The next day, the south square of Chengnan.

Early in the morning, many people came here, waiting anxiously.

Many of them were not bought yesterday. They came early today and were waiting here. Some of them came here after hearing about it. After hearing about it, they came to buy it.

After waiting for a long time, they waited for the people.

In an instant, the crowd was sensational, and everyone rushed over and rushed over desperately.

They all knew that they sold a lot yesterday, but there would definitely be no more left today. If they were one step late, they would be gone.

"Don't panic! Don't panic!"

Tang Hao smiled and waved his hand, put down the sack on his shoulder, and poured it on the ground.

When everyone saw it, they were stunned. Why are there so many?

However, this thought just flashed by and was soon thrown by them. They continued to squeeze forward, becoming more and more excited.

For them, the more things the better.

"I want all the enlightenment pills!"

"Get out of here, I'm interested in these first!"

They still robbed them and were bleeding.

In the blink of an eye, things are gone.

"Haha! I'm making a lot of money!"

Those who got it were all laughing happily, while those who didn’t get it were beaten their chests and stamping their feet.

"Everyone, don't be sad. Actually... I still save a little, and there will be some tomorrow!" Tang Hao said with a smile.

"What? And?"

Everyone was stunned and a little confused.

After selling so many goods in the past two days, how could there be some?

But if you think about it carefully, it seems normal. The old plague ghosts often cheat people, and they must have accumulated a lot over the years.

Thinking of this, they felt relieved.

Early on the third morning, they had already squatted in the south square of the city.

More people came, and this incident has spread and attracted more people to come.

When Tang Hao arrived, he had another scramble and sold out in a blink of an eye.

"Depend on!"

Those who didn't get it three times were stunned.

"Ahem! Everyone, don't panic. Actually, I still have a little inventory!" Tang Hao comforted them.

"besides?"

Everyone was stunned again, feeling a little incredible.

It has been sold for three days, how could it be that there is still goods?

But soon, they stopped worrying about this issue. In the past few days, many of them have grabbed the goods. After using them, everything is normal, no different from the ones on the market.

As long as it is available, it is cheap, no matter what happened to him!

On the fourth day, it was still extremely popular and was scrambled to be sold out.

On the fifth day, Tang Hao came again and brought a large bag of goods, which was stolen in a blink of an eye.

At this time, everyone began to understand that they were probably not stolen from the old plague ghosts and others, but they didn't know where they came from and didn't want to care about it.

They are looking for such high-quality and low-priced goods.

Day 6, Day 7...

Every day, they are extremely popular, and they are always snatched away in a blink of an eye.

Every morning, the south square of the city is extremely lively. As the news spreads, more and more people join the rush to buy.

Because of this incident, a small wave caused another stir in the city.

"It's this guy named Shi again, hey! This guy is really interesting!"

"Hi! It's just a disabled person, it's so funny!"

Some people admire, and some people disdain.

"Where did those goods... come from?"

The shopkeepers wondered, they were most confused. They were obviously of the same quality as them, but the price was so low. Wouldn’t it be a loss to sell like this?

They inquired about it from multiple sources and then they realized that this guy was refining it himself. During this period, he often appeared in various raw material shops and purchased various materials.

"This guy is stupid! Can you make money by selling like this?"

The shopkeepers were even more puzzled.

They calculated that according to the guy's selling method, there was basically no profit.

For example, if a top-grade Taoist weapon has a market price of more than 200 yuan, the materials will be 70 to 80 yuan. The hard work of the weapon refiner also needs this number. After several links, you can earn a little on each floor, and there will be not much on them.

Even if this guy practices by himself, he will basically not make much money.

What puzzled them even more was that that guy could sell a lot of goods every day, and he alone could not be able to practice it.

However, after observing for a while, the guy sold so much every day, which did not have much impact on the entire market, so they were too lazy to care about it.

In a blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Tang Hao's business is still booming, and he has become more famous.

His grocery stall is already famous throughout the city, and there are even other main stars coming here.

In the past half a month, Tang Hao also made a lot of money.

In fact, he doesn't need to refine these things at all, so he naturally has soul-dividing them for his work. He just goes out every day, sells them out, and goes back to comprehend the path of life and death.

By streamlining the elixir recipe and improving the refining method, he greatly reduced the cost of materials, so despite the low sales, the profit was still quite considerable.

Every day, he can earn thousands of crystals, and in the past half month, he has earned 40,000 to 50,000.

Such an easy way to make money, but it does not affect enlightenment. Tang Hao is quite satisfied with this state.

He is going to do this, make money, realize the truth, and take into account both. Wouldn't it be beautiful?

He also specially found a store, rented it, and appropriately expanded the amount sold every day.

In this way, I earn more every day.

Soon, another month passed.

Every morning, Tang Hao went out and returned to continue to realize the truth. He was quite comfortable, and he began to get used to this leisurely rhythm.

However, the good times did not last long.

Before, when he killed the old man in Plague before, many people were jealous and focused on him. Now, seeing his business prosper every day, they rented a store to open a store, and more people were jealous.

In this city, many people have set their sights on him and are coveting his money.

But because he never left the city and lived at the top of the spiritual peak, they could not do it.

Soon, rumors spread in the city.

"That man surnamed Shi, I don't know how rich he is now! Look at him, he opened a store and his business is so popular, and he lives in the best cave. It's twenty yuan a day! It's so luxurious!"

"What kind of profit is low? Don't believe it. If it is really low, he can do it for so long? I don't know how much this guy has made, tens of thousands a day, but now he has made hundreds of thousands!"

"What are hundreds of thousands? I have a friend who lives in Lingguang Peak. I have met that guy a few times. I heard him boast about earning millions."

Rumors are getting worse, from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, and then soaring to one million.

"Why! He can earn so much if he is disabled!"

"This is unfair!"

They are unwilling to accept that a mere guy with a broken Taoist fruit can make so much money, but they can only make a little money.

Strong jealousy and greed ignited wildly in people's hearts.
Chapter completed!