Mei Changqing was furious. He had originally wanted to have a good start, but he had not expected such a thing to happen.

His subordinates were really a bunch of rubbish. They couldn't even handle such a small matter.

"City Lord, our Huazi is in short supply!"

A cultivator came to report in a hurry.

"How is it possible? There are at least 100,000 Huazi in this city. How could they all be sold out in one morning?"

Wang Guan frowned and asked.

"Because all the cultivators from the first and second battlefields have come, and the number of Huazi purchased by each person is calculated based on 100 packs, so the inventory has basically been cleared out before the end of the morning."

The cultivator said.

"This is also a good thing. The fact that they can be sold out in such a short time shows that the market for Huazi is huge. We can safely purchase from the Holy City in the future. How much did we earn this morning?"

Wang Guan nodded and continued to ask.

"Not only did we not earn anything, but we also lost a lot."

The cultivator said tremblingly.

"Loss?"

"How can it be possible to lose!"

"So many cultivators bought it, and you told me you lost money? Are you kidding me?"

Mei Changqing was furious, with cold light flashing in his eyes. Thunder rumbled in the void, making it hard to breathe. The cultivator who came to report didn't dare to breathe.

"How did you lose money? Tell me!"

"Reporting to the city lord, our Huazi sells at one top-grade spirit stone per bag, the same as when we purchased it from the Holy City. It's just a transfer, and there is no profit. The reason why we say we lost money is that a lot of Tang Neng Yipin's store was smashed."

"To sum it up, we lost about hundreds of top-grade spirit stones."

The cultivator said.

"Fuck..."

"Then why don't you raise the price of Huazi?"

"The selling price is the same as the purchase price. Are you crazy?"

Mei Changqing was almost amused. After working for a long time, they didn't get any benefits. It was like being a free porter for the monks in the city.

"Reporting to the city lord, those monks said that if we raise the price, they will go directly to the Holy City. It is not difficult for them to take a detour, so we dare not raise the price rashly."

"But the city lord, let's use the equivalent Huazi to conquer the market in the city first, and then slowly raise the price in the future. I believe it won't take long to start making a profit."

The monk who came to report said.

"How long is a short time?"

Mei Changqing asked.

"At the shortest, three to five months, at the longest, half a year. As long as the monks have a sense of dependence on our store, they will not go to the Holy City in the future."

The monk said confidently, he felt that his views were very forward-looking.

"By that time, the daylily will be cold, trash, really trash, get out!"

Mei Changqing suppressed the urge to slap the other person to death, and roared with a ferocious face.

"Yes, yes, I'll get out now!"

The monk was so scared that he ran away.

"Mayor Mei, what should we do now?"

Wang Guan asked. He originally thought that it would be easy to bring down the Holy City, but now it seems that things are not that simple.

"What else can I do? I will continue to work as a porter in the Holy City. In addition, the research on Huazi must produce results as soon as possible. I want to master the production method of Huazi as soon as possible!"

Mei Changqing's breathing was a little disordered. This wave of today really made him very angry.

The reversal was too big, and his subordinates were too stupid. He couldn't adapt to it for a while.

...

The next morning.

In the Holy City, in the City Lord's Mansion.

Li Xiaobai was taking a bath with everyone with a comfortable face, and the monk's voice outside the hall was heard again.

"Report, Tangneng Yipin was stolen again in the Holy City!"

"Come in and talk."

With the experience of the last time, Yang Guang was very calm this time. He snorted and called the monk into the hall to talk.

"Reporting to the city lord, early this morning, it was found that not only the water source in Tangneng Yipin was taken away, but also the bricks used to build the bathhouse were looted. Now there is only a bare piece of land in the bathhouse."

The monk who came to report said.

"These people are really desperate. They didn't even let go of the bricks."

Li Xiaobai was speechless in his heart. He could already imagine a group of naked men sitting together. The picture was so beautiful.

"How is the sales of Huazi in the city?"

"Reporting to the young master, Huazi is still in a stable sales trend for the time being. Compared with the usual sales, there is a slight downward trend. The main reason is that the market of the third and fourth battlefields is temporarily saturated, and the monks do not have much demand for Huazi in the short term."

The monk who came to report said.

"Very good, I will tell you the price of Huazi as soon as I get back.The price will be doubled, one pack of Huazi costs two top-grade spirit stones, and the price will be lowered after today. "

Li Xiaobai said lightly.

"Yes!"

The cultivator was very confused, but he didn't ask anything, agreed, and turned away.

"Mr. Li, look..."

Yang Guang was a little unsure. In his guess, the bricks should be engraved with some kind of array pattern to gather spiritual power.

"It doesn't matter, they are just some ordinary bricks. If they want them, just give them."

Li Xiaobai smiled lightly.

"Then why do you suddenly raise the price of Huazi?"

Yang Guang asked.

"Well, of course, it's because a big customer will come to buy it soon."

"Don't worry about the bathhouse. I'll rebuild it for them. It's a small problem. "

Li Xiaobai waved his hand, stood up and walked out of the hall.

An hour later, amid the monks' exclamations of joy, Li Xiaobai renovated all the shops, and everything returned to its original track.

I casually walked into a good shop and sat down. The price on the wall had been changed by the owner to two top-grade spirit stones for a pack of Huazi.

The shop owners in the city all knew Li Xiaobai. He was their God of Wealth and the source of suppliers, so they had to worship him.

"Mr. Li, there are not many monks buying Huazi recently. Why do you want to raise the price? If so, won't there be no monks to buy it?"

The shop owner asked in confusion.

"Haha, don't worry, big customers will come soon, and we can open the business right away. "

Li Xiaobai said with a smile.

As he spoke, several monks walked in front of the door. They were all dressed in black and had masks covering their faces, so their true appearance could not be seen.

This style is not uncommon on the battlefield. Many monks would use magic weapons such as masks to block the blood and energy gushing out of the meat mountain. However, after having Huazi, they abandoned this backward practice.

"Boss, big deal."

The leader said softly.

"How many of you want to buy Huazi? How much do you want?"

The owner's eyes lit up and realized that this was the big customer that Li Xiaobai had just mentioned. It was indeed a big customer. He started with a big deal.

The black-clothed man in the lead looked around and said lightly: "One hundred thousand packs of Huazi."

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