Qingyan is not worried that they will learn the method of making money and starve to death for her, the master.

They can learn to count their abilities!

"Let's talk about those herbs, top-quality ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, buckwheat tooth seed, down Su Fang, jade fat Tianze incense, Gu Xian grass root...... If it weren't for the cold face, I would still be selling it cheaply for five thousand taels! ”

Qingyan said and looked at the senior sister and wrinkled her nose, as if to say that you see how good I am to Luohan, you are not grateful, and you still step on me.

Senior Sister's expression was faint, "Even the disciple's money has to be earned, and the rumors outside are really not groundless." ”

The dean and several elders didn't look good, but it wasn't all for the rumors that Xiao Linshan was too poor to sell.

What's more important is that the herbs that Qingyan said, such a precious thing, it is indeed cheap to sell for 5,000.

They only get more than a dozen buckwheat teeth a year in Dalinshan, and the master and disciples are not enough, let alone the down Su Fang and Gu Xian Mao roots.

Down Su Fang is a high-grade muscle-building mouth, a good medicine to repair the skin, the only two boxes in Da Linshan are locked in the warehouse, and when someone is seriously injured, he is willing to take it out and use a little.

There are even fewer Gu Immortal Mao Roots, Wu Xian Academy does not have this kind of thing at all, Elder Wei Lai of the Qin Painting Academy has painstakingly managed that one acre and three points of land, and the Gu Immortal Mao Root that has been planted for hundreds of years has not been planted with any fame?

But they still have a lot of small Linshan, and they can sell to the ordinary people under the mountain, and there is no one in the entire continent except her.

The dean rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "How do you sell buckwheat?"

He also wanted to buy a little.

Qingyan knew that he wanted it, and usually always found all kinds of excuses to ask her for it, but she was annoyed by him, so she used hard-won excuses to excuse herself, and now she knows that she can sell more, and she will definitely have a thief's heart again.

"It's sold out, and I've sold it to the monk at home." She said with her mouth flattened.

This girl is blaming him for letting him become a monk.

It's clear that this kid can't think about it, what does it have to do with him.

Mr. Lu looked at Congfeng with resentment.

Deaf and blind from the wind, he fiddled with the food box there.

He took out the plate of snacks in the food box, took out a damp cloth from the side, and gently shook it, and the damp cloth emitted white steam.

Qingyan smelled the fragrance, his saliva flowed all over the ground, and while he was not paying attention, he grabbed a hot fried bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Ahh

Hey?

Wrong!

Green smoke smash it, smash it, smash it.

Why is your mouth empty and your hands empty?

Qingyan froze.

Lost your cooked fried buns?

"Wipe your hands."

"Wow!"

A clear male voice mingled with two barks.

Qingyan was inexplicable, her hand was grabbed by the wind, carefully wiped clean with a hot cloth, and then a fried bag was placed in her hand.

Qingyan was happy, grinned at him, and ate it with Eminem.

She was eating and eating, and suddenly found a big yellow dog at the door also whining and eating fried buns.

She looked at the dog's fried bun and then at her own.

"Hahaha! You two are really alike, hahaha......"

The senior sister sitting on the top suddenly burst out laughing.

She had always been a cold and indifferent image, and suddenly laughed so heartily that the others present couldn't help but laugh.

Qingyan glared at Congfeng, "That's my fried bun!" ”

Why did he throw it to the dog?

"It's dirty, there are steamed dumplings and eggs here, you can eat so much with one stomach?"

It seems to make sense, "But my hands are not dirty." ”

"Hmm." The wind doesn't fight with her.

Jiang Bi went to great lengths to arrest people not to watch her eat, "Elder Zhongzhi? ”

Zhongzhi was still in a daze for those rare herbs, and he came back to his senses when he heard Jiang Bi call him.

"Dean, Xiao Linshan earns a lot of money every year, but he has never reported to Da Linshan, and he has never handed over the excess money, where did all the money go, please ask the dean to investigate thoroughly!"

Zhongzhi is righteous and stern, and looking at Qingyan's eyes is like looking at a heinous corrupt official.

Qingyan sneered and continued to eat hers.

Just this little trick? She thought there was something good to watch, but the senior sister looked disappointed, conjured up an ancient book, and looked through it boringly.

From the wind, he disdains to talk to this pig.

Zhongzhi waited after the seizure, and found that no one paid attention to him, which was very embarrassing.

The air suddenly became so quiet.

Only the voice of Qingyan Eminem, like a starving ghost gnawing at people's heads, was weird and terrifying.

Zhongzhi was inexplicably flustered, and he didn't know what was going on, and his legs were a little shaky.

Jiang Bi saw that the dean seemed to be partial to the slut, and said eagerly: "It's okay if this woman collects money in the name of the elder, she also kills innocents indiscriminately and forces her disciples to settle with her, if the dean doesn't believe it, Jiang Bi will let people bring up the evidence."

Seeing that the master and apprentice were silent, the dean could only raise his hand to signal.

"Come in!" As soon as Jiang Bi shouted at the door, there was a response from outside, obviously prepared.

Qingyan was a little curious about her evidence, and craned her neck to look over.

I saw four senior disciples laboriously carrying a half-human-high pig-killing bucket with a lid on the bucket, and I couldn't see what was inside.

Even so, just listening to the sound of the water swaying in the barrel and smelling the strange smell in the air was already uncomfortable.

Zhongyi frowned, "What's in this?" ”

Jiang Bi pretended to be scared, and snorted: "The patrolling disciples heard Elder Qingyan screaming to kill someone, I happened to pass by, so I went to help, and when I opened the door, I saw Elder Qingyan pinching the neck of the senior sister of Qin Painting, saying that he wanted to strangle her."

As she spoke, she looked at the big disciples, and the big disciples nodded one after another.

These four big disciples are all Jiang Bi's cronies: "What Senior Sister Jiang said is true, it is all what the disciples have heard and seen with their own ears."

Jiang Bi had an embarrassed expression and continued: "Senior sister is a person who paints the qin, if she dies in the Wuxian Academy, the Academy of the Qinhua will not give up, and if the Wuxian and the painting turn against each other, the world will be in chaos and the lives will be ruined."

You really look up to me, Senior Sister glanced at her, wanting to see how Qingyan reacted.

But she is like a pig, she only cares about eating and eating, and she is boring.

The senior sister continued to look down at the book.

The dean and several elders looked at her at the same time, and with her identity, there really could be no accidents.

However, such an identity also means that there will be no accidents.

If Senior Sister was so weak, how could Elder Qinhua call her Senior Sister.

After Jiang Bi finished speaking, the air was still very quiet.

I thought that I could kill the green smoke, but it didn't cause any wind and waves, but it was the gurgling sound in the barrel that attracted everyone's attention.

Qingyan put down the half-eaten fried bun and trotted over, "You shouldn't have brought him." ”

Xiao soaked for so many days at night, his skin was rotten than tofu dregs, and any collision could hurt him.

"You finally know you're scared?" Jiang Bi hooked up a sneer and raised her chin proudly.

Qingyan opened the lid, and a faint burst of water vapor came out.

When the dean and the others walked over, they saw a bewitching face.

The cold white skin exudes a sickly beauty, the wet hair sticks to the corners of the mouth, the eyes are closed, the brows are slightly frowned, and the red lips have a wicked smile, which is charming.

Who is he?