Listen, first floor. To be on the second floor is debatable. These profiteers.

Since they eat in a package, there is no reason to let go, but their appetite is too big, and if they eat too much, I am afraid that other businesses will also turn their faces, and they still have to rein in.

"Huahua, we can't let go of eating, we can't be eye-catching. Just taste it. Mom will do it for you herself. ”

It's very simple to buy, take it yourself, and put down the spirit stone. Huqing only needs to show the ticket.

This is a test of the basic trust between people.

I don't think anyone steals it.

There really is.

When Hu lightly picked up the skewers, a few crew members pushed aside the two who secretly ate white food for love education. Well, in the end, it was not a shame to make up for the spirit stone.

Oh, maybe people's faces aren't worth much.

Hu Qing showed the ferry ticket, picked some fish and shrimp, and served some grilled sea shells, chose a clean place, and started eating.

Hu Huahua was small, she was embarrassed to let him serve the table, so she let him stand on her lap, just right. Hu Huahua and Hu Nuan have a virtue, they don't like to eat fish, but they like shrimp and shellfish, and they bury their heads in shells bigger than his head to taste slowly.

Master Dog.

Hu Qing holds the fat and tender grilled fish with both hands, not to mention that this master's craftsmanship is really good, the meat is tender and juicy, the heat is just right, more is dry, less is raw, and the sea fish itself is perfectly locked in the sweetness of the sea fish itself.

Hu Qingxin muttered, profiteer.

Without him, eat it, these seafood are just mortal species, and they can't even be rated as demon beasts that don't qualify, and the faint aura on it is only cultivated by the general environment.

Such a thing can be presented to the emperor in the mortal world, but it is placed here-she bets that the shore is definitely sold basket by basket, the kind settled with spirit beads.

also has a string of low-grade spirit stones, and sure enough, there is no business or treachery.

Hu Qing only complained in her heart, after all, she wouldn't go to the second crusade on other people's territory, and there was no price bureau here.

Fortunately, the food is so delicious, and they don't come for the spiritual power inside.

Hu Qing's mind moved, his eyes flowed, and he went to see other guests eating and drinking, and sure enough, he saw that many people's faces were not very good-looking, and then looked at the strings in front of them, two or three strings, and it was precisely because he was reluctant to buy more that he would find that he was deceived and more distressed.

It's a pity, like Hu Qing, on other people's territory, endure it.

There is a high probability that they will not buy it again, and the merchants don't care, and their money-making items are not on this at all.

Tsk, the meat of this sea fish is thick and fat, and it doesn't need any cooking at all, as long as the heat is mastered well, it is a first-class delicacy.

Hu lightly ate fish, drank wine, and blew the sea breeze. The wine is brewed with osmanthus flowers bought in Tsugi Bay, with a faint fragrance, Hu Qing likes this kind of atmosphere that is not noisy, quiet, does not disturb the world, and is not disturbed by the world.

The world came to disturb her.

A figure landed in front of her, and Hu blinked lightly, blocking her wind, and the other party had a noisy scent on her.

She frowned.

A female cultivator who looked like she was twenty-seven or eighteen smiled deeply: "You don't mind if I sit here." ”

It's a self-cooked.

Hu Qing: "Mind." ”

The nun smiled and sat down.

Hu sneered, and people who were not polite would pretend to be polite. Like me, I never pretend.

Silk: You're not missing out.

Hu gently bites the sea fish, and the snow-white flesh exudes an attractive fragrance.

The nun paused, then laughed again, as if she was very familiar with Hu Qing.

"Fellow Daoist, I said that this matter is just a matter of your hand."

Hu Qing: "I'm not interested. ”

“...”

The nun took a breath, as if to ease her anxiety, but all she inhaled was the aroma of grilled fish, shrimp, and shellfish.

She couldn't help but look down at the yellow dog, a dog, an ordinary dog, can eat.

Hu Qing's gaze swept lightly over her face, very cold.

"Fellow Daoist, you can eat for free with your ticket, and you can eat as much as you want. Whatever you like to eat, I'll get it for you. ”

Oh, I see, I want to eat but I don't want to give the spirit stone.

Hu Qing: "No. ”

This person, this person! I said I wanted to serve her!

Hu Qing doesn't want to cheap her at all, looks down on her son, and wants to make her cheap? Scold. Besides, use your brains, when the crew is dead? The staff here are all very strong, and they may be afraid of people with high cultivation, but what is she afraid of when she is a Qi refining layer? She leads people to eat for nothing? Let's be dropped off the ship in minutes.

She looked at the nun like a fool: Do you think I look like a fool?

The nun walked away with a gloomy face, glanced at her casually, and saw her standing with a group of seven or eight people, casting a light of resentment at herself.

See, who owes her, but she hates it for not obeying her will.

Hu Qing sneered in his heart, whose spirit stone is not blown by the wind, from collecting medicine to touching... Ahem, when it came to getting rich, when did she not risk her life? Take advantage of Lao Tzu, you are beautiful.

"Huahua, eat more if you like. Mom gave a lot of spirit stones. ”

Two hundred medium-grade spirit stones, her hard-earned money.

Hu was slightly painful and happy, chewing slowly, and casually watched the female cultivator go to find someone else, but unfortunately everyone was not wronged, and she even heard someone say that she should give the spirit stone. Heh, why does she want to bother with this scheming for the spirit stone.

Hu lightly guessed that group of people should be shell tickets, and the people of shark tickets are always willing to spend a low-grade spirit stone. Moreover, their cultivation is not very high, only two of them build foundations, and the others are all qi refining. A shell slice also needs a medium-grade spirit stone, which is a lot for them, so there must be a rich harvest when they go to sea, probably to go out to hunt for treasures? Also to Leizhou? Or make a fortune on the islands along the way?

Hu Qing finished eating the fish, and when Hu Huahua finished eating, he left with him in his arms, and wandered around the deck slowly, hungry again... I changed a stall and continued to eat, this time I ate fried seafood, a basin-sized crab to a pot, and continued to walk after eating, and went back to the room when I was bored.

It's the same itinerary for a few days in a row, and the sea and sky are the same, and it's just like that, the fierce sea beasts don't see it, and the fish don't meet it, so Hu stays in the room and cultivates.

While absorbing spirit stones, he studied the talisman and array, the place was too small, and the refining tool could not be used, and it was okay to draw talismans, and Hu Qing drew a lot of talismans for himself. When she was tired of painting, she flipped through the Lingzhi Daquan, looking at them one by one, and she made a grand wish to remember every word here. I don't believe it, I can't remember it without divine consciousness.

When your eyes are tired, you will cultivate your divine sense. The divine sense didn't dare to let it out, after all, the people living near the left and right were all Zhujin Dan, as well as Yuanying, which could easily find the abnormality.

She let out a wisp of consciousness and scurried along the floor, wall, and ceiling like a snake, like a zombie poison in the eyes of Juanbu, what the hell?

Hu Qing thought it was funny, so he simply took cinnabar and dotted a lot of points on the wall, and the greedy snake increased his consciousness a little longer after a red dot, and after a little longer, his consciousness became longer and longer, and when he ate his game, Hu Qing would scream: Dead dead dead.

Silkcloth: I'm just going to die, I'm following a fool.

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