It can't be said that it's rotten, to be precise, it's just that these oranges don't grow well. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The most important thing is that the immortals can't grow their cultivation after eating these oranges, and they are far from reaching the level of immortal fruits.

"Nima, rotten oranges for me? You've been kicked in the head by a donkey! Yuan Meng was anxious all of a sudden, and then his heart moved, even if it was rotten, it was an orange in the sky, maybe it could be sold for a good price.

If it's too rotten to eat, it's great to throw it out with some effort, at least at zero cost anyway.

"Don't pull it down." Yue Lao was obviously a little impatient.

Yuan Meng sighed, "Okay, okay, if you win, it's rotten, let's be bad, seriously, what channel are you going to use to send it to me?" ”

"Do you have WeChat, no, QQ or touch or something."

Holding the grass, the immortals are so advanced, Yuan Meng is extremely shocked.

With shock, Yuan Meng still told him about WeChat.

Hung up the phone, and after a while, there was a message in WeChat's address book to apply for friends.

When he opened it, he almost didn't laugh, saying that the old man was not old this month, and his avatar turned out to be a white-haired baby.

What's even more ridiculous is that he still has couplets, as for what the couplets are written, although Yuan Meng doesn't know them, he can guess them.

This old thing is absolutely boasting about himself, boasting about how good he can match, and how many fairy couples he has rubbed over the years.

After passing, Yue Lao sent him a picture, and after reading 100% of the picture, it was a large pile of oranges that were big and plump, looking very yellow and yellow.

"You're kidding me, aren't you?" Yuan Meng jumped to his feet, he couldn't wait to fly into the sky now to kick Yue Lao a few times.

It's so annoying, it's just too annoying, what you want is an orange in Brother Meng, not a picture of an orange, just like that, Brother Meng can find several photos on the Internet in minutes.

"You learn from me to recite the mantra, 'Mung Bean Open the Door,' three times, and then the oranges come out."

"I don't read much, don't you lie to me?" Yuan Meng was still a little unconvinced.

"What am I lying to you about?" Yue Lao sent an angry expression.

Yuan Meng decided to become a dead horse doctor, and he recited it three times according to Yue Lao's instructions.

Poof!

At first, the ground was full of oranges, and then a large pile of oranges appeared in the clearing in front of him, and the oranges were like a leather ball.

Big thief!

"Wow Ka Ka ......" Yuan Mengle's tears were about to flow out, looking at those oranges were all bright in color and looked delicious.

He took out one casually, peeled off the skin, broke off a petal and bit it in his mouth, "Zi" This orange is really fat and juicy, and as soon as he took a bite, the water in it sprayed his face. The most important thing is that he only took a third of the bite with such a big bite.

And it tasted sweet and delicious, and the flesh was very tender but chewy, which was not at all comparable to ordinary oranges in the mortal world.

Three times five divided by two, Yuan Meng solved most of the oranges.

He sat back in his place and burped, and his mouth tasted the orange, where is this rotten orange, it is clearly a superb orange.

At this time, Chang'e saw oranges all over the ground, and happily picked one up and took a small bite, chewed it, and her slender eyebrows frowned suddenly.

She then spit out the orange in her mouth, and then placed it on the table, obviously unhappy with the taste of the orange.

"What, these oranges are useless in the heavenly court, but they are good oranges in your mortal world, if you make money, you have to give me some commission, I have spent a lot of effort to preserve them." Yue Lao said at this time.

He didn't care about Yue Lao's words at all, he was thinking about sales now.

Such oranges must not be wholesaled to fruit supermarkets, and only by selling them can they maximize their profits.

With a firm mind, he ran downstairs with three oranges in his arms.

When he came to the first floor, he knocked on the door, "Sister Rong." ”

"What's the matter, Xiaomeng, it's not time to pay the rent yet, what are you in such a hurry to ask me to do?" After a while, Sister Rong walked out of it.

Sister Rong's name is Ji Rong, her husband used to be a trader, and he made a little money to buy this building, but later the transaction was lost, and her husband couldn't bear the blow and jumped off the building and died.

He still has a heart and left this house for Ji Rong, who is a teacher in a school here, with two children, and the monthly salary plus rent makes them live quite comfortably.

"By the way, didn't I ask you to call me Auntie." Ji Rong opened the door as he spoke.

Yuan Meng had an orange in his mouth, glanced at Sister Rong after she came out, and froze at the door, his eyes did not blink, and the orange petals in his mouth flowed down his saliva.

At this time, Ji Rong's whole body was wrapped in a white bath towel, and his concave and convex figure was immediately revealed, and the bath towel reached the crook of the legs, revealing two smooth and round calves.

Her hair was wet, and the droplets of water on her hair dripped onto her slender eyelashes, which made her eyes blur, like a shy girl facing her favorite lover, wanting to refuse and welcome.

The picture is particularly sultry.

It's not easy to meet beautiful women in the bath.

"Sister Rong, I know you're very interested in my little fresh meat, but you don't want to take a shower to welcome me, is it possible to ...... Hey, hey, hey, ......" Yuan Meng, who had reflected, glanced at the proud twin peaks dishonestly, and joked with a wicked smile.

"Go to the side, I'm almost 40 years old, it's more than enough to be your mother, and you still eat my tofu." Ji Rong snorted.

"Hehe, Sister Rong is naturally beautiful, she looks like a girl in her twenties, where does she look like someone who is almost 40 years old?" Yuan Meng smiled.

He said that although Sister Rong was almost forty years old, her skin was still firm and shiny, her chest was straight and her hips were up, and there was no fat on her waist.

If she hadn't been married when she was young, maybe Yuan Meng would have to chase her.

"What are you looking for me?" Ji Rong couldn't help but spit on him again, hearing Yuan Meng's praise of herself, although she didn't care much on the surface, she was as happy as a flower in her heart.

"What, I've collected some oranges here, and I'm thinking about bringing three for you and the children." Yuan Meng hesitated for a moment and took out the oranges.

Ji Rong smiled slightly, it was rare for him to think about himself when he was so poor, so he was not polite and accepted the oranges.

This guy has nothing to do, he always runs to her here to eat, and now he has three oranges as interest.

Then she was a little surprised by the size of the orange, "Why is this orange so big?" By the way, let's talk about something directly, we haven't known each other for a day or two. She saw through Yuan Meng's conspiracy at a glance.

Yuan Meng was a little embarrassed, he scratched his head, "That, Sister Rong, you can lend me that tricycle." ”

"Hey, I thought it was a big deal, hey, the key is here, ride it yourself." Sister Rong knew that he had nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, so she glanced at him angrily and threw the key to him.

"Alas, thank you, Sister Rong." Yuan Meng couldn't stop thanking him.

At this time, Ji Rong's two children jumped over, saw the oranges, their eyes lit up, and they peeled the skin one by one and stuffed it into their mouths, "Thank you, Uncle Yuan Meng." ”

"What are you thankful for eating an orange, when Uncle Yuan Meng is rich, please go to the largest restaurant in Haiyun to eat the most expensive dishes." Yuan Meng grinned.

"Bragging, Uncle Yuan Meng bragging about not paying taxes." The two children said as they ate.

"These two bear children, how can you talk to your Uncle Yuan Meng?" Ji Rong reprimanded angrily, and then complained, "You said that you are really, you are such an adult, why is there no shape at all, and you know that running the train with your mouth full all day is about to take the child to ruin." ”

"Wait, your little brother Meng will make a fortune one day." Yuan Meng didn't care about these two children, and went to move oranges.

"You can pull it down, you ......"

Back at home, watching Yuan Meng carry oranges down one by one, Chang'e couldn't help but be a little puzzled, "What are you doing?" ”

"Selling oranges." Yuan Meng carried the orange and ran down.

Chang'e just wants to move an orange, why do you need such trouble? Then with a wave of his hand, the sleeves fluttered, and all the oranges were gathered in the sleeves.

She came downstairs, and with a chic wave of her sleeves, Yuan Meng was dumbfounded.