Chapter 212 60-year shelf life
ps: Xiao Sihei is here to say, those who watch piracy and send book reviews to evaluate this book, I thank you, but I don't need your old man to review books in the pirated area, I love to see, don't read it. Look at piracy and it's so crooked, are you a yarn?
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When Zhu Bajie heard Mo Fei's words, he couldn't help but wonder again, "60 years......?" What the hell is the expiration date?"
Looking at this question, it hurts instantly, this is simply too painful?
"No, it's nothing, anyway, Zhu Bajie, you can sell it with confidence, if you can't sell it out within thirty years, find me Jiuluo, and guarantee a full refund." ”
Listening to Mo Fei's words, Zhu Bajie hurriedly said what Mo Fei said to Tang Seng on the side, and listened to Tang Seng's opinions or suggestions.
"Listening to the words of the Great God of Jiuluo, it seems that everything has been thought through, but Bajie, are you sure you want to make this deal with this so-called Great God of Jiuluo?"
"Of course, master. My old pig still trusts the god of Jiuluo very much from the bottom of his heart. Although most of the time, it's very ......."
In fact, Zhu Bajie looked at Tang Seng and didn't dare to say it, in fact, it was actually a figure that Tang Seng, a Buddhist monk, couldn't even count, which made Zhu Bajie firm his belief again.
The most important thing is that Mo Fei's job of selling facial masks is really suitable for him, he has thought about it, as soon as the mask is in hand, according to what Mo Fei said, hire a few fairies by paying salaries, and then hire a few heavenly soldiers and generals to help him sell goods.
However, for his master, it is obviously better not to say so much earlier, after all, if his master intervenes halfway, it is not easy for him to refuse......
"In that case, then Bajie you should be the first to ship. Thirty years isn't a long time anyway. ”
"Okay. ”
But at this time, Zhu Bajie didn't notice that Tang Seng was looking at him very silverly, and his hands were rubbed unconsciously.
"Jiuluo Great God, can I go first for 100 bags?"
"Okay, of course it's okay, you can go 50 bags first!" Mo Fei said secretly in his heart.
It's not that there is a lack of merit of these two thousand, the main thing is that the QQ level is about to be upgraded again, and he is afraid that if he is promoted to level 30, if he needs a lot of merit to upgrade the version, he is afraid that the merit will not be enough.
"Ding Dong ~ your customer Zhu Bajie has recharged 2000 merits for you, I wish you a happy use. ”
Seeing that Zhu Bajie was so happy, Mo Fei hurriedly also carefully selected a mask worth 0.1 merit from QQ Mall, and sent it to Zhu Bajie with some pain.
"Zhu Bajie, I'm busy in advance, you can receive the goods!" After speaking, Mo Fei couldn't help the drowsiness, put the phone in his fart pocket, and fell asleep.
Western Elysium, Zhu Bajie looked at the large pile of masks in front of him, and also pouted, "It turns out that this bag is so thin, how many do I think the old pig has!"
Fortunately, Mo Fei was already asleep at this time, otherwise he would have burst into tears again, "Bajie, this is a mask, not a spicy strip, is it possible to get you dozens of tablets in a bag?!"
At this time, Tang Seng, who saw the mask, also said to Zhu Bajie: "Bajie, you see that the master's skin has not been moisturized recently, can you give these masks to the teacher?"
"My old pig ......"
But before Zhu Bajie could speak, Tang Seng naturally took away a small half of the mask in his sleeve.
"I knew that Bajie was very generous!" After speaking, Tang Seng turned around and temporarily left the place where he was meditating.
"God, earth, why are you bullying me like this, I don't accept it!"
However, is it useful for him to be unconvinced?
The result was obvious, after Zhu Bajie screamed, he hurriedly put the rest of the mask into his sleeve, and then took a bag in his hand and walked out of the house.
And as soon as he got out of the house, Zhu Bajie was just right, and he met the dragon and the tiger arhat who wanted to go to the Buddha and listen to the Buddha.
"Hey, hey~ Don't go, two Arhats! Let you see a good thing!" After speaking, Zhu Bajie ignored the doubts of the two, tore open the mask bag, and pasted two of them on the heads of the dragon and the tiger.
"Zhu Bajie, what is this?" The two arhats also noticed that their heads were a little wet as if they had put on this mask.
"Two Arhats, this is my old pig's most product, the mask is also, let me tell you, this mask called Jiuluo, the function is ......"
Ten minutes later, Descending Dragon and Fu Hu listened to Zhu Bajie still chattering, and hurriedly said: "Okay, don't say it Bajie, we know." Stick it for an hour, right, let's just stick it!"
Zhu Bajie listened to the words of the two, and also said, "Please." ”
Seeing that Bajie was no longer nagging, the two hurriedly rushed forward in the clouds.
Zhu Bajie watched the two of them walk away, and smiled a little silverly, "Master, since you snatched my old pig's mask, then I have no choice but to treat you as a live advertisement." ”
At this time, Tang Seng, who was watching Zhu Bajie leave from a distance, was also a little dark, originally he didn't have much mask, and he wanted to ask Sun Wukong again, but now it's okay, everything is saved.
However, at this moment, he suddenly sneezed, which was called a sudden appearance, which made him entangled for a while, "Could it be a cold?"
However, he who only sneezed once, obviously didn't care too much. took out Zhu Bajie's mask, tore open a bag, and pasted it on his own.
Da Lei Yin Temple, at this time, the Buddha looked at the dragon and the tiger with a black mask on his head, and he was also confused, "What are you two doing, don't you know that monks don't keep hair!"
"Buddha, this is not the hair, but the mask given to us by the messenger of the Pure Altar, Zhu Bajie, according to Zhu Bajie, this mask can not only be attached to the face, but also on the head, keeping the skin moist and fair. ”
"Mask?Zhu Bajie?" Rulai listened to the words of the dragon and the tiger, and was also puzzled: "What is Zhu Bajie going to do with this thing!"
"Whoosh~"
He was a little puzzled, and immediately came to the Jingtan Temple with a separate clone.
At this time, Zhu Bajie, who was putting on the mask and was about to try the effect of the mask, saw the sudden appearance of Rulai, and said respectfully: "Hello Buddha, I don't know what is the matter with my old pig?"
However, Zhu Bajie's black face, only two eyes exposed, and the state of the pig's mouth undoubtedly frightened Rulai.
"Ahh!!h
But after shouting, Rulai realized that something was wrong, no matter what he said, he was also the ancestor of Buddhism, even if the guy from King Yama came, he didn't need to be afraid......
"You little ghost, tell me where you came from, you dare to enter the Jingtan Temple to spread wild, I think you are looking for death!" After speaking, Rulai flicked his index finger, and a golden light shot towards Zhu Bajie. (To be continued.) )