Chapter 070: Broken Flute

Just looking at his posture, you know that he is not a simple barbecue man, just like those peddlers and pawns I saw along the way, I am afraid that they are not ordinary people, they should all be foodie immortals. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Most of the immortal people can open the valley, even if they want to eat, they are mostly vegetarian, and if they want to eat meat such as barbecue in Yaoshan, they can only do it themselves, and there is no public sale of meat like this, so even if they want to eat, they can only endure it, and they don't feel anything if they are used to it.

If it weren't for the infectious eating appearance of Shui Wuchen just now, she might still be immersed in her cranky thoughts about Mo Ling.

Looking at the stall owner's handful of skewering meat, Dong Li followed Mo Ling and consciously lined up at the back of the line.

"Do you have a coil with you?"

At this time, Shui Wuchen continued to eat while asking Mo Ling.

Dong Li was stunned: "What entanglement?" ”

Shui Wuchen is still eating, and his words are not clear: "Either the elixir, or the immortal weapon, or the cheats, you need to get more than three products, and change a string of the same!" ”

As soon as he heard this, Dong Li almost popped out, and a three-grade pill could only be exchanged for a skewer of barbecue?

That's a fair deal, isn't it?

The three grades of pills are enough to take the trouble to collect the same medicinal materials, not to mention the subsequent dispensing and refining, such a skewer of barbecue, but it takes a while, why is it so expensive?

Thinking that she had bought three boxes of stinky tofu at once just now, and she didn't know how the stinky tofu was sold, she glanced at Mo Ling on the side, and then asked Shui Wuchen in a low voice: "How is the stinky tofu on the street sold?" ”

Shui Wuchen ate a string of fragrant strings, and the red lips were shiny with oil: "That box is equivalent to this string!" ”

That is, a box of stinky tofu for a three-pin pill, or a treasure weapon.

That is, she had just defeated three Sanpin pills in one go.

Dongli felt a pain in his flesh, so he looked at Mo Ling again apologetically, and then looked at the big meat skewers in front of him, it turned out that eating a kebab here was a luxury.

Stop!

Even if you have a bunch of pills in your pocket, you can't be such a defeat.

No wonder so many people set up stalls here, she also wants to set up one tomorrow, just sell a tofu brain or something, so don't be too trouble-free and effort-saving to earn the elixir!

"How did you go?"

This is the voice of Shui Wuchen, and he didn't forget to glance at Mo Ling when he asked.

Dongli waved his hand: "I don't like to eat barbecue!" ”

"Oh? But I just saw you suckling! ”

was so exposed by Shui Wuchen, Dong Li secretly stomped his feet with hatred, hurriedly twisted his face to the side, didn't look at the few skewers of barbecue left in his hand, and watched him speak, and forgot for a while that he was the noble identity of the lord of Baqiu Hill: "Who is the Liuhazi, I think it's your old eyes that are dizzy!" ”

Her voice was not loud, but there were still people who heard this, and some of them knew that Shui Wuchen was ridiculed by a yellow-haired girl, and he was not angry happily.

Mo Ling on the side listened to the two of them arguing, although he didn't know why he was in line for some reason, and then said that he didn't like to eat skewers, but he listened to the words of Shui Wuchen.

Then he took a bamboo flute from his sleeve and handed it to Dongli: "You give this to the shopkeeper, you can eat a few skewers if you want, today, you are his last diner!" ”

The voice in her ears was magnetic and warm, and her ears were itchy and hot, she took the bamboo flute indifferently, and then she reflected the meaning of Mo Ling's words, and couldn't help but look carefully at her hand, this bamboo flute is very simple, I can't see anything special, will this barbecue shopkeeper buy it?

Shui Wuchen glanced at the bamboo flute in Dongli's hand, turned his eyes to look at Mo Ling, quickly raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and stuffed a skewer of barbecue into his mouth, and then squeezed his forearm, and all the seven or eight small pieces of meat on the skewer entered his mouth.

Soon lined up for Dongli, she hesitantly handed the bamboo flute in her hand forward, and said like a mosquito fly: "Shopkeeper, give me two strings first!" ”

The shopkeeper stared at the bamboo flute in her hand, stunned, and didn't answer.

Dong Li couldn't help but retract his hand, but unexpectedly, in the next moment, the shopkeeper showed a mouthful of big teeth, stretched out his hand to drag the bamboo flute away, stuffed it into his arms, and sang loudly: "Okay-give this girl two strings first!"

When Dong Li heard that he also mentioned "first", his heart was relieved, but fortunately he had just been witty.

She stared at the meat skewers that were being set on the grill, and at the same time thought in her heart, since the king said so, and looking at the reaction of the shopkeeper, it was obvious that the bamboo flute was worth a lot of money, if she only ate a few skewers and stopped, wouldn't it be too much of a loss?

But my stomach capacity is limited, and I haven't eaten meat for a long time, so I can't eat a bad stomach, if I can pack it and take it away, it would be the best.

"Shopkeeper, do you think my fresh-keeping bag can hold this barbecue?"

Dongli took out two fresh-keeping bags specially used for medicinal herbs from the incense balls and asked the shopkeeper for advice.

"Yes, of course! You name the number, how many skewers do you want to bake? The shopkeeper's face was full of laughter.

"Hmm!" Dongli looked at the capacity of the bag, then stretched out five fingers.

"Great! Quick, guys, come over and help, there's a big family here today, barbecue 500 skewers! After the shopkeeper saw Dongli put up five fingers, he immediately greeted the three guys who were sitting behind the stall and teasing and chatting, with a strong voice and wind in his hands!

When this Dongli heard him sing five hundred strings, he almost didn't stand firm.

Five hundred strings!

She means that there are only fifty strings, okay?

Shui Wuchen on the side looked at her with a stunned expression, and laughed out loud: "Okay, five hundred strings!" Five hundred strings! That's enough to stuff your teeth! ”

Dong Li glared at him, then turned to look at Mo Ling behind him: "Your Majesty, how much is your bamboo flute worth?" Is 500 strings enough to get back to the basics? ”

Mo Ling saw that she was asking seriously, and secretly wondered if she wanted to add a few more strings, right? The bamboo flute was carved by him himself, and he practiced it with his own hands, and it was absolutely super a magic weapon, that is, he hired the roaster in front of him to Xueling Mountain, and he would gladly agree to roast skewers for her for a lifetime, not only that he could not return to his roots!

But seeing that Dongli's eyes were clear, it was a rare softness in his heart, so he stepped forward and discussed with the shopkeeper: "That's it, five hundred strings is too much, give her ten strings first, and wait for the rest to come over next time, and then it's not too late to eat!" ”

Seeing Mo Ling's all-round style and the unfathomable Yuan Force on his body, the shopkeeper guessed that the bamboo flute was from him, and hurriedly responded: "Okay! This girl, no matter when you come over, you can eat it for free as soon as possible! Hey, what do you think? ”

Dong Li finally smiled at this time: "Okay! ”

This is what you said, if the physical disability is successfully expelled in the future, you must come to eat often, and you must eat the book of the bamboo flute!

"Hey, I said you're a dead fat man, can't the lord of Benqiu still be able to withstand that broken flute?" Suddenly, Shui Wuchen was not happy, and inserted a bar: "The lord of this hill wants to eat a few strings of the same, and every time you have to take something to exchange, only when you are a rule-talker!" It turns out that you are a person who recognizes wealth but does not recognize people! ”