Although she does have a feeling of wanting to splurge, with such a huge amount, it should be very tiring to squander, right?

As money, this kind of spar is really very beautiful, through the sunlight spilling in from the window, the spar brilliance flows and scatters the essence of the Dao, each pure and beautiful.

Take out one of each color of the hedron and ask the guy what their value is.

Stirring with his fingers to open piles of overlapping glittering crystals, a lot of medicine jars were gradually revealed below, and he picked out one casually, sure enough, the hair on the medicine bottle was not marked, and the whole bottle body was smooth and clean enough to cover the feet of flies, and looked up and down worriedly, and finally found a recessed four-petaled flower at the bottom of the bottle.

I looked at a few more in a row, and the marks were all at the bottom of the bottle, but some were fruits, some were weapons, and some were simply circles.

Looking at the bottom of the bottle in confusion, she felt that Su Mochuan seemed to want to express something, but this was too abstract, right?

buried the medicine jar of unknown meaning with a spar, no matter how much she read medical books, it would be impossible for her to know these medicines, or should she change directions, such as delving into children's stick figures, code encyclopedia or something?!

"Excuse the fairy, the meal is ready."

With a 'clatter', the slightly open wooden door was carefully flipped to the sides.

A few guys rushed into the room with plates, and began to set the table with their hands and feet, they seemed to have been trained by Xisa, and they didn't look at the descendants too much.

"Come here, rank the value of these spars." Stopping a guy who hadn't been involved in setting the table, he pointed to a few hedrons in front of him.

The guy who was summoned seemed to be a little impatient when he stepped over, and after arranging the spars in purple, yellow, white, and black with a fluttering look, he stood aside without saying a word.

"Is black the cheapest? How are these hedrons converted? "Such a low-pressure shop guy, hasn't he been beaten by the grumpy Xisa? It's nothing short of a miracle!

Fiddling with the crystals that resembled capsule cod liver oil, she found that they really didn't differ except for their color.

Thinking of the spars that came to her on the eve of the sass, judging from the horse's temperament of only seeking to collect and not to make a fortune, those white spars should have been all her belongings.

"Hui Fairy, except for the purple spirit worth a thousand yellow spirits, the difference between the rest of the spirits is one hundred." The man's gaze was always lingering on the purple spirit between her fingers, and as the phoenix unconsciously flicked upward, he also shook his head up and down.

"How many souls do I need in a month in a room like mine?" Touching the ink rain lying down on her calf, Yi Huang was slightly surprised, after all, in the previous life, this little thing was very sticky, so sticky, could it be that he also wanted to eat?

"The room where the fairy is at this time is already the best in the small shop, if you book it for a whole month, you need a white spirit." The guy avoided the ink rain with some fear, and after the distance was shortened, he continued: "In this whole month, bathing and three meals are given by the small shop. ”

After such a measurement, Yi Huang couldn't help but roar in her heart Su Mochuan, how much did the wealth in her bag contain the robbery?

Not to mention the number of spars in this bag, even if it is the most precious purple spirit in the man's mouth, she has a lot of them here.

"Are there any other colors for spirits besides these spirits?" After asking about the value, Yi Huang took back the spar on the table into the bag, feeling that the man's eyes seemed to follow into the bag, and the Yi Huang left a white spirit and handed it to the man.

"Fairy Xie rewards!"

The shopkeeper happily hugged Bai Ling tightly, and secretly said that he had finally met the God of Wealth! This fairy is obviously very different from the witch who can only ride a dragon to beat people.

Putting away the white spirit, the guy remembered that he hadn't answered the fairy's words yet, and hurriedly explained in detail, "The only four colors that are officially circulated in the overflow country are these four colors, if you go to some small places, they will use broken black spirits, and after the black spirits are broken, they will turn into small gray-brown pieces." ”

I see, visually at this standard of living, she shouldn't need Zi Ling, and she knew that it was better to ask Su Mochuan for more change.

"What else does the fairy want to know? The villain knows a lot, no matter what he asks, the villain knows a little bit about it. ”

“..........”

This evil money is really omnipotent.

"That's enough, stand down." Nodding to the guy who had changed from hanging his hands to rubbing his hands back and forth, Yihuang took out a few more white spirits and distributed them to the other guys who were busy in the room.

When the happy guys closed the door and retreated, Yihuang looked at the table full of sumptuous dishes, and challenged again with chopsticks.

However, it is still difficult to swallow.

What the hell is going on with her? When you are a mortal, you are not so picky! I also ate a big pot of rice at that time!

Covering his mouth, he put down his chopsticks, and admired in his heart, the level of this chef is very stable, although it is unpalatable, but the taste is at least the same as last time.

"Ink rain and ink rain, you can taste it, it's delicious." Embraced the ink rain that was swirling around him on the chair, and the phoenix smiled and decided to let it experience what dark cuisine is.

"Quack~"

This is Mo Yu saying, 'It's really delicious'.

"Bang dang... Bang dang... Bang dang..."

It was the sound of a plate wrestling passionately with a table, but the plate looked as if it was about to break.

"Let's eat... Don't say anything in your mouth, be gentle! You can't eat the plate! Secretly said that he was going to lose the plate, but he didn't expect that the taste of Mo Yu would be so easy to satisfy.

Could it be that Su Mochuan drugged those dishes?! Otherwise, how could she not be able to eat anything else since she had eaten his meal?

The pain in her lower abdomen made Yi Huang lie on the table again, this feeling, she won't be about to give birth, right?! The pain is not the kind of menstrual cramps for a long time, who will tell her, is this called a contraction?

Painfully grabbed the wine on the table, heated it with essence, and Yihuang sacrificed the old method of drinking more hot water in her previous life, just one sip and one cup, but it was unexpectedly smooth, and soon she drank up a pot.

Remembering that there was still a pot of wine from the palace in the bag, she hurriedly rummaged through it and felt it out of the bag.

The wine jug was a little small, and she shook the handle of the gold and silver jug back and forth, and she was depressed to find that the pot of wine was not full, and after heating it slightly, she continued to drink it.