The disciples of the Shaohuashan preparatory class went to set up stalls to sell goods, and crowded a lot of people to watch the excitement.

Bai Yingluo is stupid in the eyes of others, because he looks a little silly. However, he actually went to the mountains and forests, and caught twenty pheasants, and he tied them together, and they were as colorful as they could be eye-catching.

"How did that stupid big man catch so many pheasants, I count, ah, there are twenty pheasants, those pheasants don't have long eyes, crashed into his arms and let people catch them?" Lu Ruiqi, a crow's mouth, carried the mushrooms she had picked with great difficulty, came to the stall, and saw that Bai Yingluo had caught twenty pheasants for sale, and was very envious.

The lady in charge of the kitchen bought the twenty pheasants that Bai Yingluo had caught for five taels of silver.

Bai Yingluo successfully passed the level, he took the silver and walked back with a smirk.

Lu Ruiqi looked at Bai Yingluo's back and said, "I really can't imagine that this stupid big man actually earned five taels of silver first." ”

Because Chen Shaoxuan was handsome, he shouted at the female disciples who came to watch, and coaxed them to buy dried flowers made by him.

People are handsome, and the female disciples of Shaohua Mountain buy flowers, not for the beauty of the flowers, but for the sake of "handsome crickets"!

Then, Chen Shaoxuan also earned five taels of silver.

Chen Ruiqi picked a large basket of mushrooms, and finally sold them for five taels of silver. She cried with joy and said that it was not easy to make money, and in the future, she would never spend money indiscriminately.

The second generation of embroidery Baili Hongcai, the second generation of medicine Ouyang Junxing, and the second generation of kitchen Su Xing used their expertise to earn five taels of silver.

Nan Xiaofan will use the old clothes, old socks, and old pillows of the immortals on the ink cliff to change into sachets, and put them on the stall, and no one cares.

Disciples such as pine cones and wild flowers shouted and sold their goods.

Hu Yu, the second generation of bandits, has not earned five taels of silver, he can't wait to block the road and rob, but here in Shaohua Mountain, this trick will not work!

Nan Xiaofan looked at the sachet that no one cared about and made by himself, a little anxious, but embarrassed to shout. After all, as a rich woman, selling goods is the first time she has ever experienced such a thing!

However, if you can't sell sachets and other things, you won't be able to make money.

Nan Xiaofan saw those people who earned five taels of silver, and left happily with the silver or stood aside and laughed. She couldn't think about it, so she let it go, so she cleared her throat and shouted: "Let's take a look, these sachets I made have the smell of immortals on the ink cliff!" If you want to smell the smell of the fairy on the ink cliff, come and buy it! ”

Nan Xiaofan was shouting, and a stern voice came: "You girl, you don't even make drafts to brag, in order to sell sachets, you actually talk nonsense!"

Nan Xiaofan looked up and saw a fairy wearing a white robe and holding a whisk of dust, standing in front of him. Who did she think this fairy was? I don't think I've seen it before!

"I'm not bragging, it's a fact, in this sachet, it is indeed the taste of the fairy on the ink cliff." Nan Xiaofan explained.

"What evidence do you have to prove that the smell of this sachet is that of the Ink Cliff Immortals?"

Nan Xiaofan saw that the fairy's face was getting worse and worse, so he told her: "Because I live in the Frost Cloud Hall with the Immortal on the Ink Cliff, I collected the old clothes he changed and saved a lot. I used a sachet made of an old robe, and I used the smell of my body, the smell of my neck, and the smell of the soles of my feet. By the way, I also have his old brush, old handkerchief, and even two hairs ......."

After Nan Xiaofan said this, seeing that none of the onlookers answered, they all lowered their heads.

"Strange, what kind of bloody rhythm is this? Who is this fairy? Why was everyone present so afraid of her? ”

A disciple whispered to Nan Xiaofan that this fairy wearing a white robe and holding a dustwhisk was a thousand immortals.

Nan Xiaofan felt that his little heart almost jumped out, it turned out that this was the legendary Zhuan Qianshang Immortal whose mana was similar to that of the Immortal on the Ink Cliff, and he was a famous female god of war in the Three Realms, with high mana, and she had never lost when she went out to fight! Moreover, I have always liked the fairy on the ink cliff. Ouch, seeing Zhuan Qianshangxian's serious face, his heart was beating with fright. People are beautiful, but like that, she is too strong, no wonder the fairy on the ink cliff doesn't like her!

Nan Xiaofan was under the pressure of the aura of the Thousand Immortals, lowered his head, picked up a sachet, and said to her: "Shangxian, this is the smell of the immortals on the ink cliff, I don't believe you smell it." ”

Zhuan Qianshangxian hesitated for a moment, but still took the sachet, put it under his nose, and sniffed it carefully.

Zhuan Qianshang Immortal smelled the aroma and recognized it as the smell of the immortal on the ink cliff. She has been with the Ink Cliff Immortal for 100,000 years, and she is very familiar with the smell of the Ink Cliff Immortal, so her face softened.

Nan Xiaofan said to Zhuan Qianshang Immortal: "I have said everything, it is really the taste of the Ink Cliff Immortal." I'm not bragging! ”

A female disciple rushed forward, picked up a hair of the immortal on the ink cliff, and then lifted the hair and asked Nan Xiaofan: "How much is this hair?" ”

Nan Xiaofan originally wanted to say that it would only cost a hundred yuan, but the female disciple suddenly put a tael of silver in front of her.

Nan Xiaofan looked at the one or two pieces of silver and was stunned. She thought that if she knew that someone liked the hair of the fairy on the cliff, she would ask even higher.

Another female disciple rushed up, snatched another hair, and shouted, "I want this hair." ”

There was a male disciple who actually snapped up the sachet that smelled of the fairy feet on the ink cliff. The sachet was made by Nan Xiaofan with the old socks of the immortals on the ink cliff.

"Wow, your taste is so heavy, you actually want the taste of the fairy on the ink cliff!" After someone exclaimed, he applauded the disciple who bought the taste of the immortal feet on the ink cliff.

The disciple was not embarrassed, nor did he feel embarrassed at all, he explained: "I want to be like the immortal on the ink cliff, handsomely riding auspicious clouds in the shape of pear blossom petals, flying freely in the sky.

Nan Xiaofan also took out the broken brushes used by the immortals on the ink cliff and asked the onlookers if they wanted these pens.

Zhuan Qianshang Immortal saw that all the disciples had bought those sachets and old clothes with the smell of the Ink Cliff Immortals, she was very uncomfortable, she wondered if she could let the smell of the Ink Cliff Immortals, the smell of her feet, and the smell of her neck make people smell. Also, the hair of the immortal on the ink cliff can't be let go. She raised the dust, rolled up the things related to the taste of the immortals on the Ink Cliff, and said to Nan Xiaofan: "You are very excessive, you actually took the old clothes of the immortals on the Ink Cliff and sold them into sachets or something...... Well, I bought all those old clothes, old things, etc.! ”

After turning a thousand immortals to cast a spell, they rolled all those objects into a wide sleeve pocket.

After Zhuan Qianshang Immortal received those things with the taste of the Ink Cliff Immortals, the money received by Nan Xiaofan in his hand flew back to the original owner.

"My money, my money......" Nan Xiaofan looked at the money sadly and flew back to the original owner.

Zhuan Qianshangxian threw a silver ticket of one hundred taels to Nan Xiaofan, and said to her: "You girl, you are cheap!" ”

Nan Xiaofan stared blankly at the silver piece of one hundred taels of silver, thinking it was a dream!