Why is the first impression that readers are actually "going all beauties"?

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About half an hour after Li Wenjun left, a man dressed in a Taoist priest rushed over like the wind. He stood outside the manor with a raging fire, his face gloomy.

"Bastard, you actually dare to ruin the good things of Dao Master. Don't let Dao find you, otherwise Dao Master will have to tear you into pieces." The Taoist said gritting his teeth.

At this time, Li Wenjun had already returned home. He jumped over the wall and returned to his house. He had no intention of going to sleep, but just sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced meditation.

When it was dawn, Sun Jianing came over and knocked on the door and asked Li Wenjun to have dinner with them.

At the dinner table, Li Wenjun found Sun Baicao, and Sun Jianing and his son showed unprecedented expressions, not as worried as they were a few days ago. He asked, "Uncle Sun, is there any happy event? Did he find a good buyer?"

Sun Baicao smiled and said, "You are smart, you really can't hide anything from you. Not bad. Yesterday afternoon, I met a former old customer who was willing to pay a good price to buy our herbs. Today, he will bring people here and check our herbs in person. If it goes well, we can sell all the herbs today."

Sun Jianing said mysteriously: "If we can sell it all, we can earn at least five taels of silver."

Looking at Sun Baicao, Sun Jianing and his wife had worked so much for just five taels of silver and showed such a joyful smile. Li Wenjun felt more and more that the huge gap between secular people and immortal cultivators was an insurmountable gap like a natural barrier.

He is now at most half an immortal cultivator. He killed three robbers and got three thousand taels without much effort. This amount of money may have to be accumulated for decades, or even hundreds of years without eating or drinking.

It is so easy for him, a half-baked immortal cultivator to make money, so how big should a real immortal cultivator have?

In addition, Li Wenjun also realized that if he did not practice "Changchun Gong", he might be like the Sun father and son in his life, and he would be happy for several days just to earn a few taels of silver.

Such a day is definitely not what he wants!

These thoughts only flashed in Li Wenjun's mind, and he smiled and said, "So many? Congratulations, Uncle Sun."

Sun Baicao said, "Wenjun, uncle wants to trouble you today. Can you not go out? Don't stay in the house and don't come out? If my old customer comes later, you can help your uncle and do something, okay?"

Li Wenjun nodded happily. He cooked a pair of medicine every day, then practiced and went to bed. After counting, a few hours were enough. After twelve hours a day, he still had a lot of time to help Sun Baicao, which was just a simple task.

After the three of them finished their meal, they simply cleaned up and started waiting for the so-called old customer.

Before long, a businessman-like man came over with a few guys. After checking Sun Baicao's herbs, the merchant was very satisfied and settled the payment with Sun Baicao on the spot.

After Sun Baicao found out the authenticity of the silver, he helped move the herbs to the carriage brought by the merchant.

After seeing off the businessman, Sun Baicao said, "Thank you for so many days, and finally the task is done. Wenjun, I plan to take Jianing to have a good meal. Do you want to go with me?"

Sun Baicao is not pretentious, or uses this method to imply that Li Wenjun should not go. But for so many days, Li Wenjun has been staying at home and not going out. Sun Baicao doesn't know if he is willing to go out today, so he asked this question.

Li Wenjun smiled and shook his head, saying, "No need, you go and eat."

Sun Baicao nodded and said, "If you don't want to go, I won't force you. When I come back, I'll bring you a roast chicken. By the way, don't hold it in the house all day long, and go out for a walk. In the last few days of the trading conference, a rare herb is usually held, and the ones that are bought and sold are relatively rare herbs. Maybe you will be interested and you can go and have a look."

When Li Wenjun heard this, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked, "Treasure Market? Where? When will it start?"

Sun Baicao said: "There is a schoolyard in front of the county magistrate's yamen, with an area of ​​five or six acres. Every year when the trading conference comes, the treasure market is basically held there. The treasure market lasts for three days, and it seems that today is the first day. You can go and take a look, maybe you can find the herbs you need."

"Is that so? I'll go now." Li Wenjun said and ran out of the yard.

Sun Baicao hurriedly said, "Wenjun, don't worry. The herbs in the Treasure Market are relatively expensive, and many of them are sold by round plants. Is your money enough? If it's not enough, use the money first."

As he spoke, Sun Baicao handed the money bag to Li Wenjun, which was all the payment for the goods he had earned from selling herbs today, with about thirty taels of silver.

"I have money, Uncle Sun, don't worry about me. You should take Jianing to the tooth sacrifice quickly." Li Wenjun waved his hand and left without looking back.

Li Wenjun once walked around Fengshou Town and knew where the county magistrate's yamen was. He rushed to the school ground at the entrance of the county magistrate's yamen.

Sure enough, this place has been surrounded by curtains of more than half a person, leaving four entrances and exits, east, west, south and north. Each entrance and exit has two yamen officers on duty. No matter who they want to enter the treasure market, they have to pay five cents of silver to the yamen officers. If they are sellers, they have to pay an extra one or two taels.

Not to mention, the income from entry tax alone is as many as thousands of taels. In addition to other collections, the annual tax and other fiscal revenue of the county magistrate's office is no less than ten thousand taels, accounting for about half of the entire Sanshan County. The reason why the county magistrate of Sanshan County is a fat man, the county magistrate and county magistrate are constantly dirty is closely related to the existence of this precious city.

Li Wenjun did not rush to go in. He found a place first, made a simple disguise, and then returned to the gate of the treasure market. He handed over five cents of silver. The yamen guarding the gate gave him a wooden sign, waved his hand, and let him go in.

There are already many stalls in the treasure market, and there are also many mobile buyers, with thousands of people. As soon as I entered the door, Li Wenjun found that there was a herb on a stall near the entrance and exit, which was exactly what he needed to refine Qi Gathering and Dispersion. He hurried over and asked for the price.

As Sun Baicao said, the stall owner offered the price according to the plant, each plant costing one cent. Li Wenjun paid the price with him and spent more than two taels of silver to buy all the herbs in the stall owner's hand, a total of more than 30 plants.

When he opened the door, Li Wenjun became more and more excited about the treasure market. So he started to move around the treasure market.

After walking around for a while, Li Wenjun found that like him, he was wandering around the treasure market. In addition to some merchants, there were also some people who bought herbs very conspicuous. They were either dressed as monks or Taoist priests. Among these two types of people, there were one or two, which gave Li Wenjun a very special feeling, as if he had seen the old Taoist on the guiling ground in Junbao Town again.

Li Wenjun felt a stern in his heart. Are these people like the old Taoists, all immortal cultivators? Are they foreign or local? Are they appearing in the Treasure Market, just like him, just for the herbs here?

After thinking for a long time, Li Wenjun had no idea. He could only warn himself to be careful and not to contact those monks and Taoist priests who gave him a special feeling for the time being.

After a while, Li Wenjun saw another group of acquaintances, including the county magistrate Wu Xuemei, the son Wu Yiming, and the yakushi Kong. Behind them, two yamen officers in casual clothes were followed.

Li Wenjun and Wu Xuemei and others passed by each other, and then they heard Wu Yiming say, "Master Kong, can you really find herbs for a hundred years here? We have been wandering around for so long, why haven't we met yet?"

"Young Master Wu is a little restless, let's take a look." Pharmacist Kong seemed to be comforting Wu Yiming, but if he listened carefully, he could find that his voice was also a bit anxious.

Li Wenjun sneered secretly and walked straight forward.

There are indeed a large number of precious herbs in the treasure market, but not every one can be used to refine the qi gathering and dispersing. Perhaps they can be used to refine herbs that other immortals can use, but Li Wenjun does not know the prescription for the elixir, so he just focused on finding the herbs he needed. He would not even look at other herbs, even if they were precious.

After turning for a while, Li Wenjun discovered another herb he needed.

The owner of the herb set up a street stall, and he placed all the herbs on a red cloth for people to watch.

Li Wenjun squatted down and pointed to the herbs he needed. After asking the price, when he was about to ask the stall owner how many plants there were in total, a sound he sounded familiar to him suddenly came from behind him.

Li Wenjun's mind turned sharply and almost instantly remembered who the voice was. He once went up the mountain to collect herbs with the Sun and his sons. At that time, both Sun and his sons were injured. He went down the mountain to find someone to rescue him at night. While resting on the way, two immortal cultivators were resting and talking at a place not too far from him. These two sound familiar voices were made by them.

Li Wenjun picked up another herb, but his ears stood up, eavesdropping on the conversation between "Sixth Brother" and "Lao Qi". This time he really heard something.

Lao Qi seemed to be questioning why Senior Brother Six brought him here.

Senior Brother Six said, "Lao Qi, don't look down on this rare market. It is still very famous among some low-level immortal cultivators. There are three mountains in Sanshan County. Although there is no spiritual energy, spiritual herbs suitable for low-level immortal cultivators are still produced occasionally. These spiritual herbs are not aware of the goods of secular people and can be bought and sold with gold and silver. This is really a good thing for many cash-strapped fellow practitioners."
Chapter completed!