Chapter 1122: The Eater Conference

Yu Sheng took the sand dry and threw one into his mouth.

Rustling, sweet, and much more delicious than ordinary dried sand

"Well, that's good. He shared it with Aunt Qing.

Aunt Qing tasted it and praised it.

Seeing that they were eating with relish, a group of hairy children poured into the inn, sat on stools and began to share food.

Yu Sheng ate and asked, "Baozi, what's wrong with your leg?" ā€

"Hey, don't mention it, I was unlucky in my last life, and I had such a father. Tiger poison still doesn't eat children, he is simply more poisonous than tiger poison. Baozi ate dry sand and sighed, "I can't raise it, my father's fault, he doesn't know how to reflect on himself, but he blames me for all his mistakes..."

"What the hell are you doing?" Yu Sheng interrupted him and asked directly.

The words of the bun are good, but the meaning is weird, if the old master knows, he must be angry.

"I, I just gave him peanuts and fried them myself. Baozi said: "He also ate it, and praised me for my good craftsmanship, and you have seven or eight points of your ability, but as soon as he finished eating, he turned his face and didn't recognize people, and stepped on my feet so swollen that I didn't know if it was my own." ā€

"That's the peanut seed I gave your father. Yu Sheng said, "Your father can let you eat and fight again, which already shows that you are biological." ā€

It is also possible that his father thought that the raw peanuts have matured peanuts, so it is better to eat them well and then beat them. Chow Tai Fu has another opinion.

They ate the dried sand and said this, and they were so happy that the cat couldn't help but open a bag and eat it.

By noon, the cat had come to its senses.

She could have taken out the dried sand and sold it in small portions wrapped in hemp paper, and as for the beggars' bags, she filled them with sand and soil and continued to use them.

"I'm a real genius. The cat boasted about herself.

Say so, just do it.

Outside the inn, after Ye Zigao sold paintings, I told fortunes, and blind storytellers collected stories, there were people who sold dried sand.

When the cat passed by, it shouted first: "Beggars, two hundred and fifty wen." ā€

If passers-by don't pay attention, the words will be changed to, "Shagan, Shagan, good Shagan, the original price is ten Wen, and the current price is three Wen." ā€

Yu Sheng listened and couldn't help pouting, "You are really a profiteer." ā€

She has a fart price for this sand gan.

"You don't seem to be treacherous. The cat replied to him.

At this time, Baozi limped over to a wine jar and said to Yu Sheng from afar: "Brother Sheng, make ten cents of wine." ā€

As he spoke, he swept his eyes around the cat's stall and licked his lips.

"One penny, one penny. The cat looked at the bun and kept hinting.

Baozi licked her lips again.

"Salmon, sand sweet, sand sweet. "The cat tempted the bun again.

Baozi was ruthless, "Brother Sheng, come with peanuts for three cents and wine for seven cents." ā€

"Gotcha. Yu Sheng turned around and walked towards the inn, and Baozi followed, leaving the cat stunned, "No, I, Sanwen..."

Yu Sheng first wrapped the peanuts in hemp paper and handed them to the buns.

When he returned to the inn, Baozi had already thrown the peanut shells on the ground.

"Go, don't mess around here without cleaning. Yu Sheng handed him the jar.

The bun was lifted, and he peeled the peanuts with one hand and left.

When he passed by the cat's stall, the cat glared at him, "Beggar Gang, two hundred and five, Beggar Gang, two hundred and five, Beggar Gang, two hundred and five." ā€

The old beggar who was pretending to sleep stopped talking, "How can you speak, why is our beggar gang two hundred and five?"

The cat glanced at him, "You fake beggar, you don't have two hundred and fifty wen, so you can call yourself two hundred and five, no, beggar?"

"I—" The old beggar couldn't speak for a moment.

In these years, I can't imagine that the identity of a beggar is also robbed.

Baozi watched them fight, and was just about to go back, remembering, "It's bad, Daddy asked me to make ten cents of wine." ā€

He squinted at the wine jar, dissatisfied, obviously not enough for ten cents.

The cat happened to hear it and gloated: "You deserve it, so you don't buy my sand gan." ā€

"It's as if it doesn't cost anything to buy your dried sand. Baozi replied to her.

"I really don't want to..."The cat took it back in time, and it was a fool to don't want money, "What, now it's up to you what to do." Now one leg is lame, and later it will be two legs lame. ā€

"Then you're underestimating me. Baozi put down the wine jar, looked left and right, and picked up a stone in his hand.

He gestured on the wine jar, and after feeling that he couldn't make a mistake, he "snapped" and threw a stone on it.

Baozi knelt on the ground with his legs again, soiled his knees, and then threw the stone away, and lifted the wine jar with both hands.

"Isn't the problem solved now?" Baozi glanced at the cat proudly and went home with the wine jar.

"Ah," the cat glared at him, "you're a fucking genius." ā€

It's a pity that the genius was chased and beaten by his father with a broom on the street after a while.

"Tell me, how did the neck of the wine jar break, and the belly of the jar was unharmed?" said Baozi's father angrily.

The cat was stunned again.

......

In the welcome and send-off of the guests, time flies.

The caravan of Yangzhou set sail, following the path that the rest of his life had walked, all the way west, passing through the ruins of giants and then heading to the Middle Wilderness.

Because the inns have been all over the middle wilderness, and they have their guidance for the rest of their lives, the business travelers are full of confidence in this trip.

Once the caravan successfully returns, Yangzhou will become the center of the entire Eastern Wilderness.

Although it's pretty much the same now.

Xicheng, everything is peaceful.

The monsters that harmed the Qin family did not appear again, and the children of the Qin family did not appear, except for the ruins of the witch courtyard, it seemed that nothing had happened.

As for the flood of demons and ghosts, after the inn sent out city guards, Xicheng quickly settled down.

This has earned the inn a lot of prestige, as well as merit.

The rest of his life was also inspired: he could use these monsters in the middle of the wilderness to take on those tasks that they had disdained before, and subdue demons and eliminate demons.

In this way, not only did you get money, but you also got merit points, and most importantly, the inn's reputation also spread.

It can be described as killing three birds with one stone.

Or in other words, kill four birds with one stone, piggyback, and the monsters in Sleepless City, Hanshan City, and Dabei Mountain also have something to do.

For a while, under the planning of the rest of his life, although the inn stall was getting bigger and bigger, it was well organized by the rest of his life.

The only thing that annoys the rest of your life is the money.

Money is only money if it is spent, and what cannot be spent is all broken copper, not to mention that he still pays interest.

If you want to spend money, the best option is to open an inn.

However, the rest of his life is overstretched, and there are very few eaters under him who can be of great use.

For this reason, Yu Sheng had to hold a "Eater Conference" in Sleepless City and Cold Mountain City.

With this meeting, he will select the monsters in the whole city who have encountered a bottleneck and have not been able to realize the enlightenment for a long time, and cook a dish for them for the rest of his life.

As soon as the news spread, the monsters in Hanshan City went crazy.

This is the first time after Sun Xiaoyou, the shopkeeper Yu said that he would cook for the selected monster, which means that the day of enlightenment is just around the corner.