Chapter 1415: High prices

On the streets, there are cultivators everywhere, either in groups or alone.
As night falls, these people are all going to catch the night market.
The alchemy meeting held every ten years is naturally also a grand trade gathering. The more repairers, the more business opportunities there are.
Zhang Yifeng and the others went to the night market to have a look at the night market.
The night market is full of voices and lively.
There are almost no inferior items sold here. Zhang Yifeng saw someone selling Level 9 weapons. Even Grade 9 medicinal materials are not so scarce.
The imperial city is indeed an imperial city.
"This is the imperial city. There are so many good things, but unfortunately, I can't afford it."
Baitu Tianhe sighed.
The group walked around for about an hour before leaving.
"Let’s find a place to live, and we will sign up early tomorrow morning."
Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly.
"Okay. Just the restaurant in front of you. I'm all inclusive."
Baitu Tianhe pointed to the restaurant in front and spoke openly.
This restaurant has a total of five floors and occupies a large area. The restaurant’s architecture is also unique, like an eagle spreading its wings.
Baitu Tianhe walked into the inn, and Shifen boldly said: "Treasurer, is there any room? Give me eight upper rooms? We are one of us."
The shopkeeper apologized: "This guest officer, sorry, the upper room is no longer there. How many rooms are there in the middle room? Do you live?"
"Have a stroke? Live it."
Baitu Tianhe didn't have much need for the living environment, and immediately nodded in agreement.
"Haole Keguan, eight people, eight middle rooms, each middle room has a thousand moonstones a night, and eight people are eight thousand moonstones. How long does the guest officer plan to stay?"
Hearing this, Baitu Tianhe was taken aback, and asked: "The shopkeeper, how many moonstones do you say is one night?"
The shopkeeper replied: "One thousand moonstones one night. What's wrong?"
"This is the price of the middle house?"
Baitu Tianhe is a little confused, is the consumption of this imperial city too expensive?
"Yes. The price of the middle house."
"What about going to the house?"
"Go to the room with five thousand moonstones for one night."
"So expensive!"
Baitu Tianhe understood why his father specially gave him 100,000 moonstones, and the cost of the emotional imperial city was not generally high. Fortunately, he didn't go to the house. If there was a house, he didn't know whether he should live. One room is five thousand, eight rooms is forty thousand. One hundred thousand moonstones can only last two days.
Who is raising prices so high!
Baitu Tianhe suddenly felt a countryman entering the city.
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "These days, it has been a bit expensive. This guest, do you still want to live?"
"Live it."
Although Baitu Tianhe is a bit painful, Zhongfang is still affordable.
"Eight rooms?" the shopkeeper asked again.
Baitu Tianhe was about to nod his head, and the voice of the senior brother Baili came: "It can't be as many as eight rooms. Four of us senior brothers and sisters can live in one. Anyway, we don't need to sleep."
"I don't live alone, I live with Zhang Yifeng."
Hong Ling's voice also came. Bai Li and the others were surprised, and they gave Zhang Yifeng an "I understand" look.
"Then open four rooms."
In the end, Baitu Tianhe opened four rooms.
"Hao Le, how long are the guests going to stay? Is it until the end of the alchemy conference? Then press the 50,000 moonstone first, how about? More retreats and less supplements, no deception."
"no problem."
Baitu Tianhe spoke openly, he still wouldn't frown for the money he should spend.
It just seems that one hundred thousand moonstones in Daman Imperial City can only guarantee a simple residence. Wanting to eat or buy something is a luxury.
On this day, Zhang Yifeng stayed in Daman Imperial City.
Early the next morning, Zhang Yifeng followed Baitu Tianhe to the registration office of the Intercontinental Alchemy Conference.
Although Daman Imperial City is very large, it is not difficult to find the registration office. Just ask a passerby.
Registration is not complicated. An old man with the appearance of a civil official read the recommendation letter from Baitu Tianhe, and then said to Baitu Tianhe: "Where is the chief alchemist of your Baitu family?"
Baitu Tianhe pointed to Zhang Yifeng and said, "This is the chief alchemist of my Baitu family."
"He? Chief alchemist?"
The civil officer frowned at that time. For nearly five intercontinental alchemy conferences, he was responsible for registration here. In the past few decades, he has also seen many powerful alchemists and talented young talents. It is not that he has never seen a young alchemist like Zhang Yifeng. But those young alchemists all follow the master, not the chief alchemist.
The young man in front of him was actually the chief alchemist of the Baitu family, in other words, this young man was at least an eighth-level alchemist.
This makes the civil servants a little bit unbelievable!
However, the civil official has a good temper. He said to Zhang Yifeng: "Then follow the old rules, in front of my face, refine an eighth-level pill. You make the materials yourself, and I am not responsible here. There is no material. If you do, quickly go back and prepare."
The last words of the civil servants are obviously to give Zhang Yifeng and Baitu Tianhe a step, meaning that if you don't have the real materials, you should take the initiative to go back to avoid embarrassment.
Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, without saying anything, he sacrificed the pill furnace.
Then he took out the medicinal materials of the eighth-level healing pill that he had prepared long ago, and directly began to refine the pill in front of the civilian officials.
Zhang Yifeng's technique is not subtle, because it is Chu Qiu's alchemy technique.
However, although the technique is not very subtle, Zhang Yifeng's control of the flame is perfect, and there is nothing wrong with the whole alchemy.
In addition, Zhang Yifeng did not use the Dark Demon Fire, but the Blue Moon Fire that was still used.
Five minutes later, Zhang Yifeng successfully condensed the pill.
Six pills rolled down from the furnace. The reason there were only six pills was because Zhang Yifeng deliberately released water.
These six healing pills are just low-grade pills.
Seeing the finished medicine pill rolling down, Baitu Tianhe on the side breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Yifeng really did not disappoint his trust!
Don't look at his calm face, in fact, he has already sweated on his back.
"This... is really an eighth-level healing pill!"
The old civil servant gave Zhang Yifeng a surprised look, then nodded.
"It's really a hero who was born in a young age, he was actually an eighth-level alchemist at a young age! What kind of family is this Baitu family? You can actually cultivate a powerful alchemist like you. By the way, your name is Zhang Yifeng? This name is interesting. It's exactly the same as the young King Dan from Zhongzhou."
After admiring it for a while, the old civil servant took out a contest certificate and handed it to Zhang Yifeng.
"You take this entry card. In addition, let me remind you that one entry card is only allowed to bring five people. In other words, you can only register up to five disciples or Dantongs. If the number of you exceeds the limit, I didn’t buy a ticket again. You can spend money here to get another entry certificate."
Hearing that, Baitu Tianhe and Zhang Yifeng were both taken aback.
Baitu Tianhe asked with even more confusion, "Is there a limit on the number of disciples and Dantong?"