Chapter 172: Rise Up, Lock Down the City (5)

The small traders knew that Huo Feng had a deal with the city lord of the closed city, and after getting the gossip, they immediately rushed to the city in groups, wanting to take the opportunity to make some small gains.

It's a pity that the tavern sells it in limited quantities, otherwise it must be a fierce hoard of spirit meat!

Just as he was thinking about it, the first monk to come to the tavern suddenly saw the sign outside the tavern, and his whole body trembled.

He froze in place—he felt that happiness had come too suddenly.

The Lingjia Tavern celebrates the closure of the city and the opening of the city, which is a half-month welfare activity.

1: Unlimited purchase of spiritual meat, no credit, one hand to pay and one hand to deliver, while supplies last.

2: The top 10 people who enter the store every day will each receive a small bottle of ink drunkenness, worth an amethyst.

3: Ink drunk is limited to one jar per person, while supplies last!

He trembled with excitement, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise wildly, as if he saw countless hedrons beckoning to him.

However, as soon as he took shape, dozens of monks behind him had already pushed him out of the door like crazy.

Where did the monk who just came have time to read it, as early as he saw the first sentence that there is no limit to the purchase of spiritual meat, he rushed in like crazy, for fear that he would not be able to grab it!

The first monk to come immediately scolded and shouted, "Lao Tzu is the first to come!! ”

However, no one paid attention to him, and the man rushed into the tavern in a hurry.

Ling Xi didn't expect that there would be so many customers on the first day of Kaicheng?

But when he saw that most of them were repeat customers, he knew it in his heart, and immediately ordered Ling Xin to take the logistics team to maintain order.

All the monks want to make money, and only when they have money can they buy pills, equipment, and martial arts, and at this time, the spirit meat is their god of wealth!

Everyone was in front of the counter, shouting.

"I want a hundred!"

"I want two hundred!"

"Get out of the way, Lao Tzu wants a thousand !!"

"I'm going to get drunk!"

The shopkeeper was shocked by the overcrowded scene in front of him, his tongue trembled, and he shouted anxiously: "Whoever doesn't line up will be included in the list of never accepted!" ”

The lord of the city gave him this privilege!

Only then did the monks obediently line up in a long line, not only for fear of not being received, but also for fear of ...... The giant wolf behind him.

The coercion released is definitely more than the seventh order of the Yuan Infant!

Looking at the tavern lined up, Ling Xi was amused, fortunately, he had prepared tens of thousands of spiritual flesh in the workshop before, otherwise it would have been swept away in less than a quarter of an hour.

The workshop has been operating in an orderly manner, and there is a spirit animal garden that provides low-level poultry and livestock, and there is no worry about running out of stock at all.

There was no bone refining spirit liquid before, so it was impossible to make ink drunk in large quantities.

At present, relying on the Fire Maple Caravan, a lot of seeds and medicinal materials have been purchased, and it will not be too long before the spirit plants are mass-produced, and they will be able to sell ink drunk in large quantities.

Because there was a limit of ten altars per day, many monks had never drunk it, and ink drunkenness was far less popular than spiritual flesh.

However, she was not in any hurry.

Because the curative effect of ink drunkenness is really ...... It's so much to love and hate!

It's rare to open the city on the first day, and Ling is rare to be able to support her scene, so naturally she wants to show off her martial arts once - she must patrol well!

……

After Ling Xi left the tavern, the spirit meat and ink drunk were almost sold out in half an hour.

However, many monks reminisced about the taste of the lockdown, ordered a lot of home-cooked side dishes, and once again ate affordable and delicious spiritual food, and the whole person was refreshed!

Especially the four of Mo Laoda, since they have eaten the Chinese cabbage in the locked city, they have no taste in their mouths when they eat anything else.

The four of them came early, and they had planned to come to do business, and the spars they brought were quite sufficient, although they only bought a full two thousand spirit beast meat, but there was still a jar of ink drunk!

Boss Mo is a person who has drunk ink, and he still dare not forget that taste......