Chapter 178: Exchange

In this square market, the place where gold tickets and spirit stones are exchanged is a shop directly established by Tiandao Pavilion, and a certain handling fee is charged.

Xiao Chen came to the shop, and there were some people inside, all of them were disciples of the inner sect who were about to go down the mountain, and most of them exchanged spirit stones for gold tickets.

The owner of the shop is an ordinary person without cultivation, wearing fine silk and satin, with a mustache and a flash of light in his eyes. He looks like a typical businessman.

After all the people dispersed, the man walked towards Xiao Chen with a smile: "This little brother has been waiting for such a long time, but is there any generosity?"

With a good vision, Xiao Chen said with a faint smile: "You can just call me Ye Chen, I haven't asked the boss Gao's name yet."

"Hehe, the boss can't tell, it's just a helper, if you don't dislike the little brother and call me an old Hu." The boss smiled and said unhurriedly.

Xiao Chen didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out the stacks of gold tickets from the Qiankun Ring, put them neatly on the table, and slowly covered the entire small wooden table.

A look of surprise flashed across Lao Hu's face, and his mustache curled upwards. He walked slowly to the front of the store, closed the door cautiously, and put up a closed sign.

In the end, he turned to Xiao Chen and said, "You really don't know what you look like. Little brother Ye is indeed a big deal. He probably got tens of millions of taels of gold tickets. Do you want to exchange them all for spirit stones?"

Xiao Chen nodded, and Lao Hu smiled and said: "It's the first time to exchange here, such a large-scale exchange, it is very disadvantageous."

Could it be that the ratio of exchange will change due to the size of the amount? Xiao Chen asked with some doubts: "Why?"

"Look over there." Old Hu turned around and pointed to a wooden board on the wall in the middle of the shop.

Xiao Chen looked in the direction of his finger, and it was clearly written on the wooden sign that the ratio of gold tickets to spirit stones was exchanged. Three thousand taels of gold can be exchanged for a lower-level spirit stone, but when it reaches one hundred thousand taels, it becomes five thousand Two by two can be exchanged for a lower-level spirit stone.

The larger the denomination of a single transaction, the lower the exchange ratio will be. Xiao Chen looked down, and when he reached ten million taels of gold, the exchange ratio has already been reached. Ten thousand taels of gold can only be exchanged for one lower-level spirit coin. stone.

This is really not ordinary black, Xiao Chen said speechlessly in his heart, ten thousand taels of gold can be exchanged for one lower-level spirit stone, which means that the ten million taels of gold in his hand can only be exchanged for one thousand lower-level spirit stones.

"What's going on here? To exchange one piece at a time, you only need three thousand taels of gold.

How come the larger the amount, the exchange ratio does not increase but decreases. "Xiao Chen asked extremely puzzled.

If he exchanged it once a day, the golden ticket in his hand could be exchanged for nearly 4,000 lower-level spirit stones, but the one-time exchange would only be 1,000, which is four times less, which is unacceptable to anyone.

Old Hu said with a faint smile: "In the past, there were also examples of people exchanging large sums of money for gold tickets. They were all rich families in those places who couldn't get spirit stones, so they wanted to come here to speculate."

"Think about whether the value of spirit stones is high, or the value of gold is high. Spirit stones are expendable when they are used up, but gold is liquid and will never disappear. Moreover, there are not so many spirit stones in Tiandao Pavilion. People exchange, so set up this rule."

"However, if you want to exchange spirit stones for gold coins, the ratio will also increase if the quantity is large. This is the reason why gold is valuable and spirit stones are priceless."

This is also the reason Xiao Chen thinks about. As far as warriors are concerned, it is much easier to obtain gold than to obtain spirit stones. If the ratio is too high, it is indeed a bit of a disadvantage.

Anyway, the money belonged to someone else, Xiao Chen felt sorry for it and passed it, and finally chose to exchange it. Lao Huang immediately counted the gold tickets with a smile, and immediately brought a thousand spirit stones to Xiao Chen after the counting was completed.

After Xiao Chen took the spirit stone and walked far away, Lao Hu showed an expression of ecstasy, and secretly said, if there are a few more people who are taken advantage of by him, he may be promoted soon.

In fact, Xiao Chen also felt that he was at a disadvantage. The old Hu's last smile was obviously a little impatient, but after all, it was a stolen item, and it would be fine if he could exchange it for a spirit stone.

When he came to the place where he was free to set up a stall, Xiao Chen wandered around. There were so many things that it really dazzled people. After a brief look at Xiao Chen, he found many rare treasures.

"The horn on the top of the head of the silver-horned tiger, a fifth-rank spirit beast, is sold for 20 spirit stones, or it can be exchanged for healing pills of rank four or higher!"

Xiao Chen's gaze stopped at a stall, which was set up by a middle-aged man with the cultivation base of a low-rank Martial Venerable. After reaching a certain age in Tiandao Pavilion, if you do not reach the corresponding level, you will be suspended from the sect.

You can choose to go down the mountain freely, or you can choose to stay in Tiandao Pavilion, but you need to do everything yourself, and you have to pay a certain amount of spiritual stones every month.

The middle-aged man in front of him should belong to the latter category. Because of the rich aura above the Lingyun Mountains, he was reluctant to leave, so he chose to stay.

"I want this beast horn, but can it be cheaper, how about ten spirit stones!" A young man stood in front of the booth and bargained.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No, this is already the lowest price, not even a penny less."

"Fifteen spirit stones, this is the highest price I can offer. What do you think, if you want to sell it, you should be more straightforward. You are lucky, I need this animal horn to refine a medicine pill, otherwise I am afraid I will not be able to sell it." People will buy it." The man was obviously a little unwilling, and continued to bargain.

The middle-aged man still shook his head and said, "We don't sell less than twenty low-level spirit stones. The horns on the head of this saber-toothed tiger grow an inch every ten years. It will take at least one hundred and fifty years to grow to the current length."

"The spiritual energy contained in such animal horns is extremely strong. Whether it is made into powerful bone soldiers or ground into powder to refine medicines, the value is very high. Twenty spirit stones are already the lowest price."

boom!

The man threw the animal horn he was playing with heavily on the booth, and said contemptuously: "It's a piece of trash, staying on the mountain with a faceless face, I bought you because I valued you, I see who will buy you with this animal horn of."

"It will depend on how you hand it in to the spirit stone of the main hall, and wait to be fucked down the mountain! Giving shameless things is purely uncomfortable!"

The young man only has the cultivation base of a middle-rank great martial artist, and the middle-aged man was laughed at in front of him, the expression on his face remained unchanged, very calm, "I must at least be worthy of my efforts, selling this thing cheaply is selling myself cheaply, If I was driven out like this, I would be willing."

After the young man laughed a few more words, he cursed and walked away. Before he left, he turned his eyes from time to time, staring at the saber-toothed tiger horns on the booth, looking extremely unwilling.

Xiao Chen walked up to him, carefully inspected the animal horn on the booth, and shot it with his spiritual consciousness. As the middle-aged man said, it was indeed a century-old animal horn with extremely strong aura.

There is no better material to use as soldiers. Although in Xiao Chen's current state, some ordinary materials can be used to fight with objects as soldiers, the effect is definitely not as strong as using good materials.

"My friend, I'm also here to buy this animal horn. If you want to bargain, you don't need to buy it, and the price will not be reduced."

Xiao Chen smiled faintly, "I do want to bargain, but there is something wrong with the price tag."

The face of the middle-aged man changed, and just as he was about to speak, Xiao Chen continued, "The price is a bit low. Twenty spirit stones are already sold at a low price. I will offer fifty spirit stones, which is worthy of your efforts."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he took out fifty spirit stones and handed them to the man, then took the animal horn, put it into the Qiankun ring, turned and left here.

The middle-aged man's words moved him. He was alone on the Tiandao Pavilion, and he must have received more eyes and indifference than before. Under such circumstances, he can still maintain this mentality.

It really made Xiao Chen feel compassionate, so he decided to help him. Anyway, fifty spirit stones is only a small amount to him now, and it may be able to solve the urgent needs of others.

"Little brother, why did you help me?" The middle-aged man quickly caught up with Xiao Chen and asked.

Xiao Chen turned around and smiled softly, "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, who knows what will happen in the future, maybe I helped you today, and you will have a bright future in the future, so I won't say no to picking up a favor for nothing allow."

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, who knows what will happen in the future, the middle-aged man murmured this sentence in his heart, but will my blue chip have that day?

Taking advantage of the moment when this person lost his mind, Xiao Chen turned around and used his body skills to leave the place quickly, it was just a little effort, so there is no need to pay too much attention to it.

It was still early in the day, Xiao Chen continued to stroll, and saw a few more things one after another, including the blood of high-level spirit beasts, and some rare ores and herbs, and the hundred spirit stones disappeared all of a sudden.

A booth in front of which gathered many people appeared in Xiao Chen's field of vision, a little curious in his heart, Xiao Chen pushed away the crowd and squeezed in.

The stall owner was a young man in his twenties. His cultivation had reached the peak of a great martial artist. He was wearing Beichenfeng's costume, with three gold threads embroidered on the neckline. He was a core disciple of Beichenfeng.

There was only one thing on his booth, it was a half-meter-long wooden stick that was as thick as a finger, and the wooden stick was placed on it peacefully, but it had a light blue aura that was visible to the naked eye, slowly rising like green smoke. rising.

"Fusang Lingmu!" Xiao Chen exclaimed in his heart.

The aura is inexhaustible. There are immortal flowers on the tree that bloom once every thousand years, and the flowers bloom for thousands of years. It is the fruit of immortality.

After the branches are broken, there will be blue smoke coming out slowly, and the wooden sticks placed on the booth are exactly the same as the description of the hibiscus tree in the legend.

No, this is not the real Fusang Lingmu. Xiao Chen stretched out his consciousness and found that the vitality contained in the wood, although the vitality contained in it is extremely rich, is slowly decreasing at the moment.

Even after the branches of the hibiscus tree and the spirit wood of the hibiscus are broken, the vitality contained in them will continue to flow and will not show signs of diminishing.