag, but These people are hoarding goods and are not willing to sell spiritual rice at all. Instead, they raise the price to sell it. They clearly want to suck our blood and take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune." "These unscrupulous businessmen deserve to die, Miyun
City We are about to famine, and they actually raised the price of spiritual rice. Those guys clearly want us to starve to death." "
If that doesn't work, then fight to the death with the Xianxia Sect. I would rather open the Miyun City. Formation, I don’t want to starve to death in Miyun City."
Many casual cultivators were talking about it, their expressions were extremely ugly.
They originally thought that if they went to the center of the city, they might have a chance to buy food.
But who would have thought that due to food shortage, the price of food has been rising steadily, reaching an absurd level.
Many casual cultivators can no longer afford spiritual rice and are so poor that they can only eat dirt.
Basically, there is no spiritual rice circulating in the market now, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.
Some monks are even more evil-minded. If Xianxia Sect really succeeds, they would rather fight with Xianxia Sect than starve to death in Miyun City.
But so far, these casual cultivators have not been forced into a desperate situation. Some people still have some food left in their storage bags, and they can still barely sustain themselves for a while.
.........
At this moment, inside the house.
The table is filled with all kinds of dishes, fragrant, complete in variety, and rich in materials.
It was in sharp contrast to the monks outside.
Zhou Sui, Mu Ziyan, Ji Bingyu and Xia Jingyan also sensed the situation outside. Apparently, the shortage of rice and meat was more serious than imagined.
Many casual cultivators are hungry and have very bad tempers. They are not the mud-legged people in secular society, but monks who have mastered power.
If these monks rioted, they would definitely cause terrible damage.
"Mr. Sir, the monks outside are short of food and meat, and prices are extremely high. We have stored so much food, why don't we take the opportunity to sell it at a high price and make a big profit."
Mu Ziyan admitted that she was a little tempted, and she bought dozens of kilograms of spiritual rice . To be able to exchange for a magic weapon, a Huanglong Pill, has never been such a good thing.
This is equivalent to exchanging a bowl of rice for a piece of gold. It is really a huge profit.
It’s hard not to want to sell food at a high price.
If you do a few businesses, wouldn't you be able to easily earn tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones?
"No, you can't make this kind of money."
Zhou Sui waved his hand: "In terms of huge profit business, is there any business that is more profitable than our spiritual wine selling business? Transforming ordinary wine into spiritual wine, even a huge profit is not enough to describe this kind of business. We have no shortage of spiritual stones now.
Once we sell food on a large scale, no matter how cautious we are, people will inevitably notice it, and other monks will know that we may have stored a large amount of food. If they know
this, they will not be grateful or grateful. They will want to trade with us, but they will only have one idea, and that is to rob us of the food.
Why those family monks can do such a hugely profitable food business? It is because they have enough strength, even in the face of monk riots , they can be easily suppressed, but we don’t have this ability.
Of course, if those casual cultivators exchange some precious treasures with us, then they can also conduct a small-scale exchange. If it is not treasures, it is completely unnecessary. "
Although this kind of business will definitely allow you to earn a lot of spiritual stones and make you rich overnight, you can't control such a hugely profitable business if you don't have the strength.
Once his whereabouts are exposed, he will inevitably be besieged by casual cultivators.
To put yourself in danger for so many spiritual stones is to lose the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds.
The gain outweighs the loss.
"My husband is right. The business of selling spiritual wine alone is enough for us to make a lot of money. There is no need to take risks. Our most important goal now is to be safe, keep a low profile, and be transparent." Ji
Bingyu He nodded, agreeing with this.
"Indeed, there is really no need for us to take risks."
Xia Jingyan also agreed with this point. She was too cautious in her behavior towards her husband, and was simply cautious at every step.
Even if he is now a monk at the seventh level of Qi training, his character has not changed.
But such a stable character also brings her a great sense of security.
She had also known some Taoist monks before. Basically, their husbands often went on adventures in the wild and hunted monsters. However, in an accident, the husband died, leaving only the female cultivator as a widow.
This is the end of conflict, and similar things happen all the time.
"It seems that you have had enough to eat and drink these days, and you are a bit energetic."
"You actually started to think about these miscellaneous things."
"Go and wash up later and see how my husband educates you."
Zhou Sui waved his hand.
"Ms. sir."
Upon hearing this, Mu Ziyan's legs trembled, as if she thought of something, her pretty face turned red.
"Okay, sir, I will be here soon."
Ji Bingyu chuckled and looked at Zhou Sui with charming eyes.
"Hmph, little man, I want to see how you educate me."
Xia Jingyan looked at Zhou Sui provocatively.
After a while, the room was filled with spring light, and the figures were swaying, paying no attention to the disturbance from the outside world.
(End of chapter)