Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 141 No matter how good the business is, it’s all about acting

"You are a very nice boss. I will definitely make you my friend."

The monk from Qingyan Peak who had paid the bill gave one more roar at the end. The stall, which was already surrounded by a layer of people, attracted a large number of people's attention again, and people stopped to look at it, not knowing what was going on.

"Haha, today we have a special offer on magic weapons. 200 magic weapons are on sale. If this fellow disciple feels that he has gotten a good deal today, he only needs to help spread the word. Remember, it's only for today!"

Gu Ruochen yelled in response so that those watching from behind could hear it.

"Of course, I got the magic weapon I wanted today, it was worth the trip!"

This monk from Qingyan Peak, who was very dramatic, screamed once more before leaving.

Gu Ruochen forced a smile again and greeted the next customer.

Different from Wang Qiye's low-key stall, the stall taken over by Gu Ruochen was quite high-profile. While he was selling goods, from time to time a cultivator from Qingyan Peak would shout out "What a bargain!" and "What a good deal!", expressing the art of language to the extreme.

Even Baimu, the nearby neighbor, benefited a lot. The monks who couldn't squeeze through turned their eyes to this stall and sold a lot of small items, which made Baimu smile from ear to ear.

Wang Qiye was enjoying his leisure time. Looking at the stall that was already packed with people, he could only sigh that life was like a play and it all depended on acting skills.

If a cultivator from Qingyan Peak comes to buy spirit stones, it is estimated that they will all get a 40% discount, because what use does Gu Ruochen have for these spirit stones? What he wants to earn is fame.

Wang Qiye also saw Jinianshi and Li Jingyi going in and out several times. He estimated that they were from Qingyan Peak. Regardless of whether they liked them or not, they had to cooperate with them in the performance. Then the two little ghosts took the props back quietly.

What they make money from is the fellow disciples who squeeze in from other mountains. They rely on their eloquence and sharp tongue, cooperating with actors, and win over customers.

To be the eldest brother of a sect, he must be clever and versatile. Even at this stall, his strength did not weaken. In Wang Qiye's opinion, this was a dimensionality reduction attack, and it was a bit of a waste of talent. However, seeing Gu Ruochen, Mu Yihan, Xuan Luoling and even Xiao Ningxia all glowing with joy, Wang Qiye was amazed.

"Some people are born to do this."

Murong Xiaoxiao left a message: "Junior brother, it's ok. One of our fellow disciples from Qingfeng Cliff said that he couldn't get a spot at your stall for an hour. Please save him a spear with earth and fire attributes. If you have a price, we can discuss it."

Wang Qiye left a message: "Don't worry, Senior Sister. I will tell them right away. If they find it, they will definitely stay."

Wang Qiye left a message to Ningxia: A cultivator in Qingfeng Cliff needs a spear with earth and fire attributes. Senior Sister Murong said that he has been waiting for an hour and the price is negotiable.

Ningxia left a message: "OK."

Wang Qiye smiled knowingly. This was the first time she had seen Ningxia reply so shortly. She didn't even have time to type. It seemed that they would have no problem meeting their sales target for today.

After logging off the line, Wang Qiye took out a small and exquisite square table and a set of exquisite and elegant tea sets from the storage space. He gently placed these treasures on the ground, then picked up a few dry and flammable bamboo charcoals from the side and put them into the brazier. He also took out a large water hyacinth, which he had fetched from the mountain stream near the door when he went out in the morning. He poured it into a casserole specially used for boiling water, covered it with a lid, put the water hyacinth aside, and then placed the casserole on the brazier.

"Snapped."

With a snap of his fingers, a small flame appeared on the bamboo charcoal. As the flame licked it, white smoke began to rise from the casserole. Soon, the mountain stream water inside boiled.

Wang Qiye took out another can of Lingxi Cloud Tea, placed it on the small table, picked out three leaves from it, and put them into the teapot. Then, he picked up the casserole and slowly poured boiling hot water into the pot. Suddenly, a faint tea fragrance spread, making people feel relaxed and happy.

As time went by, the tea gradually became richer, and a column of white mist rose from the spout of the pot, lingering for a long time.

"What smells so good?"

The white curtain surrounded the smell and came over, sniffing the air fiercely.

"Boss Bai, are you going to stop caring about the business?"

Wang Qiye teased with a wry smile.

"It's just time to have a cup of tea. There's no time to waste. Hurry up."

"Don't be impatient, there's still a big pot of tea that hasn't been brewed yet...Okay, you can drink it now."

Wang Qiye carried the big kettle and filled all eight teacups on the square table. The kettle was immediately half full. Wang Qiye usually drank like this. He boiled a big pot of tea and threw in three pieces of Yunwu tea leaves, enjoying the whole night. He calculated that three pieces of tea leaves a day, hey, a can of tea can be drunk for a year and a half.

Bai Mu picked up a cup of tea and turned around to greet the guests.

Wang Qiye brought down his palm, then waved his hand again, and six cups of cloud tea shot towards the six people in front.

Ningxia didn't even turn her head, but instinctively reached out and grabbed behind her. When she placed it in front of her, she found that it was actually a cup of hot tea. She sniffed it and smelled the flavor of Lingxi Cloud Tea. But the fragrance was quite light, either it was not brewed or it was diluted with water. After taking a sip, she snorted coldly at the person behind her.

"How stingy."

"Wang Qiye, do you have any more Cloud Tea?"

Li Jingyi came running over happily.

"There's still half a pot left."

Wang Qiye, who was sipping tea, covered the teacup and pointed at the big teapot on the table.

"Ningxia told you to keep burning, this is not enough."

Having said that, Li Jingyi took the large kettle on the square table and left in a hurry.

"Since you guys are working so hard, I'll let you have your fill today."

Wang Qiye poured all the water in the water hyacinth into the casserole, threw the empty water hyacinth into the storage bag, put in a few pieces of bamboo charcoal, and put the casserole on top.

"Snapped."

With a snap of his fingers, the bamboo charcoal started to burn again, and bursts of mist began to rise from the casserole.

"Is the water boiling?"

Li Jingyi took the empty kettle and placed it on the small square table.

"Just made it, why are you drinking it so quickly?"

Wang Qiye used the water mist technique to extinguish the flames below, with a look of surprise on his face. These people must be very thirsty.

"Hurry up, the customers who want to buy magic tools are waiting impatiently."

Li Jingyi urged hurriedly.

"Guests?"

Wang Qiye grabbed three pieces of Yunwu tea leaves and then looked at the stalls. The monks who squeezed in front of the stalls each held a teacup in their hands and picked up the instruments on the stalls. Some of them were thirsty, so they raised their teacups and drank a few gulps before continuing to bargain.

"Yes, Ningxia said to continue cooking, the guests behind are still waiting."

Wang Qiye's hand trembled, and only one piece of Yunwu tea was left out of the three pieces in his hand, which he placed in the large kettle.

"I just drew a gourd of water from the mountain stream. Is it too late to fill it now?"

"It's okay, just put a few water balls in to cook. Jiianshi has already gone to get water."

Having said that, Li Jingyi was about to pick up the water and leave.

"Hey, don't be impatient, pour me another glass."

Bai Mu laughed dryly, placed an empty teacup on the table and opened the lid.

Li Jingyi hurriedly poured him a glass and left.

"Brother Wang, what kind of tea is this? It tastes different."

Seeing that there was no business at the moment, Bai Mu sat down next to Wang Qiye, picked up the teacup, and took a sip impatiently.

"Lingxi Cloud Tea."

Wang Qiye picked up a few more pieces of bamboo charcoal, stuffed them into the brazier, put in two water balls, filled the casserole, and placed it on the brazier.

“Why is this second cup so different from the first?

Bai Mu, who didn't believe it, took another big sip and felt that it was not as strong as the previous one.

"Nonsense, there's only one tea leaf in this pot, how can it be compared with three tea leaves? Come, make a fire here."

Baimu pointed lightly at the bamboo charcoal, and flames came out of the brazier again. In a short while, a big fire was started.

"It's just different when a pure fire cultivator comes to release it."

Looking at the flames in the brazier, which were completely different from the bright fire he had lit, Wang Qiye couldn't help but sigh again at the magic of the cultivation civilization.

"How can a water cultivator like you compete with a fire cultivator like me? I'm so close to you, I can feel the water vapor all over your body. It's good enough that you didn't put out the fire."

Bai Mu was confused by his words. He ignored him and put another cup of tea into his mouth.

"Brother Wang, the mountain spring water is here."

Jiianshi placed a palm-sized white porcelain bottle on the square table.

"Jiang Ji Shi, you're probably going to run yourself to pieces. If you can't get anything else, just use my water gourd. How much can this small bottle hold?"

"Brother Wang, you may not know that this jade-necked bottle of mine is a space instrument specially designed to store liquids. Although its space is only the size of a storage bag, it costs as much as 2000 spirit stones each."

Ji Nian Shi chuckled and raised her little face, looking quite proud.

"real or fake."

Wang Qiye and Bai Mu simultaneously probed into the space with their spiritual consciousness and found that the space in the porcelain bottle was really as big as she said, and it was filled with mountain spring water.

"Isn't this too luxurious?"

Bai Mu exclaimed in amazement. Even though he was a student of the Equipment Refining Hall and was used to seeing magical instruments, he was still shocked by the luxury of this commemorative poem.

"Is the water ready? Hurry up."

“Oh my god, do they think this is a free tea stall?”

Wang Qiye threw down another piece of Yunwu tea with heartache. One piece of tea leaf can only make sixteen cups of tea. Even the cows in the production team didn’t dare to drink it that way.

"Hurry up, keep burning!"

After saying this, Li Jingyi ran away with the big kettle.

"Hey, you haven't poured it for me yet."

Bai Mu, who was a step slower, could only watch Li Jingyi disappear into the distance.

"Don't worry, that pot is the water for water ball magic, it's not as tasty as the mountain spring water, so don't drink it."

Wang Qiye added a few new pieces of bamboo charcoal, and it seemed that the fire in the brazier did not need to be extinguished. He picked up the small jade-necked bottle and felt that it was almost weightless. It seemed that only in the foundation-building stage could one truly touch this cultivation civilization.

He filled the casserole with water and placed it on the brazier. Wang Qiye picked up the jade-necked bottle and placed it under the sunlight, wanting to see the whole world clearly through this small bottle.