Chen Mo looked at this inexplicable text.

Are you talking about yourself?

Why the angry cry?

Why do you carry a knife and slaughter everything?

"Okay, but five meat buns is too little, at least ten." Chen Mo immediately spoke.

"Young people, haggling is not a good habit." Although Old Man Li said this, there was no displeased expression on his face.

"But I agreed."

Chen Mo was speechless and choked.

You're changing your face too fast, isn't it?

"Lin Nuo, go back. Don't let me see you running over again tomorrow. Old man Li scolded harshly.

The little girl was frightened and hurriedly ran away.

Before leaving, she cast a grateful glance at Chen Mo.

"Boss, what should I do?" Chen Mo took on the role for the first time and walked into the bun shop naturally.

"Put the knife down, you go to the back and knead the dough." Old man Li was as if he had nothing to do, and he was still doing the work in his hands.

Chen Mo hurriedly ran into the bun shop and put the Tianxuan Knife aside for the time being. For the first time, I felt comfortable.

Yes, since entering the Bridge of Mortality, he has been facing death all the time.

Being able to knead flour in this environment is not pleasant.

"I'll tell you how to knead the noodles first." Old man Li didn't look back, but said this to himself.

"First of all, the barrel next to you is a container for mixing flour. Add the Purifying Heart and Soul, Wu Hay Juice, Body Powder, Moon Flower Powder, Ice Spirit Leaf ......"

Old man Li said seven hundred and eighty-six strange materials in a row.

Chen Mo saw that on the wall in front of him were drawers the size of cigarette packs, with various names written on them.

If you want to count carefully, there are probably more than 2,000 drawers.

It is also strange to say that every material that Old Man Li said, he actually remembered it deeply in his mind.

"My memory isn't that good." Chen Mo's heart was puzzled.

Relying on instinct, he quickly gathered all the materials.

Put them all in the barrel in front of you.

"On your left, there's a bag of ground flour, which is poured into a barrel." Old man Li's voice was full of relief.

"On your right-hand side, there is a bag of pure water from the forbidden pool, pour it into the barrel." Old man Li continued to speak.

Chen Mo naturally saw the clear liquid in the bag, and at this time, blood-colored words appeared on the bronze ancient lamp.

[Isn't this bag of mineral water a little familiar? You sacrificed eleven years of your life because of it. Do I dare to tell you that this is the oasis, the water pumped out of the pool? 】

Chen Mo poured water into the wooden barrel.

"Knead the dough, knead ninety-seven thousand six hundred and fifty-three times, no more than once, no less once." Old Man Li's voice sounded again.

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth twitched.

I'm just a handyman who pays ten meat buns a day!

Is it like saying that you do so much work?

"What are you doing in a daze, kneading dough!" Old man Li seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and when he saw that Chen Mo did not move, he immediately spoke.

It's a strange thing.

Chen Mo kneaded his face, but every time he kneaded it, a number would appear in his heart.

Tell him how many times he kneaded the dough.

So he used his physical fitness, which had reached the Chaoyuan realm.

The kneading speed is so fast that it is not visible to the naked eye.

Two hours later.

When the number in my mind reached ninety-seven thousand six hundred and fifty-three, the dough in the barrel had turned a dull purple.

"Boss, the dough is kneaded." Chen Mo gasped and spoke.

"It's none of your business, just lie down and rest." Old man Li always left a back.

He waved his hand, and a recliner appeared out of thin air.

On top of the bronze ancient lamp, the blood-colored text is updated.

[A recliner that can regain strength after lying for an hour, I won't tell you its name. 】

Can you regain your strength by lying down for an hour?

Chen Mo lay on the chair without hesitation.

An hour of sleep is extremely rare for him.

An hour later, he woke up from his recliner.

I just feel extra full of energy and strength.

"Got your strength back? Then get to work. ”

"See that lump of meat? Chop it up. Remember, be sure to chop 1,89,652 knives. One knife can not be more, one knife cannot be less. ”

"You can use that straight knife."

Old man Li continued to give orders.

With a wave of his arm, a simple wooden table appeared, and a lump of at least 100 catties of meat was placed on top of it.

Chen Mo was dumbfounded.

He really didn't expect that the Tianxuan Knife, which was so high, would one day be used to chop the stuffing of meat buns.

He felt like he was on a thief ship.

This town of the Mists serves as the site of the fourth judgment on the day of Judgment of Hell.

Can you be serious?

The text on the bronze lamp has been updated.

[You can guess whether the meat you chop is pork or human flesh?] Perhaps, is there such a possibility that you are not chopping meat at all? 】

What do you mean?

This human meat bun shop, the ingredients used are not human flesh?

Chen Mo followed Old Man Li's instructions and began to chop meat.

He picked up the Tianxuan knife, first sliced the meat, and then began to chop.

The strange thing is that there is not a single bone in the hundreds of catties of meat.

He has a detached physique and is extremely fast.

I don't know how long it has been.

Swinging the knife for a long time, a mysterious feeling haunts my heart.

He seemed to have an idea.

When one hundred eighty-nine thousand six hundred and fifty-two swings of the sword, what appeared in front of him was a cloud of powder.

Chen Mo closed his eyes.

I kept recalling every knife I wielded.

Under such a terrifying number of swings, the muscles formed unique memories.

A pale blue circular mark emerges from the bottom of the bronze lamp.

[Constantly swinging the knife has brought you great benefits, and this blue mark represents that your sword path has been formed. 】

I don't know how long it has been, Chen Mo really opened his eyes.

What catches your eye is a steamer placed on a wooden table, containing ten steaming meat buns.

"Here's your reward for today, eat it while it's hot." Old man Li stood at the door with his hands in his hands.

He didn't turn around, didn't even speak, but a voice came out.

Chen Mo swallowed.

What to do?

Human meat buns are placed in front of you, to eat or not to eat?

He struggled for a while.

In the end, he reached out, picked up the meat bun, closed his eyes and stuffed it into his mouth.

Well?

"Delicious!"

Chen Mo couldn't help but exclaim.

He devoured it and quickly ate ten meat packets.

New words emerge on the bronze lamp.

[Unusual human meat bun shop, you have eaten ten meat buns comparable to the elixir. You can choose to absorb it yourself and immediately break through to the late stage of the Chaoyuan Realm, or sacrifice it to get a hundred drops of lamp oil. 】

Chen Mo's body trembled.

A meat bun comparable to a panacea?

What is the elixir?

"Sacrifice!"

He didn't hesitate.

Suddenly, all the meat buns that had just been eaten disappeared and turned into a puddle of lamp oil and appeared on the bronze ancient lamp.

[You can choose to store the lamp oil, or use it immediately to improve your physique.] 】

"Storage."

Chen Mo didn't want to improve his strength for the time being.

He's going to accumulate a lot.

"Huh?"

Old man Li turned around with a puzzled look on his face at this time, his eyes burst out with a cloudy light, staring directly at Chen Mo.