vstars Chapter 7: One Pot of Spirit Rice Sells Like Hotcakes Across the City
Chapter 7: One Pot of Spirit Rice Sells Like Hotcakes Across the City
Dongchang Street was bustling with people.
But at this moment, the neatly lined queue in front of Wang's Grain Store began to gradually disperse.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the pot across the street.
White mist rises, and the aroma of rice fills the air.
The aroma was different from the strong fragrance of ordinary rice, and also different from the bland fragrance of common spirit rice; it was a refreshing and lingering aroma.
Just one whiff of it makes your mouth water.
After taking a few more breaths, even the spiritual energy in his dantian seemed to become more active.
"What's this smell?"
"It smells so much better than the Wang family's top-grade spirit rice!"
"Sold by the Li family?"
"When did the Li family start producing this kind of goods?"
More and more people gathered to watch.
Even the wandering cultivators passing by couldn't help but stop in their tracks.
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Li Yuanshan squatted by the pot, his head covered in sweat, adding fuel to the fire while his heart ached.
"Young clan leader..."
"That's all money."
"One pot and dozens of spirit coins are gone."
Li Xuan stood to the side with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly.
"If you can't bear to part with the fragrance, how can you make big money?"
Li Yuanlie stood guard with his sword in his hand, his mouth watering at the smell.
"I think letting me try a bowl first is a way to attract customers."
Li Yuanshan jumped up instantly.
"Don't even think about it!"
"With your appetite, you can eat half a pot in one bite!"
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The pot lid was lifted.
The heat shot into the sky.
Each grain of rice is crystal clear and distinct, with a pale blue hue, like pearls falling onto a plate.
Many onlookers instinctively squeezed forward a couple of steps.
Some people even swallowed.
Wang Fu stood at the entrance of the grain store, his face already grim.
"Playing tricks."
"So what if it smells good? It costs 480 spirit coins per pound, who can afford it?"
The voice just fell.
A young man carrying a sword stepped out from the crowd. He was about twenty years old, with a Qi Refining Level 3 cultivation. He was dressed plainly and was clearly a rogue cultivator.
He stared at the rice in the pot, his eyes shining.
"Boss, how much?"
Li Yuanshan immediately perked up and eagerly answered:
"Thirty spirit coins per tael!"
The young man's lips twitched.
"It's really dark."
Li Yuanshan said solemnly:
"Honest and fair dealings with both young and old."
After hesitating for a moment, the young man still took out a small bag of spirit coins.
"Give me one or two to try."
A commotion immediately broke out around them.
Someone actually bought it?!
Li Yuanshan carefully ladled out a small bowl and handed it over as if it were a precious treasure.
The young man took it, smelled it, and his expression changed slightly.
He then picked up a bite and put it in his mouth.
The next moment, he froze.
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The rice grains melt in your mouth, and their sweet, refreshing aroma spreads along your throat.
A gentle spiritual energy flowed slowly into the dantian along the meridians.
The spiritual energy he had expended traveling last night was rapidly recovering.
The young man's eyes widened suddenly.
"this……"
He looked down at the bowl and then shoveled down two more mouthfuls.
A few breaths later, his breathing became heavier.
"My spiritual power has recovered by at least ten percent!"
These words caused an uproar in the room.
"Really?!"
"One or two meters and you can recover ten percent of your spiritual power?"
"Faster than Qi-Returning Powder?"
Wang Fu's expression changed drastically.
A bottle of Qi-restoring powder costs at least 200 spirit coins, and there are still traces of elixir poison.
If this spirit rice really has such an effect, then thirty spirit coins per tael is not expensive at all!
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The young man finished his meal in a few bites and immediately produced a bag of spirit coins.
"Another five ounces, please!"
Li Yuanshan's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the catch.
Five taels?
This is 150 spirit coins!
He had never seen anyone buy rice so extravagantly in his life.
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Once the first person took the plunge, the onlookers immediately became restless.
A burly man squeezed forward.
"Give me two ounces!"
"I'll take three ounces!"
"Don't push, you guys in the back!"
"Give it to me first, I'm in a hurry to go into the mountains to hunt demons!"
The area is closed.
The customers who were originally queuing in front of Wang's Grain Store all rushed over.
Li Yuanshan was jostled and knocked around until his voice became hoarse.
"Line up! Line up!"
"Those buying rice, stand on the left! Those paying, stand on the right!"
"Don't steal the bowl!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Li Yuanlie plunged his knife into the ground.
boom!
A crack appeared in the bluestone floor.
The entire room fell silent for a moment.
Li Yuanlie grinned.
"If it gets chaotic again, I'll line up people by headcount."
The crowd immediately became much more obedient.
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Wang Fu stood there, his face turning green.
His assistant behind him said urgently:
"Shopkeeper, there's no one at the door!"
What should I do with the Ling rice that's on special offer in the warehouse today?
Wang Fu gritted his teeth.
"Price reduction!"
The waiter was taken aback.
"How much will it be reduced?"
"Ten spirit coins per pound!"
The waiter gasped.
This is almost sold at a loss.
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Even so, no one turned back.
People aren't stupid.
The difference between ordinary rice, which costs 10 spirit coins per kilogram, and premium spirit rice, which costs 30 spirit coins per ounce, seems enormous.
But for cultivators, restoring spiritual power is a matter of life and death.
When hunting demons or engaging in magical battles, a mouthful of spirit rice that can restore one's spirit is more valuable than weapons in critical moments.
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From the crowd, a gray-robed cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining walked to the pot and said coldly:
"Give me a pound."
Li Yuanshan was stunned on the spot.
"One...one jin?"
That's four hundred and eighty spirit coins!
The gray-robed monk frowned.
"No?"
Yes, yes, yes!
Li Yuanshan was so excited he almost cried, his hands trembling as he filled the rice container.
The people around were green with envy.
One pound!
This is a major client!
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After taking a bite, the gray-robed cultivator's gaze suddenly sharpened as he looked at Li Xuan.
What is the name of this rice?
Li Xuan said calmly:
"Azure Jade Spirit Rice".
The gray-robed monk nodded.
"good."
I'll come again tomorrow.
After saying that, he turned and left.
The surrounding crowd erupted in cheers once again.
Even mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators have acknowledged it!
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Li Yuanshan is extremely busy.
He was writing in the ledger so fast that his smile almost reached his ears.
"Young Clan Chief!"
"We've struck it rich!"
"In just half an hour, they've already sold over three hundred spirit coins!"
Li Yuanlie scoffed.
"Who just said that cooking a pot of rice is a loss-making endeavor?"
Li Yuanshan spoke with righteous indignation and stern words.
"That's a strategic concern!"
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Wang Fu finally couldn't sit still any longer.
He strode over, his face grim.
"Li Xuan".
"This is malicious market disruption."
Li Xuan didn't even glance at him.
"I'm selling my rice, what business is it of yours?"
Wang Fu sneered.
"There have always been rules on the grain route in Dongshi."
"Did your Li family pay the toll if you wanted to sell goods here?"
The moment these words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent.
Many merchants showed signs of apprehension.
It was no secret that the Wang family collected "travel fees" in the East Market.
But no one dared to say it.
Li Yuanshan's expression changed.
coming.
His worst fears have finally come true.
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Li Xuan finally turned to look at Wang Fu, his expression calm.
"Toll fees?"
"Who made these rules?"
Wang Fu sneered.
"It was decided by the Wang family."
Li Xuan nodded, then suddenly smiled.
"What a coincidence."
"From today onwards, the rules have changed."
"Dongshi Grain Road—"
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire street.
"My Li family also wants a share."
The entire room fell into a deathly silence.
Wang Fu's fleshy face twitched violently.
Li Yuanshan's legs went weak.
Young clan chief, this isn't about selling rice.
This is a declaration of war in the street!
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A system notification suddenly sounded in my mind.
[New mission completed: Make the Li family's name known throughout Qingyun County]
[Reward: Opportunity to upgrade the second acre of spirit field]
[Reward: Family Luck +15]
[Current Luck: 63]
[New Mission Issued: Break the Wang Family's Monopoly on Grain Transport]
Li Xuan's eyes brightened slightly.
The second acre of spiritual land is in hand.
And so the real business battle officially began.
Wang Fu stared intently at him, his voice icy.
"Li Xuan, you'll regret this."
Li Xuan picked up a bowl of freshly cooked jade spirit rice and slowly took a bite.
"I won't be the one who regrets it."
A storm suddenly broke out on the long street.
End of Chapter Seven