My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange-Chapter 18 - Buy Again

Not much time had passed after Wang Zijia finished his shift when Xu Chenglin returned with Magic Money. He carefully handed Wang Zijia five Magic Money, reminding him, “You don’t have any elders at home with your father gone, so be careful with your money and don’t let people cheat you.”

“Thank you, Mr. Xu, I understand!” replied Wang Zijia.

Xu Chenglin said a few more cautioning remarks before turning around to leave.

Wang Zijia then pocketed his money, first went to the warehouse to claim forty sets of spiritual materials, but did not take it away immediately. He instead left it in the storage room temporarily, and with the remaining two Magic Money left, he left the store.

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A moment later, Wang Zijia arrived again at Wentian Pavilion.

This time as soon as he entered, he confidently said, “Buy, category B, number eleven!”

The staff member prepared to receive him was momentarily frozen, then smiled and said, “Alright, please follow me.”

Wang Zijia came to a familiar room, and once the middle-aged scholar appeared, his entrance was slightly halted as he looked at Wang Zijia. He promptly began to introduce himself: “Wentian Pavilion, Xun Liang!”

“Wang Zijia!” Wang Zijia bluntly replied.

“What would Daoist Wang like to buy this time?” Xun Liang wasted no time in getting straight to the point, not exceeding any pleasantries.

“I need information about the black market in the city, or the trading circle of stray cultivators and such,” Wang Zijia asked.

“Fifteen Magic Money!” replied Xun Liang.

“Uh, why is it so expensive?” Wang Zijia was taken aback, asking in disbelief.

Xun Liang was momentarily stunned, then realized, “Did I miss something?”

Wang Zijia was also taken aback, then, realizing his mistake said: “Ah, I did not express myself clearly, I do not want information about the entire city, I just want to take a look around.”

Xun Liang looked at Wang Zijia, then said: “One Magic Money.”

Wang Zijia felt relief, because he only had two coins left.

He took out a coin and handed it over.

The scholar accepted the coin and quickly wrote down a lot of information.

“This is the city’s most secure of the dark markets, which doesn’t require any entrance qualification. I’ve also included how to enter.” After giving Wang Zijia the note, Xun Liang added:

“Even though these are the safest ones, they are only relatively safe. When I say safety, I’m not only referring to personal safety. If you’re trading goods, you need to keep your eyes open.”

“Understood!” nodded Wang Zijia.

“Is there anything else?” Xun Liang asked.

Wang Zijia shook his head decisively, if he had to ask again, he’d be left without a single coin!

Xun Liang, who only earned a single Magic Money, was not discouraged, he smiled and said, “Then, I look forward to seeing you next time.”

“Or not, it’s better not to see. My pockets are almost as clean as my face, it won’t be bankruptcy next time we meet, it would be begging instead,” said Wang Zijia chuckling bitterly.

“Haha!” Xun Liang took a moment before bursting into laughter, “Daoist Wang is really interesting!”

Compared to the last formal transaction, the two were much more relaxed this time.

When Wang Zijia left the Wentian Pavilion and turned around to look at it, feeling the single coin in his pocket, he was a bit envious.

This kind of information trading, making a huge profit without capital, is faster than their hard work to make money. But this business, ordinary people, even the usual sects can’t do it. It could easily lead to calamity!

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He returned to his place of work, the warehouse, collected the materials and went home.

After eating dinner, Wang Zijia started processing the materials. In fact, he was proficient in spells, and could directly use spiritual materials to cast spells.

But even a tiny increase in the chance of success was worth the effort to process the materials. Firstly, it was conducive to increasing the Skill Value Degree, and secondly, he was poor.

He was almost desperate in poverty. Carry a single coin and see the world!

Once the materials were processed, Wang Zijia started casting the spell carefully.

This time, as he cast the spell, Wang Zijia sensed a marked difference from the previous day. Even though he was using his Innate True Qi, it didn’t strain him anymore. Everything was smooth, like water flowing in a channel.

In fact, he used up seven sets of materials before he felt the depletion of True Qi, only then he felt a little exhausted.

After meditating for an hour to recover his mana, he began making talisman cards again.

He started working around six in the evening, and after intermittent working for six to seven hours, all forty sets of materials had been processed by Wang Zijia.

He managed to obtain twenty-seven talisman cards, a success rate of almost seventy percent. It was quite higher than the theoretical sixty percent at the proficient level, the Skill Value Degree also increased slightly. This result proved that his hard work was not wasted.

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Together with the five talisman cards from the previous day, there were a total of thirty-two cards. They should at least sell for six Magic Money, truly beginning to turn a profit, alleviating his severe financial deficit!

After packing up everything, he realized it was already midnight.

After thinking for a moment, he moved the talisman cards and other equipment back into the secret room, putting them in the treasure chest.

Then Wang Zijia didn’t go back to his room to sleep, but changed into a tight outfit and quietly left the courtyard. Turning into a shadow, he evaded the various patrols and began to roam the city.

He had no specific destination, and he generally headed in the direction of the last day’s battle.

At this time of the night, the various night markets should have gradually settled down. But that day, even though more shops had closed early, the streets were not quiet. The patrol teams were especially numerous.

After roaming for a while, Wang Zijia found several places where the Law Enforcement team had fought, but there was no chance to pick up anything valuable.

Out of caution, he had no choice but to retreat.

Suddenly, as he passed a dark alley, Wang Zijia felt a noticeable change in his own qi and stopped in his tracks.

The whole alley was dead quiet, and there was no light in the yards on either side of the alley. It seemed everyone had long since gone to bed.

According to his sense, Wang Zijia arrived at a courtyard wall. After closely sensing the area for a moment, he took a deep breath and floated over the wall into the courtyard.

“Crack, crack…”

Once inside the courtyard, Wang Zijia heard the faint sounds that seemed like a rat sneaking food.