Chapter 121 Rush Buying
Fang Yuan could only hear the words "keep fit and prolong life" in his mind. His eyes sparkled and he asked, "Little Taoist priest, what kind of elixir can help me stay fit and prolong my life?"

"In addition to the Purple Gold Pill, Spirit Awakening Pill, and Spirit Guiding Pill I just mentioned, there are also Internal Strengthening Pill, Immortal Longevity Pill, and Longevity Pill."

The name is rough and easy to understand, and it makes people excited as soon as they see the name.

Fang Yuan was indeed tempted, and he asked, "Does your temple also make the immortal longevity elixir and the longevity elixir?"

Pan Jun turned around and looked at Tao Ji.

Tao Ji shook his head directly, "No, these two kinds of elixirs are expensive, and our Taoist temple rarely refines them. They are basically custom made."

Pan Yun smiled at Fang Yuan and nodded, "Yes, this medicine is very expensive, most people won't buy it."

Fang Yuan hurriedly said, "I know how to do it, Taoist Priest, how much does one pill cost? I'll buy two as well."

Tao Ji glanced at him and said, "One hundred taels."

Fang Yuan's face froze and he stopped talking.

Tao Ji was about to sneer and laugh at him for boasting, but Pan Yun sighed before him and said, "Even if it's a hundred taels, it's impossible to practice it now."

Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked hurriedly, "Why?"

"Because medicinal materials are hard to come by, some of them need to be picked on cliffs, and now is not the time to pick them, so even if Daoyou gives us money, we won't be able to refine them for the time being."

Fang Yuan exhaled and smiled, "It's okay, I can wait. This way, if you have gathered all the herbs in the future, tell me, I will still order two pills."

Pan Jun agreed with a smile, but unless Fang Yuan suddenly became rich, she would never tell him the news she had prepared.

Fang Yuan looked down at the bottles and cans on the stall and asked, "Master, how much are these medicines?"

The pills on the stall were much cheaper. Tao Ji introduced them to him: "This is the golden wound medicine you asked about, one bottle is two taels. This is the purple gold pill, the awakening spirit pill and the guiding spirit pill, each one is three taels, and each contains five pills..."

He pointed to the pile of bottles and jars and said, "Everything in this pile is worth one tael of silver. They are labeled with names and effects. You can pick whatever you want."

Fang Yuan leaned forward to look at the name and effects, swallowed, and wanted them all.

He glanced and saw piles of talismans pressed next to him. He took a look and then looked away and continued to stare at the bottles and jars here.

He looked around and gritted his teeth and asked, "Daoyou, if I buy a lot, can I get a discount?"

Tao Ji said, "This is the discounted price. I sell the Golden Wound Medicine to drugstores for three taels of silver per bottle, and the drugstores sell it to outsiders for five taels of silver per bottle. Do you know that our Golden Wound Medicine from Sanqing Mountain is famous all over the world, and drugstores only sell it to martial artists and dignitaries?"

Fang Yuan: "Of course I know, but, isn't this the backstage?"

Tao Ji said dryly: "It's already cheaper."

Pan Yun looked up at the sky helplessly. Wang Cong walked forward with a smile and talked to Fang Yuan, "Daoyou, why do you want to buy so many wound medicines? Our wound medicine contains Panax notoginseng powder, which can not only be applied externally to stop bleeding, but also taken internally..."

Wang Cong and Fang Yuan talked about the golden wound medicine for a quarter of an hour, and then talked about other elixirs. They chatted for nearly half an hour. The medicine in front of Fang Yuan was getting more and more. Finally, he reluctantly paid 105 taels of silver notes and took away a bag of bottles and jars.

Wang Cong chatted with him for a long time and did not reduce his salary by a penny, but he spent the money willingly and was very happy.

Fang Yuan picked up the bottles and jars and was about to leave. The corner that had been quiet all of a sudden became lively. The Taoist friends seemed to suddenly remember Sanqing Temple and walked in around the camellia trees.

Their first choice is naturally elixirs.

Golden wound medicine is a must, and elixirs such as purple gold pills that aid in cultivation cannot be left out either.

They knew much more than Fang Yuan, a layman, and they were aware of the elixirs that must be supplied to Sanqing Mountain every year, so they entered with their eyes closed.

Without asking the price, they just bought it.

Fang Yuan was shocked to see that they spent one or two hundred taels of silver in the blink of an eye. No wonder his grandfather hit him with a ruler when he heard that he wanted to practice Taoism, saying that he was the root of the family's ruin and wanted to kick him out. It turned out that practicing Taoism was so expensive?
I heard that the second branch of the Wang family in Leping Township was once very prominent, but after Wang Feiyin appeared, their family began to decline.

Gradually his family fortune was squandered, and apart from helping his neighbors and having a reputation as a philanthropist, he gained nothing.

Everyone publicly praised Wang Feiyin for being honest, kind, and charitable, but in private they often said he was stupid and a spendthrift, and that he had ruined such a good family business.

For example, his grandfather often mentioned this matter in private and warned them that they could help their neighbors, but they were not allowed to squander their family fortune to help them, and they were not allowed to practice Taoism.

When people come, this little corner suddenly becomes popular. When popularity comes, feng shui flows, bringing more popularity and wealth.

Pan Jun smiled, quietly moved to the side of the camellia tree, stretched out his hand and pulled out a yellow talisman from the branch. He became more lively, and the feng shui layout had been changed, so there was no need to stick this thing on anymore.

The hustle and bustle here soon attracted more people. Although one had to go around a camellia tree and there was a flower bed in the middle, the location here was spacious and private. Unlike outside, although it was convenient to compare and choose things at multiple stalls, at the same time, what was bought could be seen at a glance and there was no privacy at all.

The brothers and sisters walked around the camellia tree and came over. The previous group had just finished selecting pills. When they saw them come in, they nodded and left.

The brothers and sisters glanced at him. Because Fang Yuan was also wearing a Taoist robe and standing with Wang Cong, they took a quick look and didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was an outer sect disciple that Sanqing Temple had never seen before. A few of them stepped forward, took a look at the words written on the bottles and jars, and also bought them without bargaining.

Not only do people not bargain here in Sanqing Temple, but people also don’t bargain at the stalls outside.

The annual Sanqing Festival is tacitly regarded as a grand gathering for Taoists to communicate with each other. In order to facilitate fellow Taoists, the magic tools, elixirs, talismans, etc. here are sold at the most preferential prices.

Therefore, it not only attracts many Taoists, but also many monks and nuns. Even Confucian scholars who practice cultivation will find ways to come in and join in the fun and buy some things.

A few people paid the money readily, stood up, saw the talisman pressed next to them, and went forward to take a look.

They immediately spotted the talisman drawn by Pan Yun on the top of the pile and immediately went forward to pick one out. "Is this the talisman drawn by Taoist Priest Wang, not Taoist Priest Zhang?"

Xuanmiao: "This was drawn by my junior sister."

A few people were a little hesitant, thinking that Pan Yun was too small, but there was spiritual power floating on it, and it looked like a successful talisman, and the spiritual power was not small.

So they still picked from the pile of talismans, "This pile is all ten taels of silver each?"

"Correct."

"How much is one of Taoist Master Zhang's talismans this year?"

Tao Ji raised his chin slightly and said, "Same as previous years, twelve taels per piece."

Xuanmiao's talismans were drawn better than Wang Feiyin's. With the same talismans, Pan Yun was naturally not as good as her in the past. But since she re-learned the basic knowledge of talismans in this world, she knew how to pray to the gods sincerely, and her talismans were no worse than Xuanmiao's.

However, the fame is there, and at the event, fellow Taoists still agree that the mysterious talismans are the best.

It’s not the best in Sanqingshan, but the best in the entire inner field.

Even the old Taoist priest from the host Fuqing Temple came running over to shop, all of which were talismans with mysterious paintings, for fear that he would be too late and they would not be available.

But when he came, many of the mysterious talismans had been picked up. The old Taoist priest felt very sorry, "I wanted to buy a few more thunder talismans and thunder sword talismans, but I didn't expect they were sold out. It's strange, didn't you open after the Shen hour in previous years? How come you sold so many at the Wei hour?"

Tao Ji said unhappily, "Are we not allowed to have better luck?"

The old Taoist thought about it carefully and said, "It has indeed improved. Although the position of Bing San is not good, it is still better than Ding Si and Ding Wu. In previous years, your eldest brother could only catch Ding Si's circle at most."

Tao Ji: "Who is in Ding 4 and Ding 5 this year?"

"No, Fuyuan Temple originally captured Ding Si, but they were popular and were placed in the same circle as Laozi Temple, so no one caught Ding Wu."

Tao Ji was angry: "The bald donkeys in Fuyuan Temple are popular? Are they more popular than those in Sanqing Temple?"

The old Taoist priest was silent for a long time before he said, "It's not just a matter of popularity. Your eldest brother has always had bad luck, and others are afraid of being infected by bad luck if they get too close, so..."

Tao Ji snorted coldly, but had nothing to say.

The popularity of Sanqing Temple was not so bad at the beginning.

Tao Ji remembered that when he was a child, he followed his senior brother to the Sanqing Festival and was welcomed wherever he went.

Wang Feiyin's attainments in alchemy were extremely high, and many monks and Taoists placed orders for elixirs from him, but his luck became worse and worse, and worse and worse, and the symptoms became more and more obvious. Although the elixirs he made were as good as ever, everyone still kept away from him involuntarily.

Then stay away from them.

Tao Ji was very upset about the unfair treatment his senior brother had received. He wanted to get angry, but he didn't know how.

Xuanmiao said with a cold face: "This year I have something to tell you. Next year, the price of the pills and talismans in my Sanqing Temple will increase."

The old Taoist priest was stunned and asked quickly: "Why is the price increasing?"

Xuanmiao: "The price of cinnabar has increased, and so have all the materials. If we don't increase the price, we will be doing a loss-making business. We don't have time to announce it this year, so we will maintain the original price. We will definitely increase it next year."

Pan Yun swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her mouth. The fourth senior sister was more skilled in verbal battles than her, and it really hurt them.

Pan Yun said she learned something.

The old Taoist priest's face was wrinkled, and while he was painfully choosing more talismans and pills, he persuaded them: "The price of materials has increased, and the cost of everyone's pills and talismans has increased, but they haven't asked for a price increase."

Xuanmiao: "They are lucky. They can make money even if they sell at a low price. We in Sanqing Temple can't do that."

Wang Cong nodded and smiled, "Yes, Uncle Wei, our Sanqing Temple has always had bad luck. Once the cost goes up, we will be doing a losing business."

　Today's lucky number is the number ending in 9, as shown in the screenshot
　　(End of this chapter)