As he spoke, a piece of improved stool appeared on Tang Yan's hand, as big as cow, and the smell was so bad that the people around the theater had to cover their noses and take three steps back. And those four guys, they didn't expect that Tang Yan, who was fighting with his brother, would now pounce on the four of them. Yes, Tang Yan couldn't beat this thirteen-year-old, but he didn't pay attention to these four guys, walked on the trail of the afterimage, flashed the other party's attack, and appeared in front of the most arrogant one of the four guys. Throw the large stool on his hand like a cake and smash it in his face, and it blooms on his face.

"Haha, you, Lao Tzu's stool is delicious. As he spoke, Tang Yan put his right hand behind his buttocks, and read in his mouth: "Lao Tzu has a lump of fragrant stool!"

"Poof!", another stinking piece of stool appeared on Tang Yan's palm.

"Haha, haha!" The people who were gathered around to watch the play couldn't help but laugh when they saw a certain guy having a piece of poop smashed on his face.

They have seen a lot of children fighting, but they haven't seen such a funny thing, especially the big child, who is about to hit Xiao Tang Yan, and every time he brushes by his side and can't hit him. At the same time, Tang Yan hit him, and it didn't hurt him at all, because Tang Yan's strength was too weak, unlike before, a finger could bounce an immortal away. These shameless children, after eating Tang Yan's big shit cake, five chased after one and beat him, and Tang Yan also ran to the school. If you continue to fight like this, it is meaningless, you can't defeat the other party, you just blindly dodge, what is it, they will not admit defeat, and Tang Yan will not stand there and fight them.

"Little bastard, there's a kind of you don't run. A few children chasing after him scolded.

"You garbage wait and see!" Tang Yan didn't care if they were children or not, anyway, he had already figured out a way to deal with these little guys.

"Is this guy really a food soul master, how can he run faster than a Min soul master, don't let me catch up with you, otherwise you will be good-looking." Chasing behind, he was slowly scolded by Tang Yan at a distance.

"Brother, what should we do now?" asked as he watched Tang Yan run back to school, his whole body was yellow again, and his smelly stool was stinking.

"What else can I do, go back and change my clothes!" he didn't expect the little fellow to be so cunning.

"Oh!" the four of them replied, thinking that in the same dormitory in the future, would Tang Yan hit him with a bottle?

It seems that Tang Yan's business will not be good in the future, but he thought of a problem, that is, to act as an agent, squeeze a lot of milk, and then let his classmates send it to Zhangju to act as an agent. Buy two bottles of four soul copper coins, give him a copper coin, unless he has the ability to protect himself, otherwise he should go out a little less, who knows if these little nobles will find the senior students to trouble him. Anyway, business still has to be done, and in this world without background, a little more money is better.

After returning to school, Tang Yan sold a stall under the senior dormitory, and ordinary people were not allowed to set up stalls in the school, but Tang Yan's identity was different, he was the dean's closed disciple, and the teacher did not dare to trouble him. And Tang Yan is also setting up a stall there, the business is quite passable, there are not many people who drink milk, and there are many auxiliary students in the academy who do not need to drink milk at all. There are just a few people who want to try the taste of milk, or experience whether it can really increase the strength by 100% and 50%.

"It's hard to do business, forget it, go back to the primary grade, I hope those little ones haven't quit breastfeeding yet." Tang Yan put it here for a long time before he was able to sell two soul gold coins.

The school is divided into two faculties, one for the ages of six to twelve, which is the primary grade, and the other for the ages of twelve to eighteen, which is the upper level. They take classes in another part of the academy, and the senior can't challenge the junior ones, and the junior ones can challenge the senior ones. As for the dormitory, the boys and women in the primary grades are mixed together and do not leave until they are ten years old, and although the school has not yet started, this time is also the time to register, and there are quite a lot of students. As for Tang Yan, a primary school student, he didn't care that he sold milk at school, and there were so many food departments, and he was not the only one.

"Little friend. What's your name?" asked an uncle when he saw Tang Yan selling milk at school every day.

"My name is Tang Yan!" asked Tang Yan with two bottles in both hands.

"I heard that you are food-based, and you have plenty of milk, aren't you? He looked at the two bottles of milk in Tang Yan's hand and asked.

"Is there something wrong, why are you staring at me like this, I'm not a woman, you don't want to hold on to your breasts and milk it!" Tang Yan pretended to be afraid, covered his chest and said.

"Faint, I said why are children so precocious now, by the way, I am a dim sum master in the chef, I want to ask you, will the milk in your bottle disappear when you pour it out?

"No, it won't. My milk has a shelf life of six hours, do you want to buy it with me and use it to make milk biscuits?" Tang Yan heard that he was a master of pastries in the kitchen, and he immediately understood what was going on.

"Well, you are right, I want to make a bun with you and supply it to the students in the school, you know, milk is not very safe now, that profiteer only looks at money, regardless of the life and death of children, producing some poisonous milk is not as good as your breast milk. Look, can we cooperate!" said the master of the bun to Tang Yan.

"There's no problem with this, you want as much as you want. Tang Yan thought that this was a cooperative business, so he didn't have to worry about having no income in the future.

Time flies quickly, a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the school has officially started, in this month, Tang Yan seems to have not been idle every day, milking the academy and the inn outside every day. The business is really good, although a bottle is sold for three soul copper coins, it is in short supply, and Tang Yan is milking every day, and his spiritual power has also improved, and the number of bottles squeezed out is more than a dozen bottles than usual. A month's income, a net income of twenty soul gold coins per day, and six hundred soul gold coins a month, made those food-based soul masters red-eyed. Obviously, everyone is a food-based soul master, why can't they make a few dollars, they are not as good as a six-year-old child.

It's not that they can't make money, but their shelf life is too short, some for a few minutes, some for more than ten minutes, and they can't be sold for money at all. However, most of the strength-type soul masters are looking for Tang Yan to buy milk to increase their strength by one hundred and fifty percent, as for poop, Tang Yan also sells it, but the business is not very good, and he sells at most one poop a day, only those guys who compete in martial arts eat poop in order to make money. Increase the speed by one hundred and fifty percent, and after eating, they will all become Tang Yan's repeat customers, so it is not a big problem for Tang Yan to earn six hundred gold coins a month.

"Children, I will be your homeroom teacher in the future, my surname is Zhou, my name is Mei, Zhou Mei, you can call me Teacher Zhou, I will teach the first, second, and third grades in the future. I'm a level 70 soul master, if any of you are naughty, the consequences will ...... Hey. As she spoke, she stared at Tang Yan, the newcomer Wang, and said, "Okay, let's start class, before class, I'll tell you about some characteristics of soul masters." ”

The dean said hello to Zhou Mei early in the morning and asked her to take more care of Tang Yan, so she gave you some lectures on the role of various professions, especially emphasizing the auxiliary soul masters, and they must find some partners to cooperate. Only cooperation can play a role, otherwise a food system auxiliary soul master who has no strength and no combat effectiveness will only die in the end, and it also talks about the most powerful Jiuliu Pagoda sect in the mainland, which is known as the world's first attribute auxiliary soul master, and there are always two or three Titled Douluo guards around him.

Among them, the teacher also talked about the importance of teamwork to these children, the control system, the main attack system, the defense department, the support system, etc., combined, the strength will be 100% exerted. Let everyone be aware of this problem, and we can cooperate and exert our own strength together.

"Teacher, can't the food department attack?" Tang Yan raised his little hand and asked.

"Food attack, do you attack each other with those snacks, or attack others with poop?" Zhou Mei knew that Tang Yan liked to smash children with a milk bottle, what if she met a strong person?

After not reporting for a while, she kept receiving complaints from the little boys in Tang Yan's dormitory, saying that Tang Yan hit them on the head with a bottle every night. Under several warnings, Tang Yan still smashed the other party the same, if it wasn't for the dean's pressure, he would have been kicked out of the academy a long time ago. Therefore, in the end, the teacher could only transfer the four boys in his dormitory to other dormitories, and let the four little Loli move into Tang Yan's dormitory, so that he was the only boy in Tang Yan's dormitory, and the other seven were little Lori, undeveloped little Lori.

"Tang Yan, if you give me milk every day, I will protect you!" said the little girl who was with Tang Yan.

"Well, well, I'm also a strength and defense type, you can join our team in the future, I will protect you daddy!" said another little girl.

"......" Tang Yan didn't know what to say, if he let the little sister Zilan know that he wanted a six-year-old girl to protect him, he would simply hit him to death with a piece of tofu.

"It seems that I still have to cultivate a martial art to protect myself. Tang Yan thought to himself.

The classes in the primary grade are not very strict, the class theory, the next fight, either the fight or the sports class, but Tang Yan still likes to fight a little more. Before every fight class, Tang Yan was full of milk bottles, one-on-one, Tang Yan threw each other with a milk bottle, throwing it with a hundred shots. Whether it was a girl or a boy, they were thrown by Tang Yan's stool and feeding bottles, and finally asked a teacher of the Tree of Life Martial Spirit to treat them. I can't say that the teacher really underestimated Tang Yan, the little boy who threw the bottle, none of the thirty-five children in the class was his opponent, every time he saw them about to hit Tang Yan, every time he was brushed by him, just a slight move, the other party's fist rubbed past Xiao Tang Yan, as if the attacks of these children had already been seen through by Tang Yan.

After a few days of fighting, everyone was reluctant to fight with Tang Yan, and in the end they could only fight in a team battle, thirty-six children, divided into five teams, each team of seven children. And Tang Yan's team has one more, eight members, and all of them are girls except him, only Tang Yan is a man. In team battles, Tang Yan rarely makes a move, just watching them fight, as for himself, he doesn't need their protection, he has a piece of poop in his hand, and a milk bottle, as long as the other party approaches him, just wait to eat poop.

Hehe, Tang Yan's stool, the classmates in the class naturally ate it, and it was smashed in the face, and it didn't work if you didn't want to eat it, so you fell in love with it when you ate it. However, the feces thrown out on the battlefield only add one hundred and five percent to the attributes, and only Tang Yan's own team adds one hundred and fifty, which can reduce the expenditure of mental power.

"Classmate Tang Yan, I have observed you in the past few days, is your footwork a kind of martial art?" The dean has been observing Tang Yan's situation for the past few days, and found that his dodge ability is very strong.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Tang Yan denied it.

"Hehe, I've checked you, your parents died early, you grew up in the village chief's house, you like to fight since you were a child, and children who are two or three years older than you are not your opponents. Okay, if you don't say it, I won't ask, but I tell you, the soul master of the food department must learn to escape, I was worried about you originally, but now that I see that you have the ability to escape, I am not worried about you anymore. Now I'll tell you some knowledge of soul beasts, as well as some things about the forests on the mainland, you can remember it well, it will be very useful to you in the future!" said the dean, taking out a pile of books.

Time flies quickly, it has been half a year in the blink of an eye, in half a year, I don't know if the teacher and the dean are well taught, or Tang Yan is diligent, in half a year, Tang Yan's level is the fastest rising martial soul in the class. In just half a year, he has been promoted to the nineteenth level, and if he is one level shorter, he can go hunting for the soul ring, and the dean also promised Tang Yan that he would hunt a soul beast under 100,000 years old, as for the one hundred thousand years old, hehe, this doesn't need to be thought about, there are not a few Title Douluo shots, it can't be hunted. Don't underestimate 90,000 years ago. That's a watershed level, it can absorb 90,000 years, but it may not be able to absorb 100,000 years.

The dean thought in his heart was the same as those adults before, if Tang Yan could absorb 90,000 years, then the second martial soul would hunt him for a hundred thousand years, in short, he had already treated Tang Yan as a monster. Others' first ring is only five or six million at most, but his first ring is 10,000 years, and he is still a tigress.

This book originated from reading a book