Chapter 221: Slamming the Door

Now that I see Zheng Zixu again, he is still the same, but he has lost a lot of weight, the beard on his face has come out, the folds on his clothes, and his vicissitudes of life, he looks like he has been abused.

"Mmmmmm, it's me and it's me, you don't know, in the past few months, I've eaten worse than pigs, gotten up earlier than dogs, slept later than chickens, and worked more than cows, thinking about it, my eyes cramped!" swallowed his saliva, Zheng Zixu rubbed his stomach and said helplessly.

Glancing at the kid, Feng Qingge said indifferently: "It's what you want me to do, right?"

"You've debunked it? Hehe, there's no way, who told my sister Tangyuan to cook the food is too delicious, I haven't seen you for a few months, your cooking skills must be more sophisticated, make some food, I haven't eaten what my sister Tangyuan made for a long time. Scratching his head, Zheng Zixu smiled.

Feng Qingge smiled helplessly, her eyes swept over Zheng Zixu's body, the golden light in her eyes flashed away, Zheng Zixu's veins were completely presented in front of her eyes, and the condensed star power hovered in the dantian, not because of the lack of star power, but because of the lack of rest.

Seeing Zheng Zixu's sick appearance, Feng Qingge could only borrow the kitchen and make some vegetables and porridge for him.

"It's too shabby, I haven't seen you for a few months, you just use this to entertain me, pick the door, pick the door!" While eating, Zheng Zixu sobbed, he thought of coming to Feng Qingge for the first time, and wanted to catch a big meal, but he didn't expect to be sent away by the porridge steamed bun in front of him.

If it were someone else, it would have slammed the door and left.

However, after eating this porridge and green vegetable steamed buns, Zheng Zixu felt a lot more relaxed, and even the fatigue of rushing overnight disappeared. He squinted his eyes, sniffed the remaining greens with interest, and couldn't help laughing: "Yo, it's progressed." By adding healing pills to meals, even semi-finished pills can perfectly present the medicinal properties through the use of ingredients. Sister Tangyuan, you have a good business acumen, if you set up a small stall to sell food with healing pills, it is estimated to be full!"

"Oh, that's a good idea!" her eyes lit up, and Feng Qingge couldn't help but be stunned, her current level of refining healing pills was still too weak, and she often exploded pills, and she was not very willing to throw away the half-finished pills, and kept piling them up. For example, today's Condensation Pill does not meet the requirements of the recipe, and there is no included pill.

However, when you put it in the ingredients, it can be very useful.

It's much better to add the semi-finished elixir to the ingredients and make it into a perfect dish that can exert the maximum effect of the medicine than to throw away the semi-finished product. What's more, the healing elixir is difficult to refine, with this healing dish, those cultivators are not crazy to grab her things?

Thinking of this, Feng Qingge couldn't help laughing, as if she saw countless gold, silver and jewelry beckoning to her. After snorting a little snot, Feng Qingge smiled and said, "Good little ruffian, just do as you say, we will add the half-finished pill to the dish and sell it." ”

"Poof, you're serious. If you really do this, the people of Sang will have to rob you. This kind of method will wait until you return to Yunguo, make money in the territory of Sang Kingdom, how many heads have you grown!" almost squirted out a mouthful of porridge, Zheng Zixu hurriedly said.

They are all from Yunguo, and when they go to Sang Kingdom to collect money in such a righteous and bright manner, is this emperor old man accustomed to them? I don't know how they will be wiped out at that time, and they dare to set up a stall so ostentatious?

Also......

Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Feng Qingge sighed: "I have to take a look when I go back to Cen Cheng." But little ruffian, what did Mu Cangyun let you do, what can you do with thin arms and legs?"

"To borrow your auspicious words, I have thin arms and thin legs, and I really can't do anything. Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, Zheng Zixu leaned back in his chair, rubbed his temples and said, "As you can see, Cen Cheng is desolate and lacks resources, so I have to find a way to develop Cen Cheng." During this time, I have been running outside affairs, contacting merchants, and going to Cen Cheng to do business. It's a pity that they all dislike Cen Cheng being too remote, and it is outside the Sword Mountain, on the edge of the Sang Kingdom, which is easy to cause war and is very unstable. So, no one wanted to come. It's you, Sister Tangyuan. Didn't you bet with me back then, and it still counts? I want to see how you can develop Cen Cheng in three months. ”

"Get ......" The corners of her mouth twitched, and Feng Qingge glared at Zheng Zixu, this is really not something she can do alone. There are so many conditions that are needed to develop a city. Even if she took out all her small coffers, it was estimated that it would be just a drop in the bucket, and she couldn't do anything.

Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Zheng Zixu propped his cheeks and giggled: "It's better to give you a way." As long as you can develop the economy of Cen Cheng, I can do whatever I want. ”

"If you are told to kill people and set fires, rape and plunder, can you too?" raised his eyebrows, Feng Qingge said indifferently.

With an embarrassed smile, Zheng Zixu coughed lightly: "This and this, I also want to rape and kill you, but you are the boss's person, if he knows, my skin will be stripped off." However, your men's clothing is really heroic, quite the style of a generation of heroines. ”

"Talking about business, what are you looking for me? It's okay to pat yourself on the back, it's either a traitor or a thief. "Feng Qingge didn't think that this little ruffian would be so kind and praise her for no reason.

"Do you see this?" pouting, Zheng Zixu rubbed his stomach and said pitifully: "Actually, it's not a big deal." I wanted to find the boss, but he was in the palace, and I couldn't get in, so I had to come to you. I heard that you entered the top three, and it seems that you are not far from Xuanji Knife. I've been looking at the food of Sang for a long time, and there's a delicious street food among them, I'll take you to eat it, maybe you'll like it!"

"Street food, don't tell me about cheese, barley wine. Hearing the word snack, Feng Qingge's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help licking her lips, no way, although she has been here for more than two months, she is really not good at finding food.

The Jinluan Temple and the Silver Star Moon Pavilion have been famous for a long time, and many special snacks are also constantly evolving, slowly changing their appearance, and it is difficult to eat this authentic Sang Guo snack.

Capturing the light in Feng Qingge's eyes, Zheng Zixu couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand to pull Feng Qingge's arm, and giggled: "Let's go, look at your greedy look, I promise you'll like it!"

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