The three-day competition finally came to an end, Ding Sheng was the first place in the first batch of outer disciple competitions, and Wen Su followed in second place, and then six disciples were favored by the elders and included in the inner door. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ling Motang went to watch the competition on the second and third days, thinking that Wang Yusen and Xiao Mingruo would come to participate in the first outer door competition, but these two people didn't know what they were messing with, not only did they not participate, but they didn't even watch it.

Now that Su Zhuohua and Qin Xue are in retreat, the old acquaintances of the past, Wang Yusen and Xiao Mingruo are affectionate and affectionate, and they can't tolerate a third person at all, and as soon as they are idle, Ling Motang doesn't know who to play with.

The day before yesterday, the grocery house sent a batch of lime, sand and bricks, and Ling Motang worked in his small courtyard for a day and a night, and finally built the cloister and arranged a soft collapse inside.

Anything can fit in, but the storage area is too small, only five square meters, which is a little larger than the size of a double bed.

It would be nice if the Posa Pagoda was still by his side before, the space in the Posa Pagoda is as big as the entire Chaotian Palace, and when the cultivation reaches a certain stage, people can also hide in the Posa Pagoda, which is a necessary supplies for cultivation, home, and escape, but unfortunately it was taken away by Shen Yuan.

Thinking of Shen Yuan, Ling Motang was a little sad again.

Sure enough, after the chaos that day, the man left silently, in fact, it was good to go, saving her from being upset, and after knowing that everything was a scam and she could live safely on her own, she should be happy, but why can't she be happy?

I even feel a little sorry in my heart. What to regret?

It's a pity that there is no excuse to entangle with Shen Yuan anymore, and I don't know what to say to Shen Yuan even when we meet in the future, after all, they have already torn their faces and left no room for each other to expose each other's lies.

Shen Yuan said that day that he had moved sincerely. Ling Motang was faintly excited in her heart, but after all, she was defeated by reason, she liked Shen Yuan, but she wanted to live more.

The condition for survival is not to pay sincerity and not to fall in love with Shen Yuan, so that you will not be willingly used by Shen Yuan and become a sacrifice in the underworld.

"his Shen Yuan." Ling Motang muttered and kicked the stones at his feet away: "Without you, I, Ling Motang, can live more deliciously." ”

The only way to solve worries is to get rich.

Therefore, Ling Motang has been preparing for getting rich these days. is just like the joke with Qin Xue that day: If you have money, you will have a little white face, and everyone will look better than Shen Yuan.

She put away the glass bottles at her feet one by one, and put them into the space jade pendant, these glass bottles began to make glassware when the first batch of sand was delivered by the grocery house, she didn't expect to be so quick to succeed, these glass bottles are the treasures at the bottom of her box, and they must wait for the 'pattern' store to be implemented and opened before they can be launched, and they will definitely attract attention when the time comes.

Glass is a very common vessel in modern times, but it can't stand in ancient times. Scarcity is expensive, that's the truth. If you put a glass bottle with a variety of perfumes, then ...... Tsk, the business prospects are very good.

It's winter now, there aren't many flowers in bloom, and the only ones that can be used to make spices are cold plums, camellias, and narcissus, but perfume must add a certain degree of alcohol to fix the fragrance and maintain the durability of the fragrance.

However, now that she has made glassware, she doesn't need Song Bo's big black pot, as long as the mold for making glass is done, what shape of glass does she want, and it is easy to refine pure wine, and she originally planned to give Song Bo two jars after brewing wine, but people don't even want to borrow the pot, so the wine will not be sent.

After Ling Motang cleaned up the remaining sand and lime in the yard, there was only one set of tools left in the yard for refining wine, and the small courtyard looked much more refreshing.

The most surprising thing for Ling Motang was the old dead tree, as she meditated under the tree every day, the old dead tree came to life completely, and now the branches are full of small young leaves, and the bark can also pinch out water, and it can be roughly seen that this used to be a plane tree.

It was already noon, Ling Motang's stomach screamed very timely, and after stretching her limbs, she went directly to the cafeteria, there were already many disciples in the cafeteria, Wen Su beckoned to Ling Motang, Ling Motang walked over with a smile on his face and sat down opposite Wen Su and Ding Sheng.

Ding Sheng flipped through the food in the bowl, some of it was tasteless, Wen Su glanced at Ding Sheng: "What are you doing, if you don't eat, you won't eat, what are you messing with?" ”

Ding Sheng sighed: "Since yesterday, the dishes in this canteen have become much more unpalatable. ”

Wen Su disagreed: "The food in the cafeteria has always tasted like this, you should say that the dishes from the previous two days suddenly became delicious, and the taste of the past is back today, and I don't know who made the dishes two days ago, and they are quite delicious." ”

Ling Motang silently gnawed on the buns: Isn't it unpalatable, she provided Song Bo with two days of fine salt and vinegar and edible alkali. I guess I should run out of spices today.

"Uncle Song, why is this dish so unpalatable, wasn't it good two days ago?" A disciple protested against Uncle Song, Ling Motang glanced at Uncle Song, only to see Uncle Song shouting while serving food to his disciples: "You can come, the shovel will give you and you will stir-fry." ”

Suddenly, under the reprimand of Uncle Song, the disciple walked away with his rice bowl.

Wen Su sneered: "The people take food as the sky, I am Yangyang Kyushu, there are actually a lot of tricks in this aspect of eating, and I am also very particular, my mouth is a little pampered by food, and I don't want to taste rough food, the disciple just now is not wrong, it is indeed a little unpalatable, and I also want to eat those delicious dishes a few days ago." ”

Ling Motang nodded yes and then covered his head to eat, Ding Shenghu glanced at Ling Motang suspiciously: "Today, why are you so little?" ”

Ling Motang picked up the rice in his mouth, looked up at Ding Sheng, swallowed the rice in his mouth and said slowly: "Eat without words, sleep without speaking." "Say what, say she knows why the food is getting so bad, say she holds the key to whether the food is delicious or not?

Ding Sheng was speechless: "Ling Motang, are you evil, did such cultivated words come out of your mouth?" ”

Ling Motang put the chopsticks on the table, ready to roll up her sleeves and have a good talk with Ding Sheng, just when she opened her mouth to refute, Song Bo suddenly shouted at Ling Motang with his throat: "That, Ling Motang, you come over to me!" ”

For a while, the noisy canteen became unusually silent under Song Bo's lion roar, and the disciples turned their eyes to Ling Motang, Ling Motang's back stiffened, and he turned his face to Song Bo and showed the brightest smile, and ran towards Song Bo: "It's here!" ”