UGB Chapter 112 Luoyang Immortal Cultivation Market! Old Li is here again!
Chapter 112 Luoyang Immortal Cultivation Market! Old Li is here again!
About an hour later.
As Chen Fan rode on horseback, he saw the outline of a giant city.
The towering city walls were a dark, imposing mass, like a giant beast crouching on the ground.
We've arrived in Luoyang!
Chen Fan traveled 300 li in just about three hours!
All you need is a sweet potato!
"Go outside and rest. We'll call you when we come out..."
Chen Fan patted the horse's back and then tossed the sweet potato out.
hiss…
Seeing this, Black Wind also dashed into the woods with a sweet potato in his mouth.
Chen Fan, not at all worried that the horse would run away, smiled slightly and immediately walked towards the gate of Luoyang.
While reading in the library.
Chen Fan vaguely remembered reading about the origins of Luoyang.
This city seems to have been the kingdom of a certain dynasty in the past, which was eventually destroyed by Emperor Taiyuan and became its territory.
Looking around, Luoyang City was magnificent and tall, no less impressive than the imperial city of Dayuan.
If you look closely, you can see that its gray city walls are covered with various arrows and sword marks from the passage of time.
As soon as he approached the city, Chen Fan felt an overwhelming sense of historical weight.
His eyes gleamed with a sharp light as he smiled, then found a secluded corner and scaled the wall to enter!
The streets of Luoyang were even more bustling.
Crowds of people moved back and forth among the rows of shops.
The shops are filled with a dazzling array of goods, so many different kinds that it's hard to keep up with the sight.
Compared to Chang'an Avenue, Luoyang's streets are more bustling and prosperous.
Chen Fan smiled as he walked through the crowd.
He was dressed as a young nobleman, and he was also wearing a mask.
After traveling for a while, he quickly found his destination.
It was a courtyard exactly like the one on the southeast corner of Chang'an Avenue.
An old man, who looked to be almost sixty, was standing at the door.
Chen Fan thought it would take some time to find the entrance to the market.
Who would have thought that the entrance to the market in Luoyang Street would be right in the middle of this bustling city?
People come and go in front of this inconspicuous courtyard, and no one would realize that this is the marketplace in the eyes of cultivators.
Chen Fan smiled as he approached step by step, and uttered the coded message:
"I have a cold and a headache, I'd like to go in and see a doctor."
The old man, who had been squinting, heard the coded message and subconsciously glanced at Chen Fan.
As he opened the door, he made way for others.
"Just walk in... just go straight in!"
Chen Fan nodded slightly.
Knowing the area well, he found the entrance as soon as he entered the courtyard.
Having learned a little about array formations, he immediately recognized the small wooden house as a transmission array.
Chen Fan, secretly surprised, took a closer look and then a bold idea popped into his head.
He wondered if he could take the wooden house back, wouldn't he also have a teleportation array?
Chen Fan, whose idea was somewhat surprising, swallowed hard and stepped into the wooden house.
With a flash before his eyes, he appeared on the streets of the market the next second.
Looking around, this place is no different from the neighborhoods and markets along Chang'an Avenue.
Chen Fan even glanced around and saw several familiar figures.
Examples include blacksmith shops, spirit rice shops, spirit wine shops, butcher shops, and so on.
He also discovered that the Luoyang Immortal Cultivation Market was larger in scale than the Chang'an Street Market.
The vast majority of people here are Qi Refining Realm cultivators, with only a small number being either Innate or Acquired Realm cultivators.
Secretly alarmed, Chen Fan gritted his teeth and began searching the market.
Just as he guessed, Baicaotang was also here.
Eager to exchange for spirit stones, Chen Fan didn't think much and stepped directly into the house.
He had assumed that the person being greeted here was not Old Li from Chang'an Street Market.
But once inside, Chen Fan was stunned.
The person who greeted us inside was still Old Li.
"Just browse around..."
Old Li, who was drinking tea, didn't even look up, assuming that an ordinary guest had arrived.
Recently, since he stopped sending the large white radish back to the main hall, he has been scolded quite a bit by the eighteen elders.
They called him some kind of idiot or fool, saying he couldn't even keep a single customer and was utterly useless.
Old Li was very saddened by this.
After all, in his opinion, the old eunuch's absence had nothing to do with him!
This shortage was entirely caused by the Great Yuan Dynasty smashing up the entrance to the market!
What does this have to do with Lao Li?
He sighed, his words failing him, and suddenly felt a quietness in the room.
Old Li, who subconsciously looked up, was stunned, then stood up excitedly and said:
"It's you...it's you...Good heavens, I've been waiting for you! Brother Wei, please have a seat!"
"You still recognize me?" Chen Fan, now dressed in a different outfit, chuckled.
"Haha, Brother Wei, you flatter me," Old Li quickly brewed tea and said.
"You're a major client of our Baicaotang, how could I not recognize you!"
After saying this, Old Li felt somewhat guilty.
After all, the old eunuch reeked of urine; even if he were reduced to ashes, he would still be recognizable!
Then I didn't see him for a few days.
The old eunuch had changed his clothes so much that Old Li almost didn't recognize him.
But none of that matters, as long as they come!
"To make a long story short," Chen Fan said without mincing words:
"I have lots of radishes here, do you want some?"
"Yes! I absolutely have to!" Old Li was worried about not having any radishes to take home, and when he heard that the old eunuch had radishes to sell, he was overjoyed!
"Count them... about ten thousand..." Chen Fan took out a storage bag and handed it to Lao Li.
Without wasting any words, Old Li immediately opened the storage bag and took a look.
After confirming that these radishes were no different from the previous ones, he readily agreed:
"Ten thousand radishes cost four low-grade spirit stones each, which is forty thousand low-grade spirit stones. That's four thousand mid-grade spirit stones. Please wait a moment, I'll go get the spirit stones for you right away."
Watching Old Li turn and go into the house.
Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
With these spirit stones, he solved his immediate problem.
However, Chen Fan traveled 300 miles not just to sell 10,000 radishes.
"Please count, Brother Wei, this is four thousand mid-grade spirit stones!"
Soon, Old Li took out a storage bag and handed it over.
"No need to look, I trust Baicaotang's reputation!" Chen Fan said with a smile.
"Besides these radishes, how about you take a look at this?"
The words fell.
Chen Fan took out a sweet potato that was as thick as a radish.
"This is...this is a sweet potato..."
Old Li took the sweet potato, looked at it for a moment, and said excitedly:
"Rich in spiritual energy...this sweet potato is comparable to a spiritual herb over five hundred years old..."
"Will you accept it?" Chen Fan asked.
"I'll take it! I'll take as many as you have!" Old Li said magnanimously.
"To be honest, Brother Wei, our Baicaotang is very interested in your radishes. We'll buy as many as you have. Because of this... you're now a five-star customer of our Baicaotang. If you don't mind, we can cooperate. In the future, I can send someone to collect them from you, so you won't have to make the trip yourself!"
Chen Fan became alert upon hearing this.
Sensing that Old Li was trying to pry into his background, he quickly changed the subject:
"Not at all, are you also offering four low-grade spirit stones for these sweet potatoes...? I have quite a lot here, do you have enough spirit stones?"