Ye Fan found an antique shop, bought a talisman pen for 2,000 yuan, bought 100 pieces of talisman paper for a price of 100 sheets, and bought ink pads, lucky bags, cinnabar liquid, etc., and bought the whole set. It cost 20,000 yuan.
After buying the talisman tools, Ye Fan went to buy a pair of traditional Chinese medicine baths similar to yesterday.
Ye Fan absorbed the power of the medicine, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.
The aura in this world is really too weak, and his physical aptitude doesn't seem to be very good. Ye Fan thought, if he wants to practice meditation, he guesses that when he is eighty years old, he can only practice Qi for three or four years. Therefore, this elixir cannot be missing. Since the elixir cannot be missing, making money has to be put on the agenda.
Ye Fan picked up a brush and drew a few pieces of talisman paper. Ye Fan had also drawn talismans in his previous life, and Ye Fan could draw any talisman that was difficult to draw.
However, spiritual talismans need spiritual power to work. Although the talismans drawn by Ye Fan are correct, they are all useless talismans.
Ye Fan worked hard for two days, and finally drew six talismans. Ye Fan's cultivation base is too low, and every time he draws a talisman, he will consume all the aura in his body.
Looking at the talisman in front of him, Ye Fan had a feeling that the future would be infinitely better.
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Under the flyover of the Red Star Building, there have always been fortune tellers from all walks of life. Today, there is a boy in casual clothes under the flyover. Next to the stand of the boy in casual clothes, Kazuki's candied haws are also placed.
"Brother, do you sell candied haws? If you sell candied haws, you have to walk back and forth, shouting."
Ye Fan glanced at Master Yuan who is known as the heir of Yuan Tiangang, shook his head, and said, "I don't sell candied haws."
"Then you are?"
"I'm a talisman seller."
"You are the main talisman seller, and you can sell candied haws part-time."
Ye Fan shook his head and said, "No, I don't sell these candied haws, I want to eat them myself."
Master Yuan looked at Ye Fan, shook his head helplessly, and thought to himself: It's a pity that such a handsome young man is so stupid. This side eats candied haws and sells tall talismans at the same time, who will buy it!
Ye Fan was born in Biyun Sect. When he was born, his parents and elder brother were already able to fast.
Immortal cultivators pay attention to being pure-hearted and ascetic, and those who are addicted to food and drink have always been looked down upon.
Ye Fan has eaten Bigu pills with his parents since he was sensible. For more than 20 years, he has missed a lot of delicacies. After arriving on the earth, a bunch of candied haws can make Ye Fan extremely satisfied.
Ye Fan didn't understand Master Yuan's mood, but said a little depressed: "Why is no one here!"
Master Yuan sighed, and said, "It's hard to do business these days! Oppose feudal superstition at every turn, and the competition is also fierce. What astrology! Tarot cards! It's a mess, it's not easy!"
Ye Fan: "..."
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"This talisman is very beautiful!" A pair of young men and women came over.
The woman who walked over looked like a fan of metaphysics, wearing a string of Buddhist beads in her hand and a jade pendant to ward off evil spirits around her neck.
"How many kinds of talismans do you have?" the woman asked.
"There are two kinds, the peace talisman and the disease-dispelling talisman." Ye Fan secretly said: His cultivation base is too low, and now he can only draw the simplest talisman. When his cultivation level is higher, he can draw all kinds of talismans .
"How much is a safe talisman!"
"Thirty thousand." Ye Fan said without thinking.
A look of anger appeared on the man's face, "Crazy, Yuanyuan, let's ignore this person."
The woman glanced at Ye Fan's booth reluctantly, and followed.
"Brother, 30,000 talismans!" Master Yuan asked, staring at Ye Fan dumbfounded.
Ye Fan nodded and said, "Well, thirty thousand one."
"You really dare to ask for a price!" Master Yuan shook his head and said.
Ye Fan said disapprovingly: "30,000 is already very cheap."
In order to draw this talisman, he was exhausted. Every time he finished drawing the talisman, his strength felt drained. He worked so hard to draw it. It is not fair to sell it for 30,000 yuan. Who is he! The little prince of Biyunzong, who knows everything about cultivating immortals, is it expensive for a person of such noble status to sell 30,000 yuan for a talisman? This group of blind scum.
Ye Fan stayed under the overpass all afternoon, and met four people who came to ask the price.
The two were former lovers, and they called him crazy after asking.
One was an old man, who scolded him earnestly after asking. "Young man, you still have to be honest, cheating and abducting is not the right way." After speaking, the old man walked away with his hands behind his back, lamenting that the world is getting worse and people's hearts are not old.
The fourth was a young man who told him that the variety of talismans he sold was too small and monotonous, and that he had a stable and cheap source of goods that could supply him.
Finally, Ye Fan finally ushered in the fifth and sixth guests, a young lady and a young lady.
Ye Fan glanced at Xiaozhengtai, and thought to himself: I started picking up girls at such a young age, I don't learn well at such a young age.