Chapter 81: Selling Grain at the Price of Gold, the Steady Zhou Sui_1
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By dusk.
Many loose cultivators returned from the city center, dejected, empty-handed, and utterly depressed.
"What happened? You couldn't buy any food either?"
Someone asked.
"To hell with buying, stores are closed now, no one is doing business, even if you have spirit stones you can't buy any grain."
A grey-robed cultivator cursed under his breath, entirely infuriated. He had never experienced anything like this before.
"This is too ridiculous, how could there be no food, could we cultivators really starve to death?"
Someone else complained.
"Ah, you don't know how astonishing the prices of food are right now, they're changing three times a day."
A white robed monk spoke with a terrified heart.
In the morning, he could just afford the price of the rice but thought it too expensive, so he didn't buy it.
Who would've thought that by midday the price doubled, and he started panicking.
By evening, even when he raised the price tenfold, no one was selling.