Chapter 39: The Story of the Sandworm Pavilion (Finale)

Zhang Qingyang is very strange, this shouldn't be Lao Zhao's style. He creates different temperatures and humidities according to the characteristics of the sandworm to ensure that the sandworm can grow optimally.

But these sandworms with different habits are all placed here, and needless to say, some sandworms will definitely be raised.

After Lao Zhao finished speaking, he smacked his lips unsatisfied. Seeing Zhang Qingyang's eyes looking at the crystal boxes around him, he said proudly: "This is my original cultivation method, called Hundred Birds and Phoenix." Some little things are born kings, so be sure to prepare some people. This will allow it to maintain the posture of a king and grow proudly. ”

As soon as Lao Zhao finished speaking, the little insect suddenly straightened up his upper body, and his thin body couldn't see the kingly posture that Lao Zhao said at all.

"Squeak!" the black dragon suddenly raised his head the size of a small bean and shouted in a long voice. The sound is like a fingernail scratching on glass, which makes people feel unspeakably uncomfortable when they hear it.

At this moment, Zhang Qingyang suddenly found that the sandworms in the crystal boxes around him, no matter what they were doing, seemed to hear some terrible sound at this moment, trembling and lying on the sand, unable to move.

In the originally noisy and exotic small environment, there was a strange silence.

With the flick of his fingers, Zhang Qingyang's hairs stood up.

A few bugs didn't know if they were scared silly, and hit their heads desperately against the wall of the crystal box.

Lao Zhao looked at Zhang Qingyang dumbfounded, and said proudly: "See, is the black dragon a natural king?" Your task in the future is to focus on taking care of it. ”

"Well," Zhang Qingyang nodded, paused and asked, "Uncle Zhao, is this sandworm more expensive?" ”

Lao Zhao said: "If you simply sell it, you can ask for about 30,000 federal coins." ”

Zhang Qingyang was shocked, and looked at the thin little insect in the crystal box that was smaller than a matchstick, "Uncle Zhao, what if you don't just buy it?"

Lao Zhao said: "If you participate in the competition, or gamble with others in the high-end game, you will win dozens or millions of federal coins." ”

Zhang Qingyang lost his language function in an instant, and this small thing was worth so much. It can be said that if you have one of these sandworms, it will no longer be a dream to buy high-grade pet animal eggs.

Walking out of the secret room, Lao Zhao looked at Zhang Qingyang, who looked sluggish, and smiled: "You know how big the world of sandworms is." If you want to know more about sandworms, there is a study room upstairs, and I have collected a lot of books related to sandworms, you can take them and read them yourself. ”

"But I have a word of advice. Lao Zhao suddenly said seriously, "No matter how valuable the sandworm is, it is also a small way, a thing, and an entertainment." Entertainment is a pastime, just to pass the time. You have a great future, and you must not put your mind to it here. If you want to be truly strong and have a respectable position, you have to go on the right path. Look at me, if it weren't for my luck, I suddenly came to my senses, and I met a good boss, I would be completely ruined. ”

"Well, I see, Uncle Zhao. I'll control my desires. Zhang Qingyang said seriously, after all, he knew very well how miserable Lao Zhao was before.

"Knowledge is the root of our lives for the better. Lao Zhao sighed. He spent half his life studying sandworms, and because of his gambling addiction, he went bankrupt and his wife was separated. And because of his understanding of the knowledge of sandworms, he was appreciated by the boss, and he had a stable meal.

After experiencing the ups and downs of life, Lao Zhao has thoroughly understood that gambling is not a good thing, nine out of ten bets are lost, and changing fate depends on knowledge.

Therefore, Lao Zhao now spends more time studying sandworms, but he doesn't have the idea of gambling with sandworms to win a lot of money, and he doesn't have the slightest idea.

There are no shortcuts in life, and if you want to win, you have to take it step by step.

Now, he is more immersed in the fun of studying sandworms.

"You're a good boy, I believe in you. Let's go, come back to work tomorrow. Lao Zhao said, "I'm also off work, and my wife and children are still waiting for me at home." ”

Zhang Qingyang glanced at Lao Zhao in surprise.

Lao Zhao smiled and said: "Now that I have turned back as a prodigal son, and I have money again, of course I have to take my wife and children back, work hard to atone for my sins, and let them live a good life." ”

Seeing the back of Lao Zhao leaving, Zhang Qingyang clenched his fists, well, he finally had his first job. We must do a good job in the future, and strive to save enough money to buy pet eggs as soon as possible.

When he got home, Zhang's father and mother's expressions were relatively relaxed.

Since the invention of the meat bun, business has been 20% better than usual. Although Zhang's father and mother were a little more tired than usual, the expressions on their faces were much more relaxed than usual.

"The son is back. As soon as Zhang Qingyang entered the door, Zhang's mother immediately greeted, "Are you hungry, sit down for a while, this pot of meat and buns will be fine immediately." ”

"Well, there's still a meat bun. Zhang Qingyang said strangely. Because my home is a breakfast shop, I have always sold breakfast, but I didn't expect my parents to still make meat buns at night.

Soon, Zhang's mother brought the meat sandwich bun, and there was also a bowl of milky white mutton soup with a little green onion.

Mother Zhang sat opposite and said, "Son, your father wants to sell meat and steamed buns all day long, you can analyze and analyze it, this will not work." You read books, and you analyze and analyze your mother. I can't trust your dad. ”

Father Zhang walked over and said, "What's there to analyze here, didn't I see that many people came to ask, and it will definitely be sold if it is made." ”

Mother Zhang glanced at him and said, "You can do it, you told me twenty years ago that you wanted to get rich, have you made a fortune? If I hadn't given birth to a good son, what else could I expect in this life?"

Zhang's father was silent, and lowered his head and smoked.

Zhang Qingyang thought for a moment in Zhang's mother's eager expectant eyes and said: "Mom, judging from the reactions of our regular customers, everyone's acceptance of this new variety is quite high. I see that most regular customers will buy it again after eating it once. So I think it's okay in terms of taste. ”

"Look, I said no problem. Zhang's father said.

"Don't talk, you know a few questions. Mother Zhang didn't have a good breath, "Just your brain, can you be admitted to Nanling Academy, listen to my son." ”

Zhang Qingyang glanced at Zhang's father funny, but was glared at by Zhang's father's eyes, and immediately held back his smile, and continued to analyze: "Mom, since our family's new varieties have no problem with the taste, how can we expand sales." Expecting the guests to come in and eat a bun seems to be a bit difficult. If it were me, if I could hold it in my hand and eat it while walking, I would be willing to come to the store and buy it. ”

"Then what should we do?" said Zhang's mother.

Zhang Qingyang said: "It's very simple, provide a piece of paper. Allow diners to wrap it in paper and eat as they go. ”

"Isn't this nonsense?" Father Zhang extinguished the cigarette butt and glared, "I've never heard of it, providing a piece of paper can increase sales." ”

Father Zhang stood up and was about to leave, but Mother Zhang said in a flat voice: "You go buy some paper tomorrow first." ”