"Okay, you guys be honest, I'll go cook first."

After seeing these gourd babies quieting down, Zhang Beiqi breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to go to the kitchen to cook, but he happened to run into Yu Ling'er.

Yu Ling'er looked at Zhang Beiqi expressionlessly, Zhang Beiqi instantly became extremely weak, and said with a smile:

"Ling'er, when are you here, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

"Abei, I just heard someone say what grandma, what's going on, are these guys shouting again?"

A trace of coldness flashed in Yu Ling'er's eyes, and she told the seven little gourds on the gourd vine to the death, which frightened the seven gourd babies and began to shiver non-stop.

"No, no, Ling'er, you heard it wrong, let's go, I'll teach you to cook."

When he knew that Yu Ling'er didn't hear clearly, Zhang Beiqi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, worried that the seven gourd babies would leak their mouths, so he hurriedly pulled Yu Ling'er into the kitchen.

After eating, Zhang Beiqi was still a little weak-hearted, and he began to walk around the street with Yu Ling'er.

When he returned, he found a strange person standing at the door of his shop, dressed as a scholar, standing in a daze at the door of his shop.

"Hehe, this brother, is there something you like? It's better to come in and take a good look, what you like, just quote a price, my things are quite cheap. ”

Zhang Beiqi felt that he was going to come to the door, and he was very moved, and directly pulled this strange scholar into his shop.

"This is your shop?"

The scholar looked at Zhang Beiqi with a stunned expression, feeling a little incredible.

"Yes, it's my shop, and these calligraphy and paintings and wood carvings are all made by myself, and the quality is very good."

Speaking of his calligraphy, paintings and wood carvings, Zhang Beiqi's face was arrogant, and he felt that his level was at least the top level in this immortal cultivation world.

"This son, what is the price of these works of yours?"

After hearing that these things were all made by Zhang Beiqi, the scholar's eyes instantly became respectful, and he asked tentatively.

"You said this, it's all cheap, just give a few dozen taels of silver."

Zhang Beiqi said very casually.

"A few dozen taels, silver?"

The scholar was stunned, these treasured calligraphy, paintings and wood carvings were actually measured by mortal money, and they only cost a few dozen taels of silver.

Did you encounter a big opportunity?

Yes, it must be so, this unfathomable senior must want to give himself a chance in this way.

"No, this scholar can't even take out a few dozen taels of silver?"

Zhang Beiqi's eyes became extremely strange when he looked at the scholar, although he looked at this scholar a little dull, he didn't look like a poor man in terms of clothing.

Although his calligraphy and painting are useless in his eyes, they are also his works, and dozens of taels of silver are very little, so he can't be allowed to paste them upside down.

"This, Childe, I don't have that much money with me now, can I use this to offset the bill."

The scholar took out a jade pendant and put it on the table, he looked embarrassed, he was also an immortal cultivator, who would carry mortal finances with him.

But today, he encountered this situation, and it was the first time that he felt that mortal money was so precious.

"Eh, forget it, just take it as fate, this painting is for you."

Zhang Beiqi felt that he was really a fortune boy, and he had opened this store for a long time, but he didn't have a normal business.

is basically giving things to others, which makes him very uncomfortable, is it so difficult to make money? Isn't his position too bad.

"Thank you, Childe!"

The scholar was excited, and hurriedly took the painting from Zhang Beiqi's hand, he felt that the luckiest time in his life was this time.

He was a little irritable, and then he came to such a nameless town for a while, only to find something amazing.

In a small and unremarkable shop, there are countless peerless treasures, how can he not be excited.

In particular, the owner of the shop even said that he would sell it to him for a few dozen taels of silver.

Although he had no money, this unfathomable senior gave it to him for free.

After knowing the identity of this senior, the scholar did not debunk him, as an immortal cultivator who has lived for thousands of years, he knows that there are many hermit predecessors who have their own unique hobbies.

For example, the one in front of him should be pretending to be a mortal, and then give some immortal cultivators who are destined to pass by here have some opportunities.

He is undoubtedly one of the lucky ones.

"Childe, this jade pendant will be mortgaged by you first, and I will definitely give you the money."

The scholar subconsciously used an honorific title for Zhang Beiqi, but Zhang Beiqi didn't notice this.

"By the way, Childe, my name is Liu Yunfeng, I'll go back and get you money now!"

After speaking, Liu Yunfeng directly turned into a streamer and disappeared in front of Zhang Beiqi, which made Zhang Beiqi's face blinded.

"I'll go, this guy is also an immortal cultivator, fortunately he didn't say anything wrong just now, but this guy seems to have misunderstood what kind of supreme master I am, but, why?"

Zhang Beiqi was puzzled, and he didn't understand why such things always happened.

"Put this jade pendant here, that guy will come back when he comes back, if he doesn't come back, I can't go to him to ask for an account."

Thinking of this, Zhang Beiqi was a little depressed, he opened a store and has been doing a loss-making business, if it weren't for the fact that the things he used were basically made by himself, he would have lost money.

……

Zhantian Holy Land, inside the main hall of the Holy Land.

"Old man, come out quickly, look at what I brought back!"

Liu Yunfeng shouted as he stood in the center of the main hall with an excited face.

"Liu Yunfeng, can you not be so surprised, the old man is very busy every day, okay!"

An old man with messy hair walked out, stared at Liu Yunfeng angrily, and said angrily.

"No, old man, if you look at what I have in my hand, you will know why I am so excited."

Liu Yunfeng directly handed the painting in his hand to the old man, and looked at him with a smug expression, looking forward to how wonderful his expression would be next.

A trace of doubt flashed in the old man's eyes, and when he took the painting and looked at it, the whole person was instantly stunned in place.

He saw countless Taoist rhymes flowing in the painting, and all kinds of supreme avenues seemed to be placed in front of him for him to choose, which made him fascinated.

"Hey, old man, wake up, the avenue is not something you can understand, don't fall into it and can't get out."

Seeing the old man's sluggish expression, Liu Yunfeng hurriedly called the old man back to his senses, worried that something would happen to him.

"Who painted this, it's simply unheard of!"

The old man's face was shocked, he couldn't think of anyone in the immortal cultivation world who could draw such a picture.